My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

Xianyang Palace, Xuanniao Palace.

This is a palace where grand events are held, where spoils are divided, no, the feudal feast is held here.

When the first emperor ruled the world and the king of Qi bowed his head and proclaimed his minister, it was also a big banquet held here.

The bright red dange, the pillars connected to the roof of the palace are embroidered with exotic birds and divine birds.

From the modern point of view, the oppressive black is the main color of this palace, but people at that time would not feel oppressed, but only extravagant.

Wax festival night.

Emperor Shi Huang, who pushed away a memorial, came to Xuanniao Hall to hold a family banquet.

The main participants of this family banquet were the Ying clan, as well as the huge harem group of the first emperor.

Ying Chengxuan, who had just slipped away, sat dejectedly in the first seat on the right hand under the seat of the First Emperor—Qin State respects the right, which is the seat second only to the First Emperor.

The first emperor sat on the high platform without wearing a crown, which symbolizes that this banquet is not formal, and everyone can be more casual.

As a result, the informal Qin people became more presumptuous, and several gray-haired old people did not eat at their seats.

Carrying the small table, he came to Ying Chengxuan, put the table together, sat down to eat, drink, and chat.

Although the table is small, it is also made of solid wood, and it weighs tens of kilograms.These old people carried them over without blushing or panting.

In the martial state of Qin, as the royal family of Qin, the Ying family is very martial.

In terms of being Shuai Ying's clan, it is not as good as the Meng family defeated by Meng Ao, and the Wang family defeated by Wang Jian.

But when it comes to solo combat, the Ying clan is not inferior to any generals. This is the culture of Qin.

Regardless of the age of the elderly, there are muscles in the bones.

"You have such an arrogant tone, good! You are much stronger than your elder brother, your father, and your elder father!"

"That's right, the sky is a bird? The people of Chu are the best, why don't we let Qin do it!"

"Hahaha, if I don't die, there will be no sky in the Qin State, so I am so excited! My uncle is very happy to hear this. This is better than your grandfather's words in front of King Yan, King Chu, King Zhao, King Wei, King Han, and King Qi. In front of the face of the Six Kingdoms, it will be gone if it is gone!"

"Come on, fuck this bottle with Uncle Dafu, if you like it, just do it!"

"..."

Ying Chengxun smiled and listened to the old people chattering around, not daring to say a word.

The youngest among them is also from his father's generation, basically his eldest father's generation, and one from his grandfather's generation.

These ten or so old people are the elders of the Ying clan, and they have a great say in the clan.

Of course, Ying Chengyu's reluctance to speak is not because of the right to speak, but because of respect for the elderly - these old people have always supported Ying Chengxi since he was a child.

At this family banquet, after these old people had a few words with the protagonist Shi Huang, they sat next to Ying Chengxue and never left.

Within the Ying clan, Ying Chengxi's popularity is much higher than that of Shi Huang.

In the eyes of these elders of the Ying clan, Ying Chengxue is much better than the first emperor.

In terms of blood, Ying Chengxi was born in Xianyang Palace and was raised by the old people.

Obviously, it is purer than Shi Huang, who was born in Zhao State and was rumored to be the illegitimate son of Lu Buwei for a while, and who has returned to Qin State in his teens.

In terms of ability, he helped King Qin Zhaoxiang, King Qin Xiaowen, and King Qin Zhuangxiang handle government affairs for three generations of King Qin.

Update Qin's weapons, agricultural tools and equipment with Mohist, Gongshu, farmers, Baigong, etc., increase Qin's food production to strengthen Qin, and create a chaotic glass that weakens the six countries.

Obviously, it is much better than the first emperor who only knows how to reuse Li Si, Wang Wan, Kui Zhang, Wei Liao, Dun Wei, Yao Jia, Wang Jian and other outsiders.

The Ying family is very resistant to the recruitment order, or the old Qin people are very resistant to the recruitment order.

