Chapter 4 Meng Yi Zhao Gao [Jinjiang genuine exclusive release. Novice mission completed...
The little baby, the culprit, seemed to finally realize that he had done something wrong after seeing the reactions of the crowd. He grinned guiltily and, in a baby voice, inserted the few whiskers he had pinched in his right hand back into the Emperor's neatly groomed beard like seedlings. After finishing, he used his little hands to gently pull a few neat whiskers next to it as if burying soil to cover it, so as to prevent those "free" whiskers from falling off.
This "adding insult to injury" operation has completely messed up everyone in the hall!
Kneeling behind the eldest lady, wet nurse Chun looked at His Majesty's narrowed eyes and her own young master, who was still entrenched in His Majesty's arms, grinning foolishly and gazing at His Majesty with sparkling eyes. Suddenly, she felt a blackout and nearly fainted on the spot. All she could hear was the words flashing across her screen: "It's over! It's over! His Majesty is angry! Young Master Ying will completely lose the emperor's favor today on his first visit to the palace!"
Wang Ling, who was kneeling in front of Chun, clenched his hands nervously, his heart pounding, staring intently at the two people in front of him, one big and one small. After all, the imperial decision-maker in front of him was notoriously cold-tempered, and his ruthless methods of controlling his subordinates were well known to everyone.
Over the years, from the nobles of the six kingdoms outside the Great Wall to the Qin royal family and the descendants of the Ying family within and outside the imperial court, anyone who offended Your Majesty—even if they were your half brothers—Your Majesty would kill them without blinking an eye! So what if it was a grandson? Pulling out Your Majesty's beard and playing with it in front of so many people is also damaging to the dragon body and disrespectful to Your Majesty!
Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. As the eldest daughter-in-law of the royal family, Wang Ling knows too well how thin the family affection is within the royal family. She is not worried that her son's life will be in danger because of this incident. She is only worried that her son's silly and playful behavior will leave a bad impression on His Majesty, and then there will be no hope for Ying's future and the emperor's favor.
The other palace maids who were kneeling on the ground with their heads bowed did not dare to breathe.
No one said a word. The whole hall was filled with silence. A tense and oppressive atmosphere spread wantonly in the hall. Only Meng Yi, who was kneeling in front of the screen, had a quick smile in his eyes.
As His Majesty's all-round assistant and personal bodyguard, Meng Neishi has been with His Majesty for several years and has some understanding of His Majesty's true character hidden beneath his cold face.
Although His Majesty appears to be cold and unapproachable, he is not a person who kills indiscriminately or gets angry easily.
Haven’t you seen that the God of War Bai Qi decades ago and the old general Wang Jian today, two famous generals of the Qin State, had similar fates in their early years, but had completely different lives in their later years.
Both of them fought for the Qin State all their lives, but the former was unjustly killed by King Zhaoxiang. He fought for the Qin State many times, but eventually died in a war he had never participated in. Before he drew his sword and committed suicide in the dead of winter, all his official positions were stripped away by King Zhaoxiang. It can be said that he was in a miserable state.
General Wang Jian also fought all his life, but was gradually granted the title of "Che Hou" by Your Majesty, and opened up the Qin State's twenty-level military merit system. He served as a general for decades, and not only did he retire from officialdom in his old age, but his son Wang Ben also held great power in the army, his eldest granddaughter married the eldest prince Fusu, and his eldest grandson Wang Li was also highly valued by Your Majesty. The Wang family lived a prosperous life, which was enough to show the benevolence and righteousness in Your Majesty's bones.
Although the little prince's action of pulling the dragon's whiskers was a bit naughty and bold, His Majesty didn't care at all.
Sure enough - while Meng Yi was thinking, he saw His Majesty signaling with his eyes to the palace maid to bring a soft and clean handkerchief, and he personally took the handkerchief and carefully wiped the string of drool hanging from the chubby little chin of the little prince.
Wang Ling saw a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then she saw His Majesty said to her:
"It's okay, Wang Ling, please stand up. It's just a few whiskers. I'm not angry."
"Thank you, Father."
Wang Ling felt relieved and quickly thanked him and stood up from the floor. The others also followed suit and stood up from the floor.
After Qin Ying understood what her grandfather meant by "don't be angry", the light in her eyes became even brighter. She couldn't help but stretch out her little hand to touch the delicate dark patterns embroidered on her grandfather's clothes, pinch the tiny gems dotted on it, grinning as she admired her grandfather's handsome face, with a look of a pervert on her face.
Seeing Changsun's extremely bright smile, Ying Zheng couldn't help but raise his beautiful long eyebrows slightly. He really couldn't understand why this chubby little boy liked him so much. The fervent admiration in his clear eyes was almost tangible.
Ying Zheng, who had lived for thirty-nine years and had always been subject to the malice of others since childhood, had long been accustomed to the hatred, fear and respect of others towards him. When he faced such straightforward and sincere admiration and love for him for the first time, his first reaction was not happiness, but discomfort, and even a little helplessness deep in his heart.
His Majesty, who had suffered so much in his early years and was not able to handle any intimate relationships at all, avoided the overly enthusiastic gaze of the little baby, gently touched the soft belly of the chubby boy in his arms with his fingers without leaving any trace, and handed it back to the eldest daughter-in-law who stood up.
