Ying Fusu looked at Zhao Gao, Li Si, and Wang Wan approaching him little by little, but because his body was limited by Gai Nie, he had no choice.

The three people who are constantly approaching are like cow heads and horse faces in the underworld, which will bring a catastrophe to Xianyang Confucian scholars and Confucianism.

The three of them got closer and closer, which made the string in Ying Fusu's heart completely tense.

What am I going to do?

I want to stop this from happening.

There is no sword in your hand, there is a sword in your heart!

What is the sword in my heart?

What did Mr. Gai remind me?

There must be a way to solve all this!

Mr. Gai said this sentence was said by his uncle.

Yes, uncle!

With the uncle's will in front of his father, the father will listen to his uncle's words.

Ying Fusu's begging eyes were cast on Ying Chengqiu, wanting Ying Chengqiu to come forward to stop the First Emperor.

After receiving the request for help from his eldest nephew, Ying Chengqiu's eyes showed disappointment without any concealment and shook his head quickly.

This time, you have to do it yourself.

If I take action, what is the point of everything today?

"uncle."

Ying Jianglu stuffed an orange into Ying Chenghua's hand and walked over with a smile.

He saw Ying Fusu's look of help, and also saw the disappointment in Ying Chengqi's eyes.

"Since Jiang Lu has never won the big shot of the glass ball, the eldest brother is not good enough, look at the third brother."

Most of the princesses of the Qin Dynasty were still noisy, but the princes of the Qin Dynasty were basically very quiet.

The second son of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Gao, the fourth son of the Qin Dynasty, and even the eight-year-old son of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Hu Hai, are all like this.

Since the moment Ying Jianglu Guixi was asked by Ying Chengzui, the princes of the Qin Dynasty have stopped making noise.

Who doesn't want the throne?

As long as Ying Fusu falls from the altar, Ying Jianglu has hope of getting to power, which means they have hope of getting to power.

Born in the palace, don’t expect your brothers to be as close as brothers.

Third brother/brother is willing to be this pioneer, so let’s wait together.

If you succeed, everyone will compete fairly, and if you fail, you won’t be able to get in the way of us.

Afang stood with his phoenix eyes, with evil spirit hidden in his eyes, staring at Ying Jianglu closely.

The reason why she was so anxious before was that a large part of it was because she was afraid that her sons would fight for the throne, which would lead to chaos in the Qin Dynasty.

"Have I neglected my discipline recently and asked you to get too close to your mother? It's time for the harem to be rectified!"

Ying Jianglu knew that his mother was killing the chicken to warn the monkey, and wanted him to take the initiative to retreat to avoid the princes fighting for the king.

But Ying Jianglu, who had already given up in the past, did not bow his head this time, and was still smiling and waiting for Ying Chenghua's answer.

My idiot brothers and brothers.

If you don’t take this opportunity to show your face in front of your uncle and just wait for the ready-made ones, how can you do such a good thing?

My uncle once said: The greater the risk, the greater the reward.

With you, those who have no courage, will never be able to compete with me in this life.

"It's better to be scattered than to be blocked, my princess."

Ying Chengqi turned his head and said something to Afang, then turned to his three nephews who had no concealed their ambitions.

"The palace is full of uncle's eyes, and his uncle's eyes have never been placed on Fusu. Today, it is not that my uncle is partial, but that you, Ying Jianglu, are not qualified."

Ying Jianglu's face froze and he smiled unnaturally: "Uncle said it?"

"You suffered from a serious illness when you were ten years old. Your mother said you had an evil disease and asked the imperial physician in the palace to prescribe some medicine to calm the mind. In fact, what evil disease did you really suffer? You have kidney deficiency."

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This sword is straight and has no forward, it is lifted and has no superiority, it is the case that has no lower limit, it is the luck that has no side, it is the clouds above and the Jedi Chronicle below.

Once this sword is used, the princes will be defeated and the world will be subdued.

