Chapter 2: First time attending court!

The next day, outside the Qilin Palace, civil and military officials lined up waiting.

However, his eyes were looking towards the entrance.

Yesterday, the Emperor's decree had been sent to officials at all levels through the Prime Minister's Office, and everyone knew that the "idle young man" would attend court today to hear government affairs.

In fact, the first story about Ying Yuan that was circulated was about him riding a horse leisurely one day and looking at the flowers in Xianyang, which attracted countless women to come and look at him, exclaiming at his handsomeness.

That scheming head filled with pearl flowers even gave Ying Yuan the title of "Jade Prince".

But when Ying Yuan's "laziness" came out one after another, the Xianyang man, who was already furious with his wife, secretly gave Ying Yuan the nickname "idle young man".

Of course, this laziness not only did not reduce the women's love for him, but made it worse.

After all, being handsome means being lazy, and being ugly means being ugly and lazy.

However, no matter how long they waited, there was still no sign of Ying Yuan at the entrance.

Even the eldest son Fusu showed a worried look on his face. He called over a eunuch and whispered, "Today is the first time that my sixth brother will attend court. Don't be late. Go and warn him."

A modest gentleman does not judge people by their meanness. Fusu was really worried that Ying Yuan would be late and then anger his father or leave a bad impression on the ministers.

On the contrary, Chunyu Yue and Shusun Tong beside him looked at each other and saw the joy in his eyes.

Last night I was still trying to trip up the Sixth Young Master and make him lose face.

Are you late for court today?
It's really like a piece of mud that can't be helped!
At the front of all the officials, the two prime ministers had calm expressions, as if they didn't care at all about Ying Yuan going to court.

time flies,
"Zhiya."

As the door rang, a white-faced, beardless eunuch arrived at the door of the Qilin Hall. His eyes were narrow and slanted, with a hint of sinisterness.

It was none other than the current Emperor Qin Shi Huang’s close attendant, the Imperial Chariot Master Zhao Gao.

After waiting for a cup of tea, you can enter the hall.

"Oh my! You guys are here so early!"

At this moment, a light laugh was heard.

Outside the palace gate, a black figure walked in slowly, accompanied by a faint smile.

His sword-like eyebrows were like paintings, his eyes were shining with stars, and his sideburns were trimmed just right, as if they had been cut with a knife or an axe.

His posture is as straight as a pine tree, and he reveals an innate noble temperament when he walks.

This person is none other than the eye-catching Sixth Prince of the Qin Dynasty—Ying Yuan.

His unique temperament alone made it impossible for people to ignore him. Although some people were not used to his seemingly lazy attitude, they could not help but secretly admire him in their hearts: "He is really handsome."

If I may venture to say something extremely treasonous, if Ying Yuan was not the sixth son of the First Emperor, we could even consider recruiting him as a son-in-law in our family, which would not be a bad idea.

Even Zhao Gao, who was always deep-minded, couldn't help but take a few more glances, wondering what he was thinking.

"Hundred officials enter the palace!"

At this moment, a sharp clarion call sounded.

The corners of the mouths of the civil and military officials who were waiting anxiously outside the Qilin Palace suddenly twitched!
Great, great, it turns out that the Sixth Young Master arrived on time!

They've been waiting in the wind for so long, and you're not even willing to stand there for a while?

Ying Yuan's mouth curled up slightly, and he directly checked his slacking value: I came to work on time, and my slacking value increased by 10.
Li Si took a deep look at the Sixth Young Master, and then walked into the Qilin Hall with Feng Quji.

Led by the two prime ministers, hundreds of civil and military officials entered one after another.

"Sixth brother, the Qilin Hall is a place for solemn discussions. You must control your temper."

"What we are discussing here is a matter of national importance, involving the livelihood of the people. We cannot be negligent in the slightest. We need to listen carefully and think carefully, and live up to the expectations of our father."

Before entering the palace, Fusu whispered some instructions to Ying Yuan.

As an elder brother, he naturally knew the temperament of his sixth brother, and he had said it many times in private, hoping that he could work harder. But now he was in the court, and if he really upset his father and the officials, even if Fusu begged for mercy, he was afraid that his sixth brother would not be able to escape punishment.

"Okay, brother, don't worry. Everyone knows that your sixth brother is an honest, hardworking man. He is one of the ten outstanding young men of the Qin Dynasty. He will definitely live up to the expectations of you and the emperor!"

Ying Yuan nodded repeatedly, looking willing to learn, and was almost ready to raise his hand to take the oath.

"Don't make any noise!"

Fusu's face straightened and he spoke quickly.

Just after all the officials entered the hall, a figure suddenly appeared outside the Qilin Hall.

"This is General Wang?!"

"Oh my god! Is it so magical? Hasn't General Wang been absent from court for a long time due to illness? Why is he here today?"

"Ahem! This is a very interesting matter. You see, the face of Marquis Tongwu is swollen from being beaten, but General Wang is still as strong as ever. What could be wrong with him?"

"Was there any change at the Xiongnu border yesterday?"

"No, it's not deep into autumn yet."

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The person who entered the hall was none other than the current God of War of the Great Qin, Marquis Wucheng Wang Jian!

After destroying the six kingdoms, this Qin Dynasty's greatest military hero gradually gave up his military power and even began to retire from the court.

His appearance in the court today naturally caused shock and speculation among all the officials.

"Good morning, General Wang."

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded.

All the civil and military officials were stunned, only to see Ying Yuan walk up to Wang Jian and bow deeply.

This is the first time I’ve seen someone greet someone in such a shameless way!

Even Wang Jian was slightly startled, and then he wanted to return the gift: "My lord, you are a member of the royal family, please forgive me."

"I am just a warrior, how can I be worthy of your gift?"

However.
Before Wang Jian could salute, he was supported by a pair of hands.

Look up,

It was Ying Yuan’s bright eyes, full of sincerity: “The old general has fought for the Qin Dynasty and has made outstanding contributions. He is the god of war and hero of the Qin Dynasty!”

"With respect and respect, how can we talk about whether we can afford it or not?"

After saying this, Wang Jian couldn't help but take a deep look at the Sixth Prince who had a "very bad" reputation outside.

Not to mention his many years of experience in battle, just from the ups and downs of officialdom, Wang Jian has already developed a keen eye for identifying people.

He could feel that what Ying Yuan had just said was sincere from the bottom of his heart.

"It's not in accordance with etiquette."

Wang Jian shook his head and placed his hand on Ying Yuan's hand, motioning him to let go and continue the formalities.

Unexpectedly, Ying Yuan did not take it back. Instead, he straightened up, glanced at the officials in Qilin Hall, and spoke loudly:
"It doesn't matter where a hero comes from,"

"but"

"I can't be without a home!"

"I, Ying Yuan, am only a pleasure-seeking prince in the palace. This gift is not only to show respect to Marquis Wucheng, but also to show respect to the brave warriors of the Qin Dynasty who fought bloody battles on the battlefields."

When these words were spoken, the pupils of all the civil and military officials in the court shrank; Wang Jian's resolute body, which had remained motionless as he approached the battle formation, trembled slightly!

(End of this chapter)