My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 547: They are just tools (1 update!)

Since it is a big event, there must have been a small meeting before. A rough decision has been made internally.

As soon as the doctors under Jiuqing heard about this issue, they all shut their mouths.

Prime Minister Wang Wan opened the issue, and Shangqing Yao Jia said, "Your Majesty has ended five hundred years of war and has made great contributions to the world. His achievements are unmatched by his predecessors and cannot be matched by future generations. Your merits are higher than those of the previous kings, but I "The tomb of King Wen is similar in size to the previous king."

"How can such a big event be dealt with in such a perfunctory way? It just so happens that there are 500,000 soldiers surrendered in the Chu region. 200,000 soldiers should be transferred from them to build a mausoleum for the king."

"Two hundred thousand?" Many ministers couldn't help but widen their eyes when they heard this number.

"Two hundred thousand, it's almost an invincible army."

"How did I hear that the previous decision was for 100,000 people?"

The rustling voices of discussion were neither loud nor small, and seemed to be floating in the hall like air.

Chunyu Yue was standing in the banquet, and when he heard this, he already frowned. How can we use 200,000 people to build a mausoleum? This is too extravagant and wasteful.

His good friend Tang Bing, Duke of Dongyuan, saw that Chunyu Yue couldn't sit still and was eager to get up, so he pulled his sleeves to prevent him from getting up.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingchen immediately stepped forward and bowed, "Your Majesty has established a great cause for the ages, and the people of our country will enjoy peace for who knows how many years in the future. Not to mention having 200,000 people build a mausoleum for your Majesty, even 300,000 people are worth it."

"What's more, the Chu people have always been unruly. Keeping them in Jingdi is basically letting the tiger return to the mountain. The more Chu people who build tombs, the better."

Chunyu Yue's forehead showed two blue veins.

Upon hearing this, most of the honest and upright people in the court showed contempt for Zhou Qingchen. Zhou Qingchen saw it and didn't care at all.

Ying Zheng sat on a high throne, overlooking the more than sixty ministers in the court. No one knows what he is thinking.

Meng Yi had always studied both Confucianism and Legalism. He knew that the ministers in the court all advocated the method of tiring the people and weakening them. This method must be completely in line with the king's ideas.

There must be a better way to arrange the surrender of the six countries, but Qin will definitely choose the most harsh and exploitative method to treat the people.

This is to always put the people of Qin and the Six Kingdoms on opposite sides.

"Your Majesty, I have objections."

Meng Yi stepped forward, "Since two hundred thousand soldiers must be used to build the mausoleum for the king. According to regulations, the construction of the mausoleum must be repaired until the death of the king. The king is in his prime, so it takes so many people to repair the mausoleum. When will it be repaired?"

"If the arrangement is too long, I'm afraid the gain will outweigh the loss."

The rulers of Qin have all become rulers and are naturally wise. Although they enslave and restrain the common people, they will never be too strict. There is a limit to everything.

Let the common people be subject to them, unable to do without them, and impoverished because of them, but Qin also absolutely guarantees that they will not starve to death, they will be treated if they are sick, and they will not have to worry about having no one to support them if they are disabled. The children are dead, and the old man is supported by the government.

It won't let you get what you want, but it will definitely ensure your survival.

The same thinking goes into building a mausoleum.

You can let these people repair it, but it can't be built for too long.

Otherwise, no one’s conscience will be able to cope with the squeeze of their entire lives!
Meng Yi's words immediately aroused the approval of the courtiers.

"What do you think?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Your Majesty, when each of them builds a tomb, the release time will be determined based on their age. If they are already forty, they can be released after almost three years."

"As for those in their thirties, they will not be allowed to leave until five years have passed. At that time, their place of destination will also be stipulated and their family members will be required to move away from their place of origin with them."

"As for the young people in their twenties, if they are unmarried, we must let them settle in our Qin country, whether they are married or married. For those who are married, we must order their families to move here."

Meng Yi's method is already very fair.

How desperate it would be for so many people to gather in a pit without something to hang them up and give them hope.

This is the cruelty of politics.

One young man's words determine what hundreds of thousands of people will do in their prime years, and the results are clearly arranged for them.

"As for the follow-up, the released soldiers must find someone to replace them. Then prisoners will be drawn from the six countries."

