After being read by the First Emperor, I became the favorite of the Qin Dynasty

Seeing Ying Zheng sleeping, Yun Jiao stroked his hair and then returned to her yard.

That night, a white wildfire suddenly broke out on the outskirts of Xianyang City, burning from north to south. However, it only burned for a moment and then disappeared. Then, strange sounds began to be heard nearby.

Some soldiers went there to check, but they only saw a black wooden tablet on the land burned by the white wildfire, with words engraved on it——

"If the hostage returns to Qin, Qin's generals will be prosperous."

This incident spread like wildfire and caused an uproar in Xianyang City.

On the second day after Ying Zhengcai came back, there was this vision outside the city, and there was this wooden tablet that seemed to be an oracle. Everything was strange and coincidental.

Soon, An Guojun also heard about this, and finally thought of his grandson whom he had never met.

He summoned a group of cronies, as well as Lu Buwei, to ask what everyone thought about the matter.

The cronies had long been bribed by Lu Buwei with huge sums of money, and they all colluded with each other and said that this matter was the will of Chang Tian, ​​who wanted to prosper the Qin Dynasty.

Lord An Guo was thoughtful and sent Lord Yangquan to the Prince's Mansion to personally bring Ying Zheng into the palace for an audience.

Ying Zheng was practicing swordplay with Yun Jiao. When he heard this, he was stunned and subconsciously looked at Yun Jiao.

Yun Jiao has been with Ying Zheng for many years, and she can understand what he means with just one look. She shook her head: "I can't go with you."

"Oh." The child, who was still a little excited, suddenly became stunned.

"Go." Yun Jiao stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, took out a handkerchief and wiped the ashes on his face, "Don't be afraid."

Ying Zheng held the candy in his mouth, and the sweet taste in his mouth made him feel at ease. He bowed slightly to Yun Jiao, and then left the Prince's Mansion with Yang Quanjun.

Yun Jiao watched Ying Zheng leave, suddenly noticed something, turned around and saw Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji was looking at Yun Jiao with resentment on her face. When she saw Yun Jiao looking over, the resentment on her face was not concealed at all, but became more and more obvious.

It was obvious that she and Ying Zheng were biological mother and son, but this damn slave actually let Zheng'er treat her more intimately than he treated her, but Zheng'er was so protective that she couldn't even move an inch. It was really disgusting.

Yun Jiao, who could think of what Zhao Ji was thinking with her toes, clicked her tongue in her heart.

As long as Zhao Ji took the initiative to meet Ying Zheng in the past six years, Ying Zheng would not treat Zhao Ji as a stranger... well, as a piece of air.

Hey, let’s think about what delicious food to make for Azheng tonight to reward him.

Watching Yun Jiao bow and leave hastily, Zhao Ji's face turned even more ugly.

This bitch...

If she can be eliminated, will Zheng'er be able to return to her and recognize her as her mother again?

After coming to Qin with Ying Zheng, Zhao Ji saw that Ying Zheng ignored her every day and only talked to Yun Jiao, and her whole heart was filled with jealousy.Therefore, just now, Zhao Ji suddenly had such an idea in her heart.

Thinking of this, the resentment on Zhao Ji's face suddenly disappeared and turned into happiness.

……

On the other side, Ying Zheng followed Yang Quanjun into the palace.

This was the first time he saw the so-called royal palace.

There were black armored guards inside and outside the palace, and the sharp-edged swords were held tightly in the hands of the soldiers. It seemed that as long as you showed a restless look, these swords would stab your throat.

Outside Xianyang Palace, on the large field, eight tripods stood together——

It was supposed to belong to the Nine Cauldrons, but one of the cauldrons fell into the water when the old King Qin sent people to pull it back. It could not be pulled up no matter what. The old King Qin gave up and sent people to place the remaining eight cauldrons in the open space outside the Xianyang Hall.At this moment, An Guojun was discussing state affairs with Ying Zichu, and heard a report from his chamberlain that Yangquan Jun had come with Ying Zheng.

An Guojun thought of the vision and the rumors, and wanted to call Ying Zheng in. After thinking about it again and again, he got up and took Ying Zichu, Ying Zheng's biological father, to personally greet the man who had stayed in Zhao for nine years. of protons.

The two of them walked out of the hall and at the end of some steps, they lowered their eyes and looked down at the little man below.

"Who is coming!" An Guojun rubbed his chin and suddenly spoke loudly.

This voice was so loud and majestic that if it were an ordinary child, he would have been frightened and overwhelmed.

But Ying Zheng did not.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the high-sounding old man in a mysterious robe.

The childish Danfeng's eyes reflected the glorious palace behind him and the rising sun falling here.

At that moment, something that seemed to exist in the blood woke up, and a silent roar spread in my heart——

Get up, go up, that's the way to power.

The end of the stairs, the destiny of the future.

You want to be the king of Qin, you want to be the king of Jiuzhou!

The previous humiliation is nothing, it is the prelude before enjoying the sweet rain. They are destined to crawl at your feet, worship you, and surrender to you. You will eventually avenge your humiliation!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the child stepped forward and walked up the steps step by step. The steps seemed to be very long and could not reach the end, but the steps seemed to be very short and could be seen at a glance.

It wasn't until he approached An Guojun and Ying Zichu that Ying Zheng slowly knelt down and performed the head-offering ceremony: "My name is Ying Zheng, and I am the eldest son of the Prince of Qin. I would like to pay my respects to the king."

This was the first time An Guojun saw a little baby who was not afraid of him. Remembering the rumors of visions he had heard before, he felt a little happy about Ying Zheng.

Yes, this is the iron-blooded man of their Great Qin!
An Guojun helped Ying Zheng up, stroked his hair with a smile, and corrected him: "Wrong, Gu Nai is the King of Qin. If we talk about the relationship, you should call him Dad."

"Uncle." Ying Zheng raised his head, looked at An Guojun, and slowly opened his lips after a moment.

Ying Zheng showed no fear on his face, which made An Guojun even more satisfied. When he saw his eyes falling on the sword at his waist, he raised his eyebrows: "Do you know the sword?"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng thought for a moment and said, "I understand a little bit."

An Guojun suddenly became interested, took off the sword from his waist, and handed it to him: "What do you know? Let me see it with my father?"

Ying Zichu, who had been silent next to him, was slightly startled when he saw this scene.

Only the successors of Qin can touch that sword.

He hasn't even touched it yet, but his father actually gave it to Zheng'er...

Ying Zheng didn't know the meaning of this sword, so he pulled out a long sword that was almost half his height and showed a few moves at will according to the Mohist swordsmanship taught by Yun Jiao.

But in An Guojun's eyes, he saw the calmness and calmness in the child's eyes. He pretended to be casual and tested Ying Zheng on several questions. Ying Zheng was obedient and answered quickly and well.

An Guojun became more and more satisfied.

After serving as a hostage in the State of Zhao for nine years, he was able to develop such a character in such a difficult environment and also had a good understanding of Shang Junshu. He was indeed a good prospect.

If this is the case...if the grand aspirations of generations of Qin ancestors can be realized, then the status of the son of the dancing concubine can be ignored.

Thinking of this, An Guojun rubbed Ying Zheng's head: "This sword is given to you."

(End of this chapter)