The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 33 They are all my brothers and sisters, beloved relatives

"It turns out that the master deliberately sent me away. I thought he saw that I was too tired..."

While Prince Chengjiao was still talking, he had already disappeared from Lu Buwei's sight.

Lu Buwei, dressed in a black official robe and with his head slightly lowered, was still waiting for a response.

When he looked up, he saw the back of the Second Young Master and felt extremely uncomfortable. He sat at the table and thought for a long time but could not figure out what was going on.

"Given your temperament, you should have scolded me, or even scolded me... Why did you ignore it after hearing it...

"My Lord's actions are becoming more and more unpredictable."

Pick up the bamboo slips you haven't finished reading and continue reading.

He prepared many things to say, but they were all aborted.

The chief secretary of the prime minister had to sort out the memorials for the prime minister, classify them according to their urgency, give advice to the prime minister, write for him, and so on.

He is very busy.

After more than half an hour, the prince's carriage with four horses stopped at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Lu Buwei boarded the carriage and entered the palace to meet the prince.

As soon as they met, Qin Zichu couldn't wait to say:
"Sir, my father said that I need to deal with the tiger talisman myself. I can't say that it was given by him. What should I do?"

The prince's anxiety did not infect the prime minister.

After waking up, Lü Buwei, whose IQ had regained its high ground, immediately thought of the neglect of the Hangu Tiger Tally. He had already thought of a countermeasure when he was reading the bamboo slips in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he said calmly:
"Bu Wei has a plan.

“If the king admits that the Tiger Tally of Hangu was given by him, although there will be people who will submit memorials to explain the pros and cons and point out to your face that your behavior is wrong, it will not shake your throne.

“If the Lord acknowledges it now, he will be in a situation where he loves his son too much and neglects state affairs, which will be disadvantageous for him to be the regent, and the position of the Crown Prince will be unstable.

“Why is there such a difference?

“The most fundamental reason is that the king has only one deceased elder brother, while the lord has more than a dozen living brothers.

"The way to solve the problem once and for all is to follow King Zhaoxiang's example and kill until the king has only one son, the Lord.

"By then, my lord can just admit that the Tiger Tally of Hangu was bestowed by me, and then he can spit on his face and be as stable as a rock."

Qin Zichu was shocked and shook his head repeatedly with his eyes closed.

"I can't do this, they are all my brothers and sisters, my beloved relatives.

"Please think of other solutions, sir!"

Lu Buwei sighed, looking like a young man who couldn't be consulted, and said with some disinterest:
"Bu Wei has another plan.

“The position of the crown prince has always been coveted because the king has always let many princes, led by Lord Weiyang, do whatever they want.

"My Lord, you can either ask the King to pass the throne to you to stop the princes from wanting to be king. Or you can appease the brothers so that the princes will no longer have the ambition to be king.

"If one of the two can do it, the Tiger Treasure of Hangu Valley will not be a big deal."

Qin Zichu looked like he was asking, "Are you kidding me?"

"Before King Wuling of Zhao died, he passed the throne to his son King Huiwen of Zhao, who called himself Lord Father. He was eventually starved to death in Shaqiu by King Huiwen of Zhao.

"It's been less than a hundred years since this happened, and you asked me to ask my father to abdicate?
"I don't know how I have offended you, sir. Why do you want me to die?
"Queen Huayang has no children, and Qin Xi is my father's eldest son. The position of crown prince should have been his. Of course, he is not willing to be just the Lord of Weiyang.

“I worship the queen as my mother. Although I am the legitimate son, I am not the queen’s biological son. Naturally, my brothers do not recognize my legitimacy.

“Plus, I’ve been in Zhao State all my life, and my relationship with my brothers is very weak, so how can I appease them?

"Since there are upper and lower strategies, is there a middle strategy? Please teach me, sir."

Qin Zichu bowed with both hands and asked sincerely.

Lu Buwei's face turned serious.

“I do have another trick up my sleeve.

“But this plan is extremely dangerous, with frequent changes and is difficult to control. The master’s life may be in danger.