"If a soldier who was released in the past broke the law again after leaving, he would have to build a mausoleum for life. Some criminals who should have died were also ordered to build mausoleums for life. If the crime was minor, it would be converted into a crime and sent to Xianyang as a king. Build a mausoleum.”

This is Meng Yi, quick in reaction and thoughtful in thinking.

After he said this, the nine ministers in the court could only blow their beards and stare.

Meng Yi was so capable that he solved all the issues that these old men had been discussing for a long time when they went back to find the retainers.

And it sounds like Meng Yi came up with it all by himself.

A voice came from above the throne, "Shan."

When all the ministers heard this, they immediately stood up to compliment Meng Yi.

Even Jiu Qing, no matter how much he hated this young man who didn't know how to keep a low profile, still praised him.

In this way, Meng Yi's prestige in the DPRK seemed to have improved a lot.

The bright autumn light fell on Meng Yi's confident and thin face, while the ministers expressed their admiration.

Fusu couldn't stand the atmosphere in the court.

I always felt that something was wrong. I remembered that when he was a child, he went to court. People in the court were not like this. They always said whatever they wanted. Why are they all hesitating now?

The voices of loyal ministers and remonstrating ministers could not even be heard.

The huge court hall was like a pool that was beginning to smell of rot.

Wang Wan has been looking at Fusu today.

Wei Xiang also sat quietly on his knees.

These two people had long thought about letting the prince, who had now accumulated a lot of authority and people's hearts, to restrain the king.

Over the years, Yingzheng manipulated and trained treacherous ministers, ensuring that all loyal and treacherous ministers in the court obeyed his words.

The king's power has also increased unprecedentedly in recent months. Because the war in Chu State was resolved by Fusu, the major troubles in his heart were eliminated. Ying Zheng doesn't need anyone to help him now.

Therefore, the atmosphere in the court has deteriorated rapidly in the past few months.

But the disadvantages of doing so are also obvious.

Loyal ministers and traitorous ministers cannot urinate in the same pot, and now they are forced to sleep on the same couch as two groups of people who are incompatible with each other. Naturally, the loyal ministers are not willing to do so.

Now Mao Jiao, Dun Ruo, Tang Bing, Chun Yuyue and others have all remained silent.

Fusu was considering whether to go it alone or in partnership with Ying Zheng. This kind of atmosphere in the court really made Fusu stop thinking about partnering with them.

When he turned around, he saw the Prime Minister looking at him.

"The prince has just returned from Chu. Didn't he ask the king for a celebration banquet?"

When Ying Zheng heard this, his brows furrowed.

Ever since he met the people around Fusu that day, Ying Zheng began to have trouble sleeping at night.

They also held a celebration banquet. Didn't this tell the world that Fusu had made great contributions?

What's hateful is that Ying Zheng is wearing a crown and the curtains cover his face, so he can't express his dissatisfaction at all.

Fu Su glanced at Ying Zheng and said, "My mother's condition has not improved yet, so we should postpone the celebration."

Wang Wan had a smile in her eyes.

"I just saw the prince, and he was more energetic than before. He was confident, as if he had a higher understanding of what he was talking about."

Everyone's eyes have long been on Fusu.

Fusu naturally scolded Wang Wan in his heart. This guy slandered me!

"Did the Prime Minister get it wrong? I've obviously been thinking hard and not coming up with an idea. How can I say I'm confident?"

"I clearly saw that the Crown Prince had just laughed at Young Master Meng." Wang Wanli said confidently.

"Prime Minister, why are you..."

"Prince, if you have a high opinion, please don't hide it." Wang Wan asked again.

Fusu's body slowly stiffened. He began to understand Wang Wan's intentions, and his face was filled with the desire to survive.

All the ministers watched the show.

Meng Yi was anxious, "Does the prince really have high opinions? Could it be that he cares about my face, so he refuses to speak out."

Fusu looked at Wang Wan desperately, "This guy is cheating on me!"

Then he looked at Meng Yi again, as if looking at a silly roe deer.

It’s already this time, and if you say you don’t have it, you’re really just hiding your opinion.

"It was just a surprise, but I haven't thought about it carefully. Now I have to show it to show my shame." Fusu looked at Wang Wan and smiled.

