Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

I obviously went to inform you on time, but this brat dared to frame me in front of His Majesty.

"Father, don't blame the CRRC government order, otherwise he will hold a grudge, and he doesn't know when he will wear small shoes for me next time."

Before Ying Zheng could speak, Ying Chang'an's milky voice sounded softly again.

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Gao was frightened out of his wits.

This brat wants to kill me?

If an eunuch dares to wear small shoes for the prince, if someone who cares about it hears about it, let alone Zhao Gao is a master in the master realm, even if he is in the realm of heaven and man, he will probably die as a scumbag.

023 A Dutiful Son, Slap Daddy in the Face!

Zhao Gao knelt on the ground and shivered.

He clearly felt a chill, as if there were countless resentful eyes staring at him in Zhangtai Hall.

"Zhao Gao, what do you want to say?"

Ying Zheng's voice rang calmly in Zhao Gao's ear.

But the calmer he was, the more frightened Zhao Gao became.

He is not afraid of Yingzheng's anger, nor of Yingzheng's punishment, but what he fears most is that Yingzheng's expressionless face.

This shows that Ying Zheng took that brat's words to heart.

Zhao Gao was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, he said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, even if I give this old slave a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand courage, this old slave would not dare to wear small shoes for the nineteenth prince."

He was really about to be made to cry by Win Chang'an.

It was me who was beaten in the street before, but now I am the one who was blamed.

Who is wearing shoes for whom?

"Hmph, you don't dare to measure, get up."

Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the throne, gave Zhao Gao a cold look.

Win Chang'an's temperament is casual.

No matter what you say or what you do, it is not surprising.

It is impossible for Yingzheng to deal with the CRRC government decree in the court just because of a child's words.

Zhao Gao heaved a sigh of relief, kowtowed again and again: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng didn't pay attention to Zhao Gao.

He slowly raised his eyes, meeting Ying Chang'an in the middle of the hall.

Ying Chang'an smiled mischievously at Ying Zheng, and stuck out his tongue.

Ying Zheng also smiled heartily, with deep meaning in his eyes.

It seems to be saying: Brat, don't make fun of others next time.

This is the unique tacit understanding between father and son.

"Go and sit there."

Ying Zheng pointed to the seat of the prince.

"Oh."

Ying Chang'an nodded, and walked towards the seat next to Hu Hai with great air.

One of them is the eighteenth prince and the other is the nineteenth prince.

The positions of the two people are naturally the closest.

Hu Hai, who was sitting in his seat, saw Ying Changan approaching, and leaned his butt to the other side.

"I said Hu Hai, why are you so far away from me? Can I eat people?"

Ying Changan sat in his seat, staring at Hu Hai viciously, like a little tiger.

"How can I? I just want to rub my ass itchy."

Hu Hai squeezed out a very forced smile at Ying Chang'an.

"cut!"

Ying Chang'an curled his lips in distaste, and didn't want to talk to this guy, he just wanted to finish the morning as soon as possible, so that he could go back to the Grand View Garden and be a salted fish comfortably.

With the arrival of Ying Chang'an, the early dynasty officially began.

On the throne, Ying Zheng glanced majestically for a week, and said in a deep voice: "I think you all know that I decided to let the eldest son Fusu leave Beijing in three days and go to Jiuyuan to help Meng Tian resist the Xiongnu. It can be regarded as going out for training. "

The hall was silent.

All the ministers and officials bowed their heads silently.

They have their own ghosts and different ideas.

Some lamented, some sighed, and some secretly rejoiced.

The huge Zhangtai Hall is also a Shura field with ulterior motives.

Intrigues are staged every day, and you will live and die.

Whether it is the Great Qin, the Great Han, or other dynasties, as long as there are people, it is the same.

"It seems that you love ministers have no opinion on this matter."

Ying Zheng nodded, then changed the subject, turned to look at the prince's seat, and said softly, "What do you think about this matter?"

Faced with Ying Zheng's sudden question, the princes were dumbfounded.

They thought that being called to participate in the morning court was just going through the motions, who would have thought that they would have to answer questions.