"It's done. The prestige of the Lord has greatly increased. No one dares to compete with the Lord anymore. Qin Qi can only be the Lord of Weiyang.

"My Lord, listen carefully..."

The most proud guest had left, but Qin Zichu was still sitting at the table, reluctant to move.

It's getting dark.

Qin Zichu's figure was difficult to discern, and the eunuchs and palace maids did not dare to light the lamps without instructions.

I don't know how long it took, but Qin Zichu finally walked out of the palace and spent the night with Ji Yaotiao.

The next day, the beginning of the day. (Note 1)
Lü Buwei went to the Prime Minister's residence to report for duty. (Note 2)
After he finished his check-in and before he entered the room, a clerk came up to him and handed him a bamboo slip. Lü Buwei looked down and saw that it was his master's handwriting, so he smiled.

The bamboo slips only have four words:

[It is a rare commodity again. 】

It is human nature to always like to compromise.

For example, if you say that the room is too dark and you need to open a window here, no one will allow you.

But if you advocate removing the roof, they will mediate and be willing to open the windows.

Ying Chengjiao was in high spirits when he entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, but had a gloomy face when he came out.

"What's wrong with you, young master? Are you angry with the Prime Minister again?"

"Slow down, slow down, be careful not to fall."

"Sir, I'm a little tired of Mahjong. Are there any new games recently?"

Ninety-nine percent of those who dared to talk to Ying Chengjiao were important officials of the Qin State.

Ying Chengjiao ignored them all and rejected everyone's enthusiasm.

In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the driver was sitting in the front room of the carriage, dozing with his eyes closed.

Suddenly I felt the carriage sink, as if someone was getting on.

She cursed in her heart at someone so blind. She opened her eyes angrily and saw her own young master's back as he got into the carriage. She hurriedly grabbed the whip and pulled the reins.

"Where are you going, sir?"

"Go back to the palace!"

"Yes! Go!"

We travelled quickly without saying a word.

Chengjiao Palace, Li Yi Palace.

Li Yi Palace was the bedroom of Prince Chengjiao, and was built by Prince Chengjiao himself.

The names of each palace in the Qin Palace were not chosen randomly, but all had their own particularities, except for Li Yi Palace.

No one could tell why.

If you ask Master Chengjiao, you will only get a random answer.

Ying Chengjiao never told anyone why he was called Li Yigong, because he couldn't say it.

His last name in his previous life was Li and his given name was Yi.

With a sullen look on his face, he pushed open the door of Li Yi Palace and just stepped over the threshold of the bedroom.

"Why does your face look so bad?"

A woman ran over, squatted down, and looked at his face carefully with concern.

"Is the injury too severe?"

The woman had long hair loose, exuding a pleasant fragrance.

She had extremely bright facial features, and her narrow, almond-shaped eyes were pointed high up at the ends. Her eyes should have been extremely aggressive, but they were broken by the worry in them.

She has a high nose bridge and a thin and pretty face.

The orange-red lips opened and closed continuously, asking questions over and over again.

She was wearing a scarlet gauze dress, which was very different from the current era. It was very similar to an evening gown of later generations and had a very modern beauty.

The phoenix and phoenix wings embroidered in gold thread bring the dress back to the present, with a rich ancient beauty.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Ying Chengjiao grabbed his mother's hand and a smile appeared on his lips.

He raised his eyes and moved his sight to the second woman. He recognized that the palace clothes she was wearing were those used exclusively by the queen's maids.

The corners of his mouth moved downward, his eyes narrowed, his smile instantly disappeared, and all the pent-up anger burst out.

"Who allowed you to enter my bedroom? Get out!"

【Note 1: At : in the morning, the Qin State implemented a system of working from to , working five days and taking one day off.】

【Note 2: Dianmao means going to work. It was originally a way for officials in the pre-Qin government to check the number of people who showed up for work. Initially, officials usually went to work at the Mao hour (5 to 7 a.m.), so Dianmao also became a synonym for going to work. 】

(End of this chapter)