Prime Minister of Great Qin

Chapter 10 How can a man be so embarrassing as the eldest son? ! (for collection)
"My son, leave." Fusu didn't dare to stay.

It's just that when he got up, the bamboo slips in his sleeves fell out inadvertently.

Fusu's face tightened slightly, and he looked nervously at Shihuang.

Shihuang still looked indifferent.

Fusu sighed softly in his heart, put the bamboo slips back into his sleeve, bowed deeply towards Shi Huang, and then slowly exited the hall.

soon.

There was only Shihuang left in the hall.

Ying Zheng shook his head in disappointment, and said, "When will this stubborn donkey wake up?"

"I can't give you too much time."

"Cough cough."

Suddenly, Ying Zheng showed pain, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and coughed violently. While coughing, there were traces of blood overflowing between his fingers.

half an hour.

Ying Zheng stopped coughing.

He looked at the blood-stained palm with a look of sadness in his eyes.

Immediately, he subconsciously said to the outside of the hall: "Zhao Gao, go get a pill for me."

At this time, a slightly bowed eunuch entered the hall and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Zhao Gao was imprisoned some time ago."

Ying Zheng paused for a moment, as if he had come to his senses, frowned and said, "I forgot about this, anyway, go to the old alchemist Xu Funa and get me a pill."

The eunuch hurriedly said, "No."

Ying Zheng grabbed the white cloth on the case, wiped the blood off his palm vigorously, and threw it on the ground in disgust.

The vast hall was silent for a long time.

The sound of birdsong in the willow forest outside the window came faintly, but the heavy hall was as quiet as a valley.

soon.

The eunuch came with an alchemist.

This alchemist seemed to be very familiar with what he was going to do.

After entering the hall, after a short salute, he calmly took out a elixir from the bamboo box, put it in the medicine cauldron, crushed it, and mixed it into a medicine juice that was not enough for an ordinary person to swallow. In a thin bamboo spoon.

Holding the bamboo spoon cautiously, the eunuch walked up to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng glanced at the bamboo spoon in disgust, but finally heaved a deep sigh and brought the bamboo spoon to his mouth.

squeak.

The juice is sucked into the mouth.

In an instant, Yingzheng's pale face became a little more bloody, and his eyes also became a little more radiant.

at this time.

The alchemist bowed to the first emperor, and left in the air.

Ying Zheng let out a long sigh, as if thinking of something, he straightened his back, looked at the eunuch below, and asked, "Did Xu Fu ever say when he would be able to go to sea?"

The eunuch's expression became tense, and he said anxiously: "Go back to Your Majesty, I don't know."

Ying Zheng glanced at the eunuch who replaced Zhao Gao, and frowned, but he didn't criticize.

It was less than ten days since this eunuch replaced Zhao Gao, so how could he be more handy than Zhao Gao who had served him for decades?
Ying Zheng said coldly, "Go down first."

"Take out this white towel and burn it, so that no one else will notice."

"No." The eunuch agreed.

Looking at the eunuch's leaving figure, Ying Zheng's expression suddenly darkened.

This eunuch was not easy for him to use.

On the one hand, he has a physical condition, which is of great importance and cannot be easily known to the outside world.

On the other hand, he didn't have time for the eunuch to get used to it.

In one thought.

He already wanted to pardon Zhao Gao!
Zhao Gao's crimes have already resulted in death.

Meng Yi even wrote letters many times, displaying Zhao Gao's crimes, and wanted to convict Zhao Gao of death.

It's just that he was suppressed.

Ying Zheng sat down solemnly, pondered for a while, and finally shelved this idea. Zhao Gaofei couldn't forgive him, but he didn't want to for the time being. What do you think?
at least
There is no pardon now.

"Once a person is sick, his heart is also sad."

"I, after all, I'm just a vulgar person!"

Ying Zheng shook his head, put the sorrow in his heart behind him, and continued to critique the memorial at his desk.

Today's world is not peaceful, and Fusu still has a long way to go before he can truly be on his own.

What he can do is to solve as many difficult things as possible, buy more time for Fusu to grow up, and leave Fusu a relatively stable world.

As for whether Fusu can understand his good intentions in the future, he doesn't care.

As a father, he only wants his children to be safe and sound.

Lama Temple.

Fusu was very depressed.

He knew that he had let his father down again.

As the eldest son of the first emperor, he knew the nature of the first emperor very well.

In the past, I had often provoked Shihuang to be angry, but once Shihuang swears, he basically would not care about it, but this time it was not the case. Father was not as angry as usual, but instead reasoned with himself very earnestly.

This scares him a little.

Especially thinking about what Zhang Cang said, I feel even more panicked.

Fusu sat on the table with a painful expression, and kept thinking about the past teachings of the first emperor in his mind.

The more I think about it, the more regretful and sad I am.

Shi Huang has done so much for him, instead of sharing his worries and worries for Shi Huang, he has been adding trouble to Shi Huang.

How can such an eldest son be worthy of him?
If he could listen to his father's teachings, be able to think a little bit about power, know how to weigh the pros and cons, and judge the situation, how could he anger his father again and again?How can you be blinded by the appearance of affairs again and again?
Father is old.

How can he continue to be willful?
Standing facing south, facing the direction of Xianyang Palace, Fusu knelt down solemnly, bowed and kowtowed three times, with bloodstains oozing from his forehead, and in a stagnant and bleak voice, he said loudly: "My minister Fusu Being unfilial has made the royal father bother, and from today onwards, I will change my mind and never let the royal father down again."

"The world learns from it!"

Fusu sat back on the table again, ignored the pain on his forehead, took out the written memorial from his sleeve, he did not open it, put it beside him casually, and said to himself: "The reason why the father objected must be There are schemes involved, and I didn't like schemes in the past, so it was hard to get a clue."

"If you want to truly understand, you can only comprehend it yourself."

"On the power of tempering insight, "Han Feizi" is the first."

Fusu looked at the piles of "The Book of Songs", "Shangshu", and "Spring and Autumn" on the case, with a trace of struggle and hesitation in his eyes, and finally his expression became firm.

With a wave of his sleeve, he pushed all the bamboo slips on the case to the bottom of the case without leaving any bamboo slips on the case. Then he took out the "Han Feizi" that had been left on the table and put it solemnly on the case. He also took out a blank bamboo slip and began to carefully read it. study up.

That night.

After several hours of reading through, Fusu has finished reading "Han Feizi".

I also have a preliminary understanding of the art of conspiracy.

He closed "Han Feizi" and closed his eyes at the same time, thinking about it in his mind, he had a preliminary understanding of what the first emperor did.

a long time.

Fusu opened his eyes, and said with a sense of loss: "The reason why the father is not allowed is not because I don't know people well, but because I am worried that I will not be able to control them. Ji Heng has such a deep understanding of the court situation. How can I suppress my mediocrity? I will only suffer from it."

"But aren't you here, Father?"

"you"

Fusu lowered his head, looking very sad.

Eye sockets are moist.

a long time.

Fusu regained his energy and thought about another matter. After thinking for a while, he still had no clue, and murmured: "I have a preliminary understanding of the art of scheming, but I can only get a superficial insight into it. It’s still a bit unclear if it’s because of me burning books and killing Confucian scholars.”

"That's it."

"Go and listen to what Ji Heng has to say tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)