Zhangtai Palace.
All the officials were gathered in front of the hall, ready to attend the court meeting.
The atmosphere in Zhangtai Palace today seemed to be even more tense than before. There were even more guards, as if they were searching for something.
"What happened in the palace?"
"Could it be that the remnants of the Six Nations have snuck in?”
"It is said that a bamboo slip of unknown origin appeared on His Majesty's table this morning and is currently being investigated.”
"Who can do such a thing?"
.......
The ministers discussed, their faces filled with surprise.
Before going to court, he naturally had to know the Emperor's mood to avoid saying the wrong thing.
"It seems that Brother Zheng has already seen the report letter.”
Ying Zimo, who was a small figure, was especially eye-catching among the officials.
On his innocent and romantic round face, his dark eyes were calm.
Brother Zheng would definitely not believe it at first, but as long as he planted a seed of doubt, it would be fine.
Moreover, Zhang Liang and Bo Lang's assassination would soon become a reality.
Unfortunately, he was still young, and his words were light.
No one would believe the prophecy of an eight-year-old child. They would only treat it as a child's words.
Moreover, if Ying Zimo exposed his thoughts, those people would probably see him as a thorn in their eyes, a thorn in their flesh, and they would want to get rid of him as soon as possible.
What if he 'accidentally' died that day?
Ding! "Detected that the host has changed the trajectory of Great Qin's national fate. System activating…"
The National Fate System has been successfully activated. It has detected that the host is the Young Master of Great Qin and has bound Great Qin's Fate to the host.
As long as Great Qin's National Fate increased, they would be able to obtain generous rewards! If the State of Qin was destroyed, the host's soul would also dissipate.
A voice sounded in his mind.
Ying Zimo was stunned.
The system hadn't come after transmigrating for a few years, and now it was suddenly bound to a system?
"My report letter changed the trajectory of history, so the system was activated?”
Ying Zimo wasn't surprised. Instead, he was pondering.
Now, they were completely tied to Great Qin.
If the Great Qin Dynasty is prosperous, other people will live; if the Great Qin Dynasty is destroyed, other people will die.
In other words, as long as Qin didn't perish, he would live forever?
According to the original trajectory of history.
Brother Zheng fell ill from overwork. At the age of forty-nine, on his fifth eastern tour, he died of illness in Dune.
The entire empire seemed to be stable, but in fact, it was like a carriage moving at high speed. The only reason why it could maintain stability was that there was a talented monarch at the helm.
If Brother Zheng died, the Great Qin Empire would instantly collapse.
What would happen next was written in the report letter.
"I have to do something. Even if Great Qin doesn't last for a long time, I have to at least give it a second life. I can't just die for no reason.”
Ying Zimo clenched his toot little fists.
Then, he let go weakly.
He was only eight years old and had little power. He did not have any say in the court, let alone military power.
She couldn't possibly secretly write a report letter to Brother Zheng every time, right?
Having done this once, Brother Zheng was already on guard.
The sky was about to brighten.
Purple clouds from the east shone through the clouds and scattered between the vermilion walls and green tiles.
"Court!"
The person who shouted was standing on the steps.
It was Zhao Gao, who was wearing a red robe and had a dark expression on his face.
The civil and military officials then filed into the Qilin Palace.
"I will set off for the east tomorrow and have decided to choose one of the young masters to take over the government.”
Ying Zheng was wearing a black dragon robe, with twelve royal streamers on his head, sitting on a high place.
His voice was like a heavenly voice that spread throughout the entire imperial court.
Qin Shi Huang went to the east to patrol, and the country could not go a day without a monarch.
Therefore, they needed to choose a young master to take charge of the government and call him the supervisor of the country.
According to tradition, it was naturally the Eldest Young Master.
After all, he was the eldest son of the direct heir, and he was very likely to be the next monarch. This could also be considered a form of training.
"This time, let Fusu rest and choose another one.”
Ying Zheng tapped his fingers on the table, his gaze sweeping across the group of young masters.
Among the officials, Fu Su, who was dressed in a snow-white Confucian robe, was stunned.
Clearly, the First Emperor's words were beyond his expectations.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is against the rules…"
"The rulers of the past dynasties are all the eldest sons.”
"Young Master Fusu is the oldest and has already overseen the country twice. If it were any other young master, I'm afraid they wouldn't be as experienced as the Eldest Young Master.”
A few ministers spoke, led by Chunyu Yue.
Fusu had a close relationship with the Confucians. This time, it was a very bad sign that the First Emperor did not need Fusu to supervise the country.
They brought out the first weapon of the Confucians, the ritual system.
"This world is mine, and the rules are mine.”
Ying Zheng glanced over with his indifferent eyes and said,""Jun is not joking. Do you have any objections?”
His expression was calm.
But his meaning was very firm.
"I dare not."
"I would like to ask Your Majesty, since you don't need to support Young Master Su, who will be the person in charge of the country?" Chun Yu Yue lowered his head and asked again.”
It wasn't just the scholarly faction. The civil and military officials were all very curious.
Young Master Gao? Young Master, where are you going? Or Hu Hai?
However, when Ying Zheng stood up, he gave them an answer that left them dumbfounded.
"I've decided to let Little Nineteen Ying Zimo manage the country.”
The ministers: "????"
Fu Su: "????"
Instantly.
Everyone was stunned and shocked.
All eyes were focused on Ying Zimo, who was standing among the ministers. He was only half the height of a man and had a tender face.
Ying Zimo: "???"
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