My brother, the First Dandy in the Qin Dynasty, Chapter 153, Those who are flirting with others should leave the imperial court and go to the Xianyang Palace.

When Zhao Ji said these four words, "I disagree," the originally peaceful atmosphere instantly became condensed.

This change is rapid and there is no trace of transformation.

It was like a glass being dropped hard on the concrete floor and it shattered with a "snap".

The ministers who were smiling just now lowered their heads slightly, as if their smiles had been eaten by unknown beings.

The door of Xianyang Palace was wide open, and the bleak autumn wind circled around Xianyang Palace and ran away with urine.

Because at this moment, Xianyang Palace is even more desolate than the autumn wind.

The First Emperor kept tapping the handle of the throne, still with a smile on his face.

This is the only smile in the entire Xianyang Palace.

The other one is Ying Chengyu, who is sitting in the first row of the palace, squinting his eyes slightly.

The First Emperor did not squint his eyes and half turned his head. The joy in his voice did not weaken at all, and there was a hint of respect from a son to his mother.

"What do you think, Queen Mother?"

"The State of Qin has not yet established a crown prince, so it is better to choose the right day than to hit the sun. Fusu respects his parents above all others, respects the people's hearts below, has extraordinary courage, and has a wide reputation as a virtuous man. Let's separate Fusu's name today."

There was total silence in the Xianyang Palace, with only Zhao Ji's voice echoing.

The ministers were more careful, their heads lowered deeper, but their backs straightened.

The client, Ying Fusu, wanted to say something, but Ying Chengyu, who was sitting next to him, held his hand under the desk.

Ying Fusu tightened his hands and felt something in his heart.

There is no expression on the face and no movement of the body.

His body, which was about to stand up, sat on the ground, as still as a new clock.

"What the Queen Mother said is that I was negligent in this matter. From today on, Fusu will be the crown prince of Qin."

The First Emperor knocked on the handrail and said happily.

Zhao Ji nodded, satisfaction visible to the naked eye.

The ministers waited respectfully for a while, and some secretly glanced at the First Emperor.

Seeing that the First Emperor's expression was as usual and there was no follow-up, they were sure that Da Qin really had a prince.

Although all the ministers had long regarded Ying Fusu as the crown prince, the matter was not implemented as long as the First Emperor did not relent.

Now it was confirmed by the First Emperor Chrysostom, albeit in a scary way.

But that also established the crown prince, and the result was good.

The ministers were delighted to hear the news and were ready to get up.

Ying Fusu stood up and held his hands in his hands, saying: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The ministers were still waiting for Ying Fusu to continue speaking, saying that Fusu would definitely restrain himself and observe etiquette.

but no.

Ying Fusu said these three words and sat down again. The words were brief and there was no unnecessary elaboration.

This is very Qin people.

When Ying Fusu sat down, it was like turning on the stand-up switch on the officials.

Under the leadership of Li Si, Wang Wan, Wei Liao and others, all the ministers stood up and bowed slightly.

"Your Majesty is Holy Ming."

Zhao Ji was often visited by people.

The charm skills she practices have made many people worship her under her cicada-winged skirt.

But the feeling of those people's visit was completely different from that of the most elite ministers of Da Qin.

How could the sense of accomplishment those servants felt from paying homage be compared to that of the ministers in Xianyang Palace.

The dark crowd all bowed their heads in front of her, and the ministers who had conquered the world lowered their bodies in front of her, which made Zhao Ji very excited... This feeling was even darker than when she and Ying Yiren were in Zhao Kingdom.

It's even more exciting.

"Just sit down."

"only."

There was another unanimous response, as if it had been rehearsed countless times in advance, and the officials took their seats.

The Prince of Qin and the future Second Emperor of Qin were established in just a few words.

In fact, it wouldn't be so deserted in the past.

For example, Zhou Qingchen, who had just been promoted from a servant to a doctor, would have been praising the First Emperor at this moment.

But now, Zhou Qingchen, who was labeled as a flatterer by his ministers, was extremely obedient and kept his words to himself, not saying much.

As many doctors in the doctoral department were kneeling on the ground, they could not be seen to be any different from the doctors around them, just like a well-educated man who had truly been promoted to a doctorate based on his knowledge.

"Now that the crown prince has been established, let Fusu handle government affairs with you. Since ancient times, there has been no reason for the prince to be released outside."

Zhao Ji said of course.

The First Emperor struck the handrail with the same frequency and said with a smile: "That's it? Does the Queen Mother have any other reasons?"

"Isn't this enough?"

"not enough."

"What did you say?"

Perhaps it was because the First Emperor promised to establish a prince earlier, and he agreed too happily.

Zhao Ji didn't realize what the First Emperor said for a while.

She had been in Yongdi for so many years, and during the few days she returned to Xianyang, the First Emperor basically agreed to all her requests.

Just now, the First Emperor agreed to such an important matter as establishing a crown prince.

Zhao Ji could not adapt to being suddenly rejected by the First Emperor.

The First Emperor stopped tapping the handrail and narrowed his eyes slightly. This action was exactly the same as that of Ying Chengyu below.

"I can't say enough. If the Queen Mother only has this reason, Fusu will still go to Shangjun."

Zhao Jifeng's eyes stood up, and his voice was cold and ice-like.

"Then why do you want to help Su go to Shangjun?"

"The Queen Mother is tired, Zhao Gao, send the Queen Mother back to Ganquan."

"only."

Zhao Gao, who was standing on the right side of the First Emperor, walked to Zhao Ji, bowed his head and held his hands in a respectful manner.

"Queen Mother, please."

Zhao Ji looked closely at the First Emperor, who was no longer smiling, with countless storms gathering in her eyes.

She turned to look at the officials below the high platform.

The ministers were silent, like a deaf or blind man.

Saw nothing, heard nothing.

Zhao Ji suddenly woke up.

Her time has passed.

The ministers in the Xianyang Palace worshiped the First Emperor, her puppet Zheng'er who sat on the throne at the beginning, not her Zhao Ji.

The child who made walls with mud just to keep warm at night is now the king of Qin and the king of the world.

King, why do you need to explain to others?

"It's true that I'm a little tired. This seat has been removed."

Zhao Ji stood up and glanced at the seats with some nostalgia.

Empress Dowager Mi and Empress Dowager Huayang have sat at this table.

The Queen Mother of the Qin Dynasty had the power to supervise the country. According to the law, she could sit next to the king.

Zhao Ji was a little sad, but more pleased.

Ten years ago, she was able to imprison herself in Yongdi for ten years in order to secure the throne of Yingzheng, which shows her deep love for Yingzheng.

Now she takes the initiative to ask to vacate her seat. The reason is the same as when she rushed to Yongdi resolutely, for the sake of the stability of Yingzheng's throne... She is expressing her attitude.

She, Zhao Ji, will not come to the court this time, and she, Zhao Ji, will not interfere with the power of the king.

She will not listen to and govern like the Empress Dowager Mi and the Empress Dowager Huayang.

Ying Yiren, if you were alive to see this scene.
To be continued...