In the summer of the 13th year of the Qin Emperor's reign, under the arbitrary decision of the ruler of the Qin Dynasty, the crown prince took charge of government affairs.
Therefore, Ying Zhao changed his previous leisurely life and became busy.
At first, the court officials did not have no objections.
After all, the prince is only a child. Even if he is a genius and well-read, his mind is still immature, and he is bound to show weakness in the solemn and dignified court.
Moreover, political affairs are not just talk, they require rich experience and sophisticated experience. Any decision made in the court concerns the national economy and people's livelihood, and is not a joke.
However, Your Majesty holds all the power and prestige, and the court officials would not be so tactless as to offend him, so they just treat the prince as a mascot.
However, the prince's outstanding performance afterwards slapped them in the face.
At the meeting.
Ying Zhao was dressed in a black robe with golden python patterns. As he was not yet a crown-wearing man, he only wore a bun on his head. He wore a lustrous mutton-fat jade pendant around his waist. His attire was luxurious yet dignified.
The whole person is handsome and has a great temperament.
At this moment, he was calm and composed, his brows were steady, without a trace of childishness. Even though it was the first time he was in a tense and serious environment, facing the inquiring eyes of the officials, he remained calm.
His manners were elegant and proper, showing the grace of a prince, which impressed people.
Seeing him like this, the ministers in the court could not find any fault with him. The contempt in their hearts immediately subsided, and they dared not underestimate this prince who was a hidden dragon out of the abyss.
The ministers were looking at Ying Zhao, and Ying Zhao was also observing them secretly.
Since the reform, there has been a major reshuffle in the court. Many complacent old people have disappeared, and have been replaced by proactive newcomers.
Over the past ten years, the imperial examination system has become popular and has selected many talented and ambitious people, including many from poor families.
They are in their prime, have great ambitions, dare to accept new things, and are full of passion and fighting spirit. They want to strengthen the country and ensure the safety of the people and realize their ambitions.
Such vigorous vitality and sincere passion are exactly what the ever-changing Qin Dynasty needs.
Ying Zhao's eyes swept across faces with different expressions, and finally stopped on a familiar face - his teacher, the newly appointed Shangshu Ling Xiao He.
He was slightly startled, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
Although the Shangshu Ling had no decision-making power, he had the real power to command the six ministries. Although Xiao He had excellent talents and political achievements, he was still inexperienced.
In terms of status, he is not as good as the nobles and royal family members; in terms of merit, he is not as good as the generals with glorious military achievements; in terms of seniority, he is not as good as the loyal ministers who have been immersed in officialdom for more than ten years.
As a child from a poor family, Mr. Xiao can now sit in this position, which must be due to the support of his father.
Thinking of this, Ying Zhao raised his head slightly and looked at the emperor sitting high on the dragon throne. Through the twelve tassels that symbolized power, he met the pair of majestic and deep phoenix eyes.
His expression remained calm, but his mind was full of thoughts.
Checks and balances...Is this the art of ruling one's subjects that you taught me?
After an invisible struggle, the solidified air began to flow again.
As usual, all the officials began to report state affairs to His Majesty one by one. The ministers sometimes discussed and sometimes argued, and the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly solemn.
Ying Zhao was not in a hurry to show himself, but listened quietly, secretly thinking about solutions and observing his father's methods of handling state affairs.
The discussion in the court was in full swing. The ministers were immersed in government affairs and gradually ignored the silent prince.
So, when they were discussing the attack on Western Qiang, a clear young voice suddenly rang out, catching all the officials off guard.
The prince, who had been invisible just now, suddenly stepped out and gave advice in a serious tone.
"Father, regarding the attack on Western Qiang, I have a humble opinion."
After the ministers were stunned, their looks varied, some questioning, some curious, and some worried.
Ying Zheng's expression remained dignified and indifferent. He did not give any special treatment to his son because of their father-son relationship. Only a hint of imperceptible relief flashed across his phoenix eyes.
"Since the prince has suggestions, you can speak freely."
Under the scorching gazes of civil and military officials, Ying Zhao remained calm and composed, and expounded his political views in a clear and logical manner.
"The southwest region is located on a plateau with numerous mountain ranges and a rugged and complex terrain. The Western Qiang tribes live in scattered communities and their whereabouts are secretive. I'm afraid the most difficult part is tracking them."
"And there's an obstruction like the miasma of the Baiyue Mountains. The higher you go, the more chest tightness and shortness of breath you'll experience. In severe cases, you might even faint."
"Therefore, we must not rashly send troops to attack."
His speech was well-reasoned and accurately analyzed the unfavorable situation, and also pointed out the omissions that no one had noticed.
In an instant, the ministers were amazed and began to talk about it.
"Your Highness is absolutely right. The southwest is surrounded by mountains. The Western Qiang tribe is small and scattered, and they are familiar with the terrain of the mountains and forests. If they deliberately hide, even if our Great Qin is powerful, we will return empty-handed."
"Such a strange disease actually exists. Could it be caused by an evil spirit?"
"I originally thought that the Western Qiang were weak, but I didn't expect them to be the toughest bone to chew."
"Thanks to the prince's reminder, otherwise I'm afraid my Qin army would have suffered a setback..."
Hearing the compliments coming one after another, Ying Zhao just responded with a faint smile, still maintaining the graceful and calm demeanor of a prince, without getting carried away at all.
Seeing this, Ying Zheng's lips curled slightly, and his eyes revealed the satisfaction and relief of "my son has grown up".
He looked at the young man who was beginning to show his talent, tapped the dragon throne with his slender knuckles, and his low and majestic voice softened a little.
"What the prince said makes sense."
"The attack on Western Qiang is indeed a difficult matter. Do you have a solution?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the court fell silent.
The ministers all had strange expressions on their faces, thinking secretly in their hearts that the war situation was complicated to begin with, and even if all the civil and military officials put their heads together, it would take a long time to discuss.
I don't know whether Your Majesty trusts the Crown Prince or makes things difficult for him.
However, Ying Zhao, the protagonist of the incident, believed that his father was giving him an opportunity to show his prowess.
He smiled slightly, his almond-shaped eyes raised, and his calm face became lively, looking energetic and full of vigor.
"First, don't alert the enemy for now. First, secretly send scouts to investigate the situation and find out the specific locations of the Western Qiang tribes."
"Secondly, the fainting spell isn't caused by evil spirits, but rather a condition called 'altitude sickness,' so we just need to research medication to overcome it."
"Third, instead of attacking with the entire army, it is better to break up the army into smaller units, travel light, and defeat them one by one..."
In the bright morning light, the handsome young man spoke eloquently, as if he was confident in his plans. His whole body seemed to be shining with dazzling brilliance, showing the unparalleled demeanor of a crown prince.
After a moment, the voice gradually stopped.
"This is just my humble opinion. If there are any shortcomings, I hope your Majesty will forgive me."
Ying Zhao bowed humbly, but his eyes were sparkling as he looked up, as if he was expecting something.
Ying Zheng's brows and eyes were bright, he laughed heartily, and he praised generously.
"Hahaha, my son is extremely clever and resourceful, and he hasn't disgraced himself as the Crown Prince of Qin. I'm so relieved!"
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