I and the King of Qin Sweep Liuhe

When Zhao Zheng was thinking about it, Ying Zheng suddenly said, "By the way, where did you raise that child of Chengyu?"

"Lanchi Palace. Do you want to see it, sir? If you go, the students will accompany you."

"Okay." Ying Zheng got up and put on his clothes. The large black gold robe was draped over his body, and the hem of the clothes fell slowly. Why adopt this child?"

Ying Zheng turned around, and Zhao Zheng took a step back slightly, looking at him with quiet eyes.But when Ying Zheng saw the still water running deep under those eyes, this young man was far from being as calm as he looked.

Ying Zheng vaguely guessed Zhao Zheng's purpose for doing this, and he had a headache.He didn't know whether Zhao Zheng was serious or impulsive, he hoped it was the latter.

If it was the former, Ying Zheng would rather have never met Zhao Zheng, let alone interfere with his fate. The fact that Zhao Zheng likes men is enough to give him a headache, and if there is another heir, he wants to get into Zhao Zheng directly. In the shell of the six kingdoms, I will be the emperor again.

He said: "You don't need to tell me if you are determined in your heart, but you are sitting in the position of King Qin, your affairs are the affairs of Qin State, and sometimes, you are not the only one who has the final say."

A trace of sadness flashed in Zhao Zheng's eyes: "The students know."

On the way to Lanchi Palace, Ying Zheng and Zhao Zheng sat on the same chariot and chatted about the baby's name.

Not long after he was born, he has not yet been named.Zhao Zhengdao: "The students read "Zheng Feng" and chose a name. I don't know what you think of it."

Yingzheng's eyelids twitched: "There is Fusu on the mountain?"

Zhao Zheng: "..."

Sir, you can really read minds.

Zhao Zheng: "How about the name Fusu?"

Ying Zheng: "Yes, can I change it?"

Zhao Zheng: "...Mister doesn't like it? Then I'll think about it, or would you like one?"

Ying Zheng nodded, resting the back of his hand on his chin: "I'll think about it."

But his thoughts drifted away, and he couldn't help but return to the bloody storm of his previous life.

Among the many children, only Fusu is valued by him, and Hu Hai is loved by him.For the rest of the children, to be honest, there were so many that he would admit his mistakes occasionally, and some of them had no sense of existence and couldn't even be called by their names.

However, although Fusu is elegant and sensible, his temperament is too gentle, some things are not decisive enough, and he doesn't see far enough.Whether it is burning books or cheating alchemists, in the final analysis, the crime lies in the time, and the merit lies in the future.If people's hearts are not unified, how can the world be unified?

It's a pity that Fusu couldn't see so much, even if he told Fusu the pros and cons of it, Fusu still insisted on his own opinion.

Ying Zheng once felt that he was pedantic and was spoiled by those Confucian ethos, so he had great opinions on Fusu.

Now that I think about it calmly, perhaps I can only use one sentence to explain the complicated conflict between their father and son - different ways, not conspiring with each other.

A real emperor is a master of talent, hegemony and kingliness at the same time, everything should be adjusted according to the current situation, instead of blindly sticking to a certain law.

Fusu was too obsessed with benevolent government, and his heart was too benevolent. Yingzheng was not at ease when Qin was handed over to him.The civil servants and military generals in the court, whoever can get in front of him and say a few words, is not a top-notch person. If there is really a conspiracy, even if Fusu can suppress it for a while, can it be suppressed for a lifetime?With that benevolent temperament, I am afraid that others will take power away.

However, in his life, none of these things could be repeated, and everything could only be regarded as a hypothesis. What future generations saw was just a short-lived dynasty.

Ying Zheng rubbed the center of his brows, and sighed invisibly.It's all over, and it doesn't make sense to think about it again. The lonely family is not screaming for nothing, and it's good to end up clean.

In a blink of an eye, I arrived at the Lanchi Palace.

Only then did Ying Zheng remember the matter of choosing a name, and he simply said, "Since you like Zheng Feng, let's name him Zheng."

Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "Zhao Zheng?"

It was only when Ying Zheng came to his senses that he patted his forehead: "I forgot."

I didn't even notice the harmonics, and it's rare to be distracted like this.

Zhao Zheng saw that he was absent-minded, so he didn't force him, and took him to see the baby.

The little guy just woke up, with a pair of big round eyes, watery and cute.At Zhao Zheng's age, his understanding of children was still hazy, and he didn't have much feeling, but Ying Zheng teased him for a while.

"Mister seems to like children very much." Zhao Zheng said.

Ying Zheng squeezed the child's little hand, and didn't notice Zhao Zheng's frustrated tone. In his last life, he had always had a cold relationship with his family, and he didn't like children until he was older. Hu Hai is an example.

