After leaving the palace, Ying Chengqiu led his horse to walk slowly on the galloping road in the center of Xianyang.

This road is a dedicated road that can be used for driving and cannot be occupied by pedestrians.

Once a pedestrian walks up, he will be captured to build the Great Wall, the Imperial Palace, and the Imperial Tomb...

If the pedestrian is a child, then the child will not be punished. However, the adults in the family will be arrested to build the Great Wall, the imperial palace, and the imperial tomb...

The pedestrians on the street were at least one foot away from the road, for fear that they would walk up if they accidentally.

Their dresses are highly similar, and their coarse cloth clothes are like they come out of a production line.

The color is mainly yellow and white caused by repeated cleaning, and there are almost no other colors to be seen.

They looked numb, were in a hurry, and didn't talk. Everyone had a strong purpose.

If you buy rice, buy noodles, buy noodles, and buy cloth, you will leave after buying, and don’t talk or stop.

There are not many shops on both sides of the road, mainly rice, noodles and cloth, and there are sporadic butchers and restaurants.

There is no wine shop. There is no wine shop. The people of Qin State prohibited wine and were not allowed to be brewed and traded. If you catch it, you will take away the Great Wall, the Imperial Palace, and the Imperial Tombs...

Ying Chengqi sighed, turned over the horse, wrapped the reins with his left hand twice, and kicked the horse's belly lightly with both feet.

"shelf."

Da da da da da~

The horse's hooves hit the stone slabs frequently, and each person rode, walking with the wind, leaving everything behind.

It was almost noon, and it was the time when the number of pedestrians on the street was the most common.

But at this time, the Qin people at Xianyang were a little bleak, mechanical, and harsh.

Xianyang is the capital of Qin State. This is the case. The Qin people who see all the cities, villages and villages of Qin State are like this.

"Sir! A general amnesty for prisoners all over the world! Can you speak?!"

Ying Chengzi came to his anger without any trouble.

He really didn't know what this big nephew was thinking every day.

"Come on, tell me what you think. You think it's too easy for the emperor to unify the world. Will it be more difficult for him? It's boring to fight the Six Kingdoms once, do you want to do it again, right?"

Ying Fusu lowered his head, apologized, and advised him with a gentle voice: "Uncle calms down and makes his uncle angry so much. This is the fault of Fusu."

Ying Chengqiu wants to hit someone.

You kept asking me not to be angry, but you would like to tell me why you did this! It’s useless to persuade me!

"Where is my sword! Where did my sword go? If I had a sword in my hand, I would have chopped you! Will you tell the truth?"

Ying Fusu untied the sword around his waist, held it in his hands and handed it to Ying Chengzi.

"Uncle, Fusu has a sword."

“…”

Meng Tian, ​​who had been watching the development of the situation, couldn't sit still and stopped her between her uncle and nephew.

"The eldest son, just for Confucianism, why is this?"

"Meng Tian, ​​get out of here!"

Ying Fusu shouted lightly, looking anxious.

"Filial piety is the first priority for all virtues. The elders are not afraid to disobey them. If my uncle wants Fusu's life, how can Fusu violate them?"

"Confucianism?"

Ying Chengqiu narrowed his eyes and muttered, laughed, hugged Meng Tian’s neck, and his movements were very intimate.

"Meng Tian, ​​what's the matter with Confucianism? Did the eldest nephew's idea come up with Confucianism?"

He pushed his shoulders one side and Meng Tian broke free from Ying Chengqiu's hug. He had no good feelings for Ying Chengqiu.

If it was before Ying Chengqiu went to the palace, he would say next: "It would be better for Chang'an to stay away from me, I'm afraid I can't help but hit you!"

But now, Meng Tian suppressed the discomfort in his heart, turned his head and refused to look at Ying Fusu's face. His face was also very ugly and said: "Confucianism uses literature to disrupt the law! The eldest son's words are all thanks to Chunyu Yue."

After Ying Chengqi returned from the palace, although he did not bring back the order to let Ying Fusu go to the county, he brought back the order to let Ying Fusu go to court tomorrow.