Wang Wan looked at Fusu expectantly. Ying Zheng stared at Wang Wan and encouraged his son.

Zhao Gao was dumbfounded. The king was kneeling down and holding the sword with blue veins on his hand.

Fusu looked at everyone. Everyone should have seen that he was forced.

"The world is a chess game, and war is a national affair. The post-war handling is more important than the start of the war and the process of the war. Whether the country will be in chaos or stability in the future starts after the war ends."

"So I believe that we must not only manage the surrendered soldiers, but also integrate the surrendered soldiers into our Qin country."

"Integrating into Qin is the fundamental goal. If we rely on suppression, I'm afraid these things will never end."

"The world has been settled. The people of the five countries need to integrate with the people of Qin. Let all the unmarried soldiers of Chu be relocated to other places and settle down in other cities."

"The rest of the people will consider it as appropriate. As for the reduction of soldiers, if there are those who are willing to join the Qin Army, they can also be appropriately recruited."

Wang Wan shook his head, "The prince must have a clever method, but he is just unwilling to confess in public."

At this time, Ying Zheng's majestic voice sounded in the court hall.

"If the prince's idea is to let Qin treat the soldiers of the six countries well, then there is no need to say it in the court."

The court hall suddenly fell into dead silence.

In today's court meeting, the reason why Ying Zheng was so ready when he agreed to let Fu Su come was because he wanted to kill him with his energy. Before Ying Zheng could find a chance, Fusu bumped into him.

Ever since he came back from the Chu battlefield and got those talented men, Fusu had become a different person.

After Fusu arrived at the palace, he intuitively told that something was wrong with the atmosphere of the meeting. He originally planned to remain silent and pretend to be deaf and wait to see what happened.

Who would have thought that Wang Wan insisted on asking him to say something.

And outsiders have no idea what the father and son are playing.

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Wan again, "Right Chancellor, I'd like to thank you for remembering the Fusu celebration banquet. You will be responsible for hosting this celebration banquet."

Wei Zhuang knew that Wang Wan was anxious and would go crazy when he was anxious; he also knew that Ying Zheng was taboo about Wang Wan using Fusu as a tool.

So he had already prepared countermeasures.

"Your Majesty, the right minister proposed to celebrate the crown prince's meritorious service. It is to help the king establish his majesty in front of his subjects. Our country of Qin will reward you for your merits and punish you for your mistakes. The prince has made extraordinary achievements. Only by praising the prince can you show that the king has a clear distinction between rewards and punishments. ”

"But because the queen is ill, this matter has been put on hold. The king loves the queen and the prince is filial. Since the celebration banquet has been decided not to be held, how can it be restarted."

"The right minister was just confused for a moment. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng openly lamented, "The right prime minister is old and no longer as wise as he used to be."

When Wang Wan heard this humiliation, his face turned pale.

Ying Zheng, who returned to Zhangtai Palace, felt increasingly unhappy thinking about Wang Wan's expression in the court today as he couldn't help but look at Fusu's expression when he was speaking.

Wang Wan and Wei Zhuang were both his ministers.

I didn’t expect them to value Fusu so much now.

Whatever Wang Wan was thinking, Ying Zheng could figure it out with his feet. He wanted to use Fusu to restrain himself.

"If you violate the taboos that you dare not violate, you really have Wang Wan. Believe it or not, I will depose him right now!"

Zhao Gao thought about it, Wang Wan was so courageous. He actually wanted to use the prince's power to restrain the king. Wouldn't this force the king and the prince to have a conflict?

The loyalty of loyal ministers sometimes not only fails to solve the problem, but also turns it into a troublemaker!

Zhao Gao snickered.

Lin Xin was waiting on the side. Looking at Zhao Gao's evil smile, he knew that he was going to get into trouble again.

But in the past six months, Zhao Gao had been as well-behaved as a mouse, and Lin Xin couldn't do anything.
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When Lord Changping heard about this, he was laughing from ear to ear.

"The King of Qin is ungrateful and righteous, and he wants to abandon people when they are done with him. But can he abandon the prince he personally appointed? Wang Wan is really smart, but he only thinks about the people. It is a pity that such a person is also under Ying Zheng's command. He will not get a happy ending. This person succeeds because he is loyal to the people, and he fails because of his loyalty to the people."

