Chapter 97 How to Place [Jinjiang Authentic Edition Exclusive Release - Elimination Between Father and Son...
Under the rustling snow, Qin Ying thought of Zhang Liang before falling asleep, whose favorability with him was only decreasing and not increasing. At this moment, Zhang Liang was also suffering in the duty room of the Qinxue Palace.
He had been worried ever since he learned yesterday about the city-wide hunt for the assassin. This evening, when he heard from a young eunuch that the Internal History Meng Yi had successfully captured the assassin who had attempted to assassinate the Emperor in the western suburbs outside Xianyang City during the day, Zhang Liang realized that something serious was going to happen!
Over the years, the anti-Qin forces he had painstakingly cultivated outside the city of Xianyang might have already been secretly targeted by Ying Zheng!
And he himself, the Zhidianlang, might have been targeted by Ying Zheng!
[Escape!]
He must escape from the palace and escape from Xianyang City before his true identity is exposed!
However, when he actually started to escape, Zhang Liang couldn't help but feel a little desperate.
Forget about escaping Xianyang City; even escaping the Xianyang Palace was a difficult feat. The palace was heavily guarded, and the easiest way to escape was by water. The Wei River and the Fanchuan River, which flowed through the palace, connected to the outside. Zhang Liang could swim, and in the summer, he could have jumped into the water after dark and quietly escaped along the waterway. But it was freezing cold today, and the Wei River and the Fanchuan River were already frozen. Even a waterway was out of the question. The moment he stepped onto the ice, he would be spotted by the palace guards and immediately captured!
Unable to escape secretly, Zhang Liang wanted to leave the palace openly. However, because the whole city was searched for thieves, he could only enter the palace but not leave without the emperor's permission!
There was no way forward and no way back. After trying many methods and finding that he could not escape from the palace at all, Zhang Liang could only stay in the palace for a while in trepidation and anxiety, intending to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.
He waited anxiously from the darkness until the sky gradually brightened.
Today is the third day since the emperor was assassinated and the second day since the thief was imprisoned. If he is strictly interrogated, Zhang Liang firmly believes that his true identity will be exposed, and the tyrant will send people to arrest him after dawn. He waited anxiously until the sky was slightly bright, and even bright, and saw that Lu Zhi, Zhang Cang and others also began to enter the palace to compile books, but he was still staying in the Qinxue Palace.
[Is it that Ying Zheng simply hasn't discovered my true identity? Or is it that the assassins Meng Yi captured on the outskirts of the city haven't captured the forces I've painstakingly built up over the years?]
Zhang Liang, who had not yet figured out the real situation, was in a state of panic. He felt a little nervous and a little lucky. He could only suppress his anxiety and wait for the time to end his shift. If he could leave the palace with Lu Zhi, Zhang Cang and others at that time, it meant that he would not be exposed in front of Ying Zheng. If the other officials could leave the palace, only he would be detained.
Haha - it's all death anyway.
Zhang Liang, who had prepared for the worst, narrowed his eyes and gradually calmed down when he was extremely worried.
Zhang Liang calmed down, but the nobles in the capital Xianyang could not calm down.
It is true that too many things have happened in these two days.
First, His Majesty rode on the golden carriage and took His Royal Highness the Grandson to the western suburbs to check out the new iron forged by the blacksmiths of the Shaofu. Unfortunately, His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Grandson were assassinated in the western suburbs!
His Majesty was furious! He immediately sent his trusted Nei Shi with most of the palace's elite soldiers to search the city for the thief!
Just catch the assassin, but there is no peace in the palace. After returning to the palace, His Majesty imprisoned the eighteenth prince who was only six years old!
The ministers who heard the news were shocked. What was going on?
It can't be that the Eighteenth Young Master is related to the assassin outside the palace, right?
Before the nobles in Xianyang City could figure out the matter of the Eighteenth Prince, Meng Yi took the elite soldiers in the palace and turned the entire capital upside down. After half a day and a night of running around, he finally arrested hundreds of anti-Qin remnants outside Xianyang City in the early morning of the next day and put them in jail!
Seeing that the assassin had been caught and His Majesty did not convene a court meeting, the ministers felt a little relieved. However, they never expected that His Majesty would summon the posthumous son of Chang'an Jun to the palace immediately afterwards.