According to Ying Zheng's original oral order, if you set off for Shangjun today, you will naturally not be able to attend court tomorrow. This is also a disguised form of saving the country.

Ying Chengqiu did what neither prime minister could do.

This made Meng Tian temporarily change his vision of Ying Chengqi - the First Emperor is very kind to this shame!

Therefore, he was willing to tell Ying Chengqiu something.

He didn't think Ying Chengqiu could change anything. He just hoped to use Ying Chengqiu's mouth to convey the words to Ying Zheng's ears.

"shut up!"

Ying Fusu frowned tightly, and the sound of silence was much louder than the previous shout.

If you look closely, you can still see some anger in his eyes.

"How dare you call my teacher's name in front of me!"

In response to Ying Fusu's questioning, Meng Tian lowered his head and said that he would admit his mistake. The smile on Ying Chengzu's face was a little playful.

Meng Tian and Ying Zheng are the same age as Ying Fusu, and are the elders of Ying Fusu according to their age.

Ying Fusu has always treated Meng Tian very well and has never scolded him so severely.

This time, my eldest nephew got angry with his teacher and student. It was too artificial and there was something in it.

"Tsk tsk, you're so angry, get out."

Ying Fusu opened his mouth stiffly.

"Uncle, I'm talking to the teacher..."

"The heaven and earth king and the king are the parents, and they are the fourth place, and they are still before the teacher."

The index finger of his left hand pointed to his nose first, and Ying Chengqiu smiled unabated: "I, Ying Chengqiu, your uncle."

Half a word, then he turned his left arm a half circle and pointed to the door of the house: "Let you get out."

In Meng Tian's shocked and confused vision.

The crown prince of Qin was established, and the eldest son of Qin Ying Fusu skillfully lowered his head and bowed his hand.

"Goodbye to my uncle."

After saying goodbye, he walked towards the main door and winked at Meng Tian to ask Meng Tian to follow quickly. Meng Tian raised his foot in a daze.

At today's court meeting, Ying Fusu insisted on Ying Zheng's increasingly gloomy face, with fearless expression, and clearly proposed to amnesty the world.

During this period, Ying Zheng interrupted Ying Fusu twice and asked him to get out of the court, but Ying Fusu refused to follow. He said that he was the people and the country, and asked His Majesty to listen to me and finish his words.

Compared with the two, there were ten thousand question marks popping up in Meng Tian’s head. Why?!

The eldest son dared to speak out and advise His Majesty without fear of the power of the Holy Power. How could he be so tolerant of this shame?

Since entering Chang'an Jun Mansion, Meng Tian felt that Ying Fusu had too much respect for Ying Chengqiu.

If Ying Chengqiu is the second worst reputation in Qin State, no one can recognize him as the first.

Don’t look at Ying Chengqi as the first emperor’s brother.

Useless!

The Qin people don’t recognize it!

Since Shang Yang's reforms, Qin State has developed a trend of putting military achievements first.

To this day, the Qin people have awe of the powerful and powerful, but they do not respect the power and the authority of the powerful and powerful, but the military achievements of the powerful and powerful.

Without military achievements, even if they were born into the Qin royal family, the Qin people would not look down on it.

Not only did Ying Chengqiu not only failed to achieve military achievements, but also brought great shame to Qin State - the shame of Tunliu.

This is the greatest shame that Qin State has suffered in a century, so the Qin people are extremely hostile to Ying Chengqiu.

There is a most lethal swear word in Xianyang: Your son is almost the same as the eldest brother.

At first Meng Tian thought it was Ying Fusu's virtuous destiny and respecting his elders.

But now, he doesn't think so anymore, virtuousness does not mean cowardly.

"Why."

Another arm was put on his shoulder, and it felt so familiar. Meng Tian turned his head and next to his head was Ying Chengqiu's smiling face.

"General Meng is not in a hurry to leave. It's morning, let's have some drinks together."

Ying Fusu's feet paused, and the sound of footsteps stopped.

"I haven't had a long time drinking with my uncle."

He was kicked in the butt by Ying Chenghuo and staggered out of the door.
Chapter completed!