For a moment, more than a dozen princes looked at me and I looked at you, terrified like students caught by the teacher, lowering their heads, not daring to speak.

Fusu, who was seated at the head, was in a calm mood.

Since last night, he had let go of all his burdens and burdens, and calmly faced everything that was about to happen.

"Father, I have something to say."

At this moment, Hu Hai stood up, quite confidently.

Many ministers raised their heads one after another and cast surprised glances at Hu Hai.

Zhao Gao also quietly glanced at Hu Hai, his eyes full of anticipation.

So many years of dedication, so many years of hard work.

The time for a blockbuster hit has finally arrived!

"Speak, I'll listen."

Ying Zheng also looked at Hu Hai expectantly.

After all, they are also his own flesh and blood. As a father, he certainly hopes that his children are capable.

Hu Hai raised his head and said in a loud voice: "I think what the father did was right, and letting the elder brother go to Jiuyuan to hone his skills is just to let the elder brother serve the country better."

"Father has worked so hard, Hu Hai naturally agrees."

"Besides, I also agree with my father's implementation of the prefecture and county system. The prefecture and county system is the foundation of the Great Qin Dynasty and must not be changed."

The words were loud and loud, shocking everyone present.

In the eyes of Wang Ben, Feng Quji, Li Xin and other important court officials, there was also some surprise in the eyes.

They didn't expect that Hu Hai, who was beaten into a pig's head by his younger brother, had such a bright head.

Although he is not very old, the words he speaks already have the taste of His Majesty.

Zhao Gao's fists hidden in his cuffs were tightly clenched, his palms were covered with sweat.

The feeling of jumping wildly in his heart made him unable to help but want to cheer.

Hu Hai's words have exceeded expectations, and they became a blockbuster in Zhangtai Palace.

All these years of hard work have not been in vain.

Looking at Hu Hai's confident and high-spirited appearance, Ying Zheng just nodded, but his deep eyes remained calm.

If Hu Hai had said such words before the civil strife in the Tang Dynasty had happened, Ying Zheng would have been overjoyed.

But at this moment, he always felt that something was missing.

"Very well said, sit down."

Ying Zheng smiled slightly.

Followed by.

He set his sights on Ying Changan next to Hu Hai.

"Chang'an, tell me your opinion."

Ying Zheng said.

He was picking his ears to win Chang'an, stood up from his seat, and asked childishly, "Father, can I really say anything?"

Ying Zheng tossed his sleeves and said with a faint smile, "Of course, you can say whatever you want, childish speech is free."

"Hahaha."

All the ministers and officials also burst into laughter.

In their eyes, Ying Chang'an is just a baby.

Since he is a little doll, he can say whatever he wants, and treat it as a fun.

Ying Changan blinked and nodded seriously.

Under the gaze of countless people, he bypassed the long case in front of him and came to the chief Fusu.

In front of everyone, Ying Changan took Fusu's hand and said in a clear and loud voice: "I don't want big brother to leave."

As soon as this remark came out, the entire Zhangtai Hall fell into dead silence instantly.

The laughter just now still lingers between the beams.

Even the smiles of many people were still frozen on their faces.

All the ministers and officials were dumbfounded.

Although it's a child's talk, it's not so presumptuous, right?

Your Majesty has just announced his decision, and you, the son, are the first to stand up against it.

Isn't this slapping your father in the face? .

024 Fusu cried, are you praising me or scolding me, brat?

The corner of Zhao Gao's mouth twitched slightly as he kept his head down all the time.

The final victory is within reach.

Based on decades of understanding of Yingzheng, Zhao Gao firmly believed that once Ying Changan said this, his future would have been ruined.

"Little Nineteen, don't talk nonsense, my father decides whether to stay or not, you just follow father's decision, don't ruin your future for the sake of big brother."

Fusu, who was stunned for a long time, finally came to his senses, and hurriedly warned Ying Chang'an in a low voice.

He didn't want to win Chang'an and become his second self.

"Go on."

A deep voice came from the throne.

No one could tell what Ying Zheng was thinking.

Winning Chang'an didn't realize it.

He shrugged and said nonchalantly, "My future is my own decision, so brother doesn't have to worry about it."