My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Qin Ershi got from his father what he lacked in his youth.

He couldn't put his finger on what it was, but listening to his father speak, he inexplicably felt that some gap in his heart was filled.

My mother is not that smart, but she has always been my spiritual support.

In this gloomy palace, her existence itself is a rare ray of light.

Qin II stayed by the emperor's bedside, and there was no need for anyone to come forward.

It was rare for Fusu to serve someone so personally.

Of course, this person is his father.

One evening, Fusu was resting and sleeping in the palace.

Suddenly, a group of soldiers came. They looked nervous and whispered something to Qin II. Fusu frowned and gritted his teeth, "Deal with them all according to the law, execute them first and report later, and confiscate all their property."

Qin II, with a stern face, blew the horn to end this hunting game.

The next morning, he got up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Fusu came to Qin Shihuang to say goodbye.

It was a strange day. Qin Shihuang usually could only fall asleep at three o'clock in the morning, listening to the whistling north wind on the top of the mountain. He slept late, sometimes getting up at noon.

As time went by, the people in Xianyang City, when old mothers saw their children sleeping in, would say, "Do you think you are Qin Shi Huang? You sleep until noon and still don't get up."

Or, sometimes Qin Shihuang couldn't sleep all night, and only began to fall into a deep sleep at dawn, and only woke up in the afternoon.

The people in Yuzhen Palace had long been accustomed to Qin Shihuang's daily routine.

When on duty at Yuzhen Palace, everyone likes to be on duty at night because it is better to be on duty at night. The emperor would ask beautiful women to dance, and would invite skilled musicians to play instruments. Sometimes the emperor would invite his brothers to drink.

When people get old, what they fear most is loneliness.

Qin Shi Huang was once very cautious about everyone, as he was most afraid of someone getting close to him.

Now, Qin Shihuang was afraid that no one would be close to him.

He talked most with Ji Xin. Ji Xin was from Chu and could speak Chu dialect much better than Qin dialect.

Ying Zheng would tell him in the middle of the night that his Chu language was taught to him by his queen; and Ji Xin would also tell Ying Zheng about the stories about the knights in the martial arts world.

Ying Zheng told Ji Xin that although brotherhood is good, it cannot solve problems, and although chivalrous spirit is great, it cannot help people.

The so-called Jianghu is an environment where the weak survive. The real strong ones pursue money and power. Ying Zheng is very optimistic about Ji Xin, but hopes that he can learn to engage in politics.

Ji Xin learned a lot from Ying Zheng.

The older Ying Zheng got, the more afraid he was of loneliness and solitude. On the contrary, loneliness and solitude were endless, following Ying Zheng like a lingering snake spirit.

Ying Zheng not only chatted with Ji Xin, but also became familiar with the soldiers on his shift. He even remembered the name of every soldier on night guard and their faces.

However, among the powerful ministers today, no one is willing to remember the old Qin Shi Huang.

It was as if he was a non-existent person, an unimportant person.

Usually, Ying Zheng was very lively every night because he was afraid of being alone.

But in the past few days, after Fusu arrived, Ying Zheng had things to do during the day, which consumed a lot of physical strength and energy. He was naturally very tired at night, and his work and rest schedule naturally returned to normal.

Last night, he fell asleep as soon as it got dark, and today he woke up before dawn.

He changed into new, clean clothes and looked in very good spirits.

His eyes were bright and his face was rosy, but it was emitting a white light. There was a brand new glow on his cheeks, and he seemed to be more energetic than before.

His horns were raised high and emitted some light.

Ying Zheng seemed to be in a very good mood. The moment he saw Fusu coming in, his eyes sparkled.

To be honest, he is old now, like a child who cannot take care of himself, staring with his big eyes, waiting for his parents' love and care.

As soon as he entered the door, Fusu saw Ying Zheng and felt that the scene was familiar.

Ying Zheng felt a little strange when he saw Fusu coming so early this morning.

"have you eaten?"

Fusu paused, as if Ying Zheng rarely asked him such vulgar questions.

"——Not yet." Fusu looked at Ying Zheng and thought of the purpose of his trip. "I'm leaving now. Take care, father."

Ying Zheng was a little anxious and actually sat up, "Wait. Why are you leaving?"

