My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 12
At this time, the Zhongchang servant next to Yingzheng came out.

"The king has an order, Mingxiao does not need to take off his shoes to enter the palace."

The guards at the door looked at each other in dismay, then immediately put away their axes, stood upright, and closed their mouths one by one.

Liao flicked his sleeves and followed the guards into the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, dozens of pairs of eyes fell on him.

He actually entered the temple wearing straw sandals.

None of these three gongs and nine ministers have ever seen each other before. Even if they came into the palace wearing straw sandals, they were all wondering, was it the same scene when King Wen of Zhou met Jiang Ziya?
What the king wants is Jiang Ziya?
What kind of birdman is he?What kind of ability does he have? He dares to wear straw sandals and enter the palace. He should show off quickly and show everyone what he is capable of.

Curiosity was written on the faces of all the ministers.

Liao saw the ministers of the Qin State, it was a bright spot.

These Qin ministers just looked at this country bumpkin calmly, and no one showed disdain on their faces.

As soon as Liao saw these courtiers of Yingzheng, he knew that it would be Qin who would complete the great cause of unifying the world in the future.

Qin State is much better than other places Liao has been to.

People here don’t judge heroes based on their birthplace!
When he went to Chu State, the king of Chu didn't even let him in; when he went to Qi State, the officials of Qi State asked him to bribe them before they would open the door; Don't even let me in.

In Wei State, the King of Wei was unwilling to give him the courtesy of a distinguished guest.

Since you are not even willing to give him the courtesy as a distinguished guest, how can you obey him?Since he refuses to obey his advice, then the King of Wei will not listen to him despite his wealth of knowledge.

After going round and round, Liao still came to the country of Qin that he didn't want to come to.

Qin, the land of tigers and wolves!The land of barbarians!

Liao strode into the Dazheng Hall with his head held high. He looked straight ahead and walked over to meet Yingzheng's gaze.

When Ying Zheng saw this person's appearance, he felt inexplicably at ease in his heart.

It is true that he is not as fairy-like as Zhao Gao described, but his eyes are clear and firm. He must be someone with ambitions in his chest.

"Cao Minliao pays homage to the king."

"Flat body."

As soon as Liao came in, he found that King Qin was different from the others.

From the moment he stepped into the palace gate, Ying Zheng had been sitting upright.He actually sat upright like a piece of carved wood.

Although this is a small detail, it reveals that Ying Zheng has no scorn for him.

If they met the great kings of other vassal states, even if they did, they would not be so serious when they met themselves.

Liao then had an idea in mind.

He looked at King Qin, he was really handsome.

But, how is his temperament?

The tiger soldiers and guards outside the palace gate all stood solemnly, and suddenly they heard someone laughing in the palace. This was the laughter that Liao made.

I don't know what he said, but when the court meeting was not over, he stepped out of the hall first stepping on his straw sandals.

Then he disappeared into everyone's surprised eyes.
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When Yingzheng was "humiliated" in front of civil and military officials in the Dazheng Hall, Fusu was also experiencing suffering different from ordinary people.

Before the sun rose and the sky was still dark, Fusu was forcibly dragged out of sleep by the palace servants to get dressed.

Xin saw that Mr. Fusu was asleep, and he didn't kindly wake him up, but just stared at him with a cold face.

After all, it is a child, what I said yesterday was forgotten in one night.

Does he know the purpose of the king giving him the official position?

The eunuchs worked together to carry him on the chariot, and then a group of strong warriors held torches and escorted him through the darkness to Shanglin Garden when the Li people approached.

After all, Yingzheng is Yingzheng, and he will not let him stop riding a horse just because his own flesh and blood almost lost his life in riding a horse.

He didn't even give Fusu any extra rest, and directly resumed all his past classes.

There is still a distance from the palace to Shanglin Garden. During this time period, Fusu was completely asleep.

He held Xin's arm, and three feet of saliva flowed, all of which landed on Xin's lapel.

Shin frowned.

How did he get such a bad job.

