My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 48 It’s up to you, Mr. Changping!
Soon, the left and right phases also arrived.

Xiong Qi and Xiong Yi strided forward, swaying from left to right. They looked much older than usual, and their walking postures were only steady, not vigorous.

But even so, compared with the ministers beside them, they still looked very young.

Young means inexperienced.

When Xiong Qi saw Fu Su, his face didn't show a big welcome, but he had a stern face and even a sense of alienation. He wanted to salute each other with Fu Su, as long as he didn't break his etiquette in front of outsiders.

Fusu saw Xiong Qi, but approached him directly.

"Uncle, whether my proposal today can be adopted by your father, it all depends on you."

Xiong Qi's face suddenly turned pale and his hands trembled.

Why is this kid so blind?
If one day he is suspected of being in cahoots with the prince for personal gain, there will be no way he can get rid of it!

"Young Master, I have exaggerated!"

Xiong Qi took two steps away from Fusu as if he was throwing a plaster, and then walked away quickly without looking back.

Fusu chased a few steps forward until he was stopped by Lang Wei, "Uncle, you must help me today!"

Naturally, Xiong Yi and other ministers couldn't help it and burst out laughing in court.

Xiong Yi walked over, and a group of nobles from the Chu Kingdom came out of nowhere and gathered around Fusu.

"Fusu, you are really good. How can you say such things in public? Besides, you should ask the king if you ask. If you ask the left minister, the left minister will not agree."

Holding on to Yugui, he became more and more fond of Fusu.

Fusu finally knew how to get close to them. In the past, this kid always listened to the queen and saw them like strangers.

When the nobles of Chu State heard the words, they all spoke authentically.

"My son is going to court for the first time today. This is the first time in our country of Qin. He is really a young genius."

"What young prodigy, the young master is a child prodigy who came into the world."

"My lord, don't be nervous. Today, many ministers will be considerate of your young master. There should be no unreasonable old man who would dare to accuse you."

These tall and strong men gathered around Fusu, talking to each other.

Some dignified old officials behind him walked by one by one, and when they saw this, their expressions were heavy and serious.

Among them, there are Kai shape and Meng Wu.

Surrounded by these people, Fusu probably knew what was going on today.

He is such a big fat sheep, walking into the pack of wolves.Surprisingly, only the nobles of the Chu Kingdom approached, and no one else dared to surround them.

No need to think about it, the reason is naturally that his whole body as a sheep smells of Chu.

Xiong Yi's face still had a slight dark blue color, but it was much better than before.

The efficacy of traditional Chinese medicine is sometimes miraculous. In just five or six days, Yi returned to normal.

When the noble relatives of Chu State surrounded Fusu, Teng walked over with big strides.

Teng saw Fusu and saw that he was wearing a long sword around his waist. At this time, he was standing in a crowd of people surrounded by nobles from the Chu Kingdom.

Teng had mixed feelings about Fusu's actions.

Based on his understanding of the king, the king would not allow Mr. Fusu to be so blatantly close to the nobles of Chu.

As soon as Yi saw Teng, he immediately raised his fist.

Teng couldn't pretend that he didn't see these Chu nobles, he just saluted Fusu and You Xiangyi in turn.

The two had many disagreements secretly, but they still gave each other face in front of the courtiers.

Fighting among royal relatives is completely different from fighting in front of officials.

"How can the young master bring a sword into the court?" When Teng saw Fusu copying the sword, he couldn't help but think of the last time he and Yi fought, and Fusu actually used the sword to persuade them to continue fighting.

The son's heart... I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"It will be useful at that time." Fu Su said with a smile.

"The king will not agree. If the young master wants to enter the court, he should untie his sword quickly."

Teng advised.

Chang Wenjun thought it was strange before why Fusu brought a sword.

He bowed his head and asked Fusu with a smile, "Fusu, don't you want the king to give you the honor of not going to the court, not being famous, and walking on the sword?"

Fusu naturally thought too.

"Sigh. There is probably no chance. Father Jun said that if I finish my court this time, I have to go back to the Changnian Hall to study hard. I may not have the chance to go to court in the future."

Teng nodded, "Your Majesty's arrangement is right. At your age, you should study hard in the school."

Yi heard this, but was extremely disgusted.

When the young master goes back to study, where will he get the chance to get close to them?

"I don't think so. Mr. Fusu is eloquent and strategic. He cares about the well-being of the common people and frequently speaks out to help the state. If we suppress and bury this talent, it will cause immeasurable losses to our Qin State in the future."

"I think what the young master needs is to go to court a lot and cultivate such talents early on. Just like the king did at the beginning."

Teng Surong said, "How can a tame deer know what a cunning fox is thinking. Let him go for now. Sooner or later, the fox's thoughts will be revealed to everyone."

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Fusu looked down at his feet, the nobles of Chu State were his backing, and the nobles of Qin State were his foundation.

Neither can be lost.

"The atmosphere in the hall should be much better than this, right?"

Both Teng and Yi looked down at Fusu, and then they let go and left.

Fusu was left alone at the gate of the palace.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng's order came quickly.

The eunuch rushed over with his orders, "Your Majesty has an order, and the young master-to-be will go to court with a sword."

Fusu was finally released.

Zheng Yu looked at the three-foot Qin sword in Fusu's arms, with helplessness written on his face, but he still let Fusu let him go.

Zheng Yu stroked his beard behind him, thinking to himself.

It is said that the son is witty, but I don't think so.

Pretend to be smart.

This is the crown prince who has not yet been worshiped. The first time he went to the court, he thought about the honor of entering the court with a sword, and he might not know what to do in the future.

The one who sits on the throne now is the most powerful king of Qin among the Seven Kingdoms.

That was a person who came out of the killing and blood. How come the palace had been peaceful and quiet for only a few years, and someone wanted to incite the young master to start a bloody storm again.

Fusu walked through the passage in front of the palace gate with big strides.

You can see the Grand Palace in the distance.

The Dazheng Palace is not as tall and towering as Zhangtai, which stands out among many palaces; it is a very solemn and large-scale independent main hall.

Before ascending to the main hall, it is also necessary to lay out three steps with nine and five steps respectively.

Since the state of Qin became stronger and the first king Zhaoxiang, the state of Qin began to do such things.

Many of the palaces and etiquette of the Qin Dynasty were based on the palaces of the Zhou Dynasty.

Even the royal family's personal guard army is commensurate with the tiger and ben army according to Zhou Tianzi's guard.

The main hall is surrounded by white bricks and stones, and only the Dazheng Hall has such a luxurious architectural style.Because in this era, there is no such manpower and material resources to support the entire palace to be covered with stone bricks.

In most places, including the palace corridors, except for the paths paved with wood and bricks, the rest of the place is a naked piece of yellow land.

Only the Dazheng Palace is the most luxurious.

There are open spaces all around, and according to the directions of the gossip, eight roads are extended from the Dazheng Hall.

The closer it is to the ancient times, the more obvious the traces of the influence of ancient sciences such as "Zhouyi" and Fuxi gossip on the country.

The sky is as blue as a wash, with a few white clouds floating in the air.

Fusu took narrow steps and approached the Dazheng Hall step by step.

(End of this chapter)