Great Qin had a prosperous age

Chapter 484 This Bunch of Brazen People
[Spring will not come all at once, the earth will complete it bit by bit. 】

After hearing this, Feng Changan put aside his grandfather's hand and went to see the emperor.

Feng Quji glanced slightly at the door, and indeed there were many men and guards in front of the door.

Immediately, the hem of Fusu's crown uniform came into view.

"The humble minister pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor."

"Ping Sheng. How is the Prime Minister?"

With that said, Er Er walked straight to Feng Quji's bedside.

Feng Changan followed closely behind.

"Your Majesty, my grandfather has been in a coma for a long time and is still not getting better."

"Prime Minister—"

Fusu walked up to the prime minister.

This cry didn't wake him up, so Fusu naturally let out another low cry.

Feng Quji remained motionless like a dead fish.

When Fusu saw this scene, he naturally began to worry.

He had just planned to reuse Feng Quji.

At this moment, Fusu noticed that Feng Quji's eyelids were closed unnaturally.

Fusu had nothing to do in the past, so he often went to consult with the ministers in the imperial court.

He had seen Wang Jian, Dunruo and Wang Wan when they were seriously ill.

In this way, Fusu breathed a sigh of relief, he straightened up, the corners of his mouth were still slightly turned up.

Fusu then called the prime minister for the third time.

Only then did Feng Quji slowly open his eyes.

"His Majesty--"

Feng Quji slowly raised his eyelids. On the dark bed, apart from the candlesticks shining brightly, there were Feng Quji's eyes, which were very bright.

Feng Quji made a long sound despite his hoarse voice.

Upon seeing this, the Second Emperor immediately went up to Feng Quji and said:

"Prime Minister, don't move. I didn't come to visit you today just to ask the Prime Minister to salute me."

Feng Quji listened, and he continued to lie on the couch with peace of mind, moaning feebly.

"I have failed His Majesty. Now that I am ill, I am afraid that many government affairs will be delayed."

The second's expression was slightly frozen, and you knew you were still pretending to be sick.

If a farmer does not work in the fields for three days, it will not affect the rest of his life.

But once Xiangguo fell ill and stayed in bed for three days, it would have a great impact on the entire court.

"It doesn't matter. If the Prime Minister can rest for one more day, I will temporarily transfer the affairs that the Prime Minister is responsible for to the Chancellor's Desk."

When Feng Quji heard this, his eyes froze slightly, but in the blink of an eye, he immediately became like a normal person again, lying on the bed with white lips, as if he was even more seriously ill after hearing these words.

"Speaking of which, the Prime Minister's illness today is all my fault. The Prime Minister is already old. If he is unable to relieve himself because of his busy government affairs, and instead becomes sick himself, how can I meet all the officials?"

After Feng Quji heard this, the goatee trembled, and he forced himself to sit up.

"Your Majesty, how can I let His Majesty bear such a crime? How can I ask Your Majesty to apologize to me. I absolutely dare not accept it."

"If the prime minister can get better, it doesn't matter if I apologize today."

After Feng Quji heard this, he felt goose bumps all over his body.

"Your Majesty, how can this veteran deserve such words from Your Majesty?"

"I say it's worth it. The Prime Minister is lying on the bed, and he should be resting. This time, I said that the Prime Minister doesn't have to worry about government affairs, so he doesn't have to worry about government affairs. In addition, I have given the Prime Minister two doctors to attend to the Prime Minister's illness day and night."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, old minister."

"Feng Chang'an, you are a servant, and I will also let you serve the prime minister at home. You will not return to the Shangshutai until the prime minister recovers."

Feng Changan said with a horrified look:
"only."

After saying this, Fusu gave Feng Quji some more medicine and then left.

The Feng family's grandfather and grandson were silent for a long time.

"Grandpa, you just claimed to be sick here, and Your Majesty drove here in person. What is this, Your Majesty?"

Feng Quji was now sitting upright on the hospital bed, his eyes were wide open, and there was light on his forehead.

He stroked his white goatee and said seriously:
"Your Majesty is used to using soft knives. He came here today to force me to recover sooner."

"But my grandfather's disease was originally caused by His Majesty..."

The rest of the words were swallowed back into Feng Changan's stomach.

The root of this disease was actually planted in Feng Quji's heart by his second generation.

"Since Your Majesty is here, it means that Your Majesty still wants me as Prime Minister."

Feng Changan only said:
"If Your Majesty has this intention, you should not build a Dali Temple."

Feng Quji raised his head slightly and looked at the beams.

"I think there will be big changes in the DPRK in the next few days. Your Majesty is someone who can't afford to do anything early."

The grandfather and grandson had been talking for only half an hour when the servants of the mansion suddenly pushed open the door and entered.

