My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 972: Heaven, how can you be so unkind to me! I beg you to lend me another five hundred years!

Ying Chengjiao's face turned a little pale.

There are so many loopholes in my words!
I am a lobbyist famous throughout the world for my eloquence!
How come I can’t even speak properly?

Ying Chengjiao refused to give up and still wanted to make excuses.

But Ying Chengjiao despairingly discovered that he could not find a convincing reason to explain the questions raised by Ying Zheng.

There is no way to change the established impression in Ying Zheng's mind with more powerful facts.

Ying Chengjiao had no way of deceiving Ying Zheng without hiding it from his eyes.

Because Ying Chengjiao knew very well that what Ying Zheng said was the truth!!!

So what should I do?
Should I continue to cover it up when Ying Zheng has already guessed it?
After being silent for more than ten breaths, Ying Chengjiao finally let out a breath, looked up at Ying Zheng with complicated eyes and said, "I never thought that your wisdom would be so amazing!"

"Since you have already seen through it, I really shouldn't hide anything anymore."

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and deep shock appeared in his eyes, but both his expression and eyes were still so lonely.

Ying Chengjiao took another deep breath and said in a deep voice: "My elder brother's life ended at the age of thirty-seven of Qin Wangzheng!"

Ying Zheng's heart suddenly trembled, his pupils trembled, and his hands in his sleeves were shaking slightly.

When Ying Zheng said that he guessed correctly, his heart was not as confident as he appeared to be.

Quite the contrary, at that time Ying Zheng was only 10% sure at most, he was purely deceiving Ying Chengjiao!

Even though Ying Zheng conducted several more rounds of tests on Ying Chengjiao, his confidence was only increased to 30%.

It’s not that Ying Zheng doubted his vision, but the fact that he could predict other people’s lifespans was actually outrageous.

If Ying Zheng had not already firmly believed that Ying Chengjiao was a great wizard, and was even more convinced that Ying Chengjiao was deeply favored by Houtu, Ying Zheng would not have even had this 30% confidence.

Ying Zheng had already prepared himself mentally to be scolded by Ying Chengjiao.

But Ying Zheng really never thought that Ying Chengjiao would so directly throw his life span in Ying Zheng's face.

Ying Zheng was not mentally prepared to face his own life span!

"King Qin, thirty-seven years?!" Ying Zheng's eyes went dark, his body trembled slightly, and he murmured in a hoarse voice: "Compared to what I originally thought, King Qin's forty years, it's three years earlier?"

"Brother, you have not yet accomplished your great cause, and you haven't even unified the world yet. And you are already halfway through your life!"

"Brother, you only have twenty years left to live!"

"Only twenty years!!!"

The cruelest thing in the world is to tell a person who is ambitious, has great potential and really has the opportunity to rule the world that your life span is insufficient and cannot be recharged, so please prepare a cemetery to bury your dreams early.

Ying Zheng longed to leave a unified, stable and peaceful world to future generations, but now that Ying Zheng has not even completed the preliminary steps for the first step, his life is already halfway over!

My heart is broken! My heart is broken! My liver is broken!
Ying Zheng slowly covered his heart with his hands, and cried out in sorrow like a weeping cuckoo: "Oh, great heaven, how can you be so unkind to me!"

"I am willing to sacrifice my body and soul, and only ask the heavens to lend me another five hundred years!"

As long as you give me another 500 years, I will do my best to create a big, stable and peaceful world for future generations!

If Heaven and Earth do not permit, fifty years will also be fine!

As long as you give me another fifty years, I will work hard to create a unified world for future generations without the trouble of internal strife!

Oh, God, why are you so cruel to me?
Ying Chengjiao couldn't help but reveal a bit of heartache, reluctance and regret in his eyes.

If Ying Zheng could really live another fifty years, let alone what the world would become, at least Ying Chengjiao would not have to worry about retirement issues and he could live happily all his life!
Unfortunately, reality is always cruel.

Ying Chengjiao suddenly said, "Marquis Wenxin is not Wei, and finally the tenth year of King Qin's reign."

