"I hope Father can be gentler when he hits Ping An!”
Fu Su had already started to mourn for Ying Pingan.
The last time he was beaten up, he was probably around this age!
That whipping had taught him a lesson!
"Ping 'an is so cute. Perhaps Father won't punish him!”
Ying Yuanman recalled the cute face of this little boy and said with a smile.
"Humph! Unless my father has changed…"
Fu Su snorted coldly." Father once said that scholars, farmers, businessmen, and workers belong to the lowly class. A prince has a noble status, and it is self-indulgent to be in contact with workers!”
This sentence left a deep impression on him. He would never forget it!
"I don't think so!"
The two chatted as they walked back.
Within the White Marsh Palace.
Ying Zheng had already started to dismiss the ministers.
"Let's end today's discussion here. Ping An is still young. In order to prevent him from being arrogant, we will record this credit first. In the future, when he is mature and no longer influenced by others, we will reward him!”
"Your Majesty is wise…"
The ministers cupped their hands and agreed.
"Alright! You guys go back first!" Ying Zheng waved his hand.
Everyone bowed and took a few steps back before turning around to leave.
As the Prime Minister, Li Si was the head of the ministers, and his position in court was at the very front.
It was also because of this that he had to walk at the back when he turned around and left.
When he stepped out of the White Marsh Palace, Ying Pingan was brought here!
The two of them looked at each other with different thoughts!
The two of them had just met, and Ying Pingan knew his identity!
In history, this guy had assisted Zhao Gao and Huhai to usurp the throne, and he had dealt with a group of suspicious ministers!
Although there was a part of being forced back then, no one knew what this person's intentions were!
After all, Great Qin had existed for more than 2,000 years, and there were only a few sentences in the history of Great Qin.
In addition, his arrival had changed the course of history. He wondered if this fellow's personality would change because of this!
"Little Lord, we should go in. His Majesty is still waiting!”
After all the ministers had left the White Marsh Palace, Ying Pingan was still standing there in a daze. Only when Qian Hao reminded him did he come back to his senses. Ever since Ying Zheng ate the Bone Regeneration Pill given by Ying Pingan, his body seemed to have returned to its prime.
He was tired from the journey, and after discussing with the officials in the White Marsh Hall for a long time, he did not feel tired at all.
"Your Majesty, the Little Lord has arrived!"
Qian Hao and Ying Pingan entered one after the other and reported.
"Haha, Ping An is here!"
"Hurry up! Come to father!"
Ying Zheng stretched his body and waved at Ying Pingan with a smile.
Ying Pingan naturally didn't stand on ceremony and quickly ran up to the top.
Standing on the steps and looking down at the entire hall, it immediately made people want to lead the heroes and unify the world!
No wonder Ying Zheng did not allow anyone to walk up the stairs, except for eunuchs, palace maids, and guards!
He was probably afraid that others would have such thoughts and plot to usurp the throne!
However, despite all his defenses, he was still unable to defend against Zhao Gao!
Fortunately, Ying Pingan had coincidentally come here and changed the course of history. Otherwise, Great Qin would have died in the second generation.
"Father, you were looking for me?"
After being stunned for a moment, Ying Pingan regained his senses. He still had that harmless expression on his face as he asked with a smile.
"Pingan, where did Brother Wang take you to play just now?”
Ying Zheng was dressed in a long black robe with dragon patterns, and his face was full of wrinkles as he smiled.
"General!"
After hearing those words, the smile on Ying Zheng's face froze!
They had just returned to the palace, and Fu Su was leading a five-year-old child there. What was his intention?
The court had been arguing about making Fu Su the Crown Prince!
Half of them thought that Fusu was kind and generous, and would definitely become a good emperor!
The other faction believed that Fu Su was weak and was not suitable to be the Emperor!
Ying Zheng, who had experienced the rebellion of the Sand Dune Palace in advance, had written a letter to summon Fu Su back to Xianyang. He intended to bring Fu Su back to his side and take advantage of his current good health to train him well so that he could become the successor of Great Qin in the future!
