The main seat of Xuanniao Palace.

The tenth time Emperor First Emperor looked at the gate of Xuanniao Palace, and saw his eldest son who was like cold iron and could not be approached by anyone.

A smile appeared on the face of the Emperor of the Age, and then quickly shrank it away and replaced it with a hint of anger.

"Let this rebellious son come in!"

After the First Emperor ordered the officials to feel relieved and all dispersed, and each returned to their positions, with the same idea in their hearts.

The eldest son has completely changed his personality today.

Queen Afang has been paying attention to the First Emperor.

Seeing the First Emperor smiled, he couldn't help but smile.

"Uncle, let's sit down, I'll pick up Fusu."

"Don't worry, my sister-in-law."

Ying Chengqiu said he would stop him, rubbing the fat face of the eighteenth young master Ying Huhai in his hand.

"Let's have fun, the emperor's brother and his eldest nephew are fighting, but the more you see this scene, the less you see it."

Afang said unhappy: "Forget it today, Afang goes to his uncle's mansion more often and watch the fun with him."

The queen was tidying up her appearance and was about to get up to go to the gate of Xuanniao Palace.

Ying Chengqiu stopped laughing, changed his face seriously, and said, "Sister-in-law, Cheng Qiu is serious."

Afang noticed that Ying Chengqiu's tone was wrong, and stopped his movements, put aside his excess emotions in his heart, and said seriously: "How can uncle explain this?"

"If my eldest nephew can come to Xuanniao Hall, he can only prove that the word "po" is "po", and he is still missing the word "li".

Ying Chengqiu looked at his eldest nephew who was silent and had no expression, his face turned pale, as if he was about to start a massacre in the next moment.

"You and I don't know what Ying Fusu, who stepped out of the Great Zheng Palace, has become. Let's watch with peace of mind."

"Uncle didn't say before that as long as Fusu stepped out of the Dazheng Palace, it would be fine." A Fang showed a hint of helplessness and said, "Is this test too much for a child?"

"Qin Ershi, it's not that easy to do."

Ying Chengxun looked at Ying Jianglu, the third nephew who followed Ying Fusu and did not hide his loneliness on his face, and smiled and said, "It's arsenic and my nectar. Some children are eager to withstand such a test."

Ying Fusu stepped into Xuanniao Hall step by step.

He was covered in blood and his eyes swept across all the Qin ministers who were attending the banquet at Xuanniao Hall. He was looking for Confucian people.

None of them.

The third young master Ying Jianglu pulled the second brother Ying Gao, who was following Ying Fusu, and Ying Yinman, who looked excited and wanted to replace him, returned to the original seat of the three.

On the road of the Xuanniao Palace Master, Ying Fusu was the only one who walked forward with his sword.

Li Si ran into Zhao Gao, who was about to leave the palace and sent a group of Confucian scholars to death in the Tingwei Prison.

As soon as Ying Fusu entered the palace, Li Si stared at Ying Fusu with his eyes.

At this moment, he was just walking by inertia.

With a stereotyped face, he was already full of huge waves.

Shouldn’t the eldest son be in Shangjun?

How could the eldest son appear here?

Is that will false?

No, that decree was seen by me on the ground of Zhangtai Palace. Your Majesty is by your side, how could there be a falsehood?

Why did I see that imperial edict? His Majesty did it on purpose?

What exactly is Your Majesty going to do?

Do you want me to deliberately tell Brother Chunyu that wrong decree?

What Zhao Gao told me, is it a point or a frame-up?

Li Siben is a person who thinks too much. At the moment, he only feels that countless questions are exploding in his mind.

Zhao Gao didn't think much about it. When he passed by Ying Fusu, he lowered his head and said, "The eldest son".

Swish~

Ying Fusu did not respond to Zhao Gao.

Without saying a word, he slashed at the bamboo slips he held in Zhao Gao's hand with a sword.

The ministers who had been sitting quietly watching the development of the situation were in an uproar.

"Is this the eldest son?"

"Is it possible that there is someone who has the appearance of Mr. Yi mixed in!"

"How could I just use a sword to slash it!"

How superb is Zhao Gao’s martial arts?

Ying Fusu learned a lot of martial arts from Meng Tian. Li Mu was able to defeat Meng Tian quickly and neatly, and Zhao Gao could subdue Li Mu with one move.

Although he took advantage of Li Mu's tricks to attack but not defend, he wanted to scare the First Emperor.

But if Zhao Gao's martial arts skills are attained to the point of being able to avoid Li Mu's fierce sword and seize this opportunity with his own risk.

Hearing the sound of the wind, he didn't raise his head and shook his sleeves.

He used this ordinary eunuch's uniform to wrap around the bronze sword, wrapped the sword tightly around three times, and shook it hard.

Ying Fusu's hand numb, his five fingers uncontrollably loosened, and the sword was taken away by Zhao Gao with his sleeves.

"Shuzi, what are you going to do!" The First Emperor was furious and walked down his own position quickly, saying as he walked: "Walking in the palace with a sword and slashing people with a sword, you will not rebel!"

Ying Fusu intercepted Zhao Gao and Li Si with his body, and looked coldly at his father who was walking towards him step by step, revealing a look of pain in his eyes.

Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents and Teachers.

His king, his relative, killed his teacher.

Facing the First Emperor.

Ying Fusu neither politely nor calls His Majesty.

Seeing Ying Fusu like this, the ministers whispered louder in private.

"The eldest son should not be so."

"In the past, the eldest son should have performed ancient etiquette early."

"My mentor was killed, Confucianism was banned, and a group of fellow disciples were about to be killed. There were some changes in temperament, which was common sense."

Emperor First Emperor was full of power and walked to Ying Fusu and faced his eldest son in blood.

"Da Zheng Palace is detained, and you are a deaf person? Wearing a bloody suit, do you think you can scare me? Talking!"

Ying Fusu raised his right hand to Zhao Gao in front of Emperor Shin-chi, and said the first sentence he said today in Xuanniao Palace.

"The imperial edict is given to me."

His voice is powerful without anger.

The ministers were in a trance.

What are the words of the eldest son? His Majesty...

The First Emperor suppressed the corners of his mouth and kept his anger in his voice, saying coldly: "This imperial edict is not for you."

Ying Fusu said the second sentence: "Is it okay for me to see it?"

The First Emperor said, "You said that you should restrain yourself and return to rituals. How did you restrain yourself and how did you restore your rituals?"

Ying Fusu looked at the corner of Emperor Qin Shi smiled, and his heart felt ache again.

Restrain yourself and return to rituals.

It is because of self-restraint that I will not leave the Dazheng Palace.

It is because of the re-ritual that my teacher has suffered this disaster.

Ying Fusu took a step forward towards Emperor First Emperor, his bloody clothes trembled lightly, and the bloody smell rushed straight into Emperor First Emperor's nasal cavity.

The First Emperor snorted coldly, neither moving nor retreating, and looked at his eldest son with blood stains on his face.

"Your Majesty is afraid that I will see?"

Ying Fusu said that he did not respond positively to the First Emperor's words of self-restraint and regaining rituals.

The First Emperor looked at his eldest son and said, "Give him."

Zhao Gao knew that this was a saying to him, and respectfully handed the imperial edict in his hand to Ying Fusu.

Ying Fusu took it in his hand without hesitation and spread it hard. Seeing the idea of ​​"cracking Confucian scholars and banning Confucianism", he pulled it hard with both hands.

Hum~

The eldest son of the Great Qin openly tore the imperial edict in front of the First Emperor.
To be continued...