Ying Zheng felt more and more heartbroken!

It is difficult for me to live a long life, and even for my father-in-law it is difficult... Eh?

Ying Zheng suddenly looked at Ying Chengjiao, and with excitement and trepidation in his eyes, he said tentatively: "My brother just made a slip of the tongue."

Ying Chengjiao said unhappily, "Don't try again."

"You and I are brothers. How can I not speak frankly about anything I can speak frankly about?"

"That was not a mistake, brother."

"Marquis Wenxin's life span ends with the tenth year of King Qin's reign!"

Ying Zheng sat up straight, looked at Ying Chengjiao with burning eyes, and said solemnly: "It is already the sixteenth year of King Zheng of Qin, and Marquis Wenxin is still in good health!"

"Could it be that the prince's younger brother changed the birthday of Marquis Wenxin?"

"Brother Wang, is there really a technique that can help people achieve immortality?!"

Ying Zheng never dreamed of seeking immortality from Ying Chengjiao.

Because Ying Zheng knew very well how much Ying Chengjiao resisted the throne. If Ying Chengjiao really had the secret to make people immortal, he would definitely use it on Ying Zheng - of course, Ying Zheng had to queue up behind Madam Han.

Since Ying Chengjiao did not take the initiative to talk about immortality to Ying Zheng, it is enough to show that Ying Chengjiao really does not have the art of immortality.

But now, Ying Chengjiao's words rekindled the flames in Ying Zheng's heart, which had already been ashen.

Ying Chengjiao ignored Ying Zheng's eyes that seemed to be spitting fire, and continued: "The cause of death, suicide by drinking poison." "When Marquis Wenxin was about to die, I just returned victorious. The reason why I rushed thousands of miles with injuries was to break Marquis Wenxin's deadlock!"

"Fortunately, our Great Qin has great fortune, giving me this opportunity to help Marquis Wenxin break the barrier of his life span."

"From that time on, the longevity of Marquis Wenxin depended only on human affairs, not on heaven and earth."

Seeing that Ying Zheng's eyes were getting brighter, Ying Chengjiao added: "I can only help Lord Wenxin break the deadlock, but I can't help Lord Wenxin live longer."

"If Marquis Wenxin continues to work as hard as he does now, day and night, I think it will be difficult for him to hold on for much longer."

"But if Marquis Wenxin can rest well and take care of his body and mind, and if he is not forced to death by his elder brother, his life will be long."

"Even if Marquis Wenxin takes good care of himself, his life span cannot exceed 130 years. This number is the maximum life span for humans!"

Things have come to this point, rather than continue to cover up and cause a rift in the relationship between the brothers, it would be better to follow Ying Zheng's superstitious thinking and add fuel to the fire, or even use this sudden incident to benefit Ying Chengjiao!
As Ying Chengjiao's patient explanation was listened to, Ying Zheng's eyes changed from despair to surprise and then to thoughtfulness.

After a few moments of silence, Ying Zheng slowly asked, "Brother, was the cause of your death due to overwork?"

Ying Chengjiao nodded slightly: "Since elder brother has already guessed it, I should not hide it either."

"Big brother's cause of death was indeed overwork, but it was not just overwork. He also had respiratory disease and swallowed the so-called golden elixir offered by those swindlers, which caused a huge amount of toxins to accumulate in his body, so that his five internal organs were destroyed, his six internal organs were exhausted, and he collapsed from internal weakness!"

Ying Chengjiao's words exploded like thunder in Ying Zheng's mind.

Ying Zheng finally understood why Ying Chengjiao was so resistant to his plan to summon the sorcerer and refine the elixir. He was even willing to kill the sorcerer in the Qilin Palace and expose his identity as a great wizard in order to stop him from swallowing the elixir.

Ying Zheng finally understood why Ying Chengjiao kept nagging him like an old woman, telling him to get more rest and sleep more, and even recalled Lu Buwei to help Ying Zheng share the government affairs out of personal hatred.

