my grandfather was qin shi huang

The gale started at the end of Qingping.

As the news spread that the eldest son Fusu was about to return to Xianyang, many people suddenly realized that something was wrong with the situation, because since the first wave of summons had just entered the city, several summons had been summoned almost every half an hour. The captain galloped in and went straight to Zhangtai Palace.

How long has it been since this happened?

Even when the battle with the Chu people was at its most anxious, messages had never been delivered so frequently.

Ordinary people walking on the street may not know it yet, but some upper-level officials or nobles with a keen sense of smell have clearly noticed that something is wrong, and have begun to restrict their children from going out and close their homes.

The bustling streets quickly became deserted.

In the end, even some ordinary people began to realize that something was wrong and began to quicken their pace.

Tongwuhou Mansion.

Wang Jian, who was holding a military book and looking at it, couldn't help but frown slightly. He hesitated for a long time before putting down the book in his hand. He sighed softly, supported the table and stood up.

"Come here, prepare a car, I want to enter the palace..."

at the same time.

As he was leaning comfortably on the soft couch, admiring the praise of the singer in the house, Ying Xi could not help but frown. He gently waved his hand, dismissed the attackers on the left and right, and looked at the old steward on the side.

"You mean, someone is taking this opportunity to profit from it?"

The old steward nodded slightly.

"Back to my lord, from the old slave's point of view, this doesn't look like the eldest son's handiwork..."

Ying Xi nodded.

"That kid, if he really had this intention, it would be fine. His Majesty wouldn't have deported him to Shangjun back then—"

Not sure if he was thinking of something, Ying Xi snorted angrily, but he still sat up from his knees.

"Forget it - prepare the car. I'll go to the palace to have a look. If it doesn't work, I'll fool this old face..."

Almost at the same time as Ying Xie, Meng Wu also boarded the carriage with a heavy face.

He had never expected that the eldest son would return to the capital, let alone that it would bring such a big commotion. Over the years, he has witnessed with his own eyes the bloody struggle for power in the Qin royal family. He knows better than anyone that the scene at this moment, if it goes wrong, will lead to a tragedy of fighting between brothers and flesh and blood.

If it were any different in the past, he would naturally avoid it.

But now, one is the eldest son who is kind and generous, the other is the eldest grandson of the emperor who is kind and loving, one is the old master who has followed him for many years, and the other is the eldest grandson of the emperor who oversees the country with a bright future.

He had no choice.

"Old man..."

Seeing Meng Wu who was about to leave, his wife held on to the door frame and hesitated to speak.

Meng Wu waved his hand angrily.

"Okay, okay, go back quickly, go back quickly, I don't know what you should say and what you shouldn't say. It's not like I don't know. When I go to the palace, I just walk around and have a cup of tea with His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Emperor Changsun..."

After saying that, he retracted his head into the car and closed the door with a bang.

"Walk--"

On the contrary, the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the back garden, Feng Quji hung his fishing hook calmly, as if he had not heard the report from the old steward next to him.

"Sir, things have changed. Do you really not want to go to the palace to see it?"

Feng Quji glanced at him.

"What to do?"

When the old steward heard this, he couldn't help but be speechless.

Feng Quji then gently shook his head.

"It's better not to get involved in this kind of thing. If it's done well, people will still be kings and ministers and father and son. If not, they will still be kings, ministers and father and son. If we, the foreign ministers, rashly get involved, we will bring disaster. road……"

Having said this, he gently pulled up the fishing hook, and there was already a lively carp hanging on it.

He took it off skillfully, held it in his hand, looked at it for a while, and then laughed and cursed.

"Why are you this stupid fish again? You really care about eating but not fighting. If I catch you again, I will just use you to make fish soup..."

After scolding, he shook his hands and threw it back into the pond. He leisurely hung up the bait again and fished with his eyes closed. He never looked at the old steward next to him. The old steward hesitated for a moment, then silently bowed and saluted. , retreated.

He knew that his old master looked confused, but in fact he understood better than anyone else.

Zuo Xiangfu.

Li Si pondered for a long time, sat back again, and closed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, he and Feng Quji, two old rivals who had been fighting in the court for half their lives, adopted the same response in a tacit understanding. They had already made all the gestures they should make. At this time, it was better to be still than to move.

……

There are not many stupid people who can get to this point.

If it weren't for people like the Wang family and the Meng family who were deeply involved, or if they were royal family members like the Ying family, who would be willing to stupidly get involved in such a thing?

Your heart is unpredictable.

If it's good, it may not be a merit, but if it's bad, it must be a fault!

