Chapter 8 Uncle, what are you going to do?
The Qin Dynasty's imperial palace was called Xianyang Palace, named after the capital, and was a general term for an entire palace complex.
There was also a palace in the Xianyang Palace named after the capital, called Xianyang Palace, which was where the Qin State held court meetings.
It was just getting light outside, and the Golden Crow in the sky was chasing the Moon Rabbit, but had not yet completely driven it away.
This is different from the later generations when people stood during court sessions.
During the Qin court meetings, Qin ministers all knelt on cushions with a table in front of them.
Inside the hall, the ministers took their seats and chatted with each other in low voices.
But no matter how quiet the voice is, if a hundred people talk together, it definitely won't be that quiet, so the hall seems very noisy.
Most of the topics they discussed revolved around one person, Ying Chengjiao, the Lord of Chang'an of Qin.
"Ying Chengjiao? What is he doing here? He looks so rude! How disgraceful!"
"It is such a shame to live with such trash!"
"If it weren't for your majesty's desperate protection, he would have been beheaded long ago!"
The Qin officials who were able to enter the Xianyang Palace to attend court meetings were all important officials of Qin and had made great contributions to the Qin State.
There were two marquises in one family, Wang Jian and his son Wang Ben, who were famous generals who conquered five of the six kingdoms.
There was a supreme military commander of the Qin State, Wei Liao, who had never commanded a battle in his life but wrote the military book "Wei Liaozi" and formulated the strategy on how to destroy the six kingdoms.
The left prime minister Wei Zhuang, who had Hu ancestry, stabilized the Qin border by himself when the Qin State unified the Central Plains, so that the Hu people outside the Great Wall only attacked the border three times in eight years.
There was the Right Prime Minister Wang Wan, who followed Ying Zheng for twenty years, and served Ying Zheng from a prince of Qin to the ruler of the world. He claimed that he was ignorant of foreign affairs, and carefully managed the internal affairs of Qin. No major incidents occurred in ten years, and he provided important logistical support for Qin to unify the world.
There was the Qin State's highest judicial official, Li Si, who wrote the "Book of Remonstrance Against Expelling Foreigners" to preserve many wise and capable people for the Qin State, and was the first to advise Qin Shi Huang to unify the world.
When the Qin Dynasty unified the world, there were too many talented people to list them all one by one. In short, each of them was a rare talent.
When Ying Chengjiao was with these people, he was like a chicken running into a phoenix's nest.
There is a saying that it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.
In fact, for Feng, having a chicken around him is already a great humiliation.
Ying Fusu, who was sitting next to Ying Chengjiao, always touched his belt, touching the sword that he had handed over before entering the palace.
His face flushed red, not because of shame, but because of anger. He was angry at why these Qin officials criticized his uncle so much!
But it is not easy to get angry. There is a difference between the ruler and the ministers, which refers to the king and his ministers, not the king's younger brother and his ministers.
According to the tradition of the Qin State, except for the King of Qin, all royal descendants had no special privileges.
Ying Chengjiao, who was sitting next to Ying Fusu, did not have the same idea as Ying Fusu.
To be precise, he had no thoughts - he was asleep.
Everyone else was kneeling on the ground, waiting for Ying Zheng to come to court.
Ying Chengjiao, on the other hand, crossed his legs and laid his whole body on the table. It seemed that if the table was longer, he could lie on it.
He crossed his arms, rested his head on them, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Although there was noise in the hall, and most of the noise was directed at blaming Ying Chengjiao, it did not affect Ying Chengjiao's sleep at all.
Not only did it not affect him, it only made Ying Chengjiao sleep more soundly - he found the feeling of sleeping in class in his previous life.
Because Ying Chengjiao was almost expelled from the Meng family, Meng Tian had been observing Ying Chengjiao.
He wanted to see what was so special about this piece of trash that his grandfather admired so much.
Seeing the saliva at the corner of Ying Chengjiao's mouth, Meng Tian became depressed again.
My grandfather wants to expel me from the Meng family just for this useless guy who disregards the court and acts recklessly?
If the birth dates of royal children were not recorded in the Zongzhengfu, Meng Tian would have suspected that Ying Chengjiao was Meng Ao's grandson.
After a cup of tea, Emperor Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng arrived.
From the moment Ying Zheng entered the Xianyang Palace, no one started chatting in the palace.
This unprecedented first emperor, wearing a Chaotian crown on his head, sat on the throne at the top of a nine-foot high platform.
The Chaotian Crown is a crown with a pearl curtain made of eighteen pearls in front and back. Ying Zheng's gaze passed through the staggered pearl curtains and he skillfully scanned the ministers below the stage.
Everyone lowered their heads, and it seemed that no one dared to look at this emperor of all ages.
This was not Ying Zheng's request. The laws of Qin were strict, but the court was very open.
Ying Chengjiao fell asleep in the court. The ministers tried to dissuade him but no one stopped him because Qin law did not prohibit sleeping in the court.
From this point alone, we can see how relaxed the atmosphere in the Qin court was.
There was no prohibition even on sleeping, let alone a law prohibiting one from looking directly into the emperor's eyes before the court meeting began.
It was Ying Zheng's habit to check whether all the ministers were present before the court meeting. He had been doing this since the day he ascended the throne.
In the early years, the ministers would meet Ying Zheng's gaze, and respond with a smile, or no smile, or a slight nod.
