The atmosphere in the backyard was a little strange.
The little Ying Zimo was actually educating his elder brother.
"I'm in danger? Your elder brother is righteous, what danger would there be?”
Fu Su felt both angry and amused.
From the Imperial Court to the people of Great Qin, they all said that Fusu was gentle and kind, and had the demeanor of a gentleman.
Even the talented people of the six dynasties, the royal descendants, and the nobles respected him and were even willing to be his guests.
How could it be dangerous?
"What is the sky of Great Qin?" asked Ying Zimo seriously. Was it the Confucians or the nobles of the six dynasties?”
Fu Su was stunned.
Ying Zimo shook his head and answered himself,"
"No, Great Qin only has one Heaven, and that is Imperial Father.”
"This is why I dared to act against Zhao Gao first and report later. I dared to issue a decree to transfer military rations. So what if I was condemned by thousands of people? I can still be alive and kicking."
"The Confucians have a saying that if the ruler wants the subject to die, the subject has to die. If the father wants the son to die, the son has to die.”
"The remnants of the Six Nations and the butt of the scholarly faction have never sat on the same stool as Father, but you treat them like distinguished guests. Isn't it dangerous?”
These words stunned Fu Su.
Not only him, but even the important officials of the empire who heard this were shocked.
He had never expected that these words would come from the Little Lord.
"Little Lord, you can actually see it so clearly.”
Li Si agreed in his heart.
He was born in the Confucian school and was Xun Zi's disciple. However, he had completely abandoned his Confucian identity and became the representative of the Legalism school.
It was for this reason that his attitude toward the Confucians was even more ruthless than the average person.
He was very clear about his identity. First, he was Great Qin's Prime Minister, and now, he was a student of the scholarly faction.
Otherwise, how could Ying Zheng let him hold such a high position?
It was the same for Fu Su. As the Crown Prince, he advocated Confucianism and was at odds with the First Emperor.
Ying Zimo continued," That's why my father has distanced himself from my eldest brother. He even has the intention of excluding my eldest brother from the core of power in Great Qin. If you weren't the eldest son, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be as good as Huhai.”
Fu Su was speechless.
Not as good as Hu Hai?
He felt that this was the worst time he had ever been slandered.
However, he could not refute.
"Although Imperial Father didn't say it, he's actually very disappointed in you, Eldest Brother.”
"Think about it from your perspective. If your children were to be at odds with you, what would you do?”
"In order to wake my eldest brother up and become a qualified crown prince, Imperial Father can only use the worst method.”
Before Fu Su could answer, Ying Zimo continued,""That is to guard the borders and stay away from these Confucians. I want to see with my own eyes what the Great Qin Empire relies on to support its foundation.”
"But what if something happens to Imperial Father when Eldest Brother is guarding the border?”
Fu Su's expression changed. He pulled a long face and said,""Nineteenth brother, what nonsense are you talking about? How could he say such disgraceful words?”
He was still very filial and was very angry when he heard this.
"Birth, old age, illness, and death are the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao. How is this nonsense?”
" And I'm just assuming," Ying Zimo said confidently." I can't wait for Father to find the Immortality Medicine so that the Great Qin Empire can last for generations."”
If the system could reward him with a treasure that could prolong his life, Ying Zimo would have given Brother Zheng the medicine even if he had to secretly drug him.
As long as Brother Zheng was here, Great Qin would be here.
Ying Zimo's life is safe!
Fu Su was speechless.
"If something happens to Imperial Father, and you are still at the border, and the officials believe that you insist on Confucianism and are not in line with the foundation of Great Qin, will they support another young master to ascend the throne?”
"That young master is naturally not an eight-year-old child like me.”
"Could it be Huhai? Zhao Gao, who followed the First Emperor, was Huhai's teacher!"
As soon as he said this.
Wang Jian and Meng Tian were shocked.
Especially Li Si. He even had the illusion that the young master's gaze was on him as he spoke.
Would he allow the legal system he had established to be destroyed?
Therefore, stopping Fu Su from ascending to the throne was indeed something he would do.
Although Huhai wasn't an outstanding successor, he was at least easy to control in the eyes of the officials.
The atmosphere in the backyard dropped to freezing point.
Fu Su's palms were already covered in cold sweat.
He wasn't a fool. After thinking for a while, he realized that Ying Zimo wasn't exaggerating.
It sounded incredible, but if things really developed according to what Nineteenth Brother said, it was very likely to become a reality!
However, how could these comments come from the mouth of an eight-year-old?
"Nineteenth brother, who told you this?”
Looking at Ying Zimo, Fu Su asked seriously.
"I'm also using the words of others, not my own thoughts.”
This was a lesson from the history books.
Ying Zimo naturally couldn't say such words if he was the one involved.
"Eldest Brother, don't continue to be muddle-headed. Otherwise, you'll become a sacrificial lamb for the scholarly faction.”
Ying Zimo wanted to pat Fu Su's shoulder.
However, he realized that he was not tall enough and could only jump up to complete this action.
The scholarly faction was courting death.
It was not hard to understand why Qin Shi Huang burned books and buried scholars.
"What should I do if Imperial Father wants to punish the scholarly faction?”
Fu Su's mind was in a mess.
The beliefs that they had always believed in were overturned at this moment.
In a short period of time, it was naturally difficult to accept.
"Little Lord, is he really eight years old?"
Wang Jian, Meng Tian, and Li Si looked at each other.
The Little Lord had completely toyed with his eldest brother, Fu Su, in the palm of his hand.
However, who was the one who told the Little Lord these things?
Could it be Qin Shi Huang?
Hiss, it was very possible. It was hard for the First Emperor to say, but it was much more reasonable for the young Ying Zimo to open his mouth to beat Fu Su.
Otherwise, why didn't His Majesty punish the Little Lord for killing Zhao Gao? And let the Little Lord continue to govern the country?
They looked at the potatoes that had just been buried in the ground, deep in thought.
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