Ying Zheng said: "Of course I like it. Besides, he will be your eldest son, Ai Wu Ji Wu."

Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard Ai Wu and Wu Shi, and he pursed his lips secretly: "The courtiers all say that this is a problem of raising tigers, don't you think so?"

"It's okay to adopt, it has happened in ancient times. Besides, if your heir is useless in the future, I hope this child is a tiger, right?" Ying Zheng poked the child's chubby face , eyes bent into a beautiful arc, "These thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are full of civil and military affairs, if they are not handed over to the tiger, should they be handed over to the sheep?"

That is the death of another second generation.

"Mister understands me. I hope this kid is a tiger." Zhao Zheng smiled, "How about calling him Zhao Hu?"

Ying Zheng blinked, "It seems a bit vulgar..." He thought about it seriously, "On the first day of the first month, the king came to the court and issued a constitution to issue orders to the country. Let's call him Zhao Xian."

Looking back and seeing Zhao Zheng smiling slyly, Ying Zheng couldn't help squinting his eyes, only to realize that "Zhao Hu" was teasing him: "Do you even dare to tease Mr.?"

"Don't dare." Zhao Zheng became obedient all of a sudden, and changed the subject: "This name is good. The student was born in the first month, and his father named him Zheng. The state of Qin respects the law. According to the law of Qin, the king promulgates a newly revised law on the first day of the first month every year. Constitutional laws and regulations, orders and prohibitions are for administration. The word Mr. used has a profound meaning.”

Yingzheng does have this meaning. The constitution comes from the king and is carried out in the world. No one dares not to be a minister on the shore of the land.None of the bunch of children in the previous life satisfied him, so let's put some wishes on this name.

Looking at the child's black and clear eyes, he couldn't help but think of his younger brother's pair of inverted triangle eyes, and said: "Cheng Yu can give birth to such a beautiful child."

After Cheng Yu conspired against him in his previous life, his child was also executed, so Ying Zheng naturally never saw him.

Zhao Zheng said with a smile: "Madam Zheng is a beauty, so naturally she can't be bad."

"Really?" Ying Zheng had no impression of Mrs. Cheng Yu, he pinched Zhao Xian's chubby face, and sighed lightly: "Look at your luck."

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More than 20 days later, the young prince Zhao Xian's full moon banquet was held in Xianyang Palace. It was very grand, and all the officials came to congratulate and give gifts.

A golden platform was set up on the imperial steps outside Xianyang Palace. From top to bottom sat the king of Qin and his important ministers, and further down was a vermilion platform, where beauties danced on drums and unfurled three thousand water sleeves.Further down is the large square, where many courtiers and guests are seated, even hostages from other countries are also invited.

After a ceremony, everyone was free to drink slowly.

Yingzheng was still next to Mr. Changping. Mr. Changping asked him what kind of wine he likes to drink and what kind of food he likes to eat. Leaning close to Yingzheng, the thief said: "Mr. Chang'an is very popular with the King recently."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "What?"

Changping Jundao: "It's nothing, just to remind you, some people will be jealous."

Ying Zheng's gaze stayed on Li Si for a moment, then turned back slightly: "I don't understand very well." Mr. Changping saw that he seemed to really understand, and said: "The people in the court have used more tricks. , be careful, don't recklessly eat things given by others, don't recklessly promise to do things for others, if there is anything wrong, come to me."

Mr. Changping patted his chest, "Whoever bullies you, I will deal with them!"

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "I'm so kind, I appreciate it."

Don't look at Mr. Changping who talks a lot like a woman, he usually looks like a good old man, stupid, making people think that he has no chest and got mixed up by his relationship with the King of Qin.

Actually not.

In the position of Xiangbang, in addition to assisting the King of Qin in handling complicated government affairs, he also had to coordinate the relationship among many courtiers, so that they could neither form cliques for personal gain nor alienate themselves from morality.In Yingzheng's life, Lord Changping served as Xiangbang for 11 years. If he hadn't been expelled from the center of power by him because of the involvement of Chu State, it might have been longer.

This person's intelligence is as great as his stupidity. Others can't see it, but Ying Zheng and Zhao Zheng can see it.

"It's good that you know what's in your heart! I'm here for everything!" Mr. Changping waved his hand and returned to the state of the eighth woman: "I don't know what you like, otherwise I would have given you some gifts."

Ying Zheng said: "I like gold and beautiful jade."

People who don't like him will be excluded in the court. Ying Zheng knows this truth well. He doesn't want to show himself too much, which will only cause unnecessary jealousy and trouble.

"Really?" Mr. Changping was slightly surprised, "Then I'll give you a little gift later!"

"Okay." Ying Zheng was disrespectful.

At present, in the eyes of most people, he is just a son of Wei Guo who is loved by King Qin for no reason.

