Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

With a delicate mood in mind, he took the report and walked outside the palace of His Majesty the First Emperor.

Chapter 640

If there is anything that can make the lawless, fearless and fearless prince uneasy, it is probably only the unknown, and with it comes a choice. He can clearly see that the throne is within reach, and even said that it has arrived as long as he is willing. The point where you can get it.

For the first time, power was so close to him.

The only competitor, Princess Fusu, wanted to make a mid-term effort and hit three-digit damage, while the Great Demon King Yan wiped out Xinshou Village early on, bribed the old village head, Mr. Fei, and made the girl hand over Xinshou Village tasks one by one. The old man couldn't even find it, and it was even more impossible to sacrifice his teammates to explode the seeds. All the teammates had thrown themselves into the embrace of darkness.

In reality, if it is a game, sooner or later it will expand into the one that minors need to play with their parents.

After getting permission from the guards to enter the imperial palace, suppressing his strange mood, Yan Ce handed over the letter to a new female official. He raised his eyes and saw his teacher Han Fei, and his mood suddenly brightened. Correspondingly, Han Fei's expression changed in an instant Dim down.

It was Shang Ji who served His Majesty the Emperor before, but she "voluntarily" signed a slave contract in the Prison Department and has become a glorious tool person who manages food and housing. A legendary wage earner who works as a temporary contract worker.

At the same time, he became the two honorary titles of the strongest king in the working world and the uncrowned king in the tool circle.

Therefore, the internal self-examination activities of the royal court caused by Shang Ji caused the number of layoffs in the royal court this year to be several points higher than in previous years.

It can be said that fortune and misfortune depend on each other.

I just don't know if Shang Ji will be played by her girlfriends who have suffered innocent disasters into a lousy toy with rolled-up eyes and foaming at the mouth.

Yan Ce promised Shang Ji to return to her post, so, apart from her salary, Shang Ji has returned to her highest position since she joined the royal court, that is, Miss Lingshi's deputy.

Miss Lingshi's transfer is temporarily unable to take charge of the internal affairs of the royal court, and Shang Ji is like a "thousand-year-old weapon turning over to code" to advance to a veritable leader, breaking the "dictatorship" rule of Miss Lingshi in the Wang court for nearly ten years.

Therefore, when he saw Shang Ji's desperate gesture of "being played with by the husky over and over again", and tremblingly took some of her necessary records from Miss Lingshi, the boy sincerely wished her a long life.

Looking back into the imperial palace, the other female officials saluted and left the moment they saw the first emperor raising their hands.

The husband also wanted to leave, but Emperor Shi Huang forced Han Fei to listen.

There is no joy or anger on the cold face, but a detached indifference. He first learned Confucianism from Master Xun, and was born out of Taoism from Lao Zhuang.

And no matter which family's thoughts come from, the idealistic theory of "today is suitable for sweeping tombs, worshiping, and hiding swallows" can be derived.

Emperor Shi Huang, who had changed out of formal attire, sat behind the desk with a tired look on his face. No matter who worked day after day, everyone would have a boring day, and no matter who they were, they would have negative emotions. She looked at Yan Ce with a feeling of There was not much relief, a moment of silence, put down the pen, and flipped through Yan Ce's report letter.

"This word is quite beautiful, did you write it yourself?"

"Yes."

Emperor Shi Huang's face showed a bit of satisfaction as an elder, and he praised: "It can be seen that he has indeed put in a lot of hard work, which is rare."

"……Yes."

Apparently thinking of the inevitable physical contact during calligraphy practice, Yan Ce felt inexplicably uneasy. He was not in the usual mood when he was praised. The first emperor seemed to see the boy's increasingly deep and restrained temperament, so he looked more curiously. It is also only regarded as a chain reaction brought about by Fusu's problem.

As long as you don't say it, the time period from noon to night will not be known to others.

For the sake of the country, Wang Ting must not make another mess.

Concealing half a day of youthful time is a curve to save the country, holding it down and rotting in the stomach.

His Majesty the Emperor folded his arms on the table, leaned forward slightly, and the figure of the boy was reflected in his pupils.

"You plan to stop Fusu without hurting her, isn't it too ideal?"

Taking a deep breath, Yan Ce did not admit his mistake as usual this time, but chose to look up at Emperor Shi Huang.

"Your Majesty, I have always wanted to mature the prince into a qualified successor. Are you too anxious?"

"I've thought about a lot of things. You, me, her, and more people... why the throne must be inherited in the process of taking and being taken, why can't the transition be slow, I thought that Fusu is not a qualified prince, I can Assist her for ten years, wait for her for ten years, ten years is not enough, you can wait for 20, 30 years, until the day she can really become the emperor."

Ying Zheng's voice fell into Ying Zheng's ears, and she couldn't help but startled, and then calmed down her fatigue and burnout, and simply listened to the opinions of her courtiers as the emperor.

"Does family love have to be independent of the royal power?"

"Using your temperament to ask such a question...is expected, but also unexpected." The woman's slightly hoarse voice was unusually calm, "I just want to ask: Are you questioning me and my prince?" ?”

"Yes."

The serious and determined reply aroused the emperor's reaction, Yan Ce gave up the throne, power, money, fame...just hoped for a chance to talk.

The heart of Mr. Fei, who was listening, paused for half a second.

This child is honest from the beginning to the grave... This kind of quality is very rare, but in a high position, can't you be biased towards the ambitious?

Yan Ce's character is too straightforward, the skills to be lit in the talent tree are "Iron Headed Baby Tutorial", "Guide to the Reckless Man", "Fairy's Dual-wielding Tomahawk Fearless Charge" Well, you should order a little bit of tricks for fooling around. If you don't have theoretical knowledge at home, maybe it will turn into a child who doesn't teach it in a while. It's the fault of the teacher. Han Fei chose to take it with a dog.

The first emperor did not show anger, and the will in his eyes did not waver, "...Ce, you entered Qin Wan, but the time you spend with me is no shorter than others. Every day, my cases are piled up like a mountain. Letters, every day."

"Important affairs of the country must be concentrated in my hands. No matter how diligent I am, the state affairs that are put on the table have never been reduced." She said lightly: "The rule of saints is all deceiving ghosts. I understand I don't look forward to it, so I don't mind what she learns, and it doesn't even matter if she wants to treat me as a relative. She just needs to know that she is a royal family and has the responsibility to learn to rule a country in the shortest possible time."

"However, Fusu may care more about you than this country. I hope that this point can be corrected through her rebellion against me." The emperor smiled, a little helplessly.

And Ying Zheng's expression caught Yan Ce's eyes, which made the young man ask a question from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Ce said, "After that?"

"……after?"

The emperor's smile remained unchanged, looking at the sunset outside the window, the red afterglow sprinkled on the snowy skin and black hair, his eyes were deep, and it was hard to tell whether it was a vague sense of loss brewing in his heart or some other strange emotion.

"Maybe, take a quiet rest for a while; maybe, do something interesting with the person you like...if it's possible."

On the side, the listening gentleman is on the verge of collapse. As a generation of sages, he has fully understood the composition of forced numbers under the tempering of the Qin State, and he no longer has extravagant hopes in his heart.