On November 1st, the thirty-second year of the First Emperor’s reign, today is the court meeting!
Xianyang Palace!
The first moment!
It's still dark, and the night has not passed yet.
Xianyang City is still dark, but Xianyang Palace is already brightly lit.
At this time, the imperial palace was like a bright beacon in Xianyang City, indicating the vitality of this huge empire.
The First Emperor sat on the dragon chair deep in the deep hall earlier than the other ministers, staring quietly and dullly at the empty hall.
No one has come yet, nor will they come.
Just outside Xianyang Palace.
Li Si walked slowly and slowly at the front, looked around, and finally saw a familiar figure, and said slowly:
"It's coming!"
Feng Quji quickly walked a few steps and stood next to Li Si. They walked together in tacit understanding and said with a smile: "It's better to come early than to come by chance!"
After that, he and Li Si walked forward slowly.
"You two adults are so old and strong. It's Meng Yi and Meng Lang. You should come early!"
After walking two steps, Meng Yi appeared and came in front of Li Si and Feng Quji at a fast pace.
Meng Yi was walking well at first, but as soon as he reached Li Si, he stopped, shaking his sleeves and slowly moving forward.
"Hey, I didn't expect you guys to come so early!"
But after just a few steps, Feng Jie happily came over and started to rub along with the three of them.
Even if it is.
If you walk faster, you can walk into the warm Xianyang Palace.
And not far away.
Fusu was walking slowly alone. When he came to Li Si and everyone, he first greeted: "Fusu has met Feng Gong, Meng Gong, and Feng Huguo."
After a pause, he said to Li Si: "Prime Minister Li!"
The two looked ugly, Feng Quji happily stood between Li Si and Fusu, and said with a smile: "I have met the eldest son, and the eldest son is quite early!"
Meng Yi and Feng Jie also greeted Fusu one after another, while Li Si slightly gestured to Fusu.
As a few people slowly advanced, more and more officials appeared from all directions.
First, he paid a brief greeting in front of Li Si and others, and then consciously followed behind. If someone jumped in line, he looked up and then stepped back consciously. If he couldn't retreat, he walked out of the queue and went in again.
Like a group of sheep lining up consciously, moving forward in an extremely unorganized manner.
The steps are less than one mile away in a straight line, giving the illusion of being walked out of a hundred miles away.
But as long as.
After a few quick steps, you can enter the Xianyang Palace.
This is a long-standing cultural heritage.
Those who arrived early refused to enter, not knowing whether the First Emperor had arrived at the Xianyang Palace.
"Hey, eldest son, where is the city master?"
But as he walked, Feng Quji looked around in confusion. The officials below had finished counting the free people, but as he walked, he discovered that Ying Cheng didn't come. This was really strange!
When Feng Quji mentioned this, Li Si and Meng Yi also looked around.
Logically speaking, there is no father and son in the court, but this is still on the road, and it is normal for father and son to go together.
"This..." Feng Quji's words stopped Fusu. He was stunned and shook his head and said: "This, Fusu really doesn't know where Cheng'er is. He didn't return home last night."
"This is the first time Mr. Cheng has attended the morning court. He won't forget it, right?" Feng Quji raised his brows slightly, turned to look at Da Shi Ling, and said, "May I ask who knows where Da Lul Ling went last night?"
Go and shout, we can't do this morning without him."
Li Si, Meng Yi, and Feng Jie also turned to look behind them and winked, meaning to ask them all.
Seeing this situation, Fusu could only look embarrassed and sulky.
Last time I didn't know where my son was, it was so annoying.
But just as he was asking, a figure suddenly stood in front of the main hall of Xianyang Palace.
"Hey, isn't that Mr. Cheng?"
Feng Quji let out a light sigh and raised his head to look at the top of the steps.
After being reminded by Feng Quji, everyone immediately looked up.
I saw Ying Cheng's very dissatisfied face.
I wanted to laugh but thought about it and decided not to laugh. I could only silently speed up my steps and climb up.
"Hahaha, why is Mr. Cheng standing here?"
Others were fine, but Feng Jie couldn't help laughing and asked loudly.
Ying Cheng looked down at the large group of people slowly walking up the steps with a bad expression. Especially when he heard someone laughing at him, he couldn't help but said angrily:
"Oh, last morning you were asking me why I was standing here?"
Don't blame him for being angry, he was really numb.
I really didn’t expect that this kind of cultural heritage would be formed so early.
He thought that when Maochu marked the morning court, it was five o'clock. The courtiers stood in the court hall, and the eunuchs accompanying the First Emperor said, "The emperor has arrived," and then the morning court began.
So before Maochu carved, he got up early to wash his face, brush his teeth, get a haircut, tidy up his official uniform, and then... arrived at Xianyang Palace on time.
But who knows.
The entire hall was empty, except for the First Emperor sitting alone in the depths.
Well, that's okay, he's not afraid of the First Emperor.
The problem is, they don't ask anything, they don't say anything, they just sit like a wooden pile, occasionally looking at the bamboo slips and smiling, they don't offend you at all.
Are you angry or not?
I only found out after arresting the recording officer nearby.
For this kind of large-scale morning court, all officials will gather outside and come in together.
The First Emperor never had any concept of time. Sometimes he came early and sometimes he came late.
And if the officials gathered directly in the main hall, it would be at different times. In order to avoid being carried and questioned by the First Emperor alone, the officials would naturally come in together as a group.
This is a tacit understanding that has been formed in the court for a long time.
And he.
On the first day I went to court, I had no idea that China had formed such a tacit understanding so early.
I jumped right in.
"Hahaha……"
Ying Cheng's question made everyone in Li Si laugh. They quickened their pace and were in front of Ying Cheng in a short time.
"Young Master Cheng!"
Li Si and others were the first to step forward to greet him.
"Ying Cheng has met Li Gong, Feng Gong, Meng Gong, and Feng Huguo." Ying Cheng greeted them one by one, his eyes fell on Fusu, and he said with a smile: "Dad!"
Fusu looked at Ying Cheng with mixed emotions. He had something to say but couldn't say it. Other people's sons always discussed it with me before entering the court. His own son appeared in front of him at this time. Even if he had nothing
Even those who have been told cannot be told.
Fusu waved his hand and said, "Go behind Jiu Qing and join the queue!"
Ying Cheng smiled and nodded, but did not listen. Instead, he stuck his foot on Feng Jie's left side and stood with Li Si.
Fusu cast a very serious look and told Ying Cheng to behave himself.
This is no joke. During the court meeting, the three princes and nine ministers lined up in sequence. Even if the Dalu Mansion was newly established, it would still be the nine ministers. Standing with the three ministers, what does it look like?
Ying Cheng smiled and gave Fusu a look that said, "Don't worry."
Feng Quji smiled, straightened his clothes, stood up straight with a serious face, and said: "Enter the palace!"