You know, ever since Chang'an Jun plotted rebellion, Chang'an Jun's mansion has almost become a dilapidated prison in the royal city!
In the eighth year of King Zheng of Qin, countless people died because of Chang'an Jun, both openly and secretly. The only posthumous son left by Chang'an Jun had a noble birth, but lived worse than ordinary people in the royal city.
Civil and military officials rarely thought of this young man who was labeled as the "son of a traitor". However, after the assassination, His Majesty not only summoned Prince Ziying, but also restored his status as a prince of the royal family and sent two imperial doctors to the dilapidated Chang'an Mansion to diagnose and treat the sick wife of Chang'an.
this……
In just two days and two nights, the series of events that took place inside and outside the palace, in the city, and outside the city had completely exceeded the expectations of all officials. Even the Xianyang nobles living in the small southwestern city were somewhat confused about the emperor's thoughts.
The officials in the palace who were extremely anxious were unable to enter the palace yesterday. There was a court meeting this morning, and all the civil and military officials ran to the outer hall of Zhangtai Palace in fear to attend the court meeting and meet His Majesty.
As the Chief Justice appointed by the Emperor, Li Si is undoubtedly the person who is most willing to guess the Emperor's thoughts.
However, whether it was the disguised confinement of the Eighteen Princes or the unexpected restoration of Prince Ziying's royal status, these two unrelated things left Li Si confused.
This time he had to admit that not only could he not understand His Majesty's plan, he didn't even know what His Majesty was thinking. He didn't know if it was because he was too concerned, but Li Si, who was kneeling on the seat, found that the look in His Majesty's eyes, who was sitting high at the top today, seemed to be a little difficult to interpret.
Did he do something out of the ordinary?
Li Si, who sensitively noticed that the emperor's eyes seemed to be different, lowered his eyes and quickly reviewed everything he had done recently, but found nothing wrong.
The First Emperor, who was sitting at the top, naturally saw Li Si's expression. Humans are not plants or trees, so it is difficult not to be disturbed by a shocking event and have some corresponding emotions.
While sitting in his study reading the "Records of the Grand Historian", His Majesty not only read the "Annals of Qin Shi Huang" many times, but also read the "Biography of Li Si". Although he was furious about "Li Si" and "Zhao Gao"'s conspiracy after the sand dune collapse, he read to the end that "Li Si" advised "Hu Hai", and "Hu Hai" not only ignored Li Si's words, but even beheaded "Li Si", the most meritorious civil official! "Exterminate the three clans"!
Seeing the miserable end of "Li Si", the slight anger that Qin Shi Huang had towards Li Si disappeared. Alas, it was ultimately because Fusu was not ambitious enough. As the eldest son of the emperor, he had never been able to recognize his own identity and figure out his political position. When he was alive, he could not be followed or recognized by Li Si and his group of upstarts who came from outside the Great Wall. After his death, it would be even less likely that he would be protected by this group of upstarts.
Everything Li Si did later was certainly selfish, but if you calm down and think carefully, you can also see that Li Si's actions were to protect the Qin Dynasty, to protect his great unification, and to protect the Legalist cause in his mind.
Although "Li Si" would make mistakes, he was indeed extremely capable.
His Majesty the Emperor, who adhered to "pragmatism", looked at Li Si with a cold gaze several times, which made Li Si a little uneasy. Finally, he forgave "Li Si" in his heart, and then shifted his gaze to his stubborn eldest son. Glancing at Fusu's face that seemed to have lost weight in just two days, and the trance and confusion in his eyes, the First Emperor could not help but narrowed his narrow and long eyes slightly.
As soon as the court meeting was over, the stubborn eldest son was immediately called to the inner hall of Zhangtai Palace. In the huge inner hall, after all the palace servants were dismissed, only the father and son were left.
The father and son, one sitting and one standing, one above and one below, stared at each other for a long time with their similar phoenix eyes. Finally, Fusu couldn't help himself. His eyes turned red and he knelt heavily on the wooden floor. He looked at his father in the seat above him and whispered in a hoarse voice:
"I am an unfilial son. Please forgive me, father."