He didn't expect Fu Su to bring Little Seventeen to the pile of lowly people. Could it be that he treated Little Seventeen as a stumbling block on the Imperial Road?
How could such a narrow-minded person take over Great Qin? Little Zheng was curiously flipping through the things on the dragon table, not sensing the change in Ying Zheng's expression at all.
When he turned around again, he was shocked.
"F * ck!"
The quintessence of Chinese culture blurted out.
Just a moment ago, his old face was still smiling like a chrysanthemum. How did it turn into a thousand-year-old ice in a moment's time?
"Ping 'an, was it your brother's idea to be a prison warden?”
Ying Zheng's tone and expression turned bone-chilling.
Ying Pingan felt his hair stand on end.
What the f * ck!
No wonder the TV series always said that accompanying the king was like accompanying a tiger. It was really like this!
More importantly, he didn't say anything wrong.
Could it be that he couldn't go as a supervisor?
No wonder Fu Su was so reluctant to go with him, as if he was forcing him to eat sh * t!
This was the emotional reason!
"Father, your son wants to go…!”
Ying Pingan jumped into Ying Zheng's arms and continued,""Just now, your son saw that father was too tired from kneeling in court, so I wanted to ask the supervisor to build a dragon chair sofa for you and then lay a silk cushion. It's extremely comfortable to sit on it.”
"There's also a table that matches the height of the sofa. It's guaranteed to be dignified and comfortable…!”
Ying Pingan rattled on and on, explaining the benefits of the dragon chair, sofa, and table.
Ying Zheng's eyes grew brighter and brighter as he listened, and he couldn't help but move his legs!
It wasn't because Ying Pingan was too heavy, but because he had been sitting on his knees for too long, which made him uncomfortable!
"My son is still filial!"
After listening to Ying Pingan's explanation, Ying Zheng's smile returned to his face and he nodded repeatedly.
Looking at the old man's face gradually returning to normal, Ying Pingan secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he had been careful and did not eat all of it for himself. Otherwise, he would not be able to escape today!
"Royal Father called your son over for this matter?”
"Oh! I almost forgot!"
Ying Zheng slapped his forehead and put Ying Pingan down.
If not for this little fellow's reminder, he would have forgotten his main purpose!
"Your country is broken, mountains and rivers are still there, the city is deep in spring, the flowers splash tears, and the birds hate parting! I keep feeling that something is missing. It doesn't seem like a complete poem. Is it not finished yet?”
This poem was full of patriotic sentiments, but Ying Zheng always felt that something was missing.
This feeling had always been stuck in his heart, so he had sent people to find this little fellow in advance!
"Father, you're really smart!"
Ying Pingan raised his head in surprise.
This old man was not the emperor for nothing. He had some ink in his stomach!
"There really is?"
"Hurry up! Tell me what the second half of the sentence is?"
Ying Zheng grabbed Ying Pingan's shoulder in surprise and asked impatiently.
"Um…this…"
Ying Pingan pretended to be troubled.
Then, he rolled his eyes and pointed at the white jade inkstone on Ying Zhenglong's table, saying,""Father, your son sees that your inkstone is not bad. Why don't you let your son practice writing?”
"My Pure Yang Inkstone?"
This inkstone was given to him by his father, King Zhuang Xiang of Qin, when he entered the palace to encourage him to work hard.
Apart from the rare and expensive materials, this item also had a special meaning, which was why it had been used until now!
This kid has good taste!
"What's wrong? Royal Father can't bear to?"
Ying Pingan pouted.
Obviously, if he couldn't get the inkstone, he wouldn't even know the second half of the poem!
"Err…! Peace, I have a top-grade luminous pearl from the Western Regions. It is huge and gorgeous. Not only can it illuminate the sky, but it can also drive away mosquitoes. How about I give this to you?”
Ying Zheng waved his hand, and Qian Hao immediately understood what was going on, and hurried to get it.
In just a moment, he carefully carried a sandalwood box back.
Ying Zheng took off the lid, and a luminous pearl the size of an egg appeared before everyone's eyes.
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