Three Kingdoms: Started off by the coalition forces, building Daqin

Qin Xu’s heart was also lifted tightly.

Without hesitation, he followed Uncle Zhong and entered the inner hall.

Directly in front of the inner hall is an offering table.

On the offering table, there are tablets all over the place.

And in the center of the table, there is a tablet, which is obviously much larger than the others.

It says proudly.

The spiritual throne of the ancestor of the Great Qin Empire!

Next to the first emperor’s reign, there is the spiritual seat of the eldest son Fusu.

It’s true!

It’s actually true.

He Qin Xu is actually a descendant of the First Emperor.

The descendants of the eldest son Fusu lineage!

The true descendant of the Great Qin Empire!

Uncle Zhong carefully took out a family tree from a dark pavilion.

Respectfully handed it to Qin Xu.

“Gongzi, this is the family tree of your surname.”

Qin Xu reached out and took it.

At the top of the family tree, there is the first emperor Yingzheng.

And below the reign of the first emperor, it was the eldest son Fusu.

Qin Xu looked at them one by one.

I was surprised to find that at the bottom of the family tree, he was the nineteenth generation of him-Huanxu.

Below Huan Xu, his birthday is also written.

I see!

At this moment, Qin Xu completely understood.

It turned out that he was really a descendant of the first emperor’s concubine.

It is also the only royal relic of the Great Qin Empire that has survived.

And his current name Qin Xu is just his pseudonym.

His real name is Huan Xu.

But immediately.

A doubt quietly emerged in Huan Xu’s heart.

Wasn’t the eldest son Fusu killed by Zhao Gaochuan?

Why do they survive in the world?

Maybe.

Will Uncle Zhong know one or two?

Huan Xu looked up at Uncle Zhong and said suspiciously.

“Uncle Zhong, the ancestor’s eldest son Fusu Yimai, was given death by Zhao Gaojiao?”

“Then how did our lineage survive?”

Uncle Zhong let out a long sigh.

The voice is full of endless emotion.

“Actually, this involves a secret back then.”

“Back then, after the funeral of the First Emperor, Zhao Gao and Li Si passed on the edict to give the death of the eldest son Fusu.”

“Zhao Gaogin was an order, killing the son of the eldest son Fusu.”

“My Meng Clan ancestor Meng Tian can’t bear the descendants of the royal family of the Great Qin Empire, so he died in vain.”

“So he secretly ordered his third brother Meng Jia to take Fusu’s youngest son Huan Zhao away.”

“Since then, the Meng Jia lineage has been guarding the descendants of the eldest son Fusu Yimei.”

“Guardian for generations, never give up!”

“And the old slave is the eighteenth generation descendant of Mengwu’s third son Mengjia, Mengzhong.”

Plop.

Uncle Zhong knelt heavily in front of Qin Xu.

“The eighteenth generation descendant of the old slave Meng’s clan is loyal, meet the prince!”

I see.

Qin Xu’s heart was abrupt.

No wonder.

During his lifetime, his father trusted his uncle Zhong very much.

But it turns out that there is such a secret in this.

If it weren’t for Meng Tian.

If not Monga.

If there is no Montessori guardianship for generations.

Perhaps, there is no longer a trace of them.

Qin Xu immediately stepped forward.

His eyes were full of gratitude.

“Uncle Zhong, please get up quickly!”

“For hundreds of years, thanks to the protection of your Meng clan.”

As he spoke, he lifted Meng Zhong up.

“I have also benefited from Uncle Zhong’s protection over the years.”

He remembered.

When he was young.

Wherever he went, Uncle Zhong would follow.

Since childhood.

Uncle Zhong taught him to ride horses and archery.

It is always guarding his safety.

Show your identity as a loyal servant to the fullest!

Meng Zhong’s eyes were slightly red.

“Gongzi, with your words, everything about the old slave is worth it!”

He bowed to the end, with infinite respect.

“The old slave is willing to go to the soup for the prince, and he will not give up again!”

“Uncle Zhong, please get up quickly.”

Qin Xu helped Uncle Zhong up.

Immediately.

He strode to the offering table.

“Uncle Zhong, bring incense for me.”

Uncle Zhong hurriedly took the three pillars of incense and handed it to Qin Xu.

Qin Xu reached out and took it.

With respect for the ancestors.

Respect for the first emperor’s victory.

He bowed respectfully and saluted.

“The ancestor of the first emperor is on top, and the nineteenth generation of descendants has seen the ancestor of the first emperor!”

“I’ve seen all the ancestors and ancestors!”

This moment.

Qin Xu’s heart was full of arrogance.

He wanted to declare it to everyone.

He Huanxu is the founder of the Great Qin Empire and the only descendant of the First Emperor’s reign.

He was the sole heir of the Great Qin Empire.

He wants to carry on the aspirations of his ancestors.

Rebuild the Great Qin Empire!

Create an iron-blooded empire that belongs to their family!

But directly above the ancestral hall.

A family rule in red font came into his eyes.

“All my descendants of the Great Qin Empire, and before the crown, must not restore the surname of Huan! Remember! Remember! ”

“Shōshōryu!”

On this family rule, there are also many mottled red prints.

Winaki?

Qin Xu’s eyelids jumped wildly.

Wasn’t that taken away by Mengjia, the youngest son of the eldest son Fusu?

What happened here?

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