Changping Jun judged Wang Wan who took his place, with a lot of sympathy and regret in his tone.

Chang Wenjun has been treated by famous doctors over the years, and coupled with the favorable climate in Xianyang, his health has gradually improved.

As soon as the body gets better, people start to be dishonest.

"Humph - Ying Zheng is here too. It was because of the Queen Mother Huayang that she had the throne, and because of us we were able to have power, but in the end she abandoned us. I only hope that the Crown Prince can see his true face clearly as soon as possible."

"It's good now, we are not in a hurry. The loyal ministers under Ying Zheng have become restless. They want to use Fusu as a weapon, but they are much more ruthless than us."

The two were discussing when suddenly a bell rang outside the door. When Lord Changping and Lord Changwen were discussing matters, they did not allow servants to serve, so they set up bells at the door. If you are in an emergency, just ring the bell away from the door.

Qu Nan opened the door and asked a few words in a low voice.

"The prince invites the prince to enter the palace."

Lord Changping was once a powerful figure in the Qin State. Even though his title was taken away in name, many people still called him that in private.

"The prince is very proud of himself now. If he suddenly comes to invite you at this time, I'm afraid something big will happen."

Xiong Qi shook his clothes. He was only forty-five years old and in his prime. How could he be willing to drink and have fun with Mr. Chang Wen every day?

"Show off and enter the palace!"
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I'm afraid I haven't rebelled myself yet, but countless people are forcing me to do so.

When Fusu returned to Hengyang Palace, he was also on pins and needles.

Wang Wan almost tricked him to death today.

Ying Zheng expressed his attitude in time, and he did not collude with him. But what has happened will happen again. He was afraid that more people in the court would stare at him.

And when he returned to the palace this time, it was different from before. When Fusu came back this time, he always felt empty in his heart.

Although he had caught a few big fish and had these people serving him every day, this feeling was still not as satisfying as holding military power and dispatching troops and horses on the Chu battlefield.

After all, it is better to be a prince than to be... okay.

Fusu himself began to feel itchy.

But at the moment, firstly, the time is not ripe, Ying Zheng's prestige has just reached an unprecedented level, so I still promote him;
Second, I have no name. Although he also knew that sooner or later, he would take over the position of the future emperor of Qin. But in times like this, it is best to take over in succession.

This succession is naturally nominal.

The things written in history books are all false except for the time, place, and people who are correct.

The stories told by rappers on the street, although the time, place, and characters are all fake, the things are all true.

In history, few people have actually succeeded in succession.

Fusu had no illusions about this.

As the son of Ying Zheng, nothing can prove that his authority surpasses him more than completing a major event such as rebellion.

This can be regarded as the childhood homework I gave him.

No matter how outsiders plot the power struggle, in the hearts of Ying Zheng and Fu Su, they are always father and son. Outsiders will never understand this feeling.

The most critical question now is whether he has the strength to realize this nominal succession.

"Prince, the master is here."

"Please come in, Master." Fusu looked at the eunuch behind him, "Hurry up and serve wine, tea, and chess."

When Xiong Qi came in and saw the three-piece suit, three stripes suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"The prince is in big trouble?"

"Why did my uncle say that? We, uncle and nephew, haven't seen each other for half a year, and today we are just catching up on old times."

Xiong Qi drank tea and wine, and then they played chess until it was almost dark.

"What's going on? You're making me happy like this."

"I plan to set up a mine." Fusu lay on the seat.

"Prince, you are not a person who loves money."

"It's just that there was no shortage before."

Xiong Qi smelled something unusual, "So, the prince has encountered a lot of difficulties."

"It's not a difficult thing. It's a good thing that everyone is happy with."

"What good thing could happen to me?" Xiong Qi looked at Fusu with a look of fear on his face. This guy wouldn't have been a general for a few days and came back, felt what it was like to be an emperor, and thought about supporting him to ascend to the throne.

If he rebels at this time, his whole family will be buried with Fusu.

Xiong Qi began to get scared. He looked around him and saw two eunuchs kneeling there to serve him.

[The timeline of the subsequent plot will be advanced a lot. I hope everyone is mentally prepared. 】

(End of this chapter)