My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 714 Prestige
In the dead of winter, the plum blossoms on the branches in the corner of the wall bloom alone in the ice and snow.

Such bright red is very eye-catching in this cold winter.

Compared to those red flowers that bloom in the greenhouse, fearing to be discovered, only the plum blossom dares to bloom in the wild in the cold winter, under the watchful eyes of everyone. This shows how proud they are!

This shows his bravery!
Feng Quji was wandering on the stone path in the garden. The sky and the earth were covered with white. Snowflakes fell lightly and wet the ground.

"Prime Minister, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Qingchen was wearing a fox fur coat. The shiny blood-red fur and the color of the plum blossoms in the corner were the most eye-catching colors in the silent garden.

Feng Quji looked at the mountain pass in the distance. The top of the mountain was bathed in thick snow. On the top of the snow, there was a magnificent palace. However, in Xianyang City, the magnificent palace was just a few small dots on the edge of the snow.

"Oh, it's really embarrassing."

When Zhou Qingchen heard this, his eyes rolled back and he twisted his thigh hard, almost screaming in pain, tears welling up in his eyes.

Then he wiped his tears with his wide sleeves and said, "Who says it's not true? Your Majesty is such a good person. Respect the old and the young, and respect the old and the young of others."

"Confucius is a saint, Laozi is a wise man. Your Majesty should follow these two."

When Feng Quji heard this, he got angry.

"Confucius?"

Feng Quji was not just a nobleman who cared about his reputation. He was a believer in the Legalists.

Feng Quji stroked his beard and realized where the conflict between him and Fusu lay.

The prince believed in the teachings of Huang-Lao and liked the teachings of Confucianism. He only regarded Legalism as a tool.

In other words, I'm not his type.

"Former Prime Minister Si, your contributions are great, but isn't he now living out his retirement in the countryside? Alas. Your Majesty only sees the people, not me." Zhou Qingchen blurted out this sentence again.

Feng Quji glanced at him coldly.

Feng Quji could not see through Zhou Qingchen's treacherous mind.

However, by allowing Zhou Qingchen to come in, Feng Quji had already planned to make Fusu unhappy.

There is no way. Although the history books describe the ascension of Qin II as a high-sounding act - Qin Shihuang abdicated.

But these ministers saw it clearly with their own eyes.

If the ministers do not punish Qin II for forcing his father to abdicate, how can future generations manage their families?

Although Feng Quji was very selfish, he also read many books by sages.

When it comes to major issues, you can still tell the difference between right and wrong.

Interestingly, Feng Quji opposed Fusu’s love for Confucianism, but he also wanted to use Confucian ethics to restrain Fusu.

"This matter has been decided. Your Majesty is proud and arrogant, and it is a good thing for him to suffer a little injustice occasionally. As for this infamy..."

Feng Quji looked at Zhou Qingchen.

Zhou Qingchen was stunned for a moment, "No problem, no problem, it's all Zhang Cang's fault."

Feng Quji stared at Zhou Qingchen's small eyes, "Zhang Cang again?"

"If the chief pushes this matter to others, the ministers may not agree."

Feng Quji waved his hand, "Just follow your arrangements."

After Zhou Qingchen left, Feng Quji wandered around the plum garden alone.

He was in a rather uneasy mood.

"It is clear that the left is superior and the right is inferior. Your Majesty insists on not following the rules. What am I doing wrong? What am I doing wrong?"

Feng Quji was pulling the petals of the plum blossoms.

Outside the garden, Feng Jie's figure suddenly flashed by.

The psychological shadow left by Qin Shihuang on his ministers was of great help to Fusu in his initial succession to the throne.

If this happened in another dynasty, and the succeeding emperor had a better heart and wanted to rule the people and be the son of God, he would die within three months. It would be due to illness.

Qin Shihuang established such an imperial system in which the emperor's authority was unprecedented and the emperor himself was supreme.

Fusu had just ascended the throne, and his ministers were indeed wary of him.

But now, both sides have understood each other's temper and have a general grasp of what will happen in the future.

In Xianyang City, in spring, there was a political struggle between the emperor and the crown prince, and in winter, there was a political struggle between the second emperor and his ministers.

Power is poison. Once you touch it, you want to hold it forever.

Feng Jie wandered around the courtyard, "Is father definitely right? If the world can be united, why should we stop His Majesty?"

At this time, a dandy young man came out, shaking a bunch of frozen persimmons in his hand, and his mouth was full of them.