"The eldest son, Fusu, is forced into the palace..."

I don't know when this news had spread like wildfire, and even Empress Zheng, who was hiding in the backyard of the palace, heard the news.

She had been married to the First Emperor for many years and knew very well what kind of character this Emperor of Qin really was.

"That child is really - no, I have to go see His Majesty..."

She couldn't sit still anymore, so she stood up suddenly and walked out. After taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped again and asked where she was.

"Where is His Highness the Emperor's Grandson now?"

"Back to the Queen, it is said that she is now in Zhangtai Palace, with Your Majesty..."

The female official on the side responded quickly. After hearing this, Empress Zheng was inexplicably relieved.

Fortunately, with that child here, Your Majesty finally has someone who can listen to you.

Seeing that Empress Zheng was stunned and didn't move, several female officials couldn't help but hesitate and looked at each other before an older one stepped forward to continue asking for instructions.

"Your Highness, are you still going to see His Majesty?"

Queen Zheng hesitated for a moment and shook her head gently.

"Your Majesty has always hated the harem's interference in politics. Since Ying'er is there, I won't go over and cause trouble for him. I think with Ying'er's temperament, he will definitely not let him mess around..."

Having said this, she looked around.

"On the other hand, some of the female relatives in Ying'er's house have lost their sense of propriety at this time, especially Nan'er and the others, who are still pregnant. I have to go over quickly and take a look to make sure nothing goes wrong..."

After saying that, he took several female officials and rushed directly to the emperor's grandson's house.

Sure enough, it was just as she expected.

At this time, the emperor's grandson's house was already in chaos, especially Mi Ji, who was even more panicked. She couldn't understand why her husband and her son suddenly got into such a situation.

If it weren't for Wang Nan who was still calm and managed to calm down some of the female relatives in the house, the house would still be in chaos right now.

"Sister-in-law, don't panic. Please wait at home. I will go to the palace to see my eldest brother. He will definitely know how to deal with it..."

After Zhao Qi finished speaking, he turned around and was about to go out.

However, before people could leave the gate, they met the driver of Queen Zheng's car.

"Your eldest brother is currently with your eldest father. With him by your eldest father's side, you don't have to go there. You can just stay at home and wait for the news..."

Zhao Qi finally calmed down and helped Empress Zheng back home.

Due to the arrival of Empress Zheng, the initially flustered mansion instantly found a backbone, and even Mi Ji, who had no master, became much more stable. She has even begun to worry about what the family will have to eat when her husband comes back with his son in the evening.

……

"Haha - which wave is this...?"

Zhangtai Palace.

The First Emperor looked at the summons in his hand expressionlessly.

In just one morning, not counting the summons from the county, urgent reports came from a dozen places in the hometown of the Six Kingdoms of Shandong, all of which expressed support for the eldest son Fusu and asked him to make Fusu the crown prince.

"Unexpectedly, these people are not dead, but they have some good tricks - they are preparing to roast those stupid shelves on the fire..."

Although the voice of the First Emperor was calm and there was no hint of happiness or anger, Hei, who had been with the First Emperor for decades, knew that at this moment, the First Emperor was truly angry.

But he also knew how powerful this matter was.

It can be said that when the matter reached this point, it had become a conspiracy. No matter what, the First Emperor had to give an answer.

Either comply with the call and make Fusu the crown prince.

Either forcefully suppress him, denounce him as a traitor, and then directly appoint the emperor's eldest grandson as the emperor's grandson.

And once you choose the latter, there will definitely be a river of blood, and even the eldest son, who is forced to be involved in this matter passively or actively, may not be spared.

He subconsciously turned his head slightly and glanced at Zhao Ying.

But Zhao Ying took the urgent report from the First Emperor's hand with a smile and threw it aside.

"Whatever they want to grill, we have to grill them if they want to. They are a bunch of bastards who have no place on the table. The world is right and wrong. Whether they say it or not, it's up to you, my eldest father..."

The First Emperor felt the gentle and gentle massage from Zhao Ying's hands, and made an undetectable hum in his nose.

"That idiot..."

Zhao Ying smiled, did not answer, and kept to himself.

"When Aweng comes back, he simply wants to say hello to the eldest father. As for the noise from outsiders, if you are willing to listen, just let them make noise. If you don't want to listen, just tell them to shut up. Why bother to be angry with them as a bunch of rats..."

The First Emperor couldn't help but turn his head, and then he saw the bright and relaxed eyes of his eldest grandson. He couldn't help but feel light in his heart, shook his head and sighed.

