Incubating The Black Dragon Clone, I Was Ying Zheng Sims

This time, Ying Zheng was too shocked to speak when he saw the message popping up from the simulator.

He always thought that he had overestimated Zhao Tuo.

But now it seems that it is still far underestimated!

During his reign, his strength has spread all over the world.

The Baqina woman is his right-hand man.

The wealth you sit on can't even fit in the treasury of Daqin...

With a wave of hands, the army of 400,000 people was crushed without a single soldier.

What kind of transcendent means is this?

And all of this, if I didn't have an emulator, I wouldn't know it at all!

What kind of xinxing do you have to be able to do this under your own eyes?

"Could it be that I'm already asleep and dreaming?" Absurd thoughts rose in my heart.

no way.

The few pieces of information given by the simulator at the moment are too magical.

He also heard Meng Yi say two days ago that Zhao Tuo had a chamber of commerce outside Xianyang City in order to make a living.

At that time, he also thought that it would be a little bad.

But now it seems... which is the Chamber of Commerce?

Also for a livelihood... I'm afraid this livelihood is not for himself, but for the entire Daqin!

Besides, how old is he?

Early twenties.

How did he achieve such an achievement at such an age and still live in the Xianyang Palace! ?

And how did he gain the trust of the Baqinna woman?

Even if it is himself, the reason why he can become the king of Qin at that age is only because of the foundation laid by his ancestors.

And what about Zhao Tuo?

Without anyone's help, it was all on his own hands, and he might even be dragged down by physical weakness at the time.

"Huh... Tuo'er, Ruo'er, how many things do you have that your father doesn't know?"

Ying Zheng let out a long sigh, and for the first time since he was enthroned at the age of thirteen, the thought of being inferior to others has arisen in his heart.

But this person is still his own son!

However, seeing all these, Ying Zheng still had some doubts in his heart.

But soon his doubts were answered as the simulation continued.

[When you realize the talent of the fifteenth son, ask him why he did not assist Ying Zheng from the beginning, or replace the second generation, but assist the third emperor to revive Daqin]

[Young Master Fifteen's answer surprised and admired you]

[He said that the hidden dangers of Daqin are quite deep and the first emperor's life is not too long. This is a good time to completely eliminate the hidden dangers of Daqin. His Majesty the first emperor ignored him when he was alive. Compared with Daqin's national fortune and his nominal father, the national fortune is more important]

[The succession of the second generation can expose all the problems of Daqin, and assisting the third generation is a promise and respect to the elder brother]

Seeing Zhao Tuo's answer through Wang Jian's point of view, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel worried.

yes.

If there is no simulator, and thus know Tuo'er's hidden strength, I am afraid that I would have been left out of Tuo'er.

The titular father... Ying Zheng wiped his face in pain, thinking of the son in the palace who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

As a father, he is really incompetent.

Fortunately, all of this is a thing of the past.

[With such a worthy fifteenth son to assist you, and also blessed by a black dragon, it seems that you have let go of a worry, and your body is no longer able to support it]

[One month later, you will die in the new residence of the Wang family in Xianyang City at the age of seventy-three]

[You are Wang Jian, the god of war, one of the four famous generals of the Warring States Period, a commoner who was willing to disarm and return to the fields after conquering half of the Qin Dynasty.]

The simulation is over, and the sky is already bright.

Ying Zheng lay on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling of the bedroom.

The amount of information conveyed by this night's simulation is too great.

From the succession of Hu Hai to the collapse of the Second Qin Dynasty, the heirs and important officials were slaughtered, the emperor did not seek government, high officials had monopoly power, civil wars and remnants were rampant.

When the third generation succeeded to the throne, the chaotic army of 500,000 swords pointed at Xianyang.

In the end, Zhao Tuo came out halfway, and the black dragon came into the world. In the end, he was secretly manipulating the army without bloodshed, collapsing more than 400,000 chaotic troops and revitalizing Daqin.

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang who rose up in Daze Township, Liu Bang in Sishui in Xianyang, after the state of Chu, Xiang Liang and Xiang Yu who revolted in Wuzhong...

"These things, these names, I have all kept in my mind."

"If God didn't bless me Daqin and bring down the simulator to help Daqin's national fortune, then this is the future of my Daqin."

"Even though Tuo'er suppressed it, it also harmed me, the hero of the founding of the Qin Dynasty."

"This time, I want to change everything!"

Ying Zheng sat up and wiped his face, his eyes became firm again.

"On that national fortune line, if I could care more about Tuo'er, the result might be very different."

Thinking of this, he called the eunuch palace maid to dress up, and also called Zhao Yan, who was wearing close-fitting clothes.

"Zhao Yan, go to the kitchen to prepare more lunch, just pick the dishes that Tuo'er ate the most last time."

"Well... dare to ask your Majesty whether you want to call the fifteenth son into the palace for dinner?"

Ying Zheng thought for a while and said, "No need, order someone to prepare it and go to Wangyi Palace with me later."

"Your Majesty wants to go to Wangyi Palace in person?"

"Hey... I'm ashamed to say it." Ying Zheng sighed: "This is the great Qin Jiangshan, and I have traveled all over the place."

"But Xianyang Palace is small, but I have never been to Wangyi Palace in more than ten years."

"Today Tuo'er lives in Wangyi Palace, and insists on not being served by servants on the grounds of habit."

"I want to see how he has come here over the years."

"Here."

...

"Young Master Young Master, where did you draw this today?"

In Wangyi Palace, Meng Yi sat on the bench next to him, watching Zhao Tuo busy while eating melon seeds.

Zhao Tuo glanced at Meng Yi, and said angrily: "I said Lao Meng, next time you want to sit on a stool, can you change your trousers?"

"Oh, oh... Young Master laughed." Meng Yi said with a smile, but Meng Yi didn't mean to change at all.

"I really can't connect the way you are now with when you were in the courtroom." Zhao Tuo rolled his eyes.

"Young master's words are bad. You don't think there is anyone in Daqin called Laofu Laomeng?"

"Since your name is up to you, isn't it right for the old man to be more casual?"

"Ah yes yes yes, you are right."

After chatting about Zhao Tuo's map drawing, Meng Yi's stomach also rang.

"Sir, what shall we have for lunch?"

Meng Yi helped Zhao Tuo roll up the topographic map to dry, and he had already started to gather lunch.

Zhao Tuo thought for a while and asked, "How about braised pork? Let's add some green onions and tofu to relieve the tiredness."

"Braised pork? Is it delicious? What is tofu?" Meng Yi asked curiously.

"It's over after eating, so why ask so many questions?"

"Zhong, that son, can I get some more fruit after dinner?"

"...Do you know how expensive those out-of-season fruits are? Do you know how much resources I spent to build those glass greenhouses?"

Meng Yi shook his head blankly, he didn't even understand what Zhao Tuo was saying.

"I don't know, sir, tell me how much it is."

"..."

"Sir?"

"Hey, eat, eat, and start paying for food tomorrow!"

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