The eldest son of the Great Qin Dynasty
22 The Guarding Spirit in the Throne Room

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"His posthumous title is King Zhaoxiang of Qin. The two words are good, which is in line with his achievements when he was alive.”

After a moment, Ying Zhu, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

During this period, he even lowered his head a little. It was very obvious that he was not as calm as he looked. Instead, he had a rather heavy heart.

"No matter when, grandfather's achievements will never be belittled by anyone.”

Ying Rui nodded heavily upon hearing this. His words contained a certain affirmation of his grandfather.

It could be said that his grandfather was a key figure in restoring Great Qin's strength and laying a solid foundation for unifying the world.

Without the foundation of his grandfather's accumulation, it would take at least twenty years for his generation to sweep through the six countries and unify the world.

"Since your grandfather didn't leave with regrets, you must take Great Qin to conquer the east.”

When he heard that his father had passed away tonight and that he was bedridden, Ying Zhu placed all his hopes on his eldest son.

"We definitely will; that's my promise to my grandfather and my promise to Great Qin.”

Ying Rui didn't address himself as 'I' when he saw that gaze of hope. He once again spoke of the promise he made to his grandfather.

"Then I'm relieved, relieved…"

Hearing such a guarantee, Ying Zhu was completely relieved, and an extra smile appeared on his haggard face.

Looking at the entire Ying Royal Family, only the eldest son Ying Rui could take on the responsibility. The other disciples were not talented enough and could not face the current situation.

Therefore, the fifth generation king's role was not much less than his father's.

"Father, you can rest in peace. Leave the rest to me.”

Noticing the discomfort between his father's brows, Ying Rui understood the reason. The double torture of bad news and illness did not continue to linger.

"Father's judgment has always been very accurate. Our Great Qin is about to once again leave Hangu Pass.”

Looking at the departing figure, Ying Zhu clenched his fists tightly. His gaze suddenly became bright and piercing.

Whether or not Great Qin can complete the final step is all up to you, Rui 'er!

"Pass down the order to take good care of the Grand Supreme King. If anything happens, punish him.”

It was impossible for Ying Rui to ignore his respectable father. He walked out of the palace and gave Wang Ji an order.

"Yes, please rest assured, Your Majesty. I will definitely order people to take care of the Grand Supreme King as much as possible.”

It didn't sound like a joke. Wang Ji deliberately kept an eye out and hurriedly replied.

Correspondingly, the doubts in his heart were further aggravated. King and Grand King had almost no contact, so logically speaking, they should be more ordinary.

"Could it be purely because of filial piety?”

Thinking of this, Wang Ji, who had his head lowered, could not help but guess.

"Little Lord is still in the main hall of the throne room?”

Ying Rui, who was walking along the long corridor between the halls, naturally did not forget about his eldest son.

"Your Majesty, the young master is still in the throne room, guarding the former king's body, including Empress Dowager Hua Yang, the young master Zi Huan, and others.”

Upon hearing the new king's question, Wang Ji quickly pulled back his thoughts and thought for a moment before replying.

“………”

Ying Rui didn't say anything else in response. Instead, he walked towards the main hall of the Throne Room.

"Ta…Ta…"

King did not speak again, so Wang Ji could not say anything. Only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty…"

When Ying Rui arrived at the throne room, Empress Dowager Huayang, who had been keeping vigil until dawn, included Ying Ziyou, Mi Chen, and other royal children, as well as important relatives of the royal family.

"No need for formalities."

Glancing at everyone present, Ying Rui waved his sleeve to indicate that he was free from the formalities, and quickly found Little Ying Zheng, who was struggling to hold on.

Yes, he had come to the main hall of the throne room for nothing but to bring his eldest son back to rest.

Zheng 'er was already quite tired after today's military reward. In addition, he had stayed up until midnight. His eight-year-old body could not hold on at all.

"The Crown Prince has become the King of Qin in a single leap. His status is no longer the same as before.”

The Empress Dowager Hua Yang, no, Empress Dowager Hua Yang, muttered to herself. A look of pity flashed across her beautiful eyes.

"Why? Why is he the king? Why is he the most ordinary person in the Ying royal family?”

Just now, when he was forced to call the other party king, Ying Ziya felt ashamed just thinking about it. He couldn't understand why his grandfather didn't pass the throne to him.

The rest of the royal family's descendants could still accept it, but in the end, it was their eldest brother Ying Rui who succeeded the throne.

"Zheng 'er, go and rest first. After daybreak, you still have to participate in the burial ceremony.”

Ying Rui didn't pay much attention to some clowns. He went straight to the First Born.

"Zheng 'er is the eldest son, and father has to deal with many things as the king. Zheng' er wants to replace father to guard great-grandfather's spirit to show filial piety.”

Although he did not want to go against his father's wishes, and was still feeling a deep sense of fatigue, Little Ying Zheng still voiced out his thoughts.

After witnessing the legacy, he had a new understanding of the past. From now on, he wanted to share his father's worries and do what he could.

"Zheng 'er has such filial piety, very good. He can be a role model for the Ying Clan's descendants.”

At first, he was slightly stunned. However, Ying Rui didn't mention it again and slowly said,"

Then, he tidied up his eldest son Zheng 'er's clothes and patted his little shoulder as encouragement.

"Zheng 'er thanks father for agreeing to the request just now.”

With such a sensible father who was both skilled in both martial arts and literature, Little Ying Zheng proudly straightened his back, looking much more energetic.

"From the way His Majesty treats the Little Lord, he has a high chance of becoming the Crown Prince, and he is the eldest son of the Di family.”

As expected, the Crown Prince had become the Emperor of Great Qin. The thoughts of Mi Chen, the Lord of Yangquan, who was observing in secret, could not help but become active.

"Fourth brother is Ying Ji's descendant. Judging from the current situation, I'm afraid it will be passed down forever.”

The sixth brother of the late King Zhaoxiang of Qin, the forty-year-old Lord of Gaoling, Ying Kui, looked thoughtfully at his grandnephew who had temporarily succeeded to the throne.

In other words, Ying Ji's line of descent would become the direct line of descent. As for the other royal descendants, they would not have the qualifications to inherit the throne.

"Back then, I was the one who inherited the throne. It was all because Zhao State did not interfere.”

Usually, if there were more than two generations, that line would definitely become the main line of descent. After such a long time, Gaoling Lord Ying Kui still harbored a bit of hatred towards the State of Zhao.

"Everyone is here to guard the spirit and show the benevolence of the Great Qin Dynasty. I believe the former king will see it in heaven.”

Looking at Empress Dowager Hua Yang, Ying Kui, Ying Zi Xin, and the others, Ying Rui said something normal, which could also be considered a polite greeting.

There was a fixed time for the wake. It was probably at dawn when he buried his grandfather in the mausoleum of Mount Li.

"Thank you for coming forward, Your Majesty. This is what we should do.”

In front of Great Qin's Emperor, everyone had to address themselves as a subject, unless it was a father and son or a grandchild.

Therefore, whether they were willing or not, everyone present stood up.

"If the king really recognized me as the empress dowager and could have a royal grandson, how good would that be?”

Seeing the harmonious scene between the King and the Little Lord, Empress Dowager Hua Yang felt a sense of loneliness that only came in her old age. Even though she was the Empress Dowager, she was still alone.

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