"Traffickers and pawns, farmers and merchants should be extremely happy. From today on, the habit of writing will be as easy as bowing your head."

"Mr. Chang'an has great virtue! I wonder how Mr. Chang'an created such magnificent writing?"

Ying Chengyu cursed in his heart, but laughed loudly on his face, pointed at his nose and said: "Am I so powerful? Hahahahaha! Just average, the third best in the world, I just painted it and created it."

No one in the palace said anything bad about the simplified Chinese characters.

The First Emperor regretfully said to Zhang Youcheng: "You have also seen it. It's not that I don't give you the city, it's that they don't give it to you."

Zhang Youcheng's face was ashen, his lips were pursed, and he didn't say a word in the end, drinking the wine in a sad mood.

He only regrets now, why did he go against His Majesty and why did he speak so quickly?

After Ying Chengyu finished thanking the ministers, he said to his eldest nephew who was sitting next to him and was being restrained: "Uncle, you can let go of you, but you are not allowed to move or talk nonsense, okay? But you can even blink a hundred times."

Ying Fusu:......

The eldest son of Da Qin, blinking like crazy

"Ha ha."

Within a blink of an eye, Ying Fusu felt able to run and jump, and his body returned to his own control.

"Uncle, teacher, he..."

"The imperial sister-in-law has told you this a long time ago. It's your fault that you came late, no one else is to blame. Your teacher died for you and because of you."

Instead of comforting his eldest nephew, Ying Chengyu opened Ying Fusu's wound twice as wide and poured several bags of refined salt into it.

Ying Fusu looked sad, and the vigor in his body was gone after being repeatedly worn away by the Black Bird Hall.

"Okay, if you don't want this kind of thing to happen again in the future, you should learn from your father. Do you understand your father's methods?"

Ying Chengyu's reminder revived the imprint in Ying Fusu's heart that he had just missed.

Ying Fusu calmed down his mind and suppressed all the sadness in his heart for the time being. He looked at the Qin ministers in the palace who were praising the First Emperor, and thought that just now there was still a voice of opposition in the Xuanniao Palace.

"The royal way.

"Hey, I'll go. My nephew, you're finally enlightened. Come and have a bottle of wine!"

Ying Chengyu personally poured a bottle of wine and handed it to Ying Fusu's mouth with one hand. The bloody clothes on Ying Fusu's body stained Ying Chengyu's cuffs red.

"Uncle, I don't agree with the etiquette, Fusu..."

As Ying Fusu spoke, he was about to take the wine bottle with both hands.

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hands halfway and helped Su Moran.

The eldest son of Da Qin bit the edge of the bottle, raised his head vigorously, and poured all the unfinished words into his stomach along with the wine Ying Chenglong fed him.

After drinking this bottle of wine, Ying Fusu was still not satisfied.

He directly picked up the pot of wine on the table and started to drink it with the spout.

After finishing the pot of wine on Ying Cheng's table, he looked at the pot of wine on Qin Chen's table next door.

Ying Fusu, who was still unfinished, could only see the wine jug. He held the table and picked up the wine jug from the next table, and started tossing it again.

Ying Jianglu, who had been watching from the side, wrinkled his face, snatched the wine bottle from Ying Fusu's hand, and he also started to drink.

Stupid elder brother is no longer stupid. The news about my kidney deficiency was revealed by my uncle. I am so sad...

"Hiccup, this wine is not as strong as my uncle's!" Ying Fusu let out a wine burp and said with a silly smile.

"Nonsense, my family has distilled it. If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. Don't imitate me, imitate your father."

As expected, Ying Fusu didn't smile, tears began to appear in his eyes, and he said, "Uncle, why did you and my father choose me? If you hadn't chosen me, my teacher wouldn't have died, right?"

Ying Jianglu stopped drinking.

Brother seems to be stupid again...

"When Zhang Yi was the Prime Minister of Qin, he promised Chu eight hundred miles to break off diplomatic relations with Qi. The king of Chu agreed, but Zhang Yi regretted it and said that he had never promised eight hundred miles? He only gave eight hundred miles. The king of Chu was angry, but Qi and Chu had already broken off.

, a broken mirror cannot be rounded.”

"Zhang Yi used words to deceive and manipulate, allowing the Qin Dynasty to develop rapidly, and he made great contributions to Qin. But why did King Wu Xian depose Zhang Yi? Because Zhang Yi broke trust with the Six Kingdoms. Zhang Yi broke trust with the Six Kingdoms, and Qin broke trust with the Six Kingdoms.

.Only by deposing Zhang Yi will Qin’s reputation in the world be restored.”

"But can you say Zhang Yi is wrong? No, he is right. In that era, no one could do it better than him. In that era, someone had to stand up and do these things."

Ying Chengyu wiped the tears from his eldest nephew's eyes, and smiled happily when he saw that the eldest nephew's left eye no longer had etiquette engraved on it, and his right eye no longer engraved benevolence.

"The iron-blooded Great Qin of our generation are ruthless and unpopular with the people. There is nothing we can do about it. There will always be people in the world who want to fight. China must be unified. No one can stop it. Whoever wants to stop us will be killed by us."

"When our generation dies, all the evil crimes that Great Qin has committed against the Six Kingdoms will also leave with us. Your hands will no longer have so much blood on them. Your generation will live with the people.

To truly conquer the world, you must be kind to the world and let everyone in the world call themselves Qin people."

"Killing is easy, but loving is difficult. The tears in your eyes are the reason why we chose you. To make this world a better place, this is what the imperial brother expects from you, and it is also what my uncle expects from you."

The wine bottle that the Third Young Master had originally put down was lifted up again following Ying Chengyu's long and heartfelt instructions.

Tons tons tons~

Uncle, father and emperor are both decisive in killing, and they actually want to find a lover. It’s unreasonable! It’s unreasonable! I’m the stupidest one!

"Is this really so? Then Fusu had previously..."

"You are the Second Emperor of Qin. What you want to love is the whole, not the individual. If you want to love the prisoners, you can, you can repeat the laws, reduce the punishment for good behavior, and you can let them do meritorious service. You really want to show your kindness.

, you can also release a thousand death row prisoners and ask them to go back to celebrate the New Year."

"Those who come back to die after the New Year are released on the spot, and the Yi tribe who don't come back are also setting a benchmark for the world to abide by the law, right?"
Chapter completed!