The starry night was long, and the fire flowed through the sky.
In Xianyang City, the ordinary people had already gone to sleep, recuperating their energy for the busier work tomorrow.
The phenomenon in the sky had alarmed countless capable people and talents in the world. Pairs of eyes stared at the fiery red sky, not knowing what was going on.
On a certain unattainable mountain peak, a man stood in the air and sighed,""Strange number!"
It was a quiet night, but it was also a chaotic era.
The Qin State in Guanzhong was eyeing the world covetously. However, the six countries in the east of the country have been fighting endlessly, and there has been no peace year after year.
The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, had been in charge of the government for many years. He was still reading the memorials on his desk even though it was late at night.
Ying Zheng was very happy tonight. He had received a report from the internal history of grain management. This year, all parts of Guanzhong had abundant grain. The construction of the Zheng Canal had been completed, and Guanzhong had a bumper harvest year after year. From then on, the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan had become even more fertile.
"Just like what Zhongfu said, what Zheng Guoqu left behind was not water, but gold! Adding on the grain produced by the Ba and Shu counties, Great Qin's granaries were full. Looks like it's time." Ying Zheng laughed to himself.
"Your Majesty!"
"What is it?" Outside, a palace maid came to report, but she was stopped by the guards outside the hall.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty. Dame Li Ji has given birth, and it's a prince. Your Majesty, please bestow a name on the prince."
One of his favorite concubines gave birth to a boy, so Ying Zheng was naturally very happy.”
Just like that, the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, who was also the fourteenth prince of the future First Emperor of Qin, was born.
Six years later.
It had been six years since Ying Zige came to this world.
Six years was enough for Ying Ziyi to understand the basic information of this world.
The king of Qin, Ying Zheng, had fourteen sons, and Ying's son, Ying Yi.
Ying Zige walked down the long corridor and patted his chest. At this moment, the Qin State was swallowing Han and breaking Zhao, just like when the sun was in the middle. If it was twenty years later, he would really want to cry but have no tears.
"Young Master, what are you doing?" The palace maid behind reminded Ying Ziyi in a low voice.
"Ah!"
Ying Zige came back to his senses, turned his head slightly, and said,"I'm fine."
This was a team that was slowly moving forward. Behind Ying Ziyi were two maids and two eunuchs.
As Young Master Qin, Ying Ziyi could be said to have no worries about food and clothing. However, this was also what Ying Ziyi was most worried about. Others might not know, but he still had a certain understanding of the history of the future.
The Qin State had only annexed the world for fifteen years before it was destroyed by Liu Bang and Xiang Yu. The descendants of the Ying family were even slaughtered. This was more than just tragic. Then there was Zhao Gao, the traitor. Every time he saw Zhao Gao's sinister eyes, Ying Ziyi felt a chill run up his spine.
"We're here."
After walking down the long corridor and making a turn, Ying Ziyi's goal was to go there.
In a quiet room.
There were already people waiting there.
From the eldest son of the King of Qin, Fusu, to the eighteenth prince, Huhai, they were all waiting here.
The dozen or so sons of the King of Qin were all gathered together. In front of everyone was an old man with white hair and a beard. His name was Song Longzi. Beside him was a little Daoist boy kneeling.
During the pre-Qin period, a hundred schools of thought contended. It was said that Song Longzi was a sect master of the Daoist sect and had a very high seniority. When he came here to study, the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, had specially invited a group of young masters to attend the lecture as a show of respect.
Ying Ziyi was the last to arrive. He found an empty seat at the back and sat down while the palace maids and eunuchs waited outside.
When Matsuko saw that everyone had arrived, she began her speech.
Ying Ziyi wasn't interested in what Song Longzi said. The old man talked for six to eight hours. Looking at the old man with white hair and green clothes, he rubbed his stomach and sighed. He was hungry.
"May I ask if this young master has any objections to what this old man has said?”Song Longzi saw Ying Ziyi's current appearance. He smiled and asked.
All the young masters turned their heads, and their eyes were all focused on Ying Zige.
"Ah!"
Ying Zige was stunned. He raised his head and realized that he had become the center of attention.
He stood up and laughed foolishly. "I think the Headmaster is right.”
Who knew what he had just said? He just had to nod.
"Then why did Young Master shake his head and sigh?"
Are you not done yet? Ying Ziyi said angrily in his heart.
After thinking for a while, Ying Ziyi finally replied,"Sigh, Master's knowledge is useless!"
This was blatant mockery! This caused a discussion on the spot.
Young Master Fusu stood up and saluted Song Longzi.""My younger brother's words are innocent, I hope you can forgive me.”
Gentle and polite, polite and restrained. As expected of Fu Su, the eldest son of the King of Qin, the son that Ying Zheng regarded as his future successor. Song Longzi praised secretly.
"Young Master Fu Su is too modest."