"To inform the Prime Minister, Wang Wu, the imperial censor, sent people to deliver medicine, saying that he wished the Prime Minister a speedy recovery."

Just as one servant finished replying, another servant ran in and reported:
"Reporting to the Prime Minister, Dr. Gongsun and Dr. Zhao came to inquire about the illness."

Feng Changan naturally felt angry after hearing this.

"not see!"

The servants saw Feng Changan being aggressive, but seeing the Prime Minister's solemn and calm face, they stood respectfully on the ground, waiting for the Prime Minister to speak.

Feng Changan watched eagerly as the expression on his grandfather's face eased, and then slowly said:

"Tell the doctors that I just took the medicine and fell asleep. Chang'an, you go and treat the guests."

Feng Changan was naturally angry after hearing this:
"Grandfather, these little guys who act according to the circumstances, they refused to come when my grandfather invited me to do so, which made my grandfather lose face in front of Xiao He. Now these little guys see that you are respected by your majesty, grandfather, and These shameless people came here to show their courtesy. Grandson, let them go now."

"Chang'an—"

When Feng Quji's voice became longer, his face also became longer.

"I have experienced this kind of thing a lot in the past. This is what happens in the world. You tried to drive them away today, so what? It was just a moment of anger, but what about the future? Think twice before you act. "

After Feng Changan heard this, he slowly calmed down after gritting his teeth in anger.

"You go ahead. Be polite."

After that, Feng Quji lay back down on the cave under the service of the maid.

"Just listen to your majesty, I will take a few days to cultivate myself."

In order to observe the trends in the court, who can be used by me and who is not willing to convince me.

Feng Quji lay flat on the couch, but his head never stopped turning.

He was thinking that the two Montessori brothers would definitely know how Feng Quji got sick, and he wondered if they would come in person when they learned that he was sick.

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Xianyang City, among the imperial cities.

Meng Yi, accompanied by Gongsun Yin, Zhou Qingchen and others, was wandering near a building.

In front of a majestic building surrounded by blue and black palace walls, a group of ministers in formal court uniforms stood in front of the gate.

He pointed at the bare door plaque and burst into laughter.

In the huge imperial city, few people dared to speak so loudly.

(I only found out that the palace walls in the Qin and Han Dynasties were black.)
"Your Majesty's intention is to erect a stone tablet in front of Dali Temple to write about eradicating injustice in the world."

When Gongsun Yin heard this, he naturally bowed his head and said yes.

Zhou Qingchen said at that time:

"When all the government officials are ready and all the legal cases in Tingwei's mansion are brought over, then the palace can be officially opened. At that time, Si Kou can invite all the ministers to come to Dali Temple for the joy of opening the palace."

Zhou Qingchen, if the emperor hadn't asked him to accept this snob into the Imperial Academy, Meng Yi would not have let him stay by his side.

But after hearing his suggestion, Meng Yi was actually a little moved.

Even though Meng Yi came from a family of meritorious military generals, he was favored by the late emperor because of his extraordinary achievements at a young age. He would ride with him when he went out and accompany him when he came in.But Meng Yi also has his dissatisfaction.

His downfall is his age, he is too young.

Therefore, he can understand the situation of the former prince and current emperor.

When a person's status does not match his age, it will cause criticism from many people.Especially when facing some veteran ministers who have experienced many things, are extremely talented, and have made outstanding achievements, they will inexplicably fall into a passive situation.

This made the young but ambitious Meng Yi feel depressed after entering the court as an official.

As a minister, he holds an important position and is a court captain. However, when he sees other nine ministers, he always salutes them first to show respect.

Because he is younger than the other ministers, it doesn't matter that the younger one is seven or eight years old, but Meng Yi is a full half younger than them.

It was this young man who was full of energy, and the new official took office, and soon a fire broke out in the court to rectify the administration.

It's just that when others were in their prime of life, they couldn't even touch the emperor's feet, but Meng Yi suddenly became a minister. Naturally, many people were unwilling to believe him.

But it's different now. Not only has he secured his position as Tingwei, he has also become a Sikou.

Even so, he is still relatively young among the courtiers. As a result, he is even more popular among some courtiers.

Now Meng Yi is followed by a large group of people bragging about him.

"Sikou has made great achievements in his youth. Now he is in his prime, but he is already a very popular minister. Looking at the government and the public, Sikou is a person who can be on an equal footing with the Prime Minister."

Zhou Qingchen said this.

But after Meng Yi heard this, he felt that Zhou Qingchen was causing trouble for him.

Everyone knows who has the most power, but some things cannot be said directly in front of so many people.

Meng Yi has been a court lieutenant for many years, so he naturally knows the truth of being cautious in words and deeds.

This week Qingchen said such words so openly, which naturally inevitably aroused Meng Yi's disgust towards him.