It means: the Emperor's sword, take Shicheng Mountain in Yanxi as the sword tip, take Mount Tai of Qi as the sword blade, use Jin and Wei as the sword spine, use Zhou Wangji and Song as the sword ring, use Han and Wei as the sword hilt. Use the four realms outside the Central Plains to bandage, wrap it with four seasons, wrap it with Bohai Sea, and use Hengshan as the lace. Rely on the five elements to control it, rely on criminal laws and moral education to judge, follow the changes of yin and yang to advance and retreat, follow the seasons of spring and autumn to persist, and follow the arrival of autumn and winter to operate.

This kind of sword, straight forward without any obstacle, lifted up high and nothing on top, pressed the sword downwards invincible, swung it as if nothing was around, cut off the floating clouds upwards, and cut off the earth element downwards.

Once this sword is used, it can correct the princes and make everyone in the world surrender.

As the eldest son of the Great Qin Dynasty, Ying Fusu naturally read the "Zhuangzi" left by Taoist representative Zhuang Sheng, and also understood what Gai Nie said was the sword pointing to the emperor.

But I, Ying Fusu, are not the emperor...

Ying Fusu said in pain: "Mr. Gai, if Fusu is released, Fusu is not the emperor."

"Idiot, if you don't regard yourself as the emperor today, how can you control all living beings tomorrow? If it weren't for the Chang'an Jun Mansion in the past, Chang'an Jun and Nie said that you had a kind heart and were the best candidate for Qin II, Nie would not take action today."

Gai Nie's voice was mixed with a hint of anger.

"Nie just let you go. Can you live a good life under Zhao Gao? If you can't figure it out today, it will only prove that Chang'an Jun saw it."

Wang Wan had already walked those five steps, and also passed Ying Fusu, and walked towards the gate of Xuanniao Palace.

The First Emperor seemed to have lost all his patience and turned toward the right position on the high seat.

Ying Fusu became more and more impatient, but his body was unable to move at all to make him understand that unless he could take out the sword of the emperor in his heart, he would definitely regret it for life today.

The four words "Sword of the Emperor" are easy to say, but how many people in the world can hold it?

At least Ying Fusu doesn't know - he hasn't been the emperor yet. If he wants to pick up the sword of the emperor, he must be able to be the emperor.

But he has never been an emperor, have he seen his father become an emperor?

At the critical moment, Ying Fusu's brain was running quickly, and he was thinking about the usual behavior of the First Emperor.

"I will not obey someone who dares to talk to me on the same side."

This is the First Emperor who humbly accepted advice.

"I will kill 16 people who are trying to force me. I will let everyone in the emperor understand that I will not be threatened."

This is the first emperor who is not forced.

"I am in charge of the world. If my eldest son dies, at least he must bury all the prisoners in Mount Li to the death."

This is the domineering First Emperor.

Ying Fusu, who was immersed in Confucianism in the past, had never analyzed his father so carefully.

At this moment, at this moment of life and death of Confucian scholars in Xianyang, Confucianism. After carefully recalling the little things between him and Ah Father, Ying Fusu was suddenly moved and seemed to understand something.

But the footsteps behind him were gradually weakening, and Ying Fusu obviously had no time to think about what the touch in his heart was.

What he had to do at this moment was to draw out the sword of the emperor in his heart!

"His Majesty!"

Ying Fusu's cry did not stop the footsteps of the First Emperor, and the footsteps and speech sounded at the same time.

"You have passed the time to choose."

"I don't make a choice! Confucian scholars and Confucian scholars! I want them all!"

This is learned from Emperor Shin-chan's unforcedness.

Ying Fusu's words came out.

Ying Chengzu smiled happily, patted Ying Jianglu's head and said, "You have no chance."

Afang breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from the uncle's appearance, it seems that this is the final answer.

Most of the ministers looked at Ying Fusu with pity.

Since Your Majesty said that making a choice, the eldest son can save him if he chooses one.

If you want it all, don’t listen to Your Majesty’s wishes, wouldn’t you be empty-handed?

The footsteps of the First Emperor disappeared, but the voices remained.

“Why?”

Ministers:???

Why did Your Majesty react like this?

"This is what Fusu should ask His Majesty! Is there a basis for His Majesty to make a choice?"
To be continued...