Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Yes."

"Then you can go, I won't answer you."

"Is Fusu planning to take the throne directly?"

"Didn't you already know?"

The emperor stared at His Highness standing there, looking up at her young man, dressed in sword.

The only one who can break the rule of not going to the palace is the emperor's Tai Ah. Those who break the rules will be punished. For now, Yan Ce's purpose of going to the palace does not seem to be on her side.

...things are getting interesting.

The chaotic thoughts flashed in his mind, and the first emperor showed a faint smile.

Fusu and Yan Ce lost in the battle for the throne, but wanted to challenge the emperor. The docile sheep roared like a young tiger. In her prediction, Fusu was unlikely to change her gentle temperament in a short time.

Especially when Yan Ce chose to protect Fusu unconditionally, in a short period of time, he changed from a docile son to a rebellious son, and there was no way to promote the transformation.

If Fusu and Yan Ce join forces, one holds part of the military power of the deputy commander of the Central Army, and the other holds the financial power of the nobles. Together, they may really be able to cooperate and challenge the impossible. There are benefits.

If the boys and girls cooperate well, she doesn't mind playing with the children and taking the throne as the ultimate reward. With her daughter's current attitude, rebellion may not be a hot-headed act. She was dissatisfied with the emperor about a long time ago. .

"Your Majesty's idea is to allow Fusu to do something that may cause Xianyang to change again for the sake of the throne?"

"Yan Ce!"

Wang Jian took a step forward and said in a heavy voice, signaling the young man not to ask too clearly.

"..."

Shi Huang's slightly stunned expression stayed on her face for a moment, and Yan Ce's serious expression was imprinted in her pupils.

"Since you said that, didn't you come to elevate Fusu to the throne? Is this your long-cherished wish, or do you accept my proposal and resist the responsibility of taking the throne?"

"Fusu's state is weird. I judge that what she is going to do now will not benefit the country. I choose to oppose it."

"……that is it?"

The emperor seemed dissatisfied with the result and shook his head.

"Your Majesty's condition doesn't seem to be very good. I hope to reconsider the Crown Prince's challenge to His Majesty."

For a moment, Wang Jian wanted to remove himself from the Xianyang Palace. If the prince is a potential stock of a blackened tyrant who wanted to single out the first emperor, and the first emperor still had a playful attitude to teach/teach him, the prince simply wanted to "I want to fight" Ten", sarcasm engraved on the forehead, attracting hatred.

The decision Yan Ce made was to stop Fusu and Yingzheng at the same time. Fusu's changes gave him a clue, as she said, the throne will be hers sooner or later, and it is destined to be hers. Did the princess peek at the script.

Leaving aside the "Private Hot Weapons in the Basement Happy All Night" event that was imprisoned for eternity, just because of the little princess's state of mind that he couldn't figure out now, it was impossible for Yan Ce to rest assured that she would be promoted to the throne.

The most important reason is that the comprehensive construction of the Qin State has been rolled out. Road construction, production, and technology complement each other.

What Yan Ce cares about is not the size of power, but wants to support the construction that has just started and is on the way, shouting with a decadent voice, "Being the first in the world in infrastructure construction."

As for whether Fusu has activated the tyrant mopping up mode, it is doubtful now.Yan Ce can gamble with himself, but it is impossible to gamble with others to help Su 100% perfectly implement the general policy that he has laid out.

Countless people pin their future on the prince who is used to messing around, so he can't just gamble on other people's hopes.

at last.

Ying Zheng sighed, his soft eyes fell on him, and said: "Yes, I also accept your challenge. The premise is that you can do it, and you can do anything that does not violate the law. Go back and compile all your suggestions into a report. Submit it to my case by tonight."

"promise."

Yan Ce understood and bowed to salute.

Report?I have never written a report in my life, and the First Emperor never asked Yan Ce to write a report. There are some things that His Majesty wants to tell him in private.

"General, who is better to inherit my position?"

Wang Jian was expressionless, and chose the winner's team without hesitation, "Master Fu Su."

When the old man's voice fell into Emperor Shihuang's ears, she smiled and said nothing.

……

……

In the afternoon, the rain gradually eased and the clouds were thick.

The young man who returned to Miss Lingshi's study was about to write some theoretical materials and hand them in to deal with, but the moment he opened the door, his body stiffened.

In a calm and peaceful atmosphere, Shangguan and Fusu little princess played chess on the chessboard, and handed over part of the royal court's work during the game.

Calm and peaceful... If you ignore Zhang Zifang's disturbed face, it should be able to be described in this way, muttering the two completely different chess styles in his mouth, showing his murderous intent.

These two opposing breeds who can punch out their brains can actually be calm, and it's hard to believe.

Fusu showed a familiar warm smile.

"Ah Ce, you've come to Mr. Ling Shi's bedroom, don't you need to knock on the door?"

Shangguan focused on the overall situation, and the white piece between his two fingers landed on the chessboard, and said, "I've never seen him knock on the door before."

... Does this sentence sound like a little problem?

Yan Ce didn't have any problems at first, but the more he listened carefully, the more awkward he became.

Fusu showed a clear expression, but obviously he was not used to Yan Ce and Shangguan's relationship suddenly becoming so good, but even so, he did not express the slightest radical emotion.