The issue of the crown prince is the most sensitive matter for a country at any time!
This represents the handover signal of power, and with it comes the turmoil of the entire court.
Generally speaking, establishing a crown prince is, to a certain extent, the old monarch building a team for his successor!
"Your Majesty, I am just a warrior. He only knows how to do his best for our great Qin."
"I really don't understand the affairs of the court!"
Zhang Han was sweating and didn't know what to say.
He was so anxious at the moment that it would be better for him to fight against 10,000 people on the battlefield alone.
Seeing Zhang Han's appearance, His Majesty the First Emperor did not blame him, but simply said: "Get up."
Then, he continued to read the memorials.
Rather than saying that he was asking Zhang Han, it was better to say that he was asking himself.
Fusu now seems to be a little awakened, but after all, he is still too pedantic.
Although Ying Che is smart, he has imitated his teacher's tricks to the fullest.
Deciding on the crown prince is not determining the direction of Qin’s governance for the next generation?
Nowadays, the world is unified and the weapons and weapons are strong. This is based on "beating" and impoverishing the people.
Should the next generation live in peace and provide for the people, or should they go to great lengths to avoid border troubles forever?
This is what His Majesty the First Emperor really cares about.
In his heart, he always has all the nine states in this world.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Zhang Han was relieved when His Majesty the First Emperor asked him to get up, but the fear still lingered in his heart.
"In the past few days, in my name, you can test the martial arts of my sons."
"promise!"
Zhang Han accepted this decree, but his eyebrows were full of doubts.
He didn't know what His Majesty meant.
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Snowy night,
Chen Ying, who went out with his face covered with frost and snow, just took off his raincoat and went back to his house to fall asleep without even taking off his shoes.
He was a dull and honest man.
My grandfather told me that when the young master is in trouble, he should do this. Then a bad old man who needs a beating will come to help solve the problem.
Now that the young master is ill, can he not be considered sad?
....
The next day, the wind and snow did not stop, and Liu Bai still did not go to court.
Although he is feeling better, now he doesn't have the patience to look at the flying dogs in the court hall.
Compared with those old Qin people who spoke little and went straight to join the army, Liu Bai found them disgusting.
He has never been very patient, otherwise he wouldn't have been too lazy to 'play' with Zhao Gao and would have killed him directly.
The bed was warm, so Liu Bai asked the people in the palace to inform General Lu of Xianyang to pay attention to the people's cold protection. He also sent a letter asking Ying Che to get some money to distribute typhoid decoctions to the people.
In this era, colds can really kill people.
In another room, Chen Ying slept so darkly.
After a day's journey on horseback in the wind and snow, I was tired, so I naturally fell into a very deep sleep.
"Steward Chen, someone outside said they were looking for Uncle Chen."
The concierge called cautiously outside the door.
Now Chen Ying was not the first country man he, the concierge, had seen that day.
It was obvious that Mr. Liu regarded Chen Ying as a member of his family.
"Um?"
"Is there someone here?"
Chen Ying opened his eyes in a daze, then undressed and stood up.
If you look for your grandpa, it must be what grandpa said, 'You deserve to be beaten up by the old man'.
He is a man of faith, so he naturally values those who value faith.
My grandfather said that someone would come, and he came early this morning, so he was naturally happy.
"I'll go greet you."
Chen Ying followed the concierge to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. When he saw it, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
I saw an old man wearing a raincoat in the wind and snow, with his head held high.
The snow on his hair was equally white compared to the hair on his head.
"Where is Old Man Chen? You finally have something to ask for from me. Can you return my book?"
The old man was very rude. He sat down on the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion and then looked sideways at Chen Ying: "Go and call Old Chen over."
As he said that, he took off his shoes and placed them beside him: "This old boy beat me so hard that my shoes flew down the valley. Let him put my shoes on himself today!"
This time, Duan looked like an old friend with a grudge,
"Uh...Old sir, my grandpa has gone out."
"My name is Chen Ying, and I am the stone that I built in the canyon."
Chen Ying scratched his head, a little helpless.
He knew his grandfather's temper well, and it was indeed normal for him to knock someone's shoes off.
"Huh? Chen Ying, who is this old gentleman?"
At this moment, Xiao He, who was holding the memorial and preparing to go to Liu Bai, saw the movement in front of the door and asked curiously.
"Mr. Xiao, this is the person my grandfather asked to find."
Chen Ying replied honestly.
Unexpectedly, when the old man saw Xiao He, he was not polite at all. He still looked arrogant and even raised his feet: "Since Old Man Chen is not here, come!" You, and that polite little kid, you two come and help me put on my shoes. "
After saying these words, the concierge became angry and wanted to kick the old man out.
Chen Ying also frowned, secretly thinking that his grandfather was indeed right, this bad old man really deserves a beating.
"Old sir, it's windy, snowy and cold, and your knees and feet are where the sun is flowing. If you expose them, you'll easily get cold."
On the contrary, Xiao He was not annoyed, but gently put the memorial into his arms, then leaned down to pick up the shoes and put them on for the old man.
He was originally a petty official in Peixian County, and he had seen many old men like this who did not respect etiquette, but he did not have the slightest disdain.
The elderly are a blessing to the country!
Chen Ying also quickly helped the old man put on his shoes.
In any case, this is also my grandfather's 'friend', and he is considered an elder.
The corners of the concierge's mouth twitched when he saw it, and he really wanted to go up and give this bad old man a slap in the face.
On the contrary, the shameless old man was very happy and contented at this moment. He stood up and patted Xiao He and Chen Ying on the shoulders: "Very good, you two boys, very good!"
But above the threshold, there had been snow and wind for a long time. The old man sat down and the warmth melted the snow, but his buttocks became wet.
"Let's go and meet the so-called Immortal Liu Bai. I can give you some advice."
The old man moved generously.
He uttered wild words and the concierge’s fists clenched loudly!
My prime minister's name for banishing immortals is famous all over the world. You, a bad old man, don't even have a clean ass, but you dare to call my master by his name in the prime minister's palace?
Xiao He was confused and looked at Chen Ying.
The meaning is obvious: Who is this master? What a loud tone!
Chen Ying was also confused. How did he know that the "deserting a beating" his grandfather said could actually "deserve a beating" to such an extent?
Guidance to the left prime minister of the current dynasty, Yiwen Palace in charge of the book, Zhi Shilang, a military meritorious official, Liu Bai?
Even if Li Si came here in person, he wouldn't say that!
