Hearing Wang Ben say that he could defeat Li Mu, the First Emperor glanced at Ying Chenglong with a smile.
Meng Tian's face was a little strange, and he glanced at Ying Chengyu unconsciously.
Ying Chengyu lowered his head and ignored the two idle people watching the excitement, thinking about how to get Li Mu and Wang Ben to fight.
"The undefeated generals and the defeated generals are interesting, really interesting, hahahahaha! Wang Jian, your son is better than you!"
The First Emperor was overjoyed, and his laughter spread throughout the world.
What Wang Ben did today was particularly in line with the First Emperor's appetite.
"Wang Ben, how about me and you, Liaodong?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Father, you still beat me? Your Majesty has changed my fiefdom for me. Even if you beat me Langya, you won't be able to come back!"
Wang Jian did as he was told and stopped. His eyes were full of exhaustion, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.
Seeing him express resistance to him for the first time, his eyes were filled with the words "Father, you are an old parent and son."
One day, you will understand my father...
Ying Chengyu rolled his eyes twice and chuckled at the corner of his mouth.
Unexpectedly, the emperor's brother was stupid, and Wang Ben was also stupid.
Liaodong still fell into Wang Ben's hands.
After coming here for so long, he is still a little uncomfortable with the atmosphere of Qin.
This kind of fool who rushes to seize border lands and wants to fight but does not want to enjoy happiness must be the only one in Qin.
The ministers were not surprised.
Great Qin generals have always been like this.
It’s OK to deny military commanders happiness, but we can’t deny military commanders no battles to fight.
There was no incident in the subsequent enfeoffment. Everyone was happy except Zhang Youcheng who was unlucky.
Ying Chengyu nodded, basically everything was divided according to the previous discussion between him and the First Emperor.
There were many twists and turns this night, and the hearts of the ministers were beating extra hard tonight.
After ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, when the enfeoffment land was announced to the ears of the ministers from the mouth of the First Emperor, most of the ministers were relieved and finally obtained their true scriptures.
"I honor you all with a bottle, and I honor the humerus of Da Qin."
The wine bottle with the dragon and the phoenix carved on it was once again raised high in the hands of the First Emperor, who raised his arms and made a circle.
"Your Majesty!"
All the ministers held bottles with both hands and shouted loudly.
First Emperor.
Ministers.
Drink it all in one gulp.
The star in the sky, Ziwei, shines brightly in the eyes of capable people and strangers who are good at stargazing, like the blazing sun in the sky.
"Drink slowly, gentlemen. I am not good at drinking, so I will take the first step."
"Your Majesty, move slowly."
The First Emperor left first.
Queen Afangyu gently rolled up Xuan Heiyun's sleeves, and said to the little ones who had been restrained all night in a friendly manner: "No drinking allowed."
After finishing speaking, the queen stood up and left the table.
The little guys blinked and blinked, gathering together, not yet understanding the situation.
"Why is the queen gone?"
"You don't care about us?"
"Then can I go find my uncle?"
While they were discussing, the fifth princess Ying Yinman rushed towards Ying Chengxuan's desk like an axe.
"Huh? Where are third brother, eldest brother and uncle?"
The third young master, Ying Jianglu, looked at the empty seats around him and felt sad.
I want to be taken away too!
Tons tons tons~
Ying Yinman snatched the wine flask from Ying Jianglu's hand with her small hands.
"Don't drink alcohol if you have kidney deficiency!"
Ying Jianglu's hands were empty, and he kept holding the pot to fill the wine, feeling sad again in his heart.
I've got it back now! I am not vain! I am not vain!
The First Emperor waited for a while under the ancient octagonal nanmu pavilion closest to Xuanniiao Hall.
The queen then walked out of Xuannian Hall and walked to the side of the First Emperor. The two looked at each other and smiled.
The First Emperor raised his hand to grab Afang's hair at his temples and gently pulled it behind Afang's ear.
"Thank you for your hard work tonight."
Afang held the Emperor's hand with both hands and touched the calluses on the Emperor's hands caused by years of writing replies with a brush.
"Your Majesty is the one who worked hard."
Ge Nie and Zhao Gao tacitly concealed themselves, leaving this small private space to the two most noble people in the empire.
It's late at night, and black ink paints the surrounding area.
The First Emperor held the queen's shoulders and let the queen lean on his chest. Both of them felt inexplicably at ease.
"If my Afang has an heir, even if it is a girl, I will support her as the second son of Qin."
"Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense. When has it ever been true for a woman to be the leader in this world? Is your Majesty willing, uncle willing?"
"Hahaha, Cheng Xi asked a long time ago whether he would like to try to let Yin Man become the second emperor of Qin. Our Great Qin will create the first female emperor in history."
"Today General Mengwu toasted my uncle with a bottle of wine in front of me, but he didn't have any respect for me. Your Majesty..."
"Fang'er, have you forgotten what I said to you?"