They think that outsiders have taken away the titles and official positions that should belong to them.

When the first emperor issued the "Book of Expelling Guests", the Ying family played a catalytic role in it, and the Ying family strongly suggested that the first emperor expel outsiders.

"Uncle, I really can't drink anymore, you let me eat meat." Ying Chengxun blocked the wine bottle that his uncle hit, and smiled wryly.

The old man stared, a little unhappy, he is the younger brother of King Qin Zhaoxiang, of course not his own.

"Not even afraid of the sky, afraid of this bottle of wine? I drank it all, are you going to play me?"

"Who told you to drink in such a hurry..."

"What are you mumbling about!"

"I said your old sword is not old!"

"Hahaha!"

The old man patted his thigh and laughed, knowing that Ying Chengxun was flattering, but he was still very happy.

On the seat below, the old man's direct great-great-grandson puffed up his mouth when he saw this scene.

Who is your great-great-grandson?
If he said this sentence, the old man could curse him and give him a brain to make him stop talking.

"Praise is not enough, drink!"

Seeing Ying Chengxu's face full of reluctance, the old man smiled so that the wrinkles on his face gathered together, and said: "If you don't want to drink, let me praise you ten more."

Ying Chengxun rolled his eyes at the old man angrily, and said: "Ten sentences? What am I complimenting? Complimenting your wrinkled face or complimenting you for being old and disrespectful, I'd better drink it!"

The old man still had a smile on his face, and he was not angry because of Ying Chengxu's words. He watched Ying Chengxu pick up the wine bottle and drank it down with a bitter face.

"Okay! That's how it should be!"

"There is not a single drop of wine left in this wine bottle. Our baby is so honest, why is it so treacherous?"

"As honest as his father!"

"..."

Ying Chengxi was surrounded by joy and harmony, talking a lot.

Sitting opposite him, Zhao Ji, No. 1 in the left hand of the First Emperor, was as cold as ice, and there was no one around her, and there was no one saying a word.

After thinking a few times, I got up.

Wearing a luxurious phoenix crown and solemn black clothes, with her left hand hidden in the black sleeve, she walked gracefully and luxuriously to Ying Chengxuan's side.

Her arrival did not affect the warm atmosphere in any way.

The old people still talk about you, and I talk about mine, and the topic has always revolved around Ying Chengyu.

"Come, come, one more."

"Since you're out, take my baby with you."

"Yes, take my family too, follow you, I don't worry."

"..."

Zhao Ji, a big living person, stood there like a transparent person.

Zhao Ji's face was very ugly.

"You don't respect the sky, you don't respect the king. If such a big event happened at the Wax Festival, the Qin State would surely perish according to his words, yet you are still flattering him? Don't you know that you are the biggest noble in this Zhuzi's mouth?"

What is the magic of this stick?
After doing such a wrong thing, these people even praised him greatly!
An accident happened in the Wax Festival, and everyone outside treated Ying Chengxun with a hostile attitude.

But at the family banquet in the Xuanniao Temple, the old people of the Ying clan who had the right to speak did not criticize Ying Chengxun, but praised Ying Chengxue repeatedly.

It's as if these old people who have lived at least 50 years old don't know what the so-called nobility is all about.

The scene was instantly silent.

Some old people stopped talking and stopped talking.

An old man picked up meat with his chopsticks and put down his chopsticks.

There is an old man smiling Yan Yan, restraining his smile.

The uncle twisted his neck and glanced at Zhao Ji, the kind smile disappeared from the bark-like face of an old tree, only indifference.

"At the beginning, this baby asked Zi Chu to bring you back from Zhao State. The old man is just as puzzled as today. If you don't come, now you have to salute the baby and call him the king."

This passage can be said to be tit-for-tat, only retaining the last thin surface.

The uncle almost pointed at Zhao Ji's nose and scolded - you think this decision today ruined the Qin State, and I think the decision to take you from the Zhao State also ruined the Qin State.

