Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The officials of the old Qin faction first acted like a dog, and then refuted it with the most direct words.

The two opposing courtiers tacitly caused conflicts, and then gradually led the political topic to the higher-ranking people, and their eyes also turned to the leaders of the old Qin faction and the Keqing faction.

Because the only people who really have the right to speak are the upper-level leaders.

The Old Qin faction and the Keqing faction split and merged again.

Gradually, new factions formed.

Conservatives headed by Prime Minister Wang Hui.

A reformist led by Miss Tingwei.

The disputes between the various forces in the court have never stopped for a day since the Qin king came to power, but it has only fluctuated with the passage of time.

What's the matter, a group of old foxes who are alive...

Tingwei, who is in charge of the important judicial office, is an elegant and gentle woman. Miss Tingwei's long black hair falls to her waist, and the cumbersome and tight court dress wraps her graceful body. The woman's spine is as straight as a sword. It was uncomfortable to stare at the grass on the wall, but the corners of the rolled up lips could still outline a gentle smile.

"Lord Prime Minister, what do you think?"

Everyone is very concerned about political rules. In such an ambiguous situation, no one dared to make a decision for the King of Qin, let alone say that he would grab personal interests by selling Fusu Young Master.

"...Your Majesty, make your own decision."

In the royal court, the prime minister Wang Hui is listed as the first minister of civil affairs. He is a mature and stable middle-aged man. He exudes the elegance of being a scholar and has an excellent temperament. Unfortunately, he belongs to the unswerving conservative faction and also opposes the county. One of the biggest obstacles to the county system belongs to Miss Tingwei's political enemies.

Miss Tingwei fluttered her long hair and smiled softly: "It's really an answer that fits your identity."

"..."

Prime Minister Wang Hui decisively ignored the sarcasm in the woman's words and began to close his eyes and rest in a standby state.

However, after all, he was the civil minister with the highest status and the most powerful voice, so even if he didn't try to win over anything, the surrounding would become a force of his own.

As for Miss Tingwei, she first became a diner under Lu Buwei's family. After Lu Buwei came into contact with Yingzheng, the Qin king who first ascended the throne, she decisively cut off with Lu Buwei with her sensitive political sense. Therefore, he was promoted from Keqing to Tingwei, one of the nine ministers.

However, due to the importance of judicial power, Tingwei's actual status is on the same level as that of the third public.

The authority of the leaders of the two factions should not be underestimated, but only in relative terms.

King Qin, who ascended the throne when he was young, has experienced various struggles in various modes in the long time when the outline is blurred, visible and invisible. After solving the prime minister Lu Buwei, he forcefully took back the prime minister's control of the atrium. rights, and with this perfect control of the separate military and political powers.

At this moment, Wang Ting, who had been silent for too long, began to whisper.

There were not too many quarrels in the solemn and spacious royal court. After all, it was rare for the two sides to unify their political views. They sold, resolutely sold, and sold them as much as possible.

His gaze returned to the indifferent woman on the throne.

It was clear that she had already rejected it twice, but this third time really did not allow her to refuse again. Even Ying Zheng himself felt that he should choose to withdraw his troops to pacify the chaos at this time and accept Yan Guo's peace talks.

But, this marriage——

Leaving aside the extremely small irritability, it is not that she cannot accept the marriage of her daughter and the teenager. If Fusu has the guts to marry the teenager in private, to undress and go to bed, she may be more relieved, as if she did not see anything.

If you marry as a son of a country, or even as an heir, for the two children, there will inevitably be all kinds of intrigue among the courtiers in the future.

But the bottom line of the envoy is actually marriage, which is very bad.

It was so bad that she wanted to draw the sword and kill the envoy.

Ying Zheng rubbed his swollen temples, eased a little, opened his terrifying eyes, and looked indifferently at the envoy of Yan who was leaning over and waiting for her answer.

"King Qin, have you made a decision?"

Aware of the dangerous sight, the confident envoy Yan Xuan bowed his body more and more respectfully.

"...The widow can accept the envoy's negotiation for peace, and the terms of ceding land and compensation can indeed show the sincerity of the state of Yan. Since the widow has seen the friendship of the state of Yan, naturally they will not reject the marriage alliance between the two countries."

She paused for a while and said softly.

His brows furrowed, and he returned to normal in the next instant.

Ying Zheng took charge of the seal and printed it on the marriage certificate presented by Yan Guo, staring at the words on the certificate, she said nothing.

All the officials, including the envoys of the Yan Kingdom, were relieved. When a relaxed color appeared on her face, she slowly stood up. The mysterious clothes, which symbolized royal power, perfectly set off the proud curves of the woman. Below the royal court.

"The widow's eldest daughter, Fusu, is fourteen this year. She will have to wait until the coming year for the coming-of-age ceremony before holding her wedding."

And...and this kind of operation!

Yan Xuan, the envoy who received the credentials, froze for a moment, and said in disbelief, "Young Master Fusu, isn't there a coming-of-age ceremony going to be held in the next few days?"

She said indifferently: "The envoy made a mistake. It was a false age. Qin's coming-of-age ceremonies have always been calculated according to actual age, so Fusu is only 14 years old this year."

Anyway, the credential is signed by the widow, so if you are unhappy, you can choose to hold back.

This open-eyed and nonsense technology is absolutely amazing!

Yan Xuan looked at the credential and read it over and over again. There was really no such restriction on loopholes in the various clauses. He did not expect that King Qin was going to refuse. It was a miscalculation.

The corner of the ambassador's mouth twitched: "Dare to ask the King of Qin, when can we get married?"

The corner of her mouth raised a beautiful arc, and then calmly gave an answer that was enough to make the envoy vomit three liters of blood.

"Late December next year."

Chapter 62 The Great (Mother) Love