A big hand appeared out of nowhere and pressed directly on Wang Ben's shoulder, forcibly pressing down the second most decorated soldier in the Qin Dynasty after his father!

"My dear nephew, could you please sit down?" Meng Wu said warmly.

The undeniable meaning in those words, and the constant blessing power on his arm, are even more so for his eldest son, Meng Tian!

Wang Ben didn't respond and turned to look at Wang Jian's expression.

Wang Jian looked extremely solemn.

He looked at this old friend who had never made any great achievements in his life, and now his official position and title were not as good as those of his eldest son, who was enlisted in the same batch as him, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by the Duke?"

Meng Wu, the head of the Meng family who had never been famous in his life and had the least sense of existence, grinned widely.

Although there was no sound, anyone could tell that Meng Wu was laughing!

Meng Wu pressed Wang Ben with his right hand and pointed at himself with his left hand. He laughed silently until tears flowed down his face.

"The meaning of Meng Wu."

Wang Jian had never seen Meng Wu like this before. In fact, he had never thought highly of this military commander who was at the same time as him.

If Meng Ao, who had outstanding meritorious service and served the Qin kings of the four dynasties, was not alive and well in the Meng family, Wang Jian would not even bother to talk to Meng Wu.

Born in the Meng family, he was taught by Bai Qi, the Lord of Wu'an, and taught by words and deeds by Duke Meng. Meng Wu, whose military exploits were mediocre, was not worthy of the respect of his king, Jian.

Therefore, although Wang Jian felt that Meng Wu at this moment made him feel a little strange.

But as soon as he heard that Meng Ao didn't mean it, Wang Jian's eyes stood up.

"Jian doesn't follow your wishes."

Under the gaze of the Great Qin War God who wanted to kill, Meng Wu placed his left hand on the Great Qin War God's shoulder.

"In the battlefield, I am inferior to you in martial arts. Today in the court, I am inferior to you in martial arts. If the Marquis of Wucheng doesn't believe it, you can give it a try."

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

Wang Jian narrowed his eyes, thinking about the new grandson he named Wang Li, thinking about the Wucheng fief he already had, and thinking whether he could stop Ying Chengyu would not affect the enfeoffment or the outcome of the dispute between counties and counties.

So the great Qin military leader stabbed Meng Wu with his eyes as sharp as a sword, and said coldly: "Wang Jian only knows about Meng Wu today."

Wang Ben, the second most successful man in the Qin Dynasty's army, saw his father acting like this and would not say anything more.

Meng Wu did not answer Wang Jian's words.

He pressed Wang Jian with his left hand and Wang Ben with his right hand. In recent years, many people felt that the Wang family, which was newly promoted to the first military family in the Qin Dynasty, should not act rashly.

The mediocre previous head of the Wang family looked at Ying Chengyu, who was still making a fuss, and said with a smile in a voice that only he could hear: "Little King Qin, you are very angry."

In the court, for every general who wanted to stop this farce, another general would appear next to him.

Those who appeared later were either members of the Meng family or military generals who had old ties to the Meng family. Every one of them was very polite and courteous.

They would ask the general who wanted to stand up gently: "How about sitting down?"

answer.

It's good for you and me.

Shouldn't.

The generals' pupils shrank suddenly and they looked at Meng Wu, who was pressing Wang Jian with his left hand and Wang Ben with his right hand. Who dared to resist?

There were just one or two generals who were unyielding, unruly and determined to break free.

When the second Mongolian general, the third Mongolian general, and the fourth Mongolian general came over.

When he asked in a warm voice, "How about sitting down?", eight strong arms pressed down on his shoulders.

These two angry generals could hardly breathe, so how could they stand up and say "no"?

Meng family, Meng Wu, bring the Meng family members to the entrance.

Not for the aloof First Emperor, but for the very temperamental Little King Qin.

After this court meeting, the Qin State no longer had any dispute over whether the first military family in the Qin Dynasty was the Meng family or the Wang family.

The First Emperor took in everything below.

He looked at Ying Cheng and the Meng family exerting their strength, a trace of disappointment and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Disappointed, Ying Chengxuan stood up at this time and was satisfied with what the Meng family had done.

