Da Qin: I became friends with Zhao Zheng

I was angry just now, but now I feel distressed again: "Okay, okay, stop crying!"

"I'm just asking for your opinion. If you think Fusu can be an emperor now, I will listen to you and pass the throne to him. How about we go out for a sightseeing tour?" Zhao Zheng held Yao Xing in his arms. Inside, he caressed Yao Xing's back, coaxing him gently.

Yao Xing didn't believe what he said. Maybe he had this idea, but he definitely didn't mean it when he asked. He just doubted himself.

He satirized him in a strange way: "You are the emperor, you can do whatever you like, what do you ask me for? If I don't answer, it will be ulterior motives, and if you don't answer, it will be disrespectful. If you are not satisfied with the answer, you will still be talking with your heart, a criminal deceiving the emperor!"

Zhao Zheng was so angry that he choked and asked directly: "If I ask you now, you should answer it properly, otherwise I won't ask you any more, and if you want to express your thoughts, stop talking!"

Yao Xing pursed her lips and stared at him, saying nothing if he didn't want to. Who is afraid of whom?Isn't it just a throne? If anyone cares about it, it will belong to Fusu sooner or later. If you have the ability, you can win!

When he lay down to sleep, the quilt would be underneath him and not give him any, huh~
Zhao Zheng was like a doormat. He pulled Yao Xing away a few times but didn't move. He didn't want to push Yao Xing away too much, so he just took the dragon robe to cover him.

Fusu came back half a month later. The majestic frame was completely beyond the specifications of a prince.Yao Xing gave Zhao Zheng a look on his face for half a month, and now he had to observe Zhao Zheng's expression.

It wasn't that Zhao Zheng was worried about killing Fusu. After all, he was his own son and the heir he had been training. He would feel more uncomfortable than anyone else if Fusu was killed.Mainly because he was worried about his health. If something went wrong out of anger, Yao Xing felt that Fusu would no longer be worthy of forgiveness.

Fu Su entered the palace grandly, paid his respects in front of Zhao Zheng and Yao Xing, and told him about his achievements in more than a month.

"My son has captured all the bandit leaders of the gang that bought and sold women and children. The remaining gang members escaped and are still wanted." Fusu was very satisfied with his achievements. He held his head high when reporting, and was very confident.

Yao Xing secretly glanced at Zhao Zheng's gloomy face and spoke first: "Fusu, you have appointed the new county magistrate of Yao County. Did you decide on the candidate, or did your father give the order?"

Fusu glanced at Zhao Zheng and handed over to Yao Xing again: "He is the head catcher who secretly handed the petition to the palace. Seeing that he was brave, resourceful and talented, he was selected as the new county magistrate of Yao County. "

"You can decide to appoint officials?" Yao Xing asked Fusu in a high-pitched voice.

Fusu lowered his head and was speechless, Yao Xing continued:

"You are a prince, but does the behavior you bring back meet the specifications of a prince?"

Fusu was silent for a moment and knelt on the ground.Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Yao Xing felt a little relieved. At least he felt confident that he was the future emperor and could do whatever he wanted.

"My son... I am guilty."

Fusu spoke hesitantly, as if he was forcing him. Yao Xing's fire that had just been extinguished was rekindled, and he frowned, ready to scold him.

But Zhao Zheng spoke first: "Get up!"

Yao Xing looked at Zhao Zheng with some surprise. He was not angry, so he just let him get up?Where is the usual temper of getting beaten up if you do something wrong?

Zhao Zheng ignored Yao Xing and sent out questioning looks from Yao Xing but never got a response. Yao Xing was so angry that he pinched the soft flesh around Zhao Zheng's waist.