However, the few ministers who had worked their way up to high positions in Qin State's officialdom, including Lord Changping, actually smelled a hint of danger in this young man.

The aura resembled King Qin very much, so everyone wisely didn't provoke him.

Yingzheng and Lord Changping chatted casually for a while, before arching their sleeves a little: "I feel a little unwell, so excuse me first."

Mr. Changping knew how annoying his words were, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "Did you drink too much, right? Go! You'll feel better after you vomit! I'll ask someone to get you some barley porridge!"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, and quietly withdrew from the banquet. He felt something when he walked down the side steps, and turned his head to meet Zhao Zheng's eyes.The young man was wearing a black and gold-patterned dress and was sitting upright, with a dull expression on his face. He was looking at him unblinkingly with shallow eyes, and raised his left eyebrow mischievously. The originally solemn and inviolable atmosphere suddenly became more sinister .

He summoned the servant to his side, said something, and the servant walked over quickly and brought the words to Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty, please wait by the Lanchi, Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Zheng, who was putting his hand to his lips, biting his thumb calmly, without looking at him.

It seems that he does not want to be rejected.

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "How long?"

"This... the king didn't say anything."

"Well, you go back." Ying Zhengchao waved his sleeves, turned around and walked down the long steps.

He just came out to get some air, no matter where he went, he simply went to Lanchi by the way, to see when Zhao Zheng came over and what he wanted to do.

Lanchi is connected to Lanchi Palace and Xianyang Palace. Lotuses and Polygonum reds bloom all over the water, and there are water corridors and empty corridors that turn back and forth, and the heights are confusing.

Ying Zheng sat sideways on a corridor next to willows, with the breeze blowing all around, blowing his long hair up.

This Wei Ru has not yet reached the age of the crown, so like Zhao Zheng, he simply tied a part of it, leaving the rest behind.

He rested one hand on his lap, and the other on the gilt-painted railing. Under the black sleeves with gold patterns was Xu Qingbo, a vast expanse of green.

Ying Zheng flicked the water safflower that was close at hand, and suddenly covered his eyes with a hand from behind.

The man lowered his voice, deliberately changed his voice, and asked with a smile, "Guess who I am?"

At first, Ying Zheng grabbed his sleeve out of vigilance, but now he caressed the lines on it. The feel and direction of his hand were familiar to him, King Qin's dress.

He smiled and said, "Is there any reward for guessing correctly?"

"Have."

"How many times can you guess?"

"once."

"Then I guess, my favorite and only student."

"You guessed it right, sir, you are so powerful." The man pretended to be surprised, and Ying Zheng let go of the fingers on his eyes, and a hazy light came in.The person behind him stretched out his hands from Ying Zheng's shoulders, holding fluffy dandelions one by one, rubbing them around with his fingers in front of his eyes: "Look, sir."

Ying Zheng laughed and said, "Is this a gift?"

"The students found this when they passed by a meadow. The biggest one was almost blown away by the wind." Zhao Zheng rested his chin on Ying Zheng's shoulder calmly and looked at the velvet flower: "Sir, blow it away." Well, they will drift far away."

Ying Zheng remembered that he liked to play like this when he was young, so he smiled and said, "Okay."

He leaned over, and almost at the same time, Zhao Zheng's face was pressed against him, and he exhaled at the same time.At that moment, the wind became warmer and blew the dandelions into the pale blue sky.

The touch of the skin rubbing against his cheeks made Ying Zheng startled for a moment, half of his body was covered by the gorgeous and thick sleeves of the dress, and the light fragrance from the long-term burning of incense wafted from the cuffs.

"It's so beautiful, sir." The young man spoke from the side of his face, exhaling like blue, but kept looking at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng regained his senses from the faint fragrance, and looked around a little bit like a disguise, chasing the velvet flowers that had drifted away, and cleared his voice: "Well, it's very beautiful."

Zhao Zheng hugged him tightly: "It's not as beautiful as Mr., even if Mr. wears a mask, the students think he looks good."

"Nonsense again." Ying Zheng smiled half-truthfully, and suddenly thought of the song "Fusu in the Mountain".

There are bridges and pine trees in the mountains, and there are wandering dragons in Xi'an. You don't see Zichong, but you see cunning children.

There are green pines and cypresses on the mountain, and Polygonum rubrum in the water.I didn't wait for a beloved man like Zichong, but I met you, a cunning young man.

The love of a young man is as hot as the sun in midsummer, which makes people indulge in it unconsciously and cannot be refused.

The author has something to say: In the month of Zhengshuo, the king will come to the court, and the constitution will be issued to the country——Quoted from "Guanzi Lizheng"

Original text: On the first day of the first lunar month, when a hundred officials are in court, the emperor issues an order to promulgate a constitution in the country