"Something happened in the palace." Fusu looked at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng seemed very reluctant to let Fusu go, "Stay one more day. Accompany me, just one day."

It is hard for people to imagine that the First Emperor, who was once so high and mighty, would have to face his son begging for mercy one day in his later years.

Like the vast majority of parents in the world, they scolded and yelled at their children when they were young, and when they reached old age, their children left one by one without looking back. The parents lost their abilities and could only curl up on the couch, begging their children to spend more time with them out of loneliness and helplessness.

It’s just a pity that Fusu is like most children.

When they grew up, they ran towards the tall buildings without looking back, leaving their elderly parents sitting in the small mountain village, watching the mountains on the other side and the water that cut off at one end and connected at the other end.

Fusu also refused, "There is something going on in the court, I must go back."

Ying Zheng handled most of the major political affairs, and in the end he concluded that the Mandate of Heaven really existed.

Don’t worry about the big things, just worry about the small things.

"Stay for one night, just one night. Yesterday you said you wanted to talk to me about the Northern Expedition today."

Fusu thought about it and realized that it was true.

"Next time. I will definitely accompany you when I come back next time."

When he said this, Fusu's heart tightened. He felt like he had seen this scene before.

Fusu looked at Ying Zheng. He did not leave immediately, but for some reason, he suddenly looked at Ying Zheng for a while longer.

In fact, Ying Zheng has always known that his son is actually the same person as him. He always hesitates between power and family affection, but always chooses power in the end.

Because in their view, with power comes family affection.

His son came to see him with great fanfare, and stayed with him for several days, talking and laughing. Ying Zheng's intuition told him that it was not that simple.

Obviously, this is another reshuffle of the political situation.

Ying Zheng actually guessed most of it.

If Fusu wants to make money, naturally some people will die.

Every emperor is like this. When the country has no money, he first plunders the people and then plunders the merchants. If the merchants are also plundered, the country will be invaded.

happy--

But on this day, when Fusu was about to leave, Ying Zheng suddenly grabbed Fusu's sleeve and asked, "Do you still hate me in your heart?"

Fusu paused.

In fact, there is no purest thing in this world.

If there is such a thing as purity, it is probably sinful and comes from abuse.

Camellias are very pure, but camellia trees often grow in muddy soil.

The white crane is very ethereal and graceful, but it has to find earthworms to eat in the mud.

All things in the world complement and counteract each other. There is black in white and white in black. No one can be separated from the other.

Everyone is complex, not two-sided, but multi-faceted and three-dimensional. Before Ying Zheng, whether it was towards the queen or Fusu, he always mixed his own selfish desires in it.

As for the Queen, delay as much as possible; as for Fusu, make use of him as much as possible, but also be on guard against him.

In fact, during those years, after Fusu grew up, Ying Zheng had all kinds of thoughts about him, and Fusu felt very uncomfortable being suppressed. However, under such circumstances, he still had to grow up, which was simply very difficult.

But fortunately, we got through the most difficult days.

This is also thanks to his face, which helped him convince many ministers and people without using words.

However, when Ying Zheng asked about this matter in person, the memories came like a strong winter wind, whistling in, but then fled fiercely and quickly.

Those little details flashed through Fusu's mind.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Fusu looked at Ying Zheng who was sitting on the couch.

Ying Zheng suddenly became angry and started to curse, "As the ruler of a country, how can you be fickle? You just said something, but it doesn't count anymore."

"We agreed to stay one night, so I'm leaving now."

"If you leave this time, don't come next time."

Ying Zheng suddenly became very vicious, just like he was in the past, and his attitude towards Fusu was very bad.

Fusu looked at Ying Zheng, and for a moment he felt a little sad, aggrieved, dissatisfied, and angry.

All kinds of messy emotions mixed together, and Fusu finally left in anger.

Ying Zheng sat on the couch, very angry. He pushed all the luxurious objects around him to the ground and threw all the objects on the couch down.

Ji Xin couldn't bear to watch it any longer, "Grand Emperor, His Majesty may really have something wrong."

Ying Zheng looked at Ji Xin and asked, "Are the relationships between people just about using each other?"

Ji Xin naturally shook her head, "Of course not."

