Ying Zheng's praise came completely from the heart.
He looked at the young man who was shining brilliantly, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride, mixed with a bit of relief.
Looking back on the past and the present, if you ask the wise and capable Emperor Qin Shi Huang what he was most worried about, it must be the lack of successors.
The establishment of the Qin Empire not only drew on the remaining energy of six generations, but also consumed most of his life's efforts. He hoped more than anyone else that the Qin Empire would be forever stable and prosperous.
Because it embodies his ambition and immortal will.
Therefore, when you dream of a vast empire being burned down and destroyed, your first reaction is not anger, but disbelief.
He even suspected that there was something wrong with the royal family's feng shui. How come in the end, among the more than 20 descendants, not even one could hold on to the throne?
Fortunately, everything has changed in this life.
Ying Zheng looked at the child who lived up to his high hopes. His sharp phoenix eyes were exactly the same as his when he first ascended the throne, with a hidden edge and a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss.
In an instant, all the worries in my heart disappeared.
On the other side, the ministers in the court also came back to their senses from their deep thoughts.
They looked at the prince who was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger with complicated eyes. Even though their faces hurt a little after being hit, they had to admit that these strategies were very clever and to the point, and were not empty talk.
Faced with the amazing talent displayed by the prince, everyone no longer looked down on him and instead admired him from the bottom of their hearts.
"Your Highness, this is a move that will make a big splash!"
"I never thought that the prince, at such a young age, could possess such insight and strategy!"
"As expected of your Majesty's son, he has already begun to show the qualities of a crown prince. He will surely succeed the throne and become a wise monarch like your Majesty."
"The Crown Prince is truly a dragon colt and phoenix chick, no less than Gan Luo, who was appointed Prime Minister!"
The ministers praised him endlessly, some out of genuine admiration, some flattering, and some just for show...
The court was full of joy, but in fact most people had their own considerations and plans.
Ying Zhao was very clear about this.
As the crown prince, he has heard a lot of flattery since he was a child. How could he be lost in the praise that is difficult to distinguish between true and false?
He wore a reserved yet polite smile on his face and responded to his ministers one by one, with a calm and composed attitude.
This kind of calmness in the face of praise or criticism made the emperor nod in satisfaction again.
Well, that's good, the kid is patient.
The first time he took charge of government, Ying Zhao shined brightly and displayed the grace and demeanor of a crown prince. From then on, there was no more objection in the court.
For Ying Zhao, this meant that he had entered the court, participated in state affairs, and become an important member of the political situation, no longer being treated as an ignorant child.
At the same time, his reputation gradually spread.
The fact that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was once inconspicuous, has now made a stunning breakthrough is indeed a topic worth discussing.
Many officials and aristocratic families who are trying to curry favor with the prince have begun to plan to make friends with him, and some even want to surrender to him in advance in order to gain the credit of being his successor.
For a time, turmoil began to surge in the circle of power and wealth.
Compared to the complicated thoughts of the upper class, the thoughts of the common people are much simpler.
For them, the greatest good news is that the next generation of monarch is wise and virtuous.
Today, the country is strong and the economy is prosperous. Even if they are ordinary people at the bottom of society, they still have food to eat when they are hungry, clothes to wear when they are cold, a place to live, income from their work, and even medical treatment for their illnesses and books to read.
This is a good life that they never dared to dream of before.
They only hope that under the leadership of a wise monarch, they can usher in a prosperous Qin Dynasty, so that they, as the people of the Qin Dynasty, can live and work in peace and prosperity for generations to come.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was highly anticipated by everyone, was at a loss at this moment.
Ever since his outstanding performance in the court, his father asked him to learn how to review memorials. At first, Ying Zhao was really excited and prepared to take a good look.
As a result, after reading several memorials in a row, he fell silent.
[Your Majesty, are you well?]
——【I am at peace, please do not disturb me with trivial matters.】
[Your Majesty, the lizhi in Lingnan are ripe. I would like to present the best quality batch to Your Majesty.]
——【Yes, the Queen likes it, please send more.】
[Your Majesty is awe-inspiring, wise, and powerful. I admire you deeply... Whenever I think of your majesty's majesty, I can't sleep, and I wish I could see your face every day...]
——【If the number of characters exceeds three, a fine of three gold coins will be imposed.】
My beloved dog has given birth to five puppies. Both mother and puppies are safe. I believe this is due to the blessing of Your Majesty's dragon energy. I am writing this memorial to express my gratitude for Your Majesty's grace.
——【My dear, you have been so idle lately. I have neglected you.】
Ying Zhao held the delicate and thick paper book, and suddenly, the filter he had for the memorial shattered.
Shouldn't memorials be used to discuss national affairs, and should they be solemn and sacred?
Forget about the flattery, why does something as trivial as the birth of a puppy at home have to be brought to the imperial table?
He put down the memorial wordlessly, turned his gaze to the emperor who showed no emotion, and asked in confusion.
"Father, why do the ministers still report these trivial matters?"
"Maintaining the friendship between the ruler and his subjects is also a skill used by the emperor to balance power."
Ying Zheng replied earnestly, patiently teaching his heir whom he had high hopes for.
"Besides, there aren't so many important things to do on a daily basis. If I have to worry about everything, what use would I have them for?"
Hearing this, Ying Zhao nodded suddenly, and then reflected in shame.
"I am thinking too simply."
"It's okay. You're new to politics, so it's normal to be surprised."
"Although these memorials are flashy and superficial, they are still a pleasure after a period of boredom."
Ying Zheng casually reviewed a memorial in greeting, his tone remaining calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
When he looked at the young man who was listening to his teachings, his majestic and indifferent voice became a little more serious.
"In the future, remember to guard against arrogance and impatience. A ruler should never act according to his own preferences. Whether it is towards his ministers or in government affairs, he must never be biased."
"Thank you for your teachings, Father. I will always be vigilant!"
Ying Zhao was shocked and took his father's advice to heart. His eyes, as bright as stars, were full of seriousness.
Ying Zheng patted his son's shoulder with satisfaction, and then after he gradually got the hang of it and could handle memorials independently, he handed over some of the trivial official duties to him.
The excuse is to develop his ability to handle government affairs.
A month later.
Chu Yuening felt distressed when she saw her baby going out early and coming back late. She couldn't help but glance at someone who was leisurely and comfortable beside her.
"A Zheng, you are exploiting child labor!"
Hearing his wife's angry accusation, Ying Zheng chuckled and pretended to explain innocently.
"This is something Zhao Zhao volunteered to share with me, his father."
"Yeah......?"
Thinking of how happy her son was, Chu Yuening became hesitant and her voice became weaker when she asked questions.
Ying Zheng picked up the delicate girl who was as soft as a cloud and coaxed her softly.
"Okay, Yue Ning, don't worry. Zhao Zhao is no longer a child and knows his limits."
"It's rare to have some free time now, so why not spend more time with my husband?"
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