It was the first time that Ying Zichu rushed to the palace so quickly. When he arrived, he already knew what had happened, but when he actually heard it, he didn't know whether to be sad or happy. He was very conflicted.
Cai Ze, Meng Ao and other important officials of the court had been waiting here for a long time. Lady Huayang also changed her appearance and was guarding outside the door with her arms around Ying Zheng, as if she was waiting for Ying Zichu's arrival.
Ying Zichu seemed to feel a little more relaxed, as if he had just been appointed crown prince and was freed from the constraints of Lu Buwei.
But now he could only cry, cry loudly, cry until he was dizzy, even though his crying was fake and exaggerated, he still had to cry.
Ying Zheng nestled in Lady Huayang's arms, watching his father cry so sadly. He also wanted to cry, but he couldn't.
Lady Huayang was also crying silently. Ying Zheng felt the tears falling on his face and turned around to wipe them away for Lady Huayang.
Chen Xuan looked at the depressed ministers below and felt that a lot of luck was about to move.
"Zheng, do you still remember what your grandfather taught you? Now is the time to put it into practice."
Chen Xuan touched Ying Zheng's little head, stared at the group of uneasy people and roared.
The noisy crowd instantly quieted down. Meng Ao looked up at Ying Zheng in Lady Huayang's arms, then quickly lowered his head, not daring to overstep his bounds.
Ying Zheng broke free from Lady Huayang's arms, looked at the silent crowd, listened to Ying Zichu's cries in the room, and took a step forward.
Many people in the crowd below looked up and looked at the young man who had been raised in the deep palace since he was welcomed back. Some were disdainful, while others were calm. However, except Meng Ao, no one thought that this young man was anything special.
Chen Xuan looked at the group of people whose luck was getting restless again and roared again.
Looking at the crowd before him, Ying Zheng finally understood what his royal grandfather had said to him: "If you have power, your ministers will be afraid; if you have virtue, your ministers will be rebellious. If you put power before virtue, your ministers will be in awe; if you put virtue before power, your ministers will be fearless and may harbor resentment."
Xianwei?
A hint of determination flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes. Something seemed to vibrate in Chen Xuan's heart, and the golden light of the beast armor in his mind became brighter.
"The King has passed away today. Originally, the Crown Prince should observe mourning, and the Ministers should conduct state affairs on his behalf. However..." Ying Zheng pursed his lips, and Chen Xuan roared in understanding, "I personally appointed a grandson as the Crown Prince for the King. Therefore, I will no longer trouble you Ministers with state affairs. I will conduct state affairs on behalf of the Crown Prince."
Chen Xuan looked at Ying Zheng who called himself "I" and felt for the first time that this child would be the arrogant emperor in the future. Even though all the power of the child now was given by him, even without him, Ying Zheng would be able to develop such power quickly.
"Even the crown prince cannot govern the country. How can you, a young boy, handle state affairs even if the king appoints you as the crown prince?" A middle-aged man raised his hand and shouted angrily. Although Chen Xuan did not recognize him, he knew that he was a member of the royal family.
"There is no precedent of a crown prince in Qin observing mourning." Ying Zheng glanced at the man, and Chen Xuan flew over directly and slapped the luck on his head. The man felt as if his head was hit by a blunt object, and he sat on the ground with a muffled groan.
"Also, who do you think you are? How dare you question the king's appointed grandson?"
Madam Huayang came back to her senses and gave instructions to her attendants.
"Someone come and throw this fool down."
Lady Huayang stood up and walked to Ying Zheng's side, looking at the ministers below.
"I and Prince Chu must observe mourning for the late king, so Prince Zheng will initially oversee state affairs. Minister Meng and Minister Cai will assist. I am exhausted. If you have no objection, I will withdraw."
Chen Xuan watched as the peacock on Madam Huayang's head transformed into a phoenix, feeling miraculous. Of all the luck in the room, only Cai Ze, Meng Ao, and he were not overwhelmed.
Meng Ao and Cai Ze both bowed and said, "This old minister receives the Empress Dowager's order."
Seeing the two men bow their heads, the other officials could only curse inwardly and shout, "We are waiting to receive the Empress Dowager's order."
Ying Zheng watched these people slowly retreat, feeling only bored. What Grandfather Wang and Chen Xuan said was true. Without authority, how could one show kindness?
Although Ying Zichu was mourning inside, he still heard the noise outside. Although it was Ying Zheng who was in charge of state affairs, it was still much better than having a senior minister do it. Besides, Ying Zheng was still a junior official, and most state affairs had to pass his approval before they could be implemented.
Madam Huayang pushed the door open and entered the room, not daring to look at the coffin parked in the middle. Seeing Ying Zichu still crying, although her eyes were red, she stepped forward and said:
"How can you cry like that? You're already in poor health. If you break down crying, how will I and Zheng'er survive? Do you want Qin to have three new monarchs in one year?!"
Ying Zichu looked at Lady Huayang with tears in his eyes and choked up, "How can I not cry? My father was only in his prime, and he hadn't even gotten his revenge yet, and he's gone like this. How can I not cry?"
Madam Huayang felt her heart break. First, Zheng'er was pretending to be mature, afraid that those shameless people would bully him, and then Ying Zichu was so sad that he almost broke down crying.
She had just experienced the pain of losing her husband, and she was not a person like Mi Yue who had the ability to suppress all the ministers and protect this group of troublesome people.
Ying Zheng ignored the two people in the room and just walked towards the Xianyang Palace on his own. He felt that he needed to release some pressure now, some pressure that did not belong to him.
"Zheng, don't overthink it. Just wait. By tomorrow, no one in Xianyang will have any objection to you handling state affairs."
Chen Xuan looked at the words on the animal armor, the four big characters "Received the Mandate from Heaven" written in oracle bone script.
Wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow the entire pre-Qin period will be shocked, and even later history books will describe this incident as more serious than the death of King Xiaowen of Qin.
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