Mengshi did not want to be an enemy of anyone in the court, but only wanted to be loyal to the emperor.

"Pu She, you can't say that. I'm just following orders. The prime minister is the head of all officials, so how can we talk about being equals?"

Meng Yi had a gloomy look on his face, while Zhou Qingchen just kept bending over and kept saying that he just spoke out frankly, but refused to say that he was wrong.

At this time, someone suddenly came from Meng's residence and informed Meng Yi.

Meng Yi was naturally surprised after hearing this.

"Sikou, what happened to Meng Mansion?"

Mrs. Meng of the Meng family is old and has been lying on the bed recently. When everyone saw Meng Yi's appearance, they naturally thought of Mrs. Meng.

But Meng Yi said to the doctors:

"The Prime Minister is seriously ill."

When the ministers heard this, they were surprised at first, but everyone understood what was going on.

These ministers used to rely heavily on Feng Quji. Unexpectedly, when they learned that he was ill today, none of them had any reaction on their faces, and no one offered to see him.

Meng Yi was an honorable gentleman. When he saw these people like this, he naturally felt aggrieved by the Prime Minister.

But it was Zhou Qingchen who came out to break the silence.

"Why did the Prime Minister become ill? When did he become ill? How serious is his illness?"

Meng Yi didn't look at him either.

"I don't know. It's just that after His Majesty learned about this, he went to visit him in person as soon as possible."

After Meng Yi said these words, the other doctors immediately said:
"Then I'll go to visit the Prime Minister together after I finish handling the matters today."

"Of course, the Prime Minister has worked hard for the empire and has achieved great results."

In front of the Dali Temple, where no plaque was installed, the scenery suddenly changed.

These ministers were all idlers waiting to take office with nothing to do, but suddenly they all looked forward to visiting the Prime Minister as soon as possible.

When Meng Yi saw this scene, he just looked at these veterans calmly.

Gongsun Yin said nothing from beginning to end.

"Siko is going to visit?"

"Brother wants me to go with him." After saying that, Meng Yi said to his future subordinates: "Yi will go back to his hometown first, please be patient."

Meng Yi felt so free and easy to leave.

How could he know what these people who were originally servants of the doctor were thinking.

They tried their best to please Meng Yi, not only because he was a Sikou, but also because once they entered Dali Temple, they were no longer servants of the imperial officials, but subordinate officials of Meng Yi.

No matter how important the real power and position of a subordinate official are, they are just subordinate officials. They are not as glamorous as being able to serve the emperor directly in the court and help the emperor make plans.

Therefore, they must do their best to turn Dali Temple into a place where they can sit on equal footing with the prime minister. Only in this way can they maintain their past power and glory.

In the evening of that day, guests gathered in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Naturally, they all came to visit the Prime Minister.

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Xianyang Palace, Zhangtai.

"Your Majesty, the two Meng brothers have gone to see the Prime Minister."

After hearing this, Fusu put down his pen.

"Dazhu Kingdom is really a wise move."

It was obvious that Meng Tian had already noticed Fusu's intention.

If you want to defeat someone, you must support them first; if you want to defeat someone, you must support them; if you want to take someone, you must support them. 'It's better for you to give it to me, because you are arrogant.

Since Montessori has great power, some people naturally hate him.

Montessori must be utilized to the extreme while the impact on its downfall must be minimized.

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Winter is gone, and spring is not far away.

The principles of nature are also applicable to human society.

Wait until the third month of the new year, the spring of the second year, when all things will revive and the grass will grow and the orioles will fly.

Many small buds have grown at the entrance to the tomb of Ying Zheng's palace.

When Zhang Han saw it, he felt desolate in his heart. Moss had grown on the surrounding stone walls, and the walls had become green.

The late Emperor may live forever.

Zhang Han knelt down facing the palace gate and bowed his head. Seeing this, the other generals knelt down and knelt down one after another.

Seeing this scene, the believers who were working on the side and resting for a while gathered around one by one to watch.

They dug tombs all their lives just to house Qin Shi Huang.

Many of these people have deformed backs, and many have sores on their feet and moss on their backs.

They stood there, eyes glazed over.

A pair of eyes reflected a ruthless man saluting a huge grave.

All the Qin soldiers present, without exception, were bowing to the late emperor with military salute.

They didn't need anyone to issue orders, they did it on their own, and their movements were uniform, which was the highest military salute.

Some people even shed tears directly. You know, if there was no war, many Qin generals would take the initiative to build the tomb of the First Emperor.

At this time, what Qin soldiers saw was not hard work and hostility, but endless sadness.

Their backs looked so melancholy and lonely, which made people cry.

Although some people are dead, they are respected and worshiped by everyone.

(End of this chapter)