The First Emperor, with his fingers clenched together, finally heard the words he wanted to hear from the stubborn man. He could not help but curl his lips coldly and stared down at his eldest son kneeling below:
"Fusu, where do you think you went wrong?"
[What went wrong?]
Upon hearing this, Fusu's eyes turned even redder. He unconsciously curled up the fingers of his two hands slightly, pursed his thin lips, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice with an extremely ashamed expression:
"Father, I, your son, also heard from Ying about the prophecy you received from the black bird when you were in the western suburbs. As your eldest son, you have placed high hopes on me since I was a child. I have failed to satisfy you, failed to stabilize the Great Qin, and failed to protect my younger brothers and sisters. Finally, finally..."
Fusu's eyes were red and he couldn't utter a word when he heard the tragic content after "finally". The First Emperor, who was sitting at the top, listened to the sobbing voice of his stubborn eldest son below. His long eyelashes drooped, and he pursed his thin lips and said nothing.
Although they are biological father and son, it would be nonsense to say that they have a telepathic connection.
Over the years, as the territory of Qin State expanded, the father and son had several conflicts inside and outside the court due to their different political views. However, at the moment before knowing the "future", they would never have thought that they would end up in that situation.
Each of them was filled with pain and guilt. Both father and son were silent. In the quiet inner hall, where one could hear a pin drop, one could clearly hear the sound of the wind outside the window. They both shared the same pride and stubbornness. After a long silence, the Emperor, who had been in power for twenty-eight years and had never once bowed his head before his children, at this moment, for the first time ever, looked down at his stubborn eldest son, whose eyes were red as a rabbit, and spoke in a hoarse voice of comfort:
"Fusu, the various prophecies that the black bird gave to the Great Qin and the imperial family the other day were ultimately just revelations from heaven. You only need to use them as a reference and a warning to yourself. There's no need to be bound by them. As for the fact that we, father and son, have ultimately reached the point predicted, you are at fault, father. I am also at fault."
"Father!"
Fusu, who had been a son for twenty-one years and a father for two years, was struck by lightning when he suddenly heard his father admitting his mistakes. He raised his head in surprise and looked at his tall father above him with disbelief.
After saying the most difficult opening words, it was not too difficult to say the rest. Qin Shi Huang looked at his eldest son's red and helpless eyes, which were both frightened and moved. His eldest son had not done anything for him except helping his daughter-in-law and giving birth to a good grandson, and sighed.
Even though the family ties in the royal family are not as pure as those in ordinary common people's families, he is still a father after all.
Through Fusu's tearful eyes, he could only see his tall father sitting at the head of the table, his gaze filled with helplessness yet pity. He sighed deeply at him, then stood up from his seat and slowly walked down the imperial steps. He not only bent down and offered his hand to help him up, but also used his two big hands to smooth out the wrinkles on his sleeves. His expression was complicated, but his tone was exceptionally gentle:
"Fusu, I've been deeply reflecting in the palace these past two days. In the two years since unification, the rift between us father and son has grown deeper and deeper due to our political views. The issues involved are not solely your fault."
"Thankfully, God has blessed us, father and son, with the opportunity to see the future, communicate honestly, and make amends for each other's mistakes. This may not be a bad thing."
"Let's put aside the past and the prophesied outcome. Since you've already recognized your mistakes, your father has spoken frankly with you today."
"Fusu, as the eldest brother, you are qualified, but as the heir to the Qin Dynasty, you are out."
Even though he had prepared himself mentally, Fusu still felt bitter when he heard his father's words refuting his position as "crown prince".
After all, the eldest prince who doesn't want to be the crown prince is not a proper eldest prince.
He was like a Samoyed that had accidentally fallen into the water, his fur all wet. He nodded silently with his head down, and whispered in a hoarse voice:
"Father, I understand that I am neither capable nor capable of shouldering the burden of the Qin Empire."
"No matter who you choose as your successor in the future, I will always be a virtuous minister and loyally assist the Second Emperor."
After hearing the words of his stubborn eldest son, Qin Shi Huang felt relieved. Although he had already decided in his heart that only his good grandson could be his "heir", "Crown Prince" was not "Crown Prince" after all. There was a generation between them. It was hard to say what would happen in the future. If his grandson came to the throne, his stubborn eldest son, the "emperor emeritus", would be so obsessed with it that he would want to interfere in government affairs.
