Daqin: Ask Zulong for the crown prince at the beginning

Ying Ziye's expression didn't fluctuate at all.

It was even more stingy to look at Zhao Gao again.

He just gave a soft command to the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi:

"Take it down, break the limbs, abolish the martial arts, I will go there later!"

"promise!"

The Four Ghosts of Xiangxi hastily agreed.

Then suddenly shot.

Only a few creaking sounds were heard.

Zhao Gao's meridians all over his body were shattered, and he instantly became a cripple.

Like a deflated ball, the whole body is limp.

At the same time, bursts of extreme pain swept through Zhao Gao's whole body.

It made him grimace, grinning in pain.

He knew that he would surely die today.

At the moment, he simply let go.

His eyes flickered wildly, hissing and howling:

"Hahahaha... You are really good at winning Ziye.

Not only me, but the whole world underestimated you! ! "

"However, your end will definitely not be better than mine.

Do you think you can sleep peacefully when I die?

And that Donghuang Taiyi, Guiguzi, and Baiyue Shushan! "

"They won't go around you until His Majesty the First Emperor dies.

Great Qin will never be restored, forever.

You also want to die without a place to bury you, hahaha! "

The voice was terrible.

It also reveals endless madness.

just.

These words have no effect on Ying Ziye.

He didn't seem to have heard of it at all.

Instead, he raised his legs and walked straight towards the palace of the First Emperor Yingzheng!

The Four Ghosts of Xiangxi next to them responded in a timely manner.

Hastily stretched out his hand to remove Zhao Gao's jawbone.

Cut off the other party's ability to speak.

In order not to dirty the son's ears with his foul language!

Immediately afterwards, they followed Ying Ziye's order.

Zhao Gao, who was already like a disabled person, was brought down.

............

Inside the bedroom.

First Emperor Yingzheng had sunken eye sockets and looked haggard.

From time to time, there was a piercing coughing sound.

But he still sat there firmly.

With both hands leaning on the Tianwen Sword, his eyes are firm and stubborn!

Looking at the entrance of the bedroom.

It seemed as if he was holding on and waiting for someone.

And soon.

The first emperor Yingzheng's eyes suddenly brightened.

I saw, in sight.

Ying Ziye's slender, tall, elegant figure appeared.

Come slowly.

And until now.

Only then did Shihuang Yingzheng show a tired look on his face.

He let go of the hand holding the Tianwen sword.

Lifting up slightly, Chong Ying Zi Ye made a move.

"My son, come, come here!"

His voice was hoarse, revealing exhaustion.

Swah——

Hear this.

Especially when seeing Shihuang Yingzheng's weak expression that could not be concealed.

Rao is determined to win Ziye.

I can't help but be surprised.

Unexpectedly, Shihuang Yingzheng's body had weakened to such an extent.

He hurried forward quickly.

Just wanted to bow down and salute.

Suddenly, a snap was heard.

Then his shoulders sank sharply.

I see.

Shihuang Yingzheng let go of his hands and let the Tianwen sword fall to the ground.

His big hands tightly clenched Ying Ziye's shoulders.

The tiger's eyes were shining brightly, staring at Ying Ziye with unspeakable fierceness.

The sound is rich and magnetic:

"You're fine! You're doing great!"

"The horse stepped into the rivers and lakes to wipe out the rebellion.

The solitary army fought hard to reach Khantan Mountain, surveyed the northern border, and wiped out the centuries-old troubles of the Huns.

And this time to put down Zhao Gao's rebellion.

All these actions, the widow is very satisfied! "

"You are worthy of being the widow's son.

You are worthy of being the Marquis of Zhen Guo of my Daqin! "

"Father's praise..."

"It's not admirable, it's your merit, your achievement!"

The first emperor Yingzheng's eyes were fixed, his spirit was terrifying, and he said in a deep voice:

"Where did you have the courage and courage to ask the widow for the crown prince? Take it out!"

"Who but me!

This is the momentum you should have, go ahead! "

"Yes, Father!"

Ying Ziye's tone faltered, and then he looked at the majestic face of Shihuang Yingzheng, and nodded slowly.

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"The widow just had a dream, dreaming of the previous kings of the Great Qin Dynasty.

They all said that the widowed king did a good job and lived up to their expectations.

He also gave the widow a sword and armor as rewards! "

Shihuang Yingzheng's expression was a bit reminiscent, as if he had seen the past.

But that feeling quickly faded.

Continue to say:

"One generation has one generation's career, and the widow has exhausted everything that human beings can do.

Wipe out the six kingdoms, unify the rivers and mountains, build the Lingqu, build the Great Wall, the cars are on the same track, and the books are in the same text.

Lay the foundation of the Great Qin Dynasty! "

"However, there are still remnants of the six kingdoms, Baiyue in the south, which have not been wiped away, leaving nothing to regret.

It's a pity that the widow's time is running out now, but God is stingy to give some time.

Otherwise, these problems will not be left to future generations. "

"Originally, the widow only hated that there were no successors, Fusu, Huhai and other princes were not enough to carry on the great cause.

The widows can only race against the sky to solve these problems urgently.

It is inevitable to act too hastily, leaving some hidden dangers! "

"but!"

 …  

Speaking of which.

Shihuang Yingzheng's face suddenly became extremely terrifying.

Staring fixedly at Ying Ziye, his voice was as heavy as entrustment, and he shouted in a low voice:

"But, now with you!

You have amply proven your abilities and your finesse.

The courageous and tenacious character is also quite similar to others, and there are even victories, and I am very comforted! "

"The widow believes that you will be able to forge ahead indomitably and continue to forge ahead!"

"Continue my Great Qin Kingdom for thousands of generations!"

"You, can you do it?"

The voice is heavy.

Contains the father's expectation for his son to surpass himself.

But it reveals that there is no doubt!

It seems that it is not an inquiry, but an affirmation!

Winning Midnight must be done! !

Hearing what the first emperor Yingzheng entrusted with the funeral.

Ying Ziye was stunned on the spot for a moment.

Looking at Shihuang Yingzheng, he lost his mind for a while.

a long time.