Looking at Ying Fusu's appearance, Ying Zheng felt a little distressed.

He wanted to say something to comfort his eldest son, but when those words came out of his mouth, they automatically turned into a scolding.

"Look at what you are like now! You are sluggish at the slightest setback! You are useless!"

Gai Nie stood quietly aside, seemingly unfazed.

His emotionless face was enough to cover up ninety-nine percent of his emotions.

Outside Zhangtai Palace.

Zhao Gao and Li Si said: "Your Majesty has spoken."

Li Si quickly shook his sleeves and bowed as if the First Emperor was right in front of him.

"I listen."

That respectful attitude was exactly the same as Zhao Gao's, making Zhao Gao feel like he was looking in the mirror.

"His Majesty said: 'If it is because of the arrest, you will come to see me tomorrow.' I wonder what Li Tingwei wants to report? Is it consistent with what Your Majesty said?"

Li Si saw Ying Fusu enter Zhangtai Palace with his own eyes and knew that Ying Zheng could not spare time to see him for the time being.

But when it comes to expressing loyalty, of course the sooner the better, so there’s no point in doing it every other night?

"Yes and no, this matter is of great importance. Si dare not return home and can only speak to His Majesty. Please tell Mr. Zhao on your behalf. Si will be waiting here today. He must see Your Majesty!"

Zhao Gao entered Zhangtai Palace again.

After a while, Zhao Gao returned.

"Excuse me, Li Tingwei, please wait here."

"promise."

In the Qin Dynasty, the subordinates should respond to the superiors, and the juniors should respond to the elders, which is called "Wei".

Among peers at the same level, the word "nuo" is used to respond.

The idiom "Wei Nuo Nuo" comes from these two echoing words.

Outside Zhangtai Palace.

A group of Langguan stood proudly holding long swords and wearing leather armor.

They have dark skin, strong bodies and excellent spirits.

The officials who could be chosen to protect the First Emperor were all elite soldiers who had been on the battlefield!

On the left side of the palace entrance, Zhao Gao stood there, standing even more upright than the other officials.

As long as he was not in front of the First Emperor, Zhao Gao's back could straighten up.

Li Si was confused when he saw Zhao Gao come in and then stop going in.

Zhao Gaonai was carrying out the seal order, so why didn't he stay with His Majesty? Could it be that His Majesty wanted to talk to the eldest son alone?

With this thought, Li Si also stood on the right side of the palace entrance.

He was slightly stooped. Since entering Xianyang Palace, his stature has become a bit shorter.

He didn't know that Zhao Gao was no longer the official seal official.

And the new seal official was Gai Nie, whom he began to think would bring danger to the First Emperor.

If he had known this a long time ago, he would definitely re-examine the relationship between Ying Zheng and Ying Chengxuan.

Of course, this will not change his current position in Xianyang Palace, it will only allow him to change his draft.

This time the Meng family's target was not him, but what about next time? What about next time? He didn't want to encounter such an embarrassing situation again.

He doesn't want to stop at being a Tingwei, he wants to be the prime minister who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!

Li Si and Zhao Gao, one on the left and one on the right, are like two door gods, guarding the safety of the First Emperor.

Ironically, according to the original history, it was these two door gods who worked together to force Ying Fusu to death and support Ying Huhai, the eighteenth son of the First Emperor, to ascend to the throne, which led to the death of the Qin Empire II.

Two hours ago, Wu'an Jun's Mansion.

"If you keep Fusu, Qin will not die after two generations, right?"

Ying Chengyu picked out a piece of tiger meat from the hot pot, covered it with sauce, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Tigers, which are now national first-level protected animals, were eaten casually in the Qin Dynasty as long as they could be caught and beaten to death.

The heat of the hot pot and the aroma of tiger meat filled every inch of Ying Chengyu's mouth, making him hooked.

The drunkard who accompanied Ying Chengyu to eat hot pot had stopped drinking and his eyes were shining brightly.

"Death in the second generation? Is what your Majesty said true?"

"You're so excited!"

Ying Cheng slapped him angrily.

The drunkard turned his head to one side and dodged easily.

"If Qin falls, won't I, the Chang'an Lord of Qin, lose everything? Who will find you a drink then?"
Chapter completed!