Originally, he wanted to work hard to be the speaker next to the king, because he admired the king, wanted to follow and serve the king, and dedicated his talents wholeheartedly.

As a result, the king handed Mr. Fusu over to him.

Fusu tilted his head and slept soundly, but Xin tilted his head and looked out the window.

He looked at the foggy mountains and mist outside the window, and thought that following Mr. Fusu would keep him away from the worldly disputes in the court, and maybe quietly accompanying Mr. Supervisor to study and practice martial arts was what the king wanted to do by himself.

The carriage was bumpy, and when Fusu woke up from the shaking and opened his eyes, he saw the bright red sun climbing up from the blue mountains, surrounded by dense forests, and mist rising from the mountains.

And he himself has already been changed into clothes, with armor on his upper body, long skirt and shin coat on his lower body.

He asked in surprise, "Where is this?"

"Young Master, have you forgotten? Your Majesty also said yesterday that you will resume all your previous studies from today. You must hunt quickly and return to the palace before noon. Sir will come back to give you lessons in the afternoon."

"Attend class……"

Fusu got off the carriage and saw a familiar place as expected. This place was the place he came to at the beginning of his journey. The horse pit where he fell was still in place, and his boots were still stuck in the mud.

"Why are you here?"

These guards were all arranged by Ying Zheng. They told Fusu, "Back to the young master, this is all arranged by the king. The king said that if the young master falls, he should start learning to ride again from there."

The spring breeze was quite sharp, and the cold wind blew into Fusu's ears.

Fusu was stunned in place.

How could he forget that his father was Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng.

Fusu looked at the ground, suddenly pulled out his sword in front of everyone, and then stuck it heavily on the ground.

"How can it be repaired!"

When Fusu stood up, he looked around.

Yesterday he just dealt with two eunuchs, not only was he not punished by Ying Zheng, he also brought back a speech officer.

Today, the people around him look at him differently.

When they saw themselves, there was timidity in their eyes.

Looking at their faces, I was afraid that I would suddenly be unhappy again.

As expected, there is no future in being a benevolent gentleman. You have to be ruthless to make the people under your command obey.

Just looking around, Fusu saw that the tall and handsome Xin looked like a willow tree, his eyes were calm, and he stood aside like an outsider.

She still holds yesterday's bamboo slips in her arms, and a writing brush and scraper are tied around her waist.

Xin couldn't understand what Fusu was talking about, but this move clearly expressed his helplessness.

Lin Xin bowed.

"Your Majesty has been painstaking towards the Young Master, please forgive me."

Fusu looked at the bamboo slips in his arms and reluctantly picked up the bow and arrow.

Who made my father Qin Shihuang Yingzheng?
After not riding and shooting for three months, I gained weight and my arms and legs became stiff.

The three masters did not want to teach Fusu too difficult things at the beginning. They asked Fusu to review the gestures and stances of opening the bow and stringing the string that he had learned in the past.

Gradually, the sun climbed from the eastern mountain to the top of the mountain. Fusu practiced for a whole morning. Without a saddle, he had to mount a horse to draw a bow and arrow; he also had to stand on a moving chariot to practice aiming. .

The pain in the muscles is secondary.

What was even more painful was that Fusu lived like this for the next few dozen days.

Ying Zheng is an education maniac.

When Fusu was five years old, he was pulled out of his mother's palace, lived alone in the palace, and started his nine-to-five schoolwork.

All the other brothers envy him, only he knows that this kind of over-learning at a premature age not only makes him more and more boring, but also makes him feel frustrated that he has to try many times in a short period of time .

Originally, most of the children of nobles did not learn to ride horses until they were ten years old. After all, only a ten-year-old physique could ride a strong horse.

But Ying Zheng insisted on forcing a child to learn to mount a horse from the age of six, and to learn horseback riding and archery at the age of eight.

Even the elite education among the nobles is not as strong and difficult as Yingzheng's arrangement.

After a long time, this kind of high-intensity oppression training brought Fusu to the brink of collapse, both physically and mentally.

(End of this chapter)