Qin Ying, who had returned to her mother's arms, heard the system's announcement again in her mind:
[Shock! The host is truly skilled and daring! He actually dared, in front of the loyal Qin minister Meng Yi and the treacherous Qin minister Zhao Gao, to forcibly pluck out the five dragon whiskers of the powerful First Emperor! Afterward, he even had the audacity to happily resume the thrusting motions to deceive the Emperor! This caused the Emperor's beautifully groomed beard to become a mess, tarnishing his image in front of everyone! Everyone present exclaimed in their hearts: "How audacious is the Emperor's eldest grandson!"]
[The mission challenge was successful. Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the "Stunning" novice mission. The host will be rewarded with a blind box lottery at the beginning of the Hai hour tonight!]
Qin Ying couldn't help but blink, sensing a hint of shock in the flat, mechanical voice. Is this even possible?!
He just saw that after the system released the task, a countdown pattern suddenly appeared on the suspended transparent light screen. Under the urging of the countdown, he subconsciously reached out and plucked a few strands of the old man's long beard. He didn't expect that it would actually work.
But—Meng Yi? Zhao Gao?
Qin Ying lay in her mother's arms and looked left and right. Among the palace people, she saw the two tall men standing one in front and one behind the screen.
The man standing in front had a handsome appearance and elegant temperament, and looked very much like Meng Yi, who was from a noble family.
The man standing behind was the one who had just led him and his mother in. He had a decent appearance, but the aura he exuded was not as confident and positive as before. He must be Zhao Gao from the hidden palace.
But these two looked very young, clearly having only started their official careers a few years ago. How could they possibly have reached the high positions of "Shangqing" or "Zhongchefuling"? So what was the meaning of the system's official titles for them?
Qin Ying couldn't help but frown when he thought of the "ten-year-old you" the system had mentioned before. He had already vaguely felt that there was something strange about this blind box system, but he didn't have the time to seriously think about it. He couldn't help but stare at his father, the First Emperor, with sparkling eyes again. He couldn't stop looking at him, and his head was full of excited screams of winning the lottery jackpot.
[Ah! My great-grandfather is actually the First Emperor! The First Emperor is actually my biological great-grandfather! The Great Qin! The living Zulong! The living First Emperor! Grandpa and grandma! I've made it!]
At the age of eighteen, things can no longer be hidden, emotions are still surging, and both love and hate are clearly displayed.
Under Changsun's scorching gaze, Ying Zheng once again heard the strange "sizzling" sound in his mind. He closed his eyes and thought that it might be because he went to bed too late last night and was angered by his stubborn eldest son during the morning court session, so he had auditory hallucinations again and again today.
He pursed his thin lips, then lowered his head slightly to look at his eldest daughter-in-law and said:
"Wang Ling, Fusu's confinement today has nothing to do with you and your mother. Don't worry about it. Don't think too much about it when you return home. Just take good care of you and your son. I will release him when the time comes."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ling, who had been worried all morning, finally relaxed a lot. She hurriedly held her son in her arms, bowed slightly to His Majesty, and said happily, "Yes, thank you, father. I understand."
"As for Qin Ying."
When Qin Ying suddenly heard her grandfather calling her name, her eyes widened immediately, she hugged her mother's neck, and straightened her little body in her mother's arms.
Seeing the little fat boy so clever, Ying Zheng couldn't help but smile, and then said to his eldest daughter-in-law:
"Take the little one with you and go to the harem to see Madam Qiang. She's been missing this child all the time."
"promise."
"Then Father, I will take Ying with me to pay my respects to Mother. I won't stay here to disturb you."
Wang Ling leaned forward again and said.
Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor nodded, she hurriedly took her son and led the wet nurse away.
Ying Zheng stood there and watched the mother and son gradually leave, but frowned and looked at the sky outside the window, then gave a command to his trusted minister waiting beside him:
"Yi, go call Xia Wuqie over."
Hearing that His Majesty was actually going to call the imperial physician, Meng Yi was suddenly shocked. Without hesitation, he turned around and left in a hurry.
When Zhao Gao heard this, he couldn't help but feel puzzled. He carefully lifted his eyelids and glanced at the emperor's face. Finding that he could not tell whether he was happy or angry, or if something was wrong, he lowered his head again and quietly became a background member.
Even though he had been carefully serving the First Emperor for more than a month since entering the Zhangtai Palace, this person was too deep-minded. Even if he observed carefully, he still couldn't understand his true thoughts at all. If he wanted to become an emperor's confidant like Meng Yi, he still had a long way to go.
Zhao Gao sighed inwardly and tried to cheer himself up.
…
There is blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and the weather is excellent. As time goes by, the golden sun has gradually moved above our heads.
As noon approached, the temperature in the palace had become a little hot.
When the First Emperor was hurriedly rushed to the Zhangtai Palace with Xia Wuqie carrying a medicine box to take his pulse, Qin Ying, who had just arrived at the harem area in a sedan chair carried by his mother, did not have time to let the wet nurse wipe the layer of sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. His mother pinched his chubby little butt with her left hand and touched his smooth forehead with her right hand, and gave him a serious and earnest education with a serious expression.
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