Qin Dynasty: Father Ying Zheng granted marriage to young Siming

The voice was soft and very gentle.

"Um."

Shao Siming responded.

However, in the next second, Shao Siming turned directly onto his horse with all his strength.

He pressed Fu Che under him.

"Guru..."

At this moment, Fu Che swallowed hard.

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Chapter 104 Living Sword, Killing Knife!

Compared to Fu Che, she is now warm and fragrant.

At this moment, many ministers in the Xianyang court are getting angry.

Not to mention that some time ago, the whole Xianyang City was in turmoil, and the First Emperor killed thousands of people in one breath.

But now, a difficult problem is really placed in front of some ministers.

At this moment, he is in a courtyard in Xianyang Palace.

More than a dozen high-ranking ministers gathered together.

Gathering together late at night for one thing.

That was a reward for meritorious service after the successful battle against Baiyue.

In fact, it is not difficult to reward people based on their merits.

The Duke system of the Great Qin Army has been in effect for more than a hundred years and has already formed a complete system of rewards and punishments for merit and demerits.

All participants in the battle will be rewarded according to their respective merits and the number of prisoners.

Originally there was no need for so many courtiers to gather here.

But the reason why they are still gathered together at this time is because the Thirteenth Young Master Fu Che, as the commander of the Baiyue Corps, pacified Baiyue within two months and captured 40 prisoners. This is already a great achievement, not to mention the previous period. Time has also quelled Zhao Gao's rebellion, plus the killing of the invading Hu people. This credit is not commended now.

These two great achievements combined...

How to reward?

How to reward?

At this time, a minister in the other courtyard said: "Your Majesty has really posed a difficult problem for me. The Thirteenth Young Master is the First Emperor's Young Master. Now that the world is unified, his status is noble, and he is ranked higher than the princes and kings. He has really reached the level of title." There is no title, and there is no place for advancement."

"Yeah, it's hard to do."

"If that doesn't work, how about asking Your Majesty to seal the land and the city?"

"No, the first prime minister, Marquis Wenxin, has a settlement of [-] households, which is extremely valuable. Now that the Thirteenth Young Master has made such a great contribution, opened up thousands of miles of territory for the empire, and is honored as a prince, how much settlement do you plan to give? [-] households are too valuable. Is it missing?"

"If the world was divided back then, even if Lord Wu'an Bai Qi's military exploits were just like that, he would only be granted the title of Lord Wu'an. Originally, it was not necessary for the Thirteenth Young Master to be granted the title of Lord. However, now that the world is unified, the status of the Thirteenth Young Master has increased, and it is no longer appropriate to be granted the title of Lord. …”

Many ministers spoke to each other.

But no result came.

After arguing for a while, everyone looked at the person who had been silent.

"Lord Xiangguo, please say something."

A minister said to Li Si, who remained silent.

Li Si's eyes scanned everyone.

"You are all veterans who have followed His Majesty for many years. Don't you see His Majesty's thoughts?"

Li Si asked in a deep voice.

"What does your majesty mean?"

Everyone looked at Li Si.

The First Emperor often said that Li Si was even worse than Guan Zhong Leyi in ancient times.

He followed the First Emperor for more than twenty years and made great contributions in the war to unify the world.

Apparently Li Si had seen something.

"Now that Zhao Gao is dead, the forces that threaten the imperial power have been severely weakened, if not eradicated. The eldest son, Fusu, has a kind and capable personality and is deeply loved by the people of the old Qin Dynasty. Now that the country has been unified for several years, Fusu Mr. Su embraces the six countries and wins the hearts of the people of the six countries."

Li Si smiled and said: "Your Majesty is going to establish a crown prince, and the position of crown prince must belong to Mr. Fusu."

"hiss……"

Everyone took a breath of cold air, saying that Li Chu would lose his head.

But as Li Si was a close minister of the First Emperor, he had this qualification and it was not a lie.

"But what does this matter have to do with the Thirteenth Young Master's reward?"

One minister was puzzled.

"Although Young Master Fusu is kind, he lacks the experience of killing on the battlefield. Although the world is unified now, the power of the old aristocrats of the six countries has not been completely eliminated. There are still undercurrents under the empire's prosperous age. Young Master Fusu certainly has the living sword. , but we also need a killing knife!”

Li Si's eyes swept over each courtier: "Everyone must understand that His Royal Highness, the Thirteenth Young Master, is the direct blood heir of His Majesty the First Emperor. Although his position is higher than that of the princes and kings, it is only a higher position at present."

There was silence in the courtyard.

"Lord Xiangguo means..."

Li Si said calmly: "As long as you understand in your heart."

……

A peaceful night.

When Fu Che opened his eyes, Shao Siming was still sleeping soundly on Fu Che's body.

She seemed to like this very much and just used Fu Che as a mattress to lie on top of him.

Perhaps Fu Che woke up and alerted Shao Siming.

Open your eyes sleepily.

"woke up?"

Fu Che asked.

"It's still early. Let's sleep a little longer. I'm going to patrol the camp now."

Fu Che scratched Young Siming's nose.

Shao Siming got off Fu Che's body.

Then he helped Che get up and get dressed.

At this moment, Shao Siming's gentle hand reached out.

Wait and help Che get dressed.

Fu Che smiled slightly and said nothing, but his heart felt warm.

finish dressing.

Fu Che turned around and looked at Shao Siming who was standing behind him.

"Want to go on patrol with me?"

Fu Che suddenly asked.

Shao Siming's eyes lit up and he nodded.

"If you want to go, just put on all your clothes quickly. This won't work right now."

Fu Che smiled.

Shao Siming moved quickly.

But Fu Che's clothes were still very bloated on Shao Siming's body.

The two walked out of the tent.

At this time, the military camp was already in full swing.

Make a fire to cook, and the aroma of the food wafts in the air.

"hungry?"

Fu Che asked Young Siming.

Shao Siming nodded.

"Didn't you have enough to drink last night?"

Fu Che smiled slightly and thought about what happened last night.

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Shao Siming puffed up his cheeks and said, "I feel numb."

"Ha ha."

Fu Che stroked Young Siming's face and said, "You didn't choke, did you?"

Shaoxing shook his head.

At this time, someone had already brought the horse over.

Fu Che held Shao Siming in his arms, put her on the horse's back first, and then flew onto the horse himself.

Shao Siming leaned into Fu Che's arms and closed his eyes for a moment of satisfaction.

"drive!"

Fu Che urged the war horse.

Dozens of knights followed behind.

Start patrolling within dozens of miles of the camp.