The second day.
It was still dawn when Ying Zheng woke up from his sleep.
In fact, he only rested for about three hours from the time he went to bed to the time he got up.
Ying Zheng sat at the head of the bed and wiped his face with his hands.
He thought of the lovely young men in his dreams and couldn't help but smile slightly.
He thought that people in later generations would label him a "tyrant", but to his surprise, two thousand years later there was a group of descendants who liked him in their eyes and hearts.
Ying Zheng thought that even for the sake of his descendants who loved him, he should destroy that so-and-so pheasant country.
He calmed down and stood up, "Someone, change clothes!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" An eunuch's reply came from outside the palace.
The eunuch lowered his head, bent his body, and took small steps as he walked quickly to the bedside of the First Emperor.
He bowed respectfully to the First Emperor without saying a word.
Then he brought out a wrinkle-free black gold dragon robe and dressed Ying Zheng neatly.
Ying Zheng was thinking about meeting Cheng Xiaoxiao and the others today, so he asked the eunuch, "Zhao Gao, am I dressed appropriately today?"
Zhao Gao was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, but he quickly reacted and immediately knelt down in fear and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty! I am a eunuch. How dare I look directly into the eyes of the Emperor? Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
However, he was somewhat puzzled. His Majesty had never been a person who cared about his clothes. Why did he suddenly ask about his clothes today?
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gao, who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and frowned slightly. He said majestically, "I asked you to look, so look. Am I dressed appropriately today?"
Ying Zheng's aura frightened Zhao Gao so much that he trembled immediately and dared not to think about it anymore. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He bent down even lower, his eyes rolled in his sockets. He raised his eyelids slightly, his gaze fell on the First Emperor for a moment, and then immediately looked away.
Zhao Gao trembled as he spoke, "Your Majesty looks excellent today, as radiant as ever. This dragon robe only makes you look even more heroic and dashing. You are truly a handsome and elegant man..."
"That's enough." Ying Zheng raised his hand impatiently to interrupt him, "Get out!"
Zhao Gao replied "yes" with a smile on his face, then he bent his body and slowly backed away. The moment he turned around, the smile on his face suddenly faded.
"Oh, you really treat me as a dog. One day I will step on your head." He thought to himself.
When he met ministers on their way to court, Zhao Gao resumed his timid attitude.
Xianyang Palace.
The First Emperor looked down at the noisy ministers below and felt as if countless flies were flying around his ears, making his head buzz, and he gradually became irritated.
He only wanted to do one thing now, which was to meet Cheng Xiaoxiao and others.
But what he didn't know was that Cheng Xiaoxiao and others were in the hall at that moment, but he just couldn't see them.
The First Emperor stood up impatiently, and the noisy voices below suddenly stopped.
He looked at the ministers below and said coldly, "Dismiss the court!"
The ministers looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know what had made His Majesty so worried. They wanted to ask but were afraid of offending the First Emperor, so they all lowered their heads and remained silent.
The First Emperor glanced at Fusu, and his impatience eased slightly. "Fusu, you stay!"
In an instant, all eyes in the Xianyang Palace shifted to Fusu.
They looked at Fusu in confusion, their minds racing. They couldn't help but wonder, was His Majesty asking Fusu to stay because he had done something to displease him? Or...
Not to mention the ministers, even Fusu himself was a little confused.
He couldn't help but think back to what he had done during this period of time, and found that there was nothing out of the ordinary, so he felt relieved.
"Huh!" Fusu exhaled. He thought, "As long as my father doesn't criticize me, that's fine."
While he was thinking, all the court officials had quickly left.
Ying Zheng looked at his handsome and kind son and felt a little proud in his heart.
But... as an emperor, being too kind is actually a bad thing.
"I wonder if the younger generations can make Fusu change." He thought to himself.
"Let's go!" The First Emperor turned around and prepared to take Fusu to the inner hall. "Father will take you to meet a group of special people."
Fusu saluted respectfully, "Yes, Father!"
Just as Fusu was about to follow the First Emperor into the inner hall, a voice suddenly rang out from the entrance of the hall, "Ancestor First Emperor, I am here!"
Hearing the voice, the First Emperor and Fusu subconsciously turned around and saw that the hall, where only the two of them had just been, now had more than a hundred figures.
Fusu's eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open, obviously he was shocked to the extreme.
He quickly turned around and ran to the side of the First Emperor in a few steps, protecting him behind him.
"Who are you? Do you want to assassinate my father?" Fusu shouted harshly.
Compared with Fusu, the First Emperor was much calmer.
After all, I've seen it once.
He gently pushed Fusu away, a smile on his face, "Come on, you must have a good chat with me today."
At this moment, Fusu, who was pushed away by the First Emperor, stood there and doubted his life...
"Someone come here." The First Emperor shouted.
Zhao Gao hurried in, hunched over. "Your Majesty, what are your instructions?"
The First Emperor waved his hand and ordered, "Go and bring me some tables and some good wine and food."
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