But ever since the coup in Ji Nian Palace, Ying Zheng had wiped out the world with thundering power and killed so many people that the air in Xianyang was filled with a faint smell of blood for those few days.
After that, no one dared to look into those eagle-like sharp eyes before court meetings.
All the ministers are here, so there should be no problem.
Ying Zheng thought to himself, and touched the armrest of the throne, making a tiny rustling sound. Only in this silent environment could this infinitely amplified tiny sound be heard by Ying Zheng.
A sense of loneliness surged into Ying Zheng's heart.
He always felt this way every time he attended a court meeting.
There is clearly no prohibition law, but for a long time no one has dared to speak out or look him in the eye.
When did it become like this?
Loneliness, solitude and loneliness made this emperor, who is the greatest emperor of all time, feel a little melancholy.
Ying Zheng forgot that this kind of situation was what he had dreamed of back then.
Back then, he was called the King of Qin, but was actually a puppet. He dreamed of making a single word that would shock the world and make his ministers fear and awed.
At that time, he saw the ministers looking at each other in the eyes and listened to their conversations, and he felt that their eyes and words were full of ridicule.
He wished he could take a Qin sword and start a massacre in the Xianyang Palace, beheading all the ministers who dared to speak or look at him!
Now, when no one among the ministers dared to speak to him in private, he began to miss the environment back then.
But! This nostalgia is only a trace after all! It is a nostalgia that belongs exclusively to the emperor!
If all the ministers in the palace behaved the same as they did ten years ago, he would be furious!
The emperor's majesty should not be offended!
Although at this moment, he felt a little melancholy and nostalgic.
People are all contradictory.
"I."
Snore~Snore~Snore~
Why does this sound like snoring?
Ying Zheng stopped as soon as he said the word "I". He suspected that he had heard it wrongly . Why did he seem to hear a faint snoring sound?
I must have heard it wrong. How could anyone dare to sleep during a court meeting?
Maybe I didn't sleep well last night and I have some nightmares. I will call the imperial physician to take a look after the court meeting.
"I approved the memorial yesterday."
Snore~Snore~Snore~
Why does this sound never end? Has my nightmare become so serious?
Ying Zheng stopped and rubbed his ears, thinking it was just hallucination and wanted to continue talking.
"His Majesty."
Zhao Gao, the Imperial Chariot Officer who was also in charge of seals and talismans standing next to Ying Zheng, turned around and spoke quietly, covering his right hand with his left eunuch robe sleeve and pointing in a direction.
"There, Changan-kun."
Zhao Gao pointed and then returned to his original position without saying much. He leaned forward slightly, crossed his hands in front of him, and looked respectful, as if nothing had happened.
Ying Zheng looked in the direction Zhao Gao pointed and saw Ying Chengjiao lying on the table.
Snore~Snore~Snore~
As soon as he took his hand away, the snoring sound in his ear appeared again, but this time Ying Zheng would not mistake it for a nightmare.
"It turned out to be this bastard!"
He laughed and cursed in a low voice, and even Zhao Gao, who was standing next to Ying Zheng, couldn't hear it clearly.
This world regards me as its ruler, and millions of people are afraid of me, except Cheng Jiao, who has always treated me as his brother .
The melancholy in his heart disappeared and Ying Zheng was in a good mood, but this was a solemn court meeting after all, and he couldn't let Ying Chengjiao sleep like this.
Putting away his smile, he said with a serious face, "Ying Chengjiao."
This extremely majestic voice was not very loud, and Ying Chengjiao, who had gone to play chess with Zhou Gong, certainly could not hear it, and could not wake him up.
But, Ying Fusu could hear it.
Ying Fusu shook Ying Chengjiao, and the violent shaking soon woke Ying Chengjiao up.
Ying Chengjiao wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve horizontally, and then wiped the eye boogers from the corner of his eyes, but he was still very sleepy.
This morning meeting started too early. Usually at this time, he would still be sleeping at home.
"Uncle, Fusu was reckless." Ying Fusu apologized.
Ying Chengjiao knew that Ying Fusu was apologizing for waking him up just now.
In the ancient rituals advocated by Confucianism, younger generations should obey their elders unconditionally.
Ying Chengjiao was sleeping, and as Ying Fusu was Ying Chengjiao's junior, it would be impolite to wake him up. The correct approach would be to give Ying Chengjiao a pillow and bedding so that he could sleep more comfortably.
Among the Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars in Confucian culture, there is a story called Lying on the Ice to Catch Carp.
Wang Xiang's biological mother died early, and his biological father found a stepmother for him. However, the stepmother treated Wang Xiang very badly, beating and scolding him. One winter day, his stepmother wanted to eat fish, so Wang Xiang went out and lay on the ice, hoping to melt the ice and catch fish. The heavens were moved, and the ice cracked, and two fish jumped out of the water. Wang Xiang caught the fish and took them back to cook for his stepmother.
This story illustrates how outrageous Confucianism is in its pursuit of certain ancient rituals.
"My nephew."
Ying Chengjiao stretched out his left arm, hugged Ying Fusu, and put his face close to Ying Fusu.
"Uncle will let you see the true colors of these Confucian scholars today."
"What is my uncle talking about? Fusu doesn't understand." Ying Fusu said this, but he was suddenly panicked in his heart.
Uncle, what are you going to do?
