Great Qin Emperor Teacher: I teach Ying Zheng to become an emperor through the ages!

Chapter 7 Plan ahead, Ying Zheng's first appearance

Zhangtai Palace.

Qin Zhaoxiang King Yingji sat on the high platform throne.

The hero who was once full of vigor and established the structure of the Great Qin Dynasty is gradually getting old.

He squinted slightly.

With a swipe of Hui Mou, the civil and military people above the hall can feel an invisible oppression.

"My dear friends, I have already heard about the discussion about Zhao Zhi's attitude just now. Zhao Guo has broken his promise, and this battle will be fought sooner or later."

"But when to fight and how to fight, I need to go back and think about it."

"Everyone still has something to play, if nothing else, then retreat."

Ying Ji was a little tired.

He is very old, with gray hair all over his head, his body is getting worse these days, and his time is numbered.

When he was ordered in danger, he suddenly ascended to the throne of the Qin State, and lived up to the expectations of his father and brother. Along the way, he felt a lot of sadness.

Qin State has become the head of the Seven Kingdoms from a weak country in a corner of the world.

But looking at the weak crown prince Yingzhu, and his grandchildren who are as scheming as a city and cannot be reused, Yingji expressed deep concern about the future of Qin.

"Ugh"

Yingji sighed helplessly.

"Your Majesty."

Just when he was disappointed, he saw a scholar in Confucian shirts come out. Ying Ji recognized him as Lu Buwei, a subordinate official of Ying Yiren's family.

Ying Ji didn't have a good impression of merchants. The status of merchants in the Warring States Period was appallingly low.

"Mr. Lu, is there anything else?"

Lu Buwei bowed deeply and said:
"Your Majesty, what I have said today is related to the future of the Qin State, but there is a suspicion of usurpation. I implore Your Majesty to forgive me for my innocence."

Everyone: "."

Well, you Lu Buwei, you are really cunning, you have already prepared a way out for yourself.

Ying Yiren beside him was full of suspicion. Lu Buwei had always known everything to him.

But today, he knew nothing about it, even he was curious about what Lu Buwei was going to say.

Ying Ji's eyes were deep, he curled his lips, and said coldly:
"Mr. Lu said it directly, I forgive you for your innocence!"

Lu Buwei's expression froze, and then he said with confidence:
"The minister secretly brought three people into the palace today. These three people have special identities. The minister did not inform them beforehand. Now the three of them are outside the palace. I beseech the king to summon them."

As soon as this remark came out, the scene exploded like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed.

The hall was extremely noisy, and someone immediately reprimanded him.

"Bold Lu Buwei, without the king's permission, he brought someone into the palace privately. Do you know what crime this is?"

"Using the kingship deserves death!"

"My lord, please punish Lu Buwei for his crime."

Lu Buwei is a party of Yingyiren, and there are many hostile politicians in the court. They finally caught Lu Buwei's handle, so how could they not make trouble?
But Lu Buwei was particularly calm.

Because just now, he has made the matter clear and has been forgiven by the king.

Seeing that Lu Buwei had become the target of public criticism, Ying Yiren felt anxious, and hurriedly stood up to defend him:
"Your Majesty, Mr. Lu must have no choice but to do this, so please Your Majesty to observe clearly."

These people are not used to seeing Ying Yiren become the son of An Guojun, and they are unwilling to let it go. Ying Yiren's sudden answer is tantamount to misfortune.

"Young Master Yi Ren said this, and he has a selfish desire to protect his shortcomings."

"That's right, everyone here in Xianyang doesn't know that Lu Buwei is the counselor of Mr. Yiren, and he has a good relationship with Mr. Yiren!"

"With a good relationship, can you disregard the king's face and act privately?"

Hearing these words, Yingji was a little angry. This is the court of the Qin Dynasty, not the market, so flustered, how decent.

"quiet!"

He snorted coldly, and the hall immediately became silent.

Everyone can only look up to Ying Ji.

In their eyes, King Zhaoxiang, who has been on the throne for 56 years, has surpassed the achievements of the previous kings of Qin.

Ying Ji raised his head slowly, with a smile on his face, looked at Lu Buwei calmly, and said:
"Who did the master bring into the palace?"

"Your Majesty, it is more appropriate to ask yourself."

Ying Ji paused, his gaze was horrifying, but he was still lifeless.

"Since that's the case, then I will see you. Come, let the three people outside the hall come in. I want to see who can let Mr. Lu risk his beheading and bring him into Zhangtai Palace."

After a while, three people walked in.

Qin Chuan and the others had already taken a fragrant soup bath and changed into clean clothes. At this moment, they looked much more comfortable.

Everyone looked puzzled, because they didn't know who these three people were.

Only the young master Yingyi was full of excitement, and the woman and child were not his own wife and son.

For a moment, tears came to my eyes.

But Ying Yiren still suppressed his emotions and didn't let the tears flow down. In front of the king, don't lose your composure.

Old Yingji was also a little stunned.

When he saw the young Ying Zheng for the first time, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He seemed to have seen this child somewhere before.

But where is it! ?

Ying Ji quickly searched his memory, and soon, his eyes lit up, he remembered that this boy had appeared in his dreams more than once.

He looks exactly like this kid, Your Highness!
Ying Ji took a deep breath, lost his dignity, and instead asked kindly:

"Who are you guys?"

Although the voice was low, it sounded like thunder to the ears.

"Minister girl Zhao Ji, Ying Zheng, grassroots Qin Chuan, pay homage to the King!"

None of Yingji was familiar with the three names.

But the boy who made him happy was named Ying!

"What did you say your name was?"

With a warm heart, Ying Ji pointed to the boy and asked.

"Ying Zheng."

Ying Zheng blinked, and in front of Yan Luo Yingji, who was terrified by the world, he didn't feel the slightest sense of fear, and talked calmly.

It's admirable to have such ambition at such a young age!

"Your surname is Ying too?"

Ying Zheng nodded and answered curiously:

"My father's surname is Ying, so of course I am also surnamed Ying."

At this moment, Ying Yiren finally couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped forward firmly, his eyes were already flushed.

"Big King!"

Although Ying Ji was old, he was not yet confused, and immediately guessed what Ying Yiren wanted to do.

"You know them?"

Ying Yiren nodded, and said excitedly:

"My lord, there is one thing that Yiren hasn't mentioned to anyone since he returned to China."

"When the foreigner was in Handan as a hostage, he married a Zhao girl and had a son."

"Their mother and son are Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng!"

Everyone: "."

The confidentiality work is really good.

It has been more than three years since Ying Yiren returned to Xianyang, but during such a long time, no one knew that he had an illegitimate child.

Ying Ji looked at Ying Yiren, and immediately asked excitedly:

"That is to say, this little guy is your own son, and also the descendant of this king, the direct blood of Daqin?"

Ying Yiren nodded, he could feel that Ying Ji liked Ying Zheng very much.

"Zheng'er, still haven't said hello to your great-grandfather?"

Ying Zheng was also very sensible, and immediately kowtowed again, saying:

"Yingzheng pays homage to the king. No, it's great-grandfather!"

(End of this chapter)