Understood!Got it all!
Ying Zheng looked at Ying Chengjiao with a complicated look and said, "So, my brother has been helping you to break the catastrophe of your lifespan and get you out of the dead end several years ago!"

"No!"

"Not just a few years ago!"

Ying Zheng suddenly recalled scenes from his childhood.

At that time, Ying Chengjiao would always find ways to trick him into eating all kinds of vegetables and fruits. Whenever Lady Han cooked shrimps in the palace, Ying Chengjiao would definitely send a portion to Ying Zheng.

Ying Chengjiao just said that the cause of Ying Zheng's death was respiratory disease, but Ying Zheng is not suffering from respiratory disease now, except that he occasionally had difficulty breathing when he was young.

It was not until today that Ying Zheng finally understood that Ying Chengjiao’s previous playful actions might not have been just play!

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Chengjiao with more shock and intimacy: "As early as when you returned to Xianyang, I have been helping you to overcome the difficulty of your life span!"

"Brother, you are still searching for immortals to achieve immortality, but you never thought that I, the prince, have been helping you achieve immortality since you were young."

"My dear brother, I am so grateful to you!"

Ying Chengjiao showed a relieved and gentle smile: "How can there be a word of grace between you and me, brothers?"

"Since I have this ability, how can I not help you, big brother!"

Ying Zheng asked in confusion: "Since my brother knew that it was my life span that was limited, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

If Ying Chengjiao had confessed earlier, Ying Zheng would not have had to search the world for an immortal!

Ying Chengjiao said calmly: "Although life span is determined by heaven, it is also determined by human affairs."

"Marquis Wenxin's life should have ended in the tenth year of King Qin's reign, but to this day, Marquis Wenxin is still the prime minister of our Great Qin."

"Changping Jun's life should have ended in the 24th year of Qin Wangzheng's reign. The pines and cypresses on Changping Jun's tomb are now standing tall like a canopy."

"My elder brother's life should end in the thirty-seventh year of Qin Wangzheng's reign. But if my elder brother had not dodged or avoided Jing Ke's sword when he was about to assassinate me, I would have died under Jing Ke's sword."

"If you, my elder brother, had known your destined life span and ignored human affairs, I would have spent the rest of my life in regret!"

Knowing early on how long you can live in the original history has both advantages and disadvantages, but in Ying Chengjiao's opinion, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

Because that is just the original history, not the real present, let alone the so-called destiny!
Knowing how long you can live in the original history can not only help you avoid catastrophe, but it will only bring you more and more pressure and anxiety, and eventually lead to early death due to enormous pressure!
When Ying Zheng heard this, he was shocked and said with emotion: "If I don't know the will of heaven, I will try my best to do my best."

“But if you know your destiny, you may become lazy or anxious, which may shorten your lifespan.”

"As Zhongfu said: great achievements and fame are made by heaven. Therefore, it is not advisable to be careless about the people who choose you!"

"My brother is here to help me, my brother. I think deeply about this!"

Lu Buwei had long ago taught Ying Zheng that achieving great things was a destiny, but relying solely on destiny without paying attention to human factors would not lead to success.

This idea happened to coincide with Ying Chengjiao's ideas about destiny and human affairs, so Ying Zheng understood what Ying Chengjiao said without any hindrance.

Ying Chengjiao said helplessly: "I hope that you can do your best to eat well, drink well, and sleep well, and not overwork and waste your life. I don't hope that you can search for immortals and gods, and finally find a group of swindlers to poison you!"

Ying Zheng shook his long sleeves, bowed his hands apologetically and said: "This is really my brother's fault!"

"Brother, you must obey my younger brother's instructions and get three hours of sleep every day!"

Ying Chengjiao was delighted and immediately asked, "You're not lying to me?"

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Chengjiao tenderly and moved, and said, "My brother has spent so much effort to help you end your life, but you only need to sleep an extra hour every day. This price is really insignificant."

"How can I let my brother down for his efforts and kindness?"

(End of this chapter)