Zhao Gao, who had been lowering his head and not saying a word, raised the corner of his mouth.
The final victory was within reach.
Based on his decades of understanding of Ying Zheng, Zhao Gao firmly believed that his future would be ruined the moment he said the word 'win Chang' an.'
"Little Nineteen, don't talk nonsense. My decision to stay or leave is made by Imperial Father. You just have to follow Imperial Father's decision. Don't ruin your future for Eldest Brother.”
Fu Su, who had been stunned for a long time, finally came to his senses and hurriedly advised Ying Chang 'an in a low voice.
He didn't want Ying Chang 'an to become a second him.
"Continue."
A deep voice came from the throne.
No one could tell what was on Ying Zheng's mind.
Ying Chang 'an was completely unaware.
He shrugged and said indifferently,"I can decide my own future. Big brother, you don't have to worry about it.”
"In short, I just don't want big brother to leave.”
Ying Changan grinned. His smile was as pure as white paper.
He would never forget that when he first came to this world, it was Fu Su who gave him the initial warmth and care.
Fu Su was indeed not a good heir, but he was a good big brother.
Ying Chang 'an raised his little head and looked at Ying Zheng, who was standing high up in the air. He raised his voice again and said,""Father, I don't want big brother to leave.”
"No matter what big brother did wrong, he is still my big brother. No matter what Imperial Father decides, I will always respect my big brother.”
"Big brother might not have any talent, he might be stubborn, and he might have a wooden head, but he's still my big brother.”
"As the saying goes, a son doesn't think his mother is ugly, and a dog doesn't think his family is poor.”
"An elder brother is like a father and mother. I think this sentence is very appropriate.”
Ying Changan's voice trailed off.
All the officials in Zhangtai Hall were in a mess.
What was the Nineteenth Prince talking about?
Fu Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't know whether to be touched or angry.
Haha!
Brother, thank you!
This is considered as a great filial piety, filial to death!
Huhai covered his mouth with both hands and laughed gloatingly, his face flushed red.
"Hahaha, Little Nineteen is done for. He dared to disobey Imperial Father, he will definitely not have a good ending.”
On the high and mighty throne.
Hearing Ying Chang 'an's words, the expression on Ying Zheng's face changed rapidly.
From the initial silence, to the touching, and finally to the joy.
At this moment, several emotions were interweaving in Ying Zheng's heart, making him feel a lump in his throat.
This was the feeling.
This was the feeling!
Brotherly love, this is what I want to see and hear.
The former Ying Zheng had the most tenacious and unyielding temperament of an emperor.
Whoever stood in his way.
No matter who it was, even if it was his own son.
He would not hesitate to get rid of them.
However, ever since he heard that Li Shiming had killed his brother and forced his father to do so, Ying Zheng was a little dazed.
Was this how the imperial family should be?
In order to ascend to the throne, he did not hesitate to kill his own brothers?
Ying Zheng was an emperor throughout the ages, but he was also a father.
Which father in the world would want to see brothers kill each other?
Ying Zheng suddenly arranged for all the princes to attend the morning court session.
He just wanted to see who among his many sons was.
Was there a single person, even a single person, who could defy the Emperor's will for Fu Su, for their own brother?
Thinking of this…
Ying Zheng could not help but glance at his youngest son, the porcelain doll standing beside Fu Su.
I didn't misjudge you.
Brat, you passed the first test.
Next was the second test.
"Pa!"
Suddenly, a crisp sound of a table being slammed rang out. Ying Zheng stood up from his throne, and in a rare display of anger in public, he said sternly,""Bastard, how can a little kid like you interrupt my decision?”
Inside the memorial platform.
All the officials prostrated themselves on the ground, shivering.
When the emperor was angry, millions of people died.
Not to mention Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of the ages.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. The Nineteenth Prince didn't mean it.”
Zhao Gao was also kneeling on the ground, pretending to plead for Ying Chang 'an, but he was already overjoyed.
"Imperial Father, Nineteenth Brother's words are innocent. Imperial Father, please forgive him.”
Fu Su also hurriedly pulled Ying Changan to kneel in front of the throne.
Ying Zheng stood high up in the air, looking down at his ministers. The terrifying might of an emperor swept across the entire hall, suffocating everyone.
In the end.
Ying Zheng fixed his gaze on Ying Changan, then said word by word,""Chang 'an, I'll give you one more chance. Do you choose to plead for your brother, or do you choose to understand my painstaking efforts?”
Ying Changan also became serious, which was rare. He pouted and said,"Pleading for Big Brother and understanding Imperial Father's painstaking efforts should be two different things, right?”
Fu Suren was dumbfounded.
Why was this devilish brat still talking back?
Do you want to die?
"Bastard!"
Ying Zheng swung his sleeve fiercely, raising a fierce hurricane and smashing the imperial table into pieces.
All the officials present were trembling.
Many people were sweating profusely.
There were even some scholars who fainted on the spot.
The might of the Ancestral Dragon was not something that ordinary people could withstand.
"Zhen will ask you one last time. Do you want to continue protecting your big brother?”
Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
The emperor's pressure in the hall had also reached a terrifying peak.
"Little Nineteen, quickly apologize to Imperial Father!”
Fu Su grabbed Ying Changan's sleeve and was sweating profusely.
"Little prince, just lower your head and surrender. I beg you.”
"That's right, Nineteenth Prince, the might of an Emperor cannot be offended.”
"As long as you lower your head and admit your mistake, His Majesty will not do anything to you.”
Li Si, Wang Ben, Wang Wan, and the other important officials also tried to dissuade him.
"I won't!"
Ying Changan stubbornly raised his little head.
I don't believe that I can't change everything.
Not letting Big Brother leave was for Great Qin's own good.
Could it be that he would only leave Zhao Gao and Huhai in Xianyang, treating them as a pile of dog poop that had been blinded?
"Nineteenth Brother! I'm begging you. No, you're my brother."
Fu Su was about to cry.
Was this kid born in the year of the duck?
Only his mouth was the hardest in his entire body!
Fu Su finally saw Great Qin's future through Ying Changan.
If anything were to happen to him, he would probably have to find a piece of tofu and kill himself.
"No!"
Ying Changan's little temper also came up. He was stubborn and did not dare to say anything.
Li Si and Wang Ben looked at each other in dismay.
This father and son pair could be considered to be at loggerheads in this Zhangtai Hall.
What should we do?
Just as everyone was prostrating on the ground, trembling in fear.
No one noticed.
At this moment, Ying Zheng, who was standing on the high and mighty imperial steps, had a faint smile on his lips, so faint that no one noticed it.
Immediately after.
Ying Zheng swung his sleeve again and said angrily,""Retreat!"
Before he finished speaking, he left the hall in a huff.
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