Hearing Feng Jie sighing in the yard, Feng Jing subconsciously hid behind the pillar.

"Did I hear something I shouldn't have heard?"

Most of the Feng family members lived in the Feng Mansion, except Feng Wuzhe, who "pretended to be a hermit" and lived in the suburbs.

"What are you doing hiding back there?"

Feng Jing walked out, "I thought I heard something I shouldn't have heard."

"Eat, eat, eat. All you do is eat. You have no blood at all. Ji Bu has never been to the battlefield, but he became a lieutenant in Chengdu just by talking. And you are still eating persimmons here." Feng Jie looked at Feng Jing, feeling really angry.

Feng Jing opened his eyes innocently. If they had not had a good relationship in the past, he would have definitely secretly held a grudge against Feng Jie.

"Is it possible that something is going to happen to your Majesty?"

Feng Jie stared at Feng Jing blankly. It seemed that this boy was not that stupid.

Feng Jie quickly realized that he had said the wrong thing and began to look away.

"Nonsense. The New Year's Day is coming soon. What big deal could it be?"

Feng Jie wanted to leave.

Feng Jing's persimmon melted and fell to the ground.

Feng Jing didn't even have to think about whether to eat or not, "Wait a minute. Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Feng Jie panicked and really wanted to run away, "It's okay. What's the matter?"

"There is definitely something going on. It's a big thing. What does this have to do with the world's peace?"

"You heard wrong."

Feng Jie patted Feng Jing on the shoulder and said, "I'm telling you, if you dare to run out and tell others nonsense, I will tell your father later."

Feng Jing stood still and responded to Feng Jie's warning with a "Oh~"

Feng Jie left in a hurry, and Feng Jing stood alone in the corridor looking at his back.

"It's really interesting. This family is hiding something from me. They're hiding it from me. They told you to hide it from me."

Feng Jing, who was originally on vacation at home, suddenly had another job to do.

He took advantage of his beauty and bribed a few maids, and soon got the information.
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The heavy snow finally stopped in the evening.

A piece of open space had just been cleared in front of Zhangtai Palace.

Feng Jing ran into the palace in a panic, "Quick, inform him, I want to see His Majesty. I have something urgent to tell His Majesty."

Lu Shizhi was stunned for a moment. "Do you also want me not to tell anyone about this?"

"How do you know?" Feng Jing whispered in Lu Shizhi's ear, "You and I know this."

"Heaven knows, earth knows." Lu Shizhi took over the words, pointing to the sky above and the earth below.

Feng Jing was stunned for a moment, "Are there many people like me today?"

"You guessed it."

"But you still have to inform me and tell His Majesty that he must see me. Because my matter is very important, definitely more important than anyone else's matter." Lu Shizhi looked embarrassed. "What a coincidence, everyone who came today said the same thing. However, considering that you were His Majesty's halberd bearer in the past, I still have to inform you."

Lu Shizhi walked into the hall very reluctantly.

Feng Jing was standing outside the door. He had worked hard for several years and finally stopped being a halberd bearer. However, as soon as he changed his job, he asked Fusu's chief guard to inform him.

This situation was something Feng Jing had never imagined.

At that moment, he stood at the palace gate and thought about many things.

People are like this. When they stand on this mountain, they want to go to another mountain to have a look. When they reach the other mountain, they find that the original mountain is also pretty good.

After a while, Lu Shizhi came out again.

"Your Majesty will let you in."

"Thanks."

Lu Shizhi was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said, "You're welcome. But you'd better make it short, Your Majesty is in a bad mood."

"why?"

"How should I know?" Lu Shizhi responded.

Feng Jing hesitated at the door for a while. His Majesty was sometimes crazy. If he told this to His Majesty when he was angry, would he...

"Go in quickly. His Majesty has allowed you to go in."

Feng Jing's feet entered the hall before his body, but he turned sideways and said, "I... I'm a little..."

"Go in quickly. You are being disrespectful in front of the palace."

Fusu was sitting there reading a memorial when he heard two people at the door chatting animatedly.

After a long time, Feng Jing stood in front of Fusu, with a few goose feather snowflakes on his shoulders.

Fusu didn't even look up.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report to you in secret."

"Play it." Fusu's face turned dark.

