"What are they discussing?”
Li Si looked at Ying Zixuan and the other three, who had completely lost the distinction between monarch and minister.
He felt like he smelled a conspiracy.
The Wang family and Meng family controlled nearly half of Great Qin's army.
The Wang Army and Meng Army were both elite troops.
Therefore, in order to avoid suspicion, the two families had always been the kind to not quarrel if they could fight.
But at this time, Meng Tian ran over to have a good time with Wang Jian and his son.
This didn't fit their style of doing things!
"Meng Yi, what is your big brother discussing with Old General Wang and the others?”
Li Si looked at Meng Yi, who was dealing with the report, and finally reached out to poke his arm.
Because of Li Si, Meng Yi, who had almost blurred the words on the report, looked up at Li Si with a grumbling expression.
That resentful gaze made Li Si feel a little embarrassed.
"Prime Minister Li, if you want to know, you can just go over and ask. I'm sitting further away from you. You can't even hear me. How can I hear what they're saying?”
Meng Yi's words were full of complaints.
Good heavens, it was fine if they called him over.
Why were they bitterly approving the report here while their elder brother and the others were chatting so happily over there?
This wasn't fair!
Meng Yi's stomach was filled with resentment, but he could only vent it on the memorial in front of him.
"Sixth Brother, can you come over and take a look at this?”
As Meng Yi was reading the bamboo slips with a troubled heart, Eldest Young Master Fu Su's voice suddenly rang out.
When Feng Quji and the others heard Fu Su's voice, they looked at him in surprise.
Although Ying Zi Xuan had said that if there was something he couldn't make up his mind, he would show it to him.
However, Li Si, Feng Quji, and even Meng Yi knew.
If they couldn't make up their minds, they could only hand it over to His Majesty.
However, he didn't expect Young Master Fusu to actually hand the memorial to his sixth brother.
"What's wrong?"
"This is a joint memorial submitted by the nobles of the original six dynasties. The general meaning is that their ancestors 'graves, relatives and friends are all in their homeland. They are now lonely in Qin and want to return to their homeland.”
After hearing Ying Zi Xuan's question, Fu Su was very tactful, and directly simplified the contents of the bamboo scroll for Ying Zi Xuan to hear.
"The nobles of the Six Nations!"
Ying Zixuan, who had been discussing the first breeding of the corn with Wang Jian and Meng Tian, suddenly heard Fu Su mention the Liu Country nobles.
His eyes immediately lit up.
Nobles of the Six Nations, nobles were good…
"Your Highness, when His Majesty was still in Xianyang, these six countries had already reported this matter to His Majesty more than once, but His Majesty had never paid attention to it. You see..."
When Li Si heard Fu Su mention this matter, he did not wait for Ying Zixuan to speak and hurriedly spoke up.
This was not something they could decide at will.
"Oh? Could it be that we're going to let them think about their homeland in our Qin Land? This didn't seem appropriate!”
Ying Zixuan looked at the somewhat anxious Li Si.
He then looked at Fu Su.
"Brother, what do you think we should do about this?”
The problem was thrown out by Fu Su, but at this time Ying Zixuan threw it back to him.
The main thing was to see what his attitude was.
"This... Yes, if it's according to my personal opinion, these nobles of the six dynasties who were forced to stay in Xianyang City have caused all kinds of trouble in Xianyang City. In addition, their homeland is indeed in a foreign land. Now that the world is unified…"
"Mm, you don't have to say anything. I roughly understand what you mean. Now that the world has been unified, it's time for us to send them back and regroup to fight against Great Qin, right?”
When Fu Su spoke, although his tone was very calm, Ying Zi Xuan could clearly feel that his eyes were somewhat evasive.
"Elder brother, if I were you, I would kill all of your Six Nations 'gates.”
"What? You... Sixth Brother, don't talk nonsense!"
Fu Su didn't expect Ying Zi Xuan's topic to go so far.
One second, he was still talking about the Six Nations, and the next second, he was talking about killing his henchmen.
This gap was a little too big!
"Do you think I'm joking with you?”
Ying Zi Xuan looked at this elder brother of his whose brain was somewhat not working well.
Actually, he was also having a headache.
Fu Su was absolutely loyal to Ying Zheng.
Moreover, his loyalty could be expressed with his own life.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to control 400,000 soldiers and General Meng Tian just because of Zhao Gao's imperial edict.
If you want to kill yourself, kill yourself.
However, while he was loyal, his thoughts were not aligned with Ying Zheng's.
This was his biggest problem.
Fusu's hanger-ons and teachers were mostly old members of the Six Nations and Confucians.
Right now, Great Qin was in the midst of a hundred schools of thought, and it could be said that this was the most prosperous era of learning.
Legalism, on the other hand, was born at the same time as Qin, and in exchange, it gained unprecedented glory.
And now, the scholarly faction also had the intention of following suit.
Their target was the Eldest Young Master, Fu Su, who had the highest chance of inheriting the throne.
Under the brainwashing education of these guys, Fu Su, who was very afraid of Qin Shihuang, even had the courage to propose the idea of restoring the enfeoffment system to Qin Shihuang.
It could be seen how deeply he had been poisoned.
If Ying Zi Xuan's guess was correct, the memorial that he handed to him was probably the idea of his hanger-ons from the six dynasties.
！！
She asked weakly,"Is there anyone watching?" The author had no confidence at all when he wrote it like this!
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]