Without Zhao Ji's mother and son, the state of Qin would have been born in Yingcheng.

"Uncle, is he old and confused?" Zhao Ji said bluntly, "Qin is not doing well now?"

The uncle turned his head, picked up the wine bottle and said with a smile to the dozen or so old people around him: "When my uncle was there, Qian Long assisted him, and the state of Qin prospered."

"My uncle succeeded to the throne, and Shang Yang assisted my uncle. Qian Long took Shang Yang as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. He obstructed the reform in every possible way, framed his uncle, and finally rebelled against him. He did not end well."

All in one drink.

"It's right for Qian Long to strengthen the Qin law, and it's right for Shang Yang's reform. It's wrong for Qian Long to disregard formalities and oppose Shang Yang."

"Qian Long and Shang Yang were all chosen by the king, and they were all chosen at the moment. What is the explanation? What the king sees is not what other people can see. If you don't see it, you don't understand it. If you don't understand it and resist it forcefully, you will not die well. .”

The uncle in the old population is Qin Xiangong, and Qian Long is a staunch supporter of Qin Xiangong.

During the period of Qin Xiangong, he made great contributions to the state of Qin, which was waiting to be revitalized, and his position at that time was Xiangbang.

The uncle is Qin Xiaogong, a staunch supporter of Shang Yang's reform, and can also be said to be the instigator behind the scenes.

Because Shang Yang's reforms touched the interests of Qian Long, during this period, Qian Long changed from the humerus of the Qin State to the representative of the stubborn old forces of the Qin State.

Uncles are King Qin Huiwen, Gan Long, and Shang Yang, both of whom died at the hands of King Qin Huiwen.

This passage did not respond positively to Zhao Ji, and there was no mention of the present in the words, but in fact, every sentence was the present.

When Ying Chengxuan called you back, no one understood, but now it seems that he was right.

No one understood what Ying Chengxun did today, but it was right.

If you, Zhao Ji, don't understand, you are short-sighted and can't understand Wang's thoughts.

If you don't understand it, you can endure it and don't intend to oppose it. If you oppose it, you will die.

"The king is on top!"

Zhao Ji's face turned pale with anger, and she shouted angrily in a low voice.

When did Ying Chengxi become king?

How could his decision be regarded as the king's decision!
An old man in Tsing Yi sighed softly, and said: "Queen Mother, whether Xun'er is the king or not, you and I know the truth."

"Qianlong was chosen by Duke Xian, and Shang Yang was chosen by Duke Xiao. Cheng Yu was the former king of Zhaoxiang, the former king of Xiaowen, and the former king of Zhuangxiang."

The old man in Tsing Yi looked up and sat on the high platform. It was the emperor who was joking and chatting with Queen Afang and other princes and princesses.

"Your Majesty still has the choice. Although Xun'er has never been a king, the vision of the four kings of Qin is not as good as yours alone?"

The chopsticks-throwing old man stared at Zhao Ji coldly, his eyes were full of anger, and there was a hint of killing intent on closer inspection.

According to seniority, he is the brother of King Qin Xiaowen, one generation older than Zhao Ji.

"The surname is Zhao, the baby has given up enough. I haven't entered the court for ten years and participated in politics. I said a few words today. How can you not forgive me? We usually don't talk, we are not dead."

The chopstick-throwing Laozi picked up the chopsticks, paused vigorously on the table, and pinched a piece of mutton.

The wooden chopsticks intersected with the wooden table, making a slightly dull sound.

When the old man used the long dagger to slash people, he liked to pause on the ground twice.

"Your seat is not here."

The old man who carried the seat to Ying Chengxuan and changed the position of the seat wantonly reminded Zhao Ji to pay attention to the seat.

Zhao Ji was so angry that her whole body was cold and trembling, the heavy phoenix crown on her head was precarious and might fall off at any moment.

"you……"

"Queen Zhao."

Ying Chengxue spoke.