Feng Jing hesitated for a while, but finally told the truth, "The Prime Minister has already communicated with Shang Qing Yao Jia and Dafu Zhou Qingchen to most of the officials in the court, saying that at the grand court meeting before the annual sacrifice, Your Majesty will enthrone Prince Yao as the crown prince."

After Feng Jing said this, he trembled with fear.

As a result, the person above didn't move at all, and he didn't even move his eyelids.

"Your Majesty, are you... angry and confused?"

Fusu put down the memorial and said, "You are the seventh person to tell me this."

"Ah? The seventh one!? There's someone else?"

"If you are the only one telling me this, wouldn't it make me look incompetent?"

Feng Jing touched the back of his head and said, "It seems to be the case. Your Majesty is very popular. If anyone knows the news, they will definitely report it to Your Majesty."

Feng Jing originally thought this matter was unbelievable, but after thinking about it carefully, it was all reasonable.

The so-called prestige is actually not a scene where the emperor stands in front of his subjects and soldiers, and everyone cheers and shouts "Long live the emperor".

In fact, prestige means that when a leader is in danger, his subordinates choose to follow him firmly, and when someone frames him, those who know the truth will report the matter immediately.

If there are not too many messy things during a king's reign, it is actually because many people have received his grace and are grateful to him. No matter where they go, they will turn around and thank the king.

As for shouting "Long live the emperor" in front of the emperor, even if you hold a baby on the throne, the ministers will shout loudly. But does a baby have any authority?

The spirit of "form" and "spirit" described by Tao lies here.

"So, Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

"Establish him." Fusu said in a flat tone.

"But this makes you appear passive. And this matter is obviously directed at you." Feng Jing thought Fusu had not thought things through.

"As a nephew, aren't you betraying your uncle?"

Feng Jing rolled his eyes a few times, "First the king and his subjects, then the father and his son, and then the uncle and nephew."

"Okay. Go down."

Feng Jing left the palace and saw a few stars twinkling in the sky.

He felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, it's okay."

By the pillar, a pair of shining eyes were looking at him.

Lu Shizhi came out and said, "Although I don't know what happened outside the palace today, I think with so many of you informing His Majesty, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Feng Jing shrugged, "Don't you even look at who is sitting in this hall?"

Feng Jing hurried home, and as soon as he entered his yard, he felt that the yard was much quieter than usual.

I opened the door of my room and saw my uncle and cousins ​​inside.

Feng Jing first clenched his toes, clenched his fists, and then forced a smile on his face.

"Hello uncle, brothers."

"You traitor. I have kept you in vain." Feng Jing had just gone out to report the incident when Feng Quji received the news.

Feng Jie pulled Feng Quji and said, "Father, forget it. It has already happened. Besides, it is my fault."

Feng Quji's face was dark and some sweat appeared on his forehead.

"It's useless, all useless. You young people of this generation are doomed to have no future!"

If Feng Jing could walk out of the Feng family yard and tell the emperor about this, the Feng family would have already lost.

It's not as simple as having a traitor in the family.

But in the eyes of the younger generations of the family, Fusu is a person who is worthy of them giving up their own selfish interests to help him.

This is prestige.

However, Feng Quji was still not optimistic about this generation of young people.

Because in this world, there are good people and bad people.

According to historical experience of the past thousand years, good people tend to die quickly, make the most contributions and receive no benefits, while bad people not only die slowly, but also commit numerous evil deeds and are left unchecked.

If you want to be a good person and live long, you have to learn the methods of bad people.

The so-called bodhisattva's heart and vajra's means.

Chinese people have no concept of Bodhisattva and Vajra, but this principle has long been integrated into the blood of the Chinese people.

People like Feng Jing and Feng Jie, if they follow Fusu's path, will suffer the consequences.

Feng Quji thought secretly.

In this way, in the first battle between Feng Quji and Fusu, before he could open fire, his gun was blocked by his own people.

However, this matter will not end like this.
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The next morning, Wang Wan came to see Fusu again.

Everyone is always so well-informed.

Of course, we might as well make a bold assumption that it was actually the same person who sold the information to various groups of people.

"If we want to achieve great governance, do we have to use these four people?"

"Your Majesty, sometimes kindness comes from harm, and harm comes from kindness."

"Things haven't even started yet, and it has already caused dissatisfaction among some people. Even so, Your Majesty will continue to do this?" Wang Wan, who was once full of vigor and vitality, succumbed to human nature and chose to compromise with reality.

Fusu's actions both moved and worried Wang Wan.

(End of this chapter)