The good grandson only liked his father 60% of the time. As a father, he could tolerate his stubborn eldest son, but the good grandson as a son might not tolerate his stubborn father.
He could pave the way for his grandson's second generation before he ascended the throne, but he could not see the real life of the "second generation".
After unification, he posthumously conferred the title of "Empress Dowager" on his mother and "Grand Emperor" on his father, but there was a huge difference between the living "Grand Emperor" and the "Grand Emperor" lying in the mausoleum.
The First Emperor did not want his eldest son and eldest grandson to have any conflicts over "political power" a hundred years later, which would affect the fate of the Qin Dynasty. Now that he had the assurance from his stubborn eldest son, he smiled and patted his eldest son's shoulder with his big hand and said gently:
"Fusu, you don't need to try to force your position as crown prince to be above a wise minister. Just think more about the late king when you encounter problems in the future."
Fusu was stunned when he heard his father's incoherent words. A moment later, he remembered his grandfather, King Zhuangxiang, who died young and was known as the "Grand Emperor", and thought about his father's emphasis on his fat son. He understood his father's hidden meaning: the future Qin II was destined to be his fat son. If he were still alive that day, as a true "Grand Emperor", he would have to live as if he were dead.
The eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, who was in high spirits: "..."
Well...Xuanniao, it is really difficult for him to comment on his father's request.
Unfortunately, even if it was difficult to comment, looking at his father's narrow and long phoenix eyes, Fusu finally suppressed all the complex and difficult emotions that emerged in his heart, and leaned forward slightly with a hoarse voice and said:
"Father, don't worry. Although Fusu may not be as talented and wise as you, nor as intelligent and clever as Ying, he will learn to change his temperament and work hard to assist the Second Emperor in the future."
The First Emperor opened his mouth slightly. He actually felt that after his grandson became "Qin Ershi", the eldest son should not be "assisted" but just be treated as a piece of air, and just be a mascot of a loving father and a filial son.
But looking at the admiring red eyes of his eldest son, he finally swallowed the words that he was "a piece of air" and just a "mascot".
The father and son, having finally resolved the past estrangement by talking through their thoughts, took advantage of this rare, heaven-sent opportunity. Then they saw the black-robed eunuch who had been waiting outside the hall hurried into the inner hall and bowed to report:
"Your Majesty, the eunuchs from the Palace of Diligent Learning have just hurriedly reported that the Eighteenth Young Master has caught a cold while studying. He now has a high fever and is lying unconscious in bed."
"What?!"
Qin Shi Huang, who knew that Hu Hai was a troublesome person, never expected that his youngest son would be so troublesome. He had just "confined" his youngest son for two days, and before anything could happen, this little bastard had caught a cold and had a high fever!
He could not help but frown and ordered the eunuch:
"Send the imperial physician to the Qinxue Palace first."
"promise."
The black-robed eunuch hurriedly accepted the order and bowed to take his leave. If Fusu had heard that his younger brother was sick three days ago, he would have rushed to see him in a hurry. However, after knowing the prophecy of the black bird, he was not a wooden man without emotions. Even if he had been more tolerant of his younger brother in the past, it would be difficult for him to look at him with love.
He did not resent the fact that "Hu Hai" usurped the throne and forged an imperial edict to force "him" to death as predicted by the Xuanniao. This was just a common method used by the royal family to suppress political opponents. However, "Hu Hai" forced his wife and son to death, and even brutally killed his other brothers and sisters who posed no threat to his throne at all. This was completely unacceptable to Fusu. Looking through the historical books left by various countries, even in the royal family fighting for power, there was no one with such a vicious temper!
His son was the "Second Emperor of Qin" in his father's mind, while his younger brother was the real "Second Emperor of Qin" in the Xuanniao prophecy. No matter who he was compared to, he was a loser. Fusu couldn't think of what to say, but thinking about Hu Hai's age of only six years old and the fact that although he was naughty, he had not really done anything wrong, he couldn't help but look at his father's face with a complicated expression and asked in a low voice:
"Father, my brother, you also know his fate. If you choose Ying as your heir, how will you arrange for his future?"
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