Afang lay on the chest of the First Emperor, sighed, and said: "If there is one trustworthy person left in Qin, that person is my uncle."
"Don't be wary of Cheng Xi anymore. Da Qin owes him a lot, and I owe him a lot."
Queen Afang interrupted the First Emperor.
"Afang also owes him a lot. If it weren't for my uncle's help, Afang would have lost his life long ago. It's just that my uncle's power was too great back then. After ten years of self-destruction, there are still generals like Meng Wu who are die-hard loyalists. I really I can’t imagine what if…”
"What if?"
The First Emperor lowered his head, and his confident, majestic and domineering face came into Afang's eyes, making it difficult for him to say the last half of his sentence.
"The anger of mediocrity makes me dare to snatch the ears of the earth with my head."
Afang burst into laughter, touched the face of the First Emperor with his bare hands, and said softly:
"Your Majesty is always fearless, even when he was in the Zhao Kingdom. Those veterans of the former dynasty that I worried about are worthless in His Majesty's heart."
On the corridor, under the ancient pavilion.
The emperor and the empress whispered sweet words again and again.
A hundred steps away, black birds boiled.
The sky is full of fiery trees and silver flowers.
The hot spring steam rises and floats, turning dragons into birds.
There is a faint smell of sulfur, covered by the ignited aroma. Unless you have a particularly sensitive nose, you will not be able to smell it.
Beside the white jade pool of the hot spring pool, tigers, bears, and dragons carved from fine white jade are covered with a piece of clothing soaked in blood, coating these rare and exotic animals with a layer of red.
There is also light red escaping in the pool water. It is the blood that sticks to Ying Fusu's body. It belongs to the eunuchs and maids of Dazheng Palace.
Wow~
A head emerged from the calm hot spring water. It was the eldest son Ying Fusu.
Ying Fusu poured two handfuls of water on his face with both hands, and said humbly: "Uncle, I've finished washing."
Ying Chengyu was sitting by the hot spring pool soaking his feet. He looked at his eldest nephew who was soaked all over and turned red, like a cooked lobster. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:
"Why, do you like drinking my foot washing water so much?"
Blah blah blah~
As Ying Chengyu spoke, he did not forget to kick some hot spring water onto Ying Fusu.
Ying Fusu hid the pain in his eyes, forced a smile and said, "Uncle is joking."
"If you don't like to drink my foot-washing water, why don't you go down and cry? The teacher is dead. I'm very sad. Do you hate the emperor?"
Ying Fusu took three deep breaths. Each breath made his heart ache and the water on his body get warmer.
"Okay, no need to answer."
Ying Chengyu took out his feet and stepped on the wooden floor that was always warm with his bare soles. The moisture on the surface of the soles of his feet was rapidly evaporating.
"Chun Yuyue is not dead, and neither are those Confucian scholars."
Ying Fusu picked up the head of the white jade tiger, rushed up naked, ran to Ying Chengyu, and said with trembling lips: "Uncle... what did you say..."
"Walking a bird in front of me?"
Plop~
Ying Chengyu kicked his eldest nephew back into the water with a flying kick, and said angrily: "I said that Chunyu Yue is not dead, and your father did not kill him. You underestimate your father too much. For your father, Chunyu It doesn't matter whether you are more dead or not, it doesn't matter whether Confucianism is dead or not, what matters is whether you can get out of Dazheng Palace."
"This banquet at Xuanniiao Palace, harassing Confucians, burning books, and enfeoffing are not important things. Teaching you is the most important thing. When will you understand your father's thoughts, when will you become a qualified emperor?" ”
"As I said before, your uncle is not as grand as your father. Your uncle is a petty person. If you let me see you like you were before being brought back by Chun Yuyue again, I will kill all the Confucian scholars you know."
Ying Fusu recovered from the surprise and frowned instinctively when he heard Ying Chengyu's threatening words.
"Uncle is threatening me again, the emperor is not threatened."
Ying Chengyu's eyes suddenly lit up, he stared at his eldest nephew in the water who did not avoid his gaze, and praised: "This is a bit interesting."
Turning around, Ying Chengyu walked towards the outside of the Hot Spring Palace.
"Get up quickly, get dressed, and go to Zhangtai Palace with your uncle."
In the hot spring pool, Ying Fusu looked at Ying Chengyu's back, clenched his fists, and secretly rejoiced.
He made the right bet.
This sixteen-year-old boy felt that his uncle's aura was sometimes stronger than his father's.
Sticking out his tongue, Ying Fusu tried his best to suppress his heart that was beating wildly due to the little confrontation with Ying Chengyu just now.
After leaving the hot spring, while putting on clean and elegant clothes, he shouted to Ying Chengyu who was almost walking outside the palace.
"Uncle, what are we doing at Zhangtai Palace?"
Ying Chengyu was furious and his gnashing words came from outside.
"Fight with your father!"
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