In the evening, Ying Zheng suddenly said something like, "Even Fusu doesn't want to pay attention to me and doesn't want to stay. What's the point of me living?"

Ji Xin felt a little strange, but didn't say anything.

It has been a long time since Ying Zheng started to feel sorry for himself and give up on himself.

He's been saying this kind of discouraging things a lot lately.

Sometimes, even Ji Xin felt that the First Emperor was a little gloomy and had a particularly strong negative energy. After all, they were still young guards with strong yang energy and could not stand Qin Shihuang's negative and pessimistic tone.

On the contrary, most of the time, they felt that Qin Shi Huang was very pitiful.
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But in the evening of that day, something big happened in Xianyang.

The empire had long begun to trade with the vassal states in order to stimulate the economic cycle within the empire. Since there was no cycle, then create one.

In the State of Liang, after King Wang Ben of Liang died, his eldest son Wang Li inherited the throne.

Princess Yin Man's son received half of Wang Li's land and was also called the King of Zheng.

This incident once caused a big stir among the vassal states.

The situation in Liang State was rather complicated, and the subjects and common people could only struggle to survive under the manipulation of Qin II and the imperial management.

Zheng State had the support of its princess and the central court, and took away half of Liang State's land.

The princes in other vassal states were greatly encouraged and all wanted to curry favor with the central court in order to gain benefits for themselves.

For a time, everyone in the princes' countries was greatly terrified. They could feel that the major event of the Enfeoffment Order was a storm that was about to come.

King Liang was once so famous and strong, but unfortunately he passed away early in his prime. Wang Li, on the other hand, was very famous since he was young. He was Wang Jian's most beloved grandson.

Unfortunately, Wang Li ended up like this.

Everyone had a premonition that an alliance of forces would emerge as the struggle broke out.

The vassal states paid tribute to the Qin State, but during the process, the taxes submitted by the Liang State were robbed in Sanchuan County.

Sanchuan County was guarded by Li You, the son of Li Si.

This is a serious matter. If the news gets out, it will cause another political storm.

Coincidentally, Zhou Qingchen was in charge of this matter.

This makes people feel incredible.

Qin II originally planned to live on the top of the mountain for a month or so, living like a caveman, so that Zhou Qingchen would reveal his true identity.

However, Zhou Qingchen messed up the task first, as if someone had deliberately framed him.

He was originally a treacherous minister, but now he had to become a loyal minister.

The group of people who had originally besieged Zhou Qingchen now had to clean up Zhou Qingchen's mess.

Fusu was curious about one thing, "Who caused this mess?"

"How could such good wealth be lost?"

"Do you know what I lack most now?"

"money."

"Without money, how can we raise soldiers and train horses?"

"Without money, how can we maintain our expenses?"

"The empire has only allowed business for a few years, and yet so many people have lost money in business and become paupers overnight, without even a piece of land."

"Tell me, who did it?"

Qin II returned to Zhangtai in anger, and Zhou Qingchen's face turned pale and blue due to the criticism.

The incident happened five days ago, not long after he took office.

But it was indeed he who was in charge.

What made him feel uncomfortable was that the day before the news came, he was being treated to a low-key banquet by those big shots and had a great time the whole night.

More than a dozen scholars and literati surrounded him and kept praising him, making Zhou Qingchen so confused that he didn't know which way was which.

But at dawn the next day, he was informed of such a big event.

Zhou Qingchen was so frightened that his third leg went limp.

He couldn't stand up straight.

This was actually a very small mistake and only resulted in a loss of money.

But the result is fatal and the impact is very great. If it is not handled properly, rebellion will occur.

Zhou Qingchen deeply experienced what it felt like to fall from the clouds into hell.

Faced with the wrath of Qin II, he was like a wronged stove girl, unable to say anything, but just shrank in front of Qin II with a wronged look.

He prostrated himself on the ground, feeling wronged.

I feel so wronged! How could I know that someone dared to rob the taxes paid by King Liang?

Moreover, this kind of tax was transported by troops sent by King Liang and the central government.

How could something this big go wrong?
Qin II was so angry, but Zhou Qingchen hesitated and couldn't say a word, which naturally made Qin II even angrier.

"How did you get this job?" (End of this chapter)