Zhao Ji stopped speaking, and turned her gaze away, with surprise in her eyes, puzzled and at the same time a trace of happiness in her heart.

This guy didn't call me Zhao Xianglu...

"I respect you a bottle."

Ying Chengxun, who was just refusing to persuade the old people to persuade him to drink, took the initiative to raise the wine bottle.

The meat of the chopsticks-throwing old man had just reached his mouth, before he had time to chew, he frowned and immediately shouted: "Why are you respecting her! I just asked you to drink and you didn't drink..."

"Ok?"

The oldest uncle and grand-uncle spoke out with a solemn face.

The old man who threw the chopsticks swallowed the rest of his words, held his breath, and ate the meat with one chopstick after another.

He caught five pieces of meat in two breaths, as if he wanted to cover his mouth with meat.

Uncles have the highest seniority and are the oldest in the royal family.

When he was young, he was also a person who threw his head and blood for Qin, and most of the old people in the seats were watched by him.

So the uncle let out a soft "hmm", and several old people who also frowned and opened their mouths closed their mouths when they wanted to express their dissatisfaction.

These old people looked at Ying Chengxue, including the uncle and grandfather in town, with dissatisfied, puzzled, why do you respect her eyes.

Zhao Ji also had the same look in her eyes.

Dissatisfied, puzzled, why do you respect me?
"Regard the Empress Dowager Zhao for her excellent teaching, Your Majesty has great talents and general plans, and he will rule the world, and he will be an emperor through the ages."

After Ying Chengxi finished speaking, he drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Ji stared at the bottom of the wine bottle near Ying Chengxu's mouth, her expression still cold.

This stick is to show that he will not rebel...

He said at the Wax Festival that there is no sky in the Qin Kingdom, with the support of old immortals such as Wang Yu, Meng Ao, and the Ying clan, but now he says he will not rebel...

"Which of your sentences is true and which is false?" Zhao Ji said with a cold expression.

Ying Chengxun put down the wine bottle and looked at Zhao Ji's left hand hidden in the wide sleeve.

Said: "I don't know if you have a sharp blade or a dagger in your hand, just throw it away."

Among the dozen or so old people, some changed color suddenly, some threw their chopsticks and stared angrily, some turned their heads suddenly to look around, and some glanced sideways at Shi Huang.

The uncle stared at a pair of old eyes, first looked around to stabilize the factory, and then stared closely at Zhao Ji's still unrevealed left hand, with murderous intent in his eyes.

This stick must be deceiving me!
Zhao Ji's expression remained unchanged, and she said coldly: "I'm not that stupid. You have achieved the "Yellow Emperor", and the Yue girl can't kill you. How can I kill you?"

The expressions of the old people eased upon hearing this.

It is not uncommon for Ying Chengxi to have high martial arts skills, they all know it.

This is true, this woman is not that stupid, no matter how powerful weapons are given to her, they will not be able to hurt a single hair of the baby.

"You can't kill me, but you can kill yourself." Ying Chengxun narrowed his eyes and smiled.

In Zhao Ji's eyes, those squinted eyes possessed the power to penetrate people's hearts.

It made Zhao Ji unsteady, made Zhao Ji's palms sweat, and made the handle of the knife hidden in her sleeve soaked in the palm of her hand.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhao Ji forced a smile, not wanting to reveal her state of mind.

"If you really don't have anything in your hand, you shouldn't be smiling like that." Ying Chengxun said: "You should be smiling like that."

The corners of Ying Chengxi's mouth curled up, his eyes were contemptuous, his smile was mocking, and his whole face was full of irony.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you bastard."

He first repeated Zhao Ji's words, then put away the smile on his face and put on a sincere face.

Both expressions are very natural.

"Isn't this better?"

PS: There is no manuscript, the author is thinking about how to end the second volume, because the second volume is more than half over now, and I need to start thinking about how to pave the way for the ending plot, so here, I have to think carefully.