"When things come to a head, my eldest father can't hold his breath as well as you, a brat like you..."

Zhao Ying then laughed.

"Father, if you care, you will cause chaos..."

The First Emperor glared at him angrily.

"You don't care..."

Zhao Ying spread his hands innocently.

"What do I have to care about? People are the elders who care about their sons and grandsons and worry about their sons and grandsons. How can it be my turn as a son to care about and worry about my own grandsons... "

First Emperor:……

After staring at him for a while, he couldn't help but smile.

He knew clearly that this brat was deliberately making jokes to make himself happy, but the anger that had accumulated in his heart still dissipated a bit. He didn't believe that Fusu dared to contact the remnants of the Six Nations, incite public opinion, and kidnap himself, but he was angry that this traitor was stupid!

He unexpectedly appeared out of nowhere and was used as a gunman for no reason, making himself so passive.

Seeing the ice and snow melting from the Emperor's face, Zhao Ying felt much relieved.

"Uncle, I don't know what kind of person I am, and you don't know yet? He won't harm me, and he certainly won't dare to disobey you and make it difficult for you -"

Having said this, he changed the subject with a relaxed expression.

"Even if he, my son, was confused for a moment and babbled a few nonsense words in front of you, my son, it doesn't matter. If you see him upset, just throw him back to Shangjun." Already..."

Hearing this, the First Emperor and Hei couldn't help but turn to look at him.

Zhao Ying:......

I just said it casually, it all depends on what I am doing, just like me, the son, is really plotting against my own son!

But fortunately, the First Emperor and the Black Manager quickly turned their eyes away and no longer looked at him.

……

At this moment, the old generals Wang Jian and Meng Wu, who had come in a hurry from home, arrived.

The carriages of the two met at the gate of the palace, and then they jumped out of the carriages.

Looking at Wang Jian, whose beard and hair were all white, Meng Wu couldn't help but smile and stepped forward to tease him.

"Old man Wang, why have you been so cunning all your life? You won't be cunning this time..."

Wang Jian glanced at him and replied to him calmly.

"Aren't you the same..."

Meng Wu:......

Suddenly, he no longer had any intention of quarreling with this old fox.

He followed Wang Jian with his head down, walked a few steps, and then finally couldn't help but open his mouth to test.

"Tell me, how will His Majesty handle it..."

When Wang Jian heard this, he couldn't help but pause slightly. He glanced around without leaving any trace, and saw that he was still some distance away from His Highness's guards, so he said calmly.

"You already have a guess, otherwise why would you come here to join in the fun..."

When Meng Wu heard this, his heart sank.

"You are saying that His Majesty will take this opportunity to clear out the holes and avoid future troubles..."

Naturally, he had already seen the intention of the First Emperor and wanted to appoint the emperor's grandson. However, the biggest obstacle to the appointment of the emperor's grandson is the eldest son Fusu!

The eldest son of the First Emperor and the most legitimate heir to the Qin Dynasty.

In the past, perhaps the First Emperor was still hesitant.

But now, the matter has reached this stage. Regardless of whether the eldest son is bringing the power to force the palace to go to the palace or not, it is tantamount to putting a long knife in his hand. No one dares to doubt the First Emperor's determination to appoint the emperor's grandson, and no one dares to doubt what the First Emperor can do for the smooth transition of the Qin Dynasty.

For those who dare to doubt, the grass on the graves has withered and turned yellow so many times now!

Wang Jian glanced at him, said nothing, and silently climbed up the stairs.

It wasn't until Meng Wu caught up with him that he suddenly thought of something again and added something.

"However, with His Royal Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson here, maybe things will turn around..."

When Meng Wu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, the emperor's eldest grandson is not only kind-hearted and emphasizing affection and righteousness, but he also acts in an unconventional and eclectic way. Maybe there will be another turning point..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be cheering himself up.

"Yes, with His Highness's intelligence, he will definitely not let himself fall into such a passive position!"

……

Looking at the two veterans who came hand in hand, the First Emperor couldn't help but have an undetectable softness flashing in his eyes. For those who dare to appear in front of him at this time, putting aside their own honor and disgrace, he knows how much risk they are taking under the calm expressions of the two old men.

It's not in vain that I took all the trouble to let them support Ying'er.

"You two dear friends, there is no need to be polite. Please sit down and rest..."

The First Emperor waved his hands in a gentle tone, and after the two sat down, he personally ordered the people around and showed them tea.

Wang Jian:......

Meng Wu:......

They looked at each other in a very tacit understanding.

The atmosphere seems a little different from what I imagined——(End of chapter)