He couldn't defend Ying Si, even from his position, he thought Ying Si was stupid enough this time.
The State of Qin is undergoing a drastic reform. A king who has no independent opinions and only listens to one's own beliefs will be a disaster for Qin's law and a disaster for the Qin State.
Regardless of whether it was for the sake of the Qin people or the new law, Ying Si had to suffer this setback.
Even with temporary setbacks, you can still grow.
It is better than losing the Qin State in the future, and finally losing the country and losing your own life.
When he thought of this, Ying Qian fell silent.
He knew Ying Quliang's worries, but Ying Si had grown up with him, and the relationship between the two was very deep, surpassing that of ordinary uncles and nephews.
"Quliang, of course I know this, but Si'er has never traveled far away. According to the way the clan handles things, there will be uncertain factors..."
Glancing at Ying Qian, Ying Quliang shook his head: "He is the crown prince of Qin. If he dies in the middle of the journey, I will have to train a new crown prince for Qin."
At this moment, Ying Quliang's attitude was particularly determined.
He was afraid that he would relent if Ying Qian persuaded him.
As a father, there is no one who doesn't cherish his son, and he is the son who he has high hopes for.
However, Ying Quliang knew better that jade cannot be polished into a weapon.
Now Ying Si is far away from becoming a qualified prince of Qin.
Moreover, he has always been in the deep palace and does not know much about Qin law or the situation of Qin country.
In Ying Quliang's view, this time is an opportunity.
Ying Si could just take the opportunity to jump out of the muddy waters of Yueyang, and then look at the Qin State from an outsider's perspective, and gain a thorough understanding of some of Qin's laws.
Even get to know the outside world.
Understand what kind of prince Qin needs and what kind of life Qin people want to live.
.......
The next day.
The weather turned gloomy, and dark clouds shrouded the sky above Liyang, as if God was angry.
"Master, it's going to rain today!" The little Taoist priest appeared, radiant.
Looking up at the sky, Huang looked towards Xiang Lidu and said, "Let Yang come over and see me!"
"promise."
Xianglidu turned around and left, and Huang asked the little Taoist priest, "How come you, a member of the Heavenly Master family, have become a weather forecaster? Are you accurate?"
"National Master, you can doubt Pindao's character, but please don't doubt Pindao's ability!" The little Taoist retorted: "This is the harvest season, and raining is normal."
"Harvest time!"
The corners of Huang's mouth rose slightly.
Autumn harvest is here, which is the time to harvest grain.
"I have met the master of the family." Yang came over in a hurry, saluted Huang, and said.
Looking at Yang who had become stronger, Huang nodded slightly. Yang's strength had also improved, but it was just a bit slower than Xianglidu.
"No need to be polite." Huang smiled and gestured for Yang to take a seat: "I have not been in Yueyang for a while, so I don't know much about the situation in Qin and even the world."
"Please tell me in detail!"
Although he is young, he has survived the new law.
Even if he is a prince, he will still be punished if he kills someone for no reason.
"drive!"
After reining in the horse's reins, Ying Si turned his head and glanced at Old Bailong before riding away.
No matter how slow his reaction was, Ying Si realized that he had been misled by Old Bai Long. At this time, Ying Si suddenly calmed down. He thought of his uncle Ying Qian and the national teacher Huang, and suddenly resigned as Crown Prince Tutor.
And at the same time, he met Lao Bailong who came to arrange it.
"Why!"
Ying Si looked up to the sky and shouted.
At this moment, he had realized that his father-in-law and uncle had anticipated this scene, but did not warn him. Instead, they watched this scene happen.
Deep in Ying Si's heart, a strong unwillingness arose.
Old Bailong watched Ying Si leave and said in the heavy rain: "Immediately go to the Xi County Magistrate's Office to find Zhao Kang and ask him to lead the county soldiers to suppress the Rong Di tribe!"
"These Rongdi people are going to rebel!"
"promise."
The rain became heavier and heavier, and Old Bailong stood in the rain and laughed loudly.
He has been planning this for so long.
From the busy farming season in May to the autumn harvest in August, it was not long before this moment!