Daqin: Take the bamboo shoots, Zulong eavesdropped on my heart!

Never expected that such a fine product, in Feng Zheng's mind, is just a mere one?

This kid has a lot of patience!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Well, then I will go back to the palace first, the gold, Shaoqing will naturally be distributed to you."

"No, thank you, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Feng Zheng looked happy and watched Ying Zheng leave.

Then, he glanced at Feng Quji and walked straight away without turning his head.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Feng Quji's expression turned extremely gloomy in an instant!

"Feng Zheng! I will definitely ask you to repay this revenge ten thousand times!"

midnight……

Feng Quji limped and returned to his mansion.

Snapped!

"This beast! This beast! How dare you rob me of the majesty of Prime Minister Qin before ten thousand people!"

Feng Quji was furious, and smashed all the dishes that had just been replaced to pieces!

"what……"

The fragments splashed down, and a maidservant at the side was scratched by the fragments, and screamed instantly.

"What's it called?"

Feng Quji immediately cursed, "You are just a bitch I bought! How dare you lose your dignity in front of me? Bitch!"

"Prime Minister, spare your life, Prime Minister, spare your life!"

"Come on, pull this bitch down and beat her to death!"

The Zhou family on the side saw it and immediately drank.

"promise."

When the two servants outside the door heard this, they immediately held the maidservant and dragged her out abruptly.

"Forgive me, Prime Minister, please forgive me, ma'am, this servant dares not, this servant does not dare... Ah!"

Bang!

Bang bang!

Outside, a group of servants beat and kicked him, and after a while, he was beaten to death.

"Throw it out and feed it to the wild dogs!"

"promise!"

"Master, put out the fire..."

Seeing Feng Quji's resentful expression, Zhou couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"This Feng Zheng dared to be so arrogant, and made you punished...to kneel for a long time in front of everyone..."

Zhou said, "Sooner or later, he will be punished for this wolf-hearted thing!"

"Retribution? I never believe in retribution, I only believe in myself! I only believe that if it happens next, this kid will only become more and more troublesome and difficult to deal with! Today, I designed it like this, plus so many dignitaries Speak for me and stand in line, but you still can't let His Majesty punish him..."

Feng Quji had a grim expression on his face, "I can't wait anymore! I absolutely can't wait anymore!"

"Master, what do you mean, let someone kill him?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhou asked with a complicated expression, "I'll just say, it should have been long ago..."

"Stupid! What do you know about women's views!"

Feng Qu quickly scolded, "If I kill him now, wouldn't I completely offend His Majesty? Your Majesty has already given me a big warning today. Fortunately, I still acted as if I was speaking for Feng Zheng today, otherwise If so, if His Majesty is really furious, I, a prime minister, and a few of them will be stripped of three layers of skin!"

"The master also said that we can't wait..."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhou was puzzled.

"Hmph, let's see, what's the solution?"

Feng Quji's eyes were resentful, and his face was full of grimness, "Do you know who your Majesty hates the most?"

To whom?

Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Who?"

"Of course it's a traitor with a rebellious heart!"

Feng Quji said coldly, "Back then, Yan Crown Prince Dan sent Jing Ke to assassinate Qin, and almost killed Qin Shihuang. Qin Shihuang hated Yan Crown Prince Dan and his party deeply! As for their descendants, they wished to kill them all..."

"You mean..."

Hearing Feng Quji's words, Zhou's complexion changed, "Is someone going to frame Feng Zheng a descendant of Yan Crown Prince Dan's remnants?"

"Correct!"

Feng Quji sneered coldly, and then said ferociously, "However, ordinary false accusations are of course not easy to be believed, but if, in front of His Majesty, His Majesty is convinced that Feng Zheng is a descendant of Yan Taizidan's party Woolen cloth?"

"How do you believe it?"

"Hmph, I have my own way!"

Feng Quji's face was sinister, "With my contacts for so many years, I can naturally find such a person, take the initiative to come out, and recognize Feng Zheng as relatives. And if this person is the remnant of Yan Taizi Dan's party, then Qin Shihuang will still treat him. How much do you trust a son of evil? Hmph... As long as Feng Zheng is dismissed from office and seized his title, and becomes a useless person, then he can only leave us alone and use all means to torture him!"

As he said that, Feng Quji clenched his fist, gritted his teeth and sneered, "When the time comes, I will admit death. Feng Zheng is definitely not from my Feng family, but just picked up by Feng Yuan and specially asked me to raise him. Come on, Feng Yuan's tomb, His Majesty will probably have someone dig it up for him! I can finally report my years of resentment!"

"Master, your method is really good!"

Mrs. Zhou's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she burst into joy, "Anyway, Feng Zheng was raised by us since he was a child. He has never seen his own father, and Feng Yuan's people are all dead! Who is he? He is not the son of a traitor, and only we have the final say! However, how do you want to invite His Majesty here?"

"Simple……"

Feng Quji said with deep eyes, "I am the prime minister after all, if I humbly beg, can't you please come over?"

