Daqin: Zulong Asked Me to Be the Prince

Just a pity.

Although there are many heirs, there has never been a generation of amazing talents, no one like him!

Ying Zheng felt a little melancholy in his heart. As a king, he certainly hoped that the Qin Dynasty would be stronger than the first generation!

Beginning with the great grandfather Qin Xiaogong Ying Quliang, the monarchs of the Qin Dynasty have become stronger from one generation to the next, the national strength has become more prosperous, and the tiger is watching the Kanto!

And in his generation, he has reached the peak, destroying the six kingdoms and unifying the world in front of him!

This is called Yu Lie of Fen Sixth Generation, uniting the world!

This splendid foundation will be built by him himself, but who can carry the majestic empire and continue to write brilliance?

There is no successor...

If this kid... is really the son of himself and Ah Fang! That……

Ying Zheng thought about it, and suddenly there was a hint of eagerness and hope in his heart.

He suddenly hoped that the "wonderful flower" Qin Feng was his heir!

In that case, with the intelligence shown by this kid, coupled with his own training... Maybe, he can really create a perfect Qin Ershi!

"Haha, Uncle Yin, it seems that you are also a die-hard fan of Brother Zheng!"

Qin Feng joked,

"But it's true, King Qin sweeps Liuhe, and he looks at him! Which man doesn't respect such a heroic king!"

"Hey, Uncle Yin, why don't you speak, why are you in a daze?"

He waved his hand in front of Ying Zheng.

"Ah... no, nothing..."

Ying Zheng broke free from his thousands of thoughts and looked at Qin Feng again, his eyes were a little different.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Qin Feng asked strangely.

"I was just thinking..."

Ying Zheng retracted his gaze and sighed softly,

"My sons, all mediocre, either cowardly or greedy for pleasure, can't count on any of them."

"It would be great to have a son like you!"

Qin Feng scratched his head.

"Is this complimenting me?" he chuckled.

"...That's it!" Ying Zheng rolled his eyes.

Who is this sassy gesture like? !

"I know that you nobles and dignitaries have extremely high titles to inherit, and there are even huge family powers that need to be controlled."

Qin Feng laughed and then comforted him,

"However, success or failure is determined, and children and grandchildren have their own destiny."

"Pursue his government in his position, as for what's going on behind him...let's take a look!"

Ying Zheng pouted.

"I have eaten more salt than you have eaten. Do you need you to teach me the truth of life?"

He hummed softly,

"Okay! It's useless to stop talking about it!"

"It's almost time, help me pull out these silver needles! It's time for me to go back."

What Qin Feng said, Ying Zhenghui didn't understand?

But the problem is that he is not holding a small family, but a country, an empire that rules Kyushu!

With such a large share of Jiangshan and Jiji, there is no reliable heir, how can he rest assured? !

Easier said than done!

"it is good."

Qin Feng nodded, then turned to gently press his fingers on Ying Zheng's head, and slowly took out the silver needles.

"Attention, it's windy and cold at night, you'd better wear a hat."

he exhorted,

"The acupuncture points are all open at the moment, and it will be bad if you suffer from the wind and cold!"

Ying Zheng shook his head.

The tinnitus has been greatly reduced, and even the hearing in his left ear has recovered a lot.

This change made him feel a little more happy.

"Okay, you are reliable, listen to you."

he laughed,

"I'll get a fox fur felt hat in a minute."

"gone!"

Ying Zheng got up and pushed the door away, Qin Feng watched him leave.

But then, he turned back, looked at Qin Feng, and said with a grin:

"Kid Qin Feng! Your evaluation of King Qin is the most fair and the best I have ever heard!"

"I hope that everyone in the world can view King Qin in a correct way, instead of treating him like a god or a tyrant!"

"Do your business well, I will definitely come to eat when I have time!"

"...This time it's really gone!"

After saying these words, Ying Zheng did not hesitate any longer, closed the door and left, disappearing into the night.

"Uncle Yin..."

Qin Feng held his chin, thought silently, and showed a smile,

"You care so much about King Qin, and you care about national affairs... Could it be that you are a close minister of King Qin?"

The stronger the backer, the happier he will naturally be!

...

Xianyang City, on the straight road.

"Who is that! Give me your felt hat, what kind of hat does a young man wear!"

Ying Zheng looked at the dark guard in the dark and instructed.

"Ah? Your Majesty! This is the cowhide hat of the last general. It's an ordinary thing. I'm afraid it will tarnish you, Your Majesty..."

The dark guard was stunned and responded in a panic.

However, Ying Zheng couldn't help but take his hat and put it on his head.

There was still warmth in the hat, and it was old leather again, and it was very comfortable to wear.

"Very comfortable! Warm enough!"

Ying Zheng praised,

"This hat belongs to the widow, and I will give you a fox fur!"

"Let's go, go back to Zhangtai Palace!"

The dark guard: "!!!"

"Thank you, King!" He was very excited and grateful.

And the rest of the dark guards also cast envious glances after hearing this!

This kid has lost the shit luck and can get the reward of the king!

Damn, why don't I get a hat to wear? unwise!

From this day onwards, among the secret guards and Lang Wei, who were protecting the personal safety of the King of Qin, the saying "Your Majesty is a warm hat" began to spread, so that everyone wore a hat when they went out in the middle of the night...

...

Zhangtai Palace.

Without the trouble of tinnitus and gastrointestinal discomfort, Ying Zheng is like a machine filled with oil, and starts to work hard, handling government affairs with extremely high efficiency!

He is full of energy. He can handle government affairs in two hours on weekdays. Today, he can solve all of it in one hour!

"Comfortable!"

Ying Zheng smiled and was in a good mood.

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."

Zhao Gao stepped forward in time and said with a smile,

"Today, the imperial kitchen has prepared a special dish for you, and I specifically told you to make it with brown sugar."

"Have you tasted it?"

Ying Zheng looked at the memorial sent by Li Xin, and said without raising his head:

"No need, the widow has eaten it."

Zhao Gao's expression froze.

This dinner, but he pondered for a long time, grasped the characteristics of the king's love of sweets, and made it with great care, in order to please the king of Qin.

As a result, the sentence "I've eaten it" made him feel uneasy as he punched the cotton.

"Your Majesty, this dinner is definitely not the same as usual! Give it a try..."

Zhao Gao put on a brighter smile and said flatteringly,

"Really! I can guarantee that it is absolutely delicious!"

Ying Zheng was a little impatient, but because he was in a really good mood today, he did not categorically refuse.

"Okay... serve it up!!"

He said casually,

"Go, Xuanzhanghan came to see the widow, and I don't know how his affairs are going."*