This criticism is what Li Si deserves, so why bother to explain it to him?

If Li Siruo can't even bear this, how can he deserve to enjoy the position of prime minister?

Although Cheng Xi's character was much stronger than Fu Su's, he was still kind-hearted and soft-hearted in the end.

After his father left, Meng Wu followed him to the throne.

It's a happy event to get up today.

Now that Meng Wu has risen, I don’t believe it. If I don’t have Wang Jian and Wang Ben, I won’t be able to quell the Huns and Baiyue!

"Are you bullying people? Li Si said a few words for me, and then you all attacked him? He's coming after me, right? Nian nian nian, what the hell!"

When Ying Chengyu heard that there was no one in the palace to give any more advice, he sat down on the table, crossed his legs, and pointed his nostrils to the sky, loudly rebuking the ministers.

All the ministers were speechless.

Are you worthy of being someone with the same level of knowledge as you?

But they knew that talking to a scoundrel like Ying Chengyu was nonsense, so they all surrendered and complained.

"I ask your majesty to drive Ying Chengyu out of the palace! To set the course of the dynasty!"

"If you disturb the order of the court, I will also ask you to do so!"

"Your Majesty, if this son is not punished, there is no justice!"

Peng ~

The First Emperor retook the throne and became furious.

"What does it have to do with you, the prince, when you discuss important national affairs? Zong Zheng! You don't have to pay this prince ten years of salary!"

Zong Zheng stood up and responded: "Wei!"

Ying Chengyu was shocked and said: "Ah? Ten years! Your Majesty doesn't want it! I know I'm wrong!"

The First Emperor said angrily: "If you still dare to make a noise, I will give you another year!"

Ying Chengyu opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't dare to, so he sat down dejectedly.

The ministers were very happy and laughed loudly in the messy Xianyang Palace.

Deserve it!

Ten years of salary!

Look, what has this guy been eating and drinking in the past ten years?

Neishi Mengyi looked at the laughing faces of the courtiers and felt that these courtiers were like monkeys being played by others, which was very funny.

To this day, colored glaze is still a valuable item and has not become widespread.

Then the ten-year salary that you value so much is just a matter of selling a few pieces of colored glaze to Lord Chang'an who masters the art of making colored glaze?

Thinking of this, Meng Yi suddenly covered his entire face with one hand. He felt extremely ashamed.

If Meng Wu had not told him yesterday that Ying Chengyu invented colored glaze, then today, he would also be a monkey.

He suddenly understood the image of this group of people in Ying Chengyu's mind: they were all monkeys.

Wei Zhuang's heart sank heavily.

One burst of momentum will weaken again, and three times it will be exhausted. Chang'an Jun has cut off the momentum I had built up with my life!

He has done such great things with his actions. The elder Anjun has really been hiding his own clumsiness and self-destruction all these years!

He made such a big fuss, but His Majesty couldn't bear to punish him. How many pieces of glassware are worth ten years of salary?

What I thought was indeed correct. Great Qin has had a tradition of brotherhood and brotherhood since ancient times.

The Second Emperor of Qin is not the eldest son, but the Lord of Chang'an!

I cannot seek a fiefdom from Your Majesty now, and when the vicious Lord Chang'an comes to power, there will be no possibility of a fiefdom.

If Ying Chengyu knew that Wei Zhuang was determined to pierce the window today because he, a man who wholeheartedly gave hope to his ministers, broke the hope of Wei Zhuang, I don't know how he would feel.

Wei Zhuang is about to get the situation back on track.

In his ears, he heard hoarse and hoarse shouting.

He turned his eyes sharply and saw that the owner who made the sound was none other than Tingwei Li Si.

Li Si, thank you very much.

He knew some details about Ying Chengyu, and naturally also knew why Ying Chengyu did what he did - Ying Chengyu was helping him, helping him get into his rhythm as soon as possible and launch his argument as early as possible.

Only the First Emperor could stop the officials.

Only Ying Chengyu can do it to make all the officials stop making trouble.
To be continued...