My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 644 I want to depose the crown prince!

Your Majesty has a greedy heart and practices self-motivated wisdom. He does not trust his meritorious officials, is not close to the scholars and the people, abolishes the kingly way, establishes private power, bans documents and implements cruel laws, first uses deception and force and then uses benevolence and righteousness, and starts the world with tyranny.

Ying Zheng looked at these sentences, read them over and over again, thought about them over and over again, and the flames of his anger burned more and more fiercely.

Ying Zheng first grabbed the bamboo slips and wanted to tear them apart with his hands, but the bamboo slips wrapped with cowhide were really strong.

Then Ying Zheng threw the bamboo slips to the ground, stomped on them a few times, then drew out his Tai'a sword and cut the bamboo slips into pieces.

"Take it out! Burn it!"

When the eunuchs saw this, they were all terrified.

"What are you all standing there for? It's on fire!"

The eunuchs crawled over carefully, held the bamboo slips in their arms, and were about to take them out when Ying Zheng suddenly said again.

"Put it down! Put it down!"

Ying Zheng's face was as black as iron. "Send Feng Quji and Li Si here."

"only."

Looking around, everyone knew that something big was going to happen.

At this time, Fusu was still leisurely eating frozen pears and refrigerated fruits alone in the warm room of Hengyang Palace.

Chen Ping looked at the gray sky outside. From time to time, he could hear the sound of owls. His mood was extremely gloomy.

Just at this moment, Shao Ping came over with a group of people.

"This man's name is Sima Wuyi. He is the Junior Internal History sent by the Secretariat. In the future, he will supervise the Crown Prince's daily life and travel, and record all matters concerning the Crown Prince. Later, he will be handed over to the Grand Historian and the historian to write the history book."

Chen Ping looked at Sima Wuyi. In winter, everyone was wearing cotton robes, wrapped up like old bears in the mountains.

Sima Wuyi didn't look like anything special. He looked very thin, a bit like the iron official of Xianyang. He had a proud character.

"The position of Junior Internal Affairs has been vacant for nearly half a year. How come it was only filled today?"

When Sima Wuyi saw Chen Ping for the first time, he felt that he was a bit evil and dark.

Sima Wuyi bowed, "Originally, I was supposed to take up the post before Your Majesty and the Crown Prince went on their eastern tour, to record the Crown Prince's performance. But the late Queen passed away, so I had no choice but to stay in my original position. It wasn't until today that I was transferred here by the Shangshutai."

Chen Ping nodded, "Please follow me."

Fusu briefly met Sima Wuyi and learned that Xin had personally selected him to look after him, which made him suspicious.

Letter, is it still the same letter?

However, Fusu now had no time to deal with this guy who suddenly showed up and got in the way.

But he was familiar with the place and had already found a seat next to him and sat down, holding bamboo slips and a pen, waiting to take notes.

The original Shao Nei Shi was old and incompetent, and was deliberately selected by Fusu.

When Fusu went out to wander in the wild, he was too old to keep up with the pace. When Fusu talked to others, he was deaf and could not hear them, and he often did not remember things.

But this one is different. It can run and jump, and has sharp ears and eyes.

Fusu, who had been lying at home like a delicate beauty, now had to sit up straight and show his manly demeanor.

Fusu suddenly felt bored.

Fusu and Chen Ping looked at each other.

"You find a way to teach him how to be a Junior Secretary." Fusu's face was dark. He was very annoyed of people watching him. He was about to escape from this miserable Hengyang Palace and become the master of the world. How could this reckless man come out of nowhere?

"Return Sima Wuyi." "Yi" means happy. "Wuyi" means don't be happy.

It’s obvious that the name comes from the Book of Changes.

Or he is a historian. Is he the ancestor of Sima Qian?

After receiving the order, Chen Ping went out to find a solution.

Fusu sat in the room, observing Sima Wuyi's appearance and behavior.

But he was sitting alone, carving a small wooden sign with his carving knife very seriously. Fusu didn't care.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since the memorial was submitted, but why is there no news until now?

Just when Fusu was bored and looking up at the roof beams, Chen Ping rushed in. But when he saw Sima Wuyi was there, Chen Ping immediately pretended nothing had happened.

Chen Ping walked slowly to Fusu, and while sorting out documents for Fusu, he whispered a few words into his ear.

"There's a rumor in the Zhangtai Palace that His Majesty is very angry about the memorial you submitted. He has summoned the two prime ministers and said that he wants to..."

"What do you want?" Fusu was still very excited, and Ying Zheng finally got anxious. God knows how long he had been waiting for this day.

Chen Ping said three words into Fusu's ear.

After hearing this, Fusu immediately became like a lion with its fur standing on end. "Then let's give it a try! I've endured enough!"

Sima Wuyi pricked up his ears and added a few strokes on the bamboo slips.

Good, he finally caught up.

On the first day of taking office, the record of the prince actually started with this kind of thing.

Could this be the first and last thing Sima Wuyi recorded since he became a historian?
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"I want to depose the prince!"

Ying Zheng sat in the seat of honor and was furious with the two prime ministers.

"Li Si, draft an edict for me immediately."

Feng Quji didn't know whether he was frightened or dazed by the extreme shock. His face was ashen and he didn't move a muscle.

Li Si remained unmoved.

He knew very well that deposing the crown prince would lead to opposition from people all over the world.

Li Si asked Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, why do you want to depose the crown prince at this time?"

"The prince has defied my authority and dared to openly write to me to insult me. How could there be such a son in the world who dares to insult his own father? How can such a person be qualified to be my prince?"

Feng Quji looked up at Ying Zheng and said, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is the Crown Prince of Qin, not yours alone. If Your Majesty deposes the Crown Prince at this time, eight out of ten of your ministers will not agree."

When Ying Zheng heard this, he was completely stunned.

If nine out of ten people disagree...that means everyone disagrees.

What shocked Ying Zheng the most was that the person who said this was Feng Quji, the right prime minister whom he had always respected.

Li Si also said, "Your Majesty, deposing the crown prince is such a big deal."

"How dare you! The prince insulted me with words, which is so unfilial. How can you stop me?"

Li Si and Feng Quji looked at each other. How could the prince insult the emperor? He must have done something to persuade him.

"Your Majesty, we are not trying to stop you, but the Crown Prince is popular among the people and has a very high prestige among the ministers. Have you forgotten who led the army to conquer the State of Chu?"

"Who recovered the various schools of thought? Who invented paper? Who simplified the writing system?"

"The prince has done too many things."

Feng Quji reminded Ying Zheng little by little.

Ying Zheng began to sit in a daze, "According to what you said, I, the emperor, cannot depose this prince."

Li Si hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, please withdraw your order. This is a serious matter. If this news gets out, it might be used by outsiders."

Ying Zheng's eyes were stern. "I am the emperor. All land under heaven belongs to me, and all the people are my subjects. I can appoint a crown prince, and I can also dethrone him."

In fact, the conflict between the two professions, or status and power, of emperor and crown prince has existed since ancient times.

It just so happened that Ying Zheng and Fusu encountered this eternal problem.

In history, it was Ying Zheng who completely defeated Prince Fusu. He even did not appoint a crown prince for decades, completely cracking down on all potential opponents who posed a threat to his imperial power.

But now, Fusu really lived up to what the former Prime Minister Wei Zhuang said, and Fusu finally became the only person who restricted Ying Zheng's imperial power.

Fusu's position was so special. He was the crown prince, the next emperor.

A bloody storm officially began.

(End of this chapter)