Xianyang Palace, apse.

Ying Zheng put down the pen in his hand and shouted to the outside, "Come here."

"His Majesty."

A palace man came over immediately and cautiously.

"Please order, Your Majesty."

"Did the 2000 taels of gold from the Marquis of Chang'an be sent?"

"Report to Your Majesty, it has been sent."

"Well, the servant again, send this secret edict to Shuzhong and hand it over to Li Liang, the prefect of Shu County."

Ying Zheng said, "Tell him, if Feng Zheng, Marquis of Chang'an in the capital, wants to buy land, let him try his best to give more. This is my order, and he can do it cheaply."

"promise!"

After hearing this, the palace servants took the bamboo slips from the Mizhao and turned to leave.

"Feng Zheng, Feng Zheng..."

Ying Zheng stretched his waist and chuckled, "You little fox, just give me Daqin and plant a lot of fields... With your ability, I will definitely be able to give Daqin a strong future!"

After speaking, he covered his mouth and yawned.

"It's three o'clock, I, it's time to rest..."

Chapter 61 If a Tiger Doesn’t Hair a Cat, You Think I’m Critically Ill

On the second day, Feng Quji went to the palace early in the morning.

"Criminal Feng Quji, bow down to Your Majesty."

"President Feng is here?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Feng Quji with a complex expression, and said silently, "Why did you come here so early in the morning? Could it be that some important court event?"

"Your Majesty, the criminal came here specifically to plead guilty."

Feng Quji knelt down, and said cautiously, "Your Majesty, after I went back yesterday, I learned from the pain, thinking that my minister made such a big mistake, I am really ashamed of the emperor's kindness!"

"Oh, it's over, forget it..."

Ying Zheng said casually, "After all, you are considered unkind to others, and you are just careless..."

After all, Feng Quji was still the head of all officials, and that wasn't a serious crime, and Ying Zheng didn't want to beat him to death with a stick in a hurry.

"Your Majesty can tolerate this humble minister, but this humble minister is extremely ashamed, so I want to implore Your Majesty."

Feng Quji said, "Three days later, it will be my brother Feng Yuan's fiftieth birthday. He had a son in his middle age, but unfortunately died on the battlefield. If the court hadn't been sympathetic to my brother, the humble minister would not have won his first official title. So, I think I implore Your Majesty to relocate, and I will commemorate my brother, and then, above the court, resign from the position of prime minister and return to the field when I am old."

"Oh, why are you telling me you are old?"

After hearing this, Ying Zheng glanced at him, and couldn't help saying, "I don't blame you anymore, and it's not a big mistake, so don't be like this, just gossip like a gossip!"

"The guilty subject is terrified..."

After Feng Quji listened, he quickly kowtowed.

"but……"

As Ying Zheng said, his voice changed, "Since it's Feng Yuan's [-]th birthday, I, I might as well go there..."

"My brother, thank you Your Majesty!"

After Feng Quji listened, he immediately thanked him.

However, when he bent down, his eyes were complicated.

That's it!

The reason why Ying Zheng agreed was of course not because of Feng Quji's begging, but also because, Feng Yuan, isn't that Feng Zheng's father?

That being the case, it doesn't matter if I go there.

"His Majesty……"

Feng Quji was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "I have another merciless request."

"In a word."

"promise."

Feng Quji said, "After yesterday, the Marquis of Chang'an seemed very displeased. I thought, I must have misunderstood my minister yesterday, and it is not good for me to disturb him. However, I still want to ask His Majesty to inform him. After all, it is his biological father's fiftieth birthday, and I hope that he will definitely go back to Feng's residence, I wonder if it is possible?"

"Oh, this matter, it should be."

Ying Zheng said, "He's not the kind of person with a childish temper. If I ask someone to tell him, he will go naturally."

"Your Majesty is like this. It is the friendship of my uncle and nephew. Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Hehe, I can't be more comforted that you and Feng Zheng can live in harmony as usual."

Ying Zheng said, "Remember what he said yesterday. You are uncles and nephews, and you are also colleagues. You must be harmonious and there must be no more troubles!"

"No! Your majesty's holy words, I will keep this subject in mind, I am fine, I dare not disturb your majesty anymore."

"Then go back."

"No, my servant will leave."

Walking out of Xianyang Palace, Feng Quji's eyes were full of gloom.

Feng Zheng, Feng Zheng, this time, I will definitely ruin your reputation!

"Oh, this Feng Quji..."

Holding a pen in his hand, Ying Zheng let out a long breath, "I hope, you really understand..."

"What? Three days later, His Majesty asked me to go back to Feng's mansion and give me that cheap... No, give my deceased father a fifty-year birthday?"

In Feng Zheng's newly built mansion, Feng Zheng was stunned when he heard the report from the Black Dragon Guard.

"Exactly, Lord Hou, His Majesty said that three days later, it will be your father's fiftieth birthday, and His Majesty will come in person. I hope Lord Hou will definitely go back when the time comes."