"Father…"
Seeing his father tying his shoes for him, Little Ying Zheng could not help but feel a strong sense of kinship.
What replaced it was the reaction of an eight-year-old child. The appearance of a small adult had disappeared.
"Zheng 'er, why are you here again? Don't delay your father's business.”
As the melodious notes fell, a graceful figure appeared in his sight. It was Little Ying Zheng's mother, Lady Zhao, who was also Ying Rui's first wife.
Similarly, on the night of their wedding night, she was a virgin!
"Husband, you?"
Seeing her husband tying Zheng 'er's belt, Zhao Ji's small red mouth opened slightly. Clearly, she rarely saw such a heartwarming scene.
"Mother."
If one were to say that he respected his father, then Little Ying Zheng's respect for his mother was purely due to filial piety.
"Husband, Zheng 'er is still not very sensible. He comes here from time to time. Don't blame him.”
After regaining her senses, Zhao Ji spoke out of the instinct of a mother.
"Zheng 'er is sensible, why would I blame him?”
Looking at the charming figure, Ying Ruibu gave a perfect arc that contained a bit of tenderness.
Speaking of which, there was once when he went to the State of Zhao, he met Zhao Ji, who was in decline, and he was still a centurion.
"Furen, instruct the chef in the back room to prepare dinner for tonight.”
Perhaps he sensed something, Ying Rui shifted his gaze to his wife, Lady Zhao, and intentionally sent her away.
"Yes, husband."
Without asking why she was having dinner in advance, Zhao Ji bowed and said in a rather docile manner.
"Zhang Han, come out."
Then, Ying Rui glanced at a corner behind him. Zhang Han, who had just arrived, was hiding there.
That's right, he had already sensed the aura that the other party had hidden the moment he arrived.
"Master, Little Lord."
Zhang Han, who couldn't raise his head due to his wife's presence, straightened his back and appeared in a flash.
" My swordsmanship isn't good enough…"
Little Ying Zheng frowned when he couldn't detect the trace of the person. He wasn't used to this kind of uncontrollable and even threatening situation.
He had to be like his father, where everything was under his control and he had to be the one to decide.
“………”
It was a good thing that his eldest son, Zheng 'er, had a fighting spirit. His personality was somewhat like his. Ying Rui didn't say anything and only gave him a shallow glance.
"Master, this…"
As he spoke, Zhang Han looked at the Little Lord with a troubled expression, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"It's fine. Just say what you have to say."
Ying Rui waved his hand. Without the slightest bit of cultivation, it was undoubtedly incomparably fragile.
Zheng 'er was indeed only eight years old. His intelligence was far beyond ordinary geniuses. He knew what to say and what not to say.
"This is the first time Father has trained me. It's no longer limited to the usual questions and answers.”
Upon hearing this, Little Ying Zheng immediately understood what was going on, and listened attentively.
In other words, if he could not meet his father's standards, he would probably have to wait for a while more.
"My Lord, the merchant Lu Buwei of the State of Wei and the Young Master Yiren have a very close relationship.”
"According to our members in the north, they are planning to use Madam Hua Yang as a springboard to become the Crown Prince.”
Zhang Han, who was standing on the spot, didn't say anything else and reported everything.
"My third brother is unwilling to be left out.”
Ying Rui's reaction was very calm. It was unknown if he was mocking him for overestimating himself or if he didn't take it to heart.
There was a saying that there was no contrast if there was no comparison. If he only knew that he was fighting for the position of Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace, his grandfather Ying Ji would most likely be furious.
Therefore, there was no need for him to personally make a move. The good days of his third brother defeating the Yiren were over.
"As for Second Young Master Ying Ziyan, on one hand, he is preparing to report to His Majesty that the benefits of killing Old General Bai are greater than the disadvantages.”
"On the other hand, he is about to use the power of the family behind him to obtain the position of Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace.”
Zhang Han's heart was filled with anger at the mention of this matter. In order to fight for the position of the Eastern Palace Crown Prince, he had actually decided to kill Old General Bai.
Such a shameless person did not deserve to be a Young Lord, much less become Great Qin's Emperor.
"None of you are falling behind. This battle for the position of heir suddenly became lively.”
To his grandfather, killing Old General Bai or not was a false proposition. Ying Rui almost couldn't help but laugh. He was here to be tortured.
In fact, the fact that his two nominal younger brothers were doing this would only make his position even more stable.
"Master, how should we deal with this?”
When it came to matters related to the emperor, Zhang Han had always been strict and strict.
"Continue to monitor. If there are any abnormal movements, report back.”
Ying Rui dealt with the two people who had ulterior motives. He treated them like clowns and said indifferently.
"Yes, Master."
Even though there were many doubts in his heart, Zhang Han didn't hesitate and returned to the Black Ice Platform North Branch with the latest instructions.
"Father, those two people have made their moves to seize the position of Crown Prince. We can't fall behind either.”
The Crown Prince was the King of Qin, and Little Ying Zheng, who had been listening attentively, sounded a little anxious.
His father was ambitious and had the demeanor of a hero. He should have fought for the position of Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace. How could the other two so-called princesses compare?
"Zheng 'er, you said that you couldn't kill Old General Bai. So, what's the opportunity?”
Ying Rui did not directly answer the First Born's question. He asked a seemingly unrelated question, but it was definitely related.
"Protect Old General Bai? The crown prince of the Eastern Palace?"
Little Ying Zheng, who was trying his best to figure out the relationship between the two, could not figure it out at all.
"Father, please enlighten me.”
Even though he wanted to give a corresponding answer, Little Ying Zheng, who could not connect the dots, had to ask his father for advice.
"There's no hurry. In the next few days, there will be a battle for the throne. Zheng 'er will learn when the time comes.”
As a bystander watching the entire process, it was inevitable that it would bring him a deep understanding. Ying Rui would not miss a good opportunity to train him.
This time, he officially brought his eldest son with him mainly to experience power and politics and build a relevant foundation in his studies.
Ying Zihe and Ying Yiren's little tricks were a good inspiration for his eldest son Zheng 'er.
"Yes, Father."
His father had never been a boastful man, and he would never be unprepared for anything. Little Ying Zheng had always believed in him.
"What did father mean just now?”
The calmer he appeared, the more confused Little Ying Zheng became. He wished that the day would come soon, and that the mystery in his heart would be solved as soon as possible.
Other than that, there was also a little bit of curiosity. This was a good opportunity to learn and practice.
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