Song Longzi no longer bothered about Ying Ziyi's words and continued her speech. Ying Ziyi continued to daydream. However, when he regained his senses, he realized that the little Daoist boy beside the old man was staring at him with a pair of large, delicate eyes.
Ying Ziyi stuck out his tongue when the old man wasn't paying attention and made a face at the little Daoist.
The little Daoist boy was shocked. He didn't expect the young master to be so shameless. He glared at Ying Zige and looked away.
"Eh? That little Daoist boy had a feminine charm between his delicate eyebrows. Could it be a woman?”Ying Zige thought to himself.
Matsuko finished her speech.
Ying Ziyi rubbed his empty stomach." Is class finally over?”
At this moment, Fu Su stood up." What the Headmaster said is very profound. Fu Su doesn't seem to understand. Please enlighten me on some questions."”
"Is there a problem, Young Master?" Matsuko felt gratified to see such a studious student.
... Ying Ziyi was speechless and had to listen to Fu Su's questions one by one.
After another two hours, Song Longzi answered all of Fu's questions. The speech finally ended.
"Little Lord, please wait." Just as the young masters were about to leave, Song Longzi suddenly called out to Ying Ziyi.
"Me?" Ying Ziyi pointed at himself.
"That's right!" Song Longzi nodded.
Why is this old man looking for me?
After all the young masters had left, there were only three people left in the quiet room. Song Longzi asked,""Why did Young Master say that what I said was useless?”
"So it's this!" Ying Zige sat on the ground and smiled. "It's not the right time!"
"What do you mean?" Song Longzi asked shamelessly.
"During the Warring States Period, the world tended to be treacherous. Now, Han had destroyed Zhao Can. The six countries in the east of the country exist in name only. In less than ten years, Qin will certainly annex the world. It's too early for you to say that it's frivolous and corvee.”
"Oh? Ten years later, when the world had just settled down, shouldn't it be more appropriate to reduce the corvee and calm the hearts of the people?”Song Longzi asked.
"Is that so? There are Xiongnu in the north and Baiyue in the south. Can the world really be stable?" Ying Ziyi asked.
Song Longzi lowered her head and stroked her beard, deep in thought.
Hah! Old man, you must be scared! Her brother had a long history.
A certain someone stood up proudly. Under the slightly strange gaze of the little Daoist, he turned around and left behind a young but imposing figure. "Mister's plan is still too early!”
"Wait!"
"What is it?"
Song Longzi took out a piece of silk cloth from her sleeve. "Young Master, this is the cultivation method of our Daoists. There are many benefits to cultivation. Take it as repaying Young Master for clearing my doubts!”
Wow, a martial arts manual!
Ying Zige jogged over and took a look." What is this? You don't understand it at all?"
"Ah, most of the words written here are technical terms. If you are not familiar with my Daoist scriptures, it will be difficult to understand.”Song Longzi smiled.
Then what was the use of this! Ying Ziyi said disdainfully in his heart.
"This old man will leave Xianyang in a few days. He probably didn't have the time to teach Young Master the basics. How about this! I'll leave my junior sister in the Qin Palace for a year to assist young master!”
"Where is your junior sister?" Ying Ziyi looked left and right, but he couldn't find anyone who looked like Junior Martial Sister Song Longzi.
"Xiaomeng greets Young Master!" Just as Ying Zige was still in a daze, the little Daoist raised his delicate eyebrows, stood up, and bowed.
“......！”
"That's what he said!"
A black shadow flashed past and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the empty and lonely hall, sitting on the majestic throne, Ying Zheng seemed to be a little surprised after hearing the report from his shadow guards.
"There are Xiongnu in the north and Baiyue in the south! That's right, but Great Qin's enemies aren't limited to this!”
"Your Majesty! The Moon Goddess requests an audience!"
Outside the hall, the attendant's voice rang out. Only then did Ying Zheng snap out of his thoughts.
"Are you from the Yin-Yang School?" Ying Zheng murmured,"Pass it on!”
She stood tall and graceful, and her posture was elegant. Although she was veiled, it was difficult to conceal her peerless beauty. The Yin Yang School's Right Protector, Yueshen, slowly walked over.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"No need to be so polite!" Ying Zheng was very polite to him.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"What brings you here, Moon Goddess?"
"For the king's fourteenth prince."
"Zige?"
"I have recently divined the stars and discovered that Your Majesty's fourteenth prince has a strange fate! Perhaps it was someone important to the king's great cause!”
"Is that so?"
"However, it might also be the person who destroyed the king's great cause.”Yueshen said after a pause.
"Then, do you have any suggestions?”The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, did not seem surprised by the Moon Goddess's threatening words.
"Misfortune and fortune are hard to determine, and fate is uncertain. His Excellency Donghuang said that perhaps he could teach that child.”
"Hahahaha!"
"King?" Looking at Ying Zheng's smile, the Moon Goddess was a little confused.
"You're late. Song Longzi just left her junior sister in the Qin palace to teach Ziyi.”
"Daoism…Heaven Sect!" Yueshen said warily.
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