Rebirth of the First Emperor

Although Huxiang County was under the governance of Ying Zheng for a short period of time, the changes that occurred in these days are still visible to everyone.

It is under such circumstances that the people of Hunan bid farewell to the end of the year and happily take to the streets with a trace of longing for the coming year, dancing dragon lanterns and lions.

On New Year's Eve, in an open space outside the city, Ying Zheng, dressed in full attire, led a group of officials from the county government, as well as the squires and people in the city, and solemnly climbed onto an altar that had been set up.

Black dragon flags were placed all over the altar, torches were swaying in the cold wind, and the smoke produced by the burning torches gave the altar a somewhat mysterious color.

Ying Zheng walked up the steps slowly, followed by Shu Zhu and others with serious faces, offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for blessings. This was the first year after Ying Zheng took office, so the significance was naturally extraordinarily extraordinary. For this blessing, the county government

It's a waste of a lot of thought.

The black dress, if it weren't for the missing royal crown on his head, would really make Ying Zheng feel like he was back in the past when he was worshiping the heaven.

Walking onto the platform, Ying Zheng put his hands forward in a cupped position, looking up to the sky, as a blessing.

Afterwards, he took out a roll of cloth and read aloud: "The God of Heaven is so graceful that the people of Hunan, Yingzheng, sincerely bow down and pray for good weather in the coming year and a full grain storehouse. Prepare incense and offer sacrifices to three animals..."

(Hey, speaking of it, I am still a half-hearted scholar who is not suitable for writing history. I can’t even write a memorial essay, which is really a bit shameful. However, this plot must continue, so you will leave it at that.) The memorial essay is full of thousands of words, and Ying Zheng’s thoughts

It was because his mouth was dry that he couldn't help but cursed the statement in his heart. However, Ying Zheng glanced at the proud look on the statement's face and knew that the statement was intentional.

In the past, Ying Zheng did not have the habit of writing these things, so when he decided to sacrifice to heaven, Ying Zheng had to state that he had written a memorial essay on his behalf. Of course, Ying Zheng naturally could not expose his shortcomings of not being able to write memorial essays, so

I told him to carefully examine his writing skills and order him to write a vivid and unique memorial essay.

However, the statement said that things were busy at the moment and it would take some time before it could be handed over to him. Ying Zheng believed it. This was the first time that Ying Zheng saw the content of the memorial text.

In his later years, Ying Zheng believed in ghosts and gods. In addition, bizarre things such as souls traveling through time after death also happened, so he firmly supported the theory of ghosts and gods. At this time, taking advantage of the opportunity of offering sacrifices to heaven, Ying Zheng also

I want to express my gratitude to God for giving him a chance to be human again.

"Ying Zheng is now the same as ordinary people. It doesn't matter whether all the glory and wealth are just a dream, Ying Zheng doesn't care. This time, by offering sacrifices to heaven, Ying Zheng hereby thanks God."

Ying Zheng said silently in his heart. Speaking of it, Ying Zheng was a little doubtful that he had accidentally made up the title of Emperor by mistake. Otherwise, why would God take care of him so much?

After some random thoughts, Ying Zheng was still chanting the memorial aloud. Smoke, cold wind, arc moon, and dragon flags were fluttering in the wind. Ying Zheng's body was so desolate and lonely at that moment.

Standing behind Ying Zheng, Zhang Shu looked at him, lost in thought for a while. The change in Ying Zheng's back was the clearest one to Zhang Shu. He was the closest, which gave him the best viewing angle.

"Hey, it's becoming more and more like a fog. It's so misty, I really regret my original decision!"

The statement frowned, feeling worried in his heart. Ying Zheng is a man with a story, and it can be seen from the calmness at the beginning that this was an invisible contempt for things that he didn't care about at all.

In the beginning, it was for this reason that Zhang Shuang chose to cooperate with Ying Zheng. However, now that Zhang Shu was afraid, Ying Zheng's evasiveness made it difficult for Zhang Shu to grasp it. It was like a person walking a tightrope, and he might be doomed at any time.

The sacrifice to heaven was still going on, and it took Ying Zheng half an hour to finish reciting the memorial text. After a lot of red tape, everyone who came here to worship heaven bowed down, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, showing their incomparable piety.

Under the leadership of the celebrant, he slowly got off the altar.

Ying Zheng walked in the front, and Dao Feng followed closely behind him, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand and guarding the surroundings.

"Don't be so nervous. It's such a cold day. Even if those people want to kill me, they are still hiding under the quilt at this time. If they really come out to take action, they might be frozen into popsicles." Ying Zheng looked at Dao Feng's nervous look and said,

He shook his head slightly. Although he knew that Dao Feng was thinking about himself, he still smiled. When would the fearless ranger Dao Feng become as nervous as he is today?

However, Dao Feng ignored Ying Zheng and said seriously: "If you let me be your guard, you are giving your life to me. You trust me so much, I can't let you down."

Ying Zheng turned his head and glanced at Dao Feng. There was no emotion in his eyes, and an overwhelming pressure was pressed on Dao Feng, making Dao Feng couldn't help but feel the desire to surrender.

It's a bit baffling. Dao Feng doesn't understand. Is it wrong for him to be loyal to his duty?

"If I treat you as a subordinate, it will always be like this from now on; if I treat you as a friend, it will be like before. Dao Feng, which one do you want to choose?" Ying Zheng smiled and said,

The overwhelming pressure just now was completely withdrawn, and his tone of voice was as if he had done nothing before, and he raised his hands and feet lightly.

Dao Feng was silent. The meaning in Ying Zheng's words was very simple and superficial, but it was not difficult to hear Ying Zheng's sincerity towards him.

Dao Feng is an orphan. In order to survive since he was a child, he has stolen chickens and petted dogs. He has done many bad things and has been looked down upon by others. However, no one has ever cared about him so much. To put it bluntly, Dao Feng...

Children lack love since childhood.

Although Ying Zheng's words sounded like scolding or threatening, in Dao Feng's view, they were more of a sincere friendship. Being able to say these words could prove that Ying Zheng regarded him as a friend and a brother.

When he thought of this, the corners of Dao Feng's eyes became a little wet, and Ying Zheng touched a chord in his heart.

Thinking of this, Dao Feng was still doing his own thing, but the corners of his mouth curled up a little, and his heart felt warm.

When Ying Zheng saw Dao Feng like this, he immediately felt a big headache. Unexpectedly, not only did it not have any effect, but his silly look... Ying Zheng could tell that Dao Feng was a guy.

Knowing that I would probably be completely devoted to myself in the future, I felt proud for a while, but more importantly, there was an unknown sadness.

"You said we will always be brothers from now on, right?"

As they walked, Ying Zheng suddenly asked softly, speaking at a volume just loud enough for Dao Feng to hear.

Although Dao Feng was a little confused by Ying Zheng's sudden question, he still nodded solemnly.

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