My Great Qin Cannot Die

"No."

Han Tan's expression loosened, and he stood up straight. Ying Zheng's majesty was getting stronger and stronger, and the pressure on him was so great that he couldn't stand still.

"Han Tan, send me a list of the concubines in the harem who are over eighteen and still virgins!"

Although Ying Zheng didn't know the appearance of the maids and concubines in the court, but being able to enter the Qin Palace was naturally extraordinary.

I can't see anyone, but Ying Zheng also wants to choose by himself, so that at least he feels at ease.

"No."

Nodding in agreement, Han Tan looked at Ying Zheng in surprise, but he knew in his heart that the first emperor had not entered the harem for a year.

Especially since the end of the Eastern Tour, he never set foot in the harem for half a step, but rested in the bedroom on the side.

He thought that before the land reform was completed, it was impossible for Ying Zheng to do things between men and women, but unexpectedly...

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After a while, Han Tan handed over the list, Ying Zheng glanced at it, and chose an eighteen-year-old woman named Xu Wenruo.

"Han Tan, Xu Wenruo will sleep tonight!"

"I'll do it now, sir!"

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At this moment, Han Tan was also happy in his heart. After all, Ying Zheng entered the harem, which meant that a new child would be born, and he would be in charge of the Great Qin Shield. Han Tan also knew the current situation of the Great Qin Empire very well.

The Eighteenth Son of the First Emperor!

The eldest son, Fusu, was exiled in disguise by the First Emperor, and the rest of the sons were not talented enough, so it was not very likely that he could become the Prince of Great Qin.

Compared with the eighteen sons of the first emperor, the new prince is more likely. After all, Han Tan knows very well that the current first emperor is healthy and has no problems at all.

The Imperial Physician's orders that were inspected that day were amazed again and again. From this, it can be seen that the first emperor's suppression of the Daqin Empire for 20 to 30 years was not a problem at all.

In the past 20 to 30 years, the eldest son, Fusu, is already forty or fifty years old, and it is no longer suitable for him to ascend to the throne. At this time, he is probably a new prince.

This kind of guess, almost every court minister thinks this way, but Ying Zheng doesn't think so, the eldest son Fusu is abolished, but Fusu's eldest son is already seven years old.

In twenty years, he can train a grandson. Imperial succession, the system of firstborn succession, although flawed, is the system that is most conducive to the unification of the empire.

Moreover, among Fusu's brothers, there is no material to build, so he can only choose from the younger generation. After thinking about this, he moved down the porch and said.

"Zhao Gao!"

"My minister is here!"

Glancing at Zhao Gao, Ying Zheng instructed, "Send the chamberlain and Gong E out of the palace to Fusu's mansion, and bring Fusu's wife and Cointreau into the palace."

"Fusu is no longer. They are orphans and widows. They are still living in the harem, which is safer!"

"No."

Nodding, Zhao Gao turned to leave at this time, but his heart was shaking. From this action, the Eighteenth Emperor had no chance at all.

This one in Xianyang Palace still did not give up on the eldest son, Fusu.

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There was nothing but joy all night.

The next day, Ying Zheng dressed neatly under the service of Xu Wenruo. After washing up, he turned to Xu Wenruo: "From today, you will live here."

"My concubine thanked Your Majesty!"

At this moment, Xu Wenruo's pretty face flushed, and she felt awe in body and mind for this mighty man in front of her. She knew in her heart that the First Emperor was the dream lover of all women in this era.

In every era, there are always talented people who are talented, and they can all be prosperous for a while.

However, in this era, no one can surpass the First Emperor. Even though the age gap between the two is huge, Xu Wenruo can feel the passion of Ying Zheng.

She could feel the domineering as a man, and Xu Wenruo knew in her heart that this is the glory that every woman in the world dreams of.

A strong man is often more able to conquer a woman. Especially a man with a strong personality, who speaks the truth, who is as powerful as a prison, and whose grace is like the sea,

"Um."

Nodding slightly, Ying Zheng didn't stop there any longer, he walked out of the bedroom with a fresh air and walked towards the study.

"Your Majesty, the young master has already arrived in the study. As for the eldest son's wife, Montessori, she has also settled in the harem."

Glancing at Zhao Gao, Ying Zheng walked into the study, facing Zhao Gao behind him, and said, "Go prepare some snacks and come over with rice porridge."

"No."

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"Sun Chen Ying Jundu greets His Majesty!"

Although he was only seven years old, the children in the royal family were precocious since ancient times. When he saw Ying Zheng walking in, he hurriedly saluted Ying Zheng.

"I'll be called the eldest father in the future!"

Reaching out and rubbing Ying Cointreau's head, Ying Zheng chuckled: "Have you enlightened? What did your father and your mother teach you in the palace?"

"Father, grandson has already been enlightened, and he is following his mother to learn "Grandson's Art of War" and "Han Feizi"." Ying Cointreau's etiquette and rules are not too out of the ordinary.

"Much better than your father!"

Perhaps it was from the next generation, Ying Zheng and Ying Cointreau got along, and if they got along with Fusu a lot better, the atmosphere would have to be much more harmonious, one old and one young, talking and laughing would take a quarter of an hour to pass.

"Your Majesty, the rice porridge and snacks are ready!" Zhao Gao brought the copper plate over, and said respectfully on the long table.

"Um."

Nodding, Ying Zheng brought a bowl, then gestured to Ying Cointreau: "Eat a little first, then go to a place with me."

"No."

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Yingzheng likes Ying Cointreau, who has evidence to advance and retreat even in front of him. Ying Cointreau at this moment is still a blank sheet of paper, with strong plasticity.

"Your Majesty, Wang Xiang asks to see you!"

Just after eating the rice porridge, Zhao Gao's voice sounded again, Ying Zheng glanced at Ying Jundu who was eating one bite at a time, and said.

"pass!"

"No."

At this moment, Ying Cointreau put down the spoon in his hand and hurriedly said to Ying Zheng, "Eldest father, grandson is retiring, so don't disturb the business. When the elder father is free, grandson is here."

"You eat yours!"

Glancing at Ying Cointreau, Ying Zheng was even more satisfied. Obviously, that move just now made Ying Zheng even more satisfied.

"No."

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Entering the study, Wang Wan bowed solemnly, and said, "My minister, Wang Wan, pays homage to Your Majesty, His Majesty is ten thousand years old, and Daqin is ten thousand years old—!"

"You don't need to be too polite, Aiqing!"

Glancing at Wang Wan, Ying Zheng followed suit and stretched out his hand: "Be flat, sit down!"

"No."

Wang Wan stood up, glanced at Ying Jundu who was eating, and threw his hands: "Old minister has seen Young Master!"

Hearing this, Ying Cointreau was taken aback. He did not expect Wang Wan, the most important official in the whole country, to salute him. After being stunned for a moment, he quickly put down the spoon in his hand and stood up.

He glanced at Ying Zheng, saw Ying Zheng nodding, bowed deeply to Wang Wan, and said, "Ying Jundu has seen Wang Xiang! Wang Xiang is polite!"

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