Great Qin: My eldest son is the Ancestral Dragon
17 To build an unprecedented empire

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"Father, Zheng 'er has already settled the matter of rewarding the palace guards.”

After being escorted back to the main hall of the Eastern Palace, Little Ying Zheng did not care about the fatigue on his body, and immediately reported the progress to his father.

Although it was a little tiring to talk about it, today's harvest was indeed not small. He had seen a scene that tested his courage and reaction ability.

"Zheng 'er, sit down and talk. In private, there's no need to pay too much attention to complicated etiquette.”

Noticing the tiredness on his face, Ying Rui naturally understood the reason behind it. He waved his hand and gestured for his eldest son to sit down first.

"Yes, Father."

Hearing his father's concern for him, Little Ying Zheng could not help but become a little more spirited, and responded with a strong voice.

Although his father was usually very strict and needed to learn a lot of homework, there were times when he was amiable.

"Zheng 'er, what are your new thoughts on rewarding the soldiers in place of father?”

As he spoke, Ying Rui looked to the left and gestured for the palace maids to start serving.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The palace maids who had been waiting for instructions at the side saw the Crown Prince's signal and brought a few simple dishes up one after another.

"This is the first time Zheng 'er has participated in a scene like today's reward for the soldiers. It's a little, a little…"

At the end of the sentence, Little Ying Zheng felt ashamed, and was too embarrassed to say it in front of his father.

"Just say it. There are no outsiders here. Father won't make fun of you.”

No matter what the result was, Ying Rui would not make fun of his eldest son Zheng 'er. Moreover, his performance this time was indeed not bad.

He knew clearly what kind of performance the First Born had through the North Branch of the Black Ice Platform. His willpower alone was enough to kill a considerable number of people.

"I was very nervous at that time. I almost embarrassed my father a few times, especially when I was facing the soldiers of the palace guards during training.”

"Every time I can't take it anymore, I tell myself that if I can't overcome it, how can I achieve great things in the future?”

Once he decided to tell them, Little Ying Zheng was still very calm, and began to describe the changes in his mentality at that time.

"Zheng 'er, do you blame father for his decision today?”

Ying Rui was silent for a moment as he listened carefully to his eldest son's psychological changes. Then, he asked,

"Without experiencing great storms, growth is destined to be fragile. For example, on an occasion like today, why would Zheng 'er blame Father?”

Little Ying Zheng was a little curious as to why his father would ask him this question. He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head firmly.

Speaking of which, he still had to thank his father for nurturing him with all his heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have learned so many things today.

"Today, I'll reward the palace guards on behalf of father. Zheng 'er must be tired. Come, fill your stomach first.”

After looking at the eldest son for a moment, Ying Ruibu smiled slightly and skipped the previous topic.

"Yes, Father."

With his father's reminder, Little Ying Zheng finally noticed the few delicacies in front of him, and his appetite was immediately aroused.

"With Zi Zheng 'er, why worry about the Great Qin Empire not being able to pass on its legacy and create an unprecedented empire?”

Zheng 'er's small figure was reflected in his eyes. Ying Rui's gaze was not only limited to the six dynasties, but also to an even more distant place.

Only after Zheng 'er fully matured and stabilized Great Qin's achievements in the east would he be able to start his 10,000 li western expedition!

Great Qin's flag should not be limited to a single place, and it should be Qin territory wherever its soldiers went.

"Zheng 'er went to the camp today to reward the army. The palace guards stationed in the Eastern Palace are extremely elite. Just their killing intent is already terrifying…"

"Father, how did you create the palace guards?”

While eating the delicious food, Little Ying Zheng raised his head and asked curiously.

He had been carefully taught by his father since he was young, so he could still see the difference in the strength of an army.

"The palace guards were my father's former subordinates. They participated in the Battle of Changping in the early years and were responsible for blocking the retreat of the Zhao army.”

"That battle was quite intense. The Zhao army launched dozens of desperate attacks and forged a strong fighting will.”

Speaking of the predecessor and foundation of the palace guards, Ying Rui seemed to have returned to the Battle of Changping, the golden spears and iron horses of those years.

The millions of Qin and Zhao armies were fighting each other. Rather than calling it a decisive battle between two powerful countries, it would be more appropriate to call it a battle of national fate.

In other words, whoever won the Battle of Changping would be the main character in unifying the world, the founder of the first unified empire.

"No wonder they are like this. They blocked dozens of desperate attacks from the Zhao army, which is why they have the momentum of the palace guards today.”

Little Ying Zheng listened to his father's story with great interest, and nodded his head in understanding.

"Father, Zheng 'er has a presumptuous request.”

Speaking up to this point, Little Ying Zheng put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at his father, who was standing right in front of him.

"Just say it. Tell me, what do you want?”

Ying Rui could roughly guess what his eldest son was thinking and asked.

"At the tender age of twelve, Zheng 'er wants to be like his father and fight on the battlefield, adding new elite soldiers to Great Qin.”

Having a preliminary understanding of how difficult it was for his father to make a fortune, Little Ying Zheng clenched his fists tightly, wanting to walk down the path his father had walked.

"As long as Zheng 'er is not afraid of hardship and has the corresponding ability, what's wrong with forming an elite force?”

They were groomed as heirs. Ying Rui would not be overly harsh on this aspect. He would still give some power to the eldest son.

After all, in the process of a ruler quickly gaining power, a certain amount of prestige was needed as a foundation, and Zheng 'er was no exception.

"Zheng 'er thanks father for your help. In the future, I will definitely work hard to learn all my current subjects.”

Little Ying Zheng had thought that there was not much hope for him, but he did not expect that his father would agree to it. So, he controlled his excitement and replied calmly.

His father's meaning was simple and clear. If he wanted to form an elite army, the prerequisite was that he had to have true ability.

Therefore, in the next few years, he had to redouble his efforts.

"It's good that Zheng 'er has such ambition. Father will wait for your performance in four years.”

Seeing that his eldest son had begun to learn to control his emotions, Ying Rui had an extra sense of hope as he spoke slowly.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Lord Wang Ji has come to the Eastern Palace, saying that there is an imperial order from the King.”

At this moment, Wei Liao stopped in front of the side hall and reported.

"Wang Ji brought grandfather's imperial order. Could it be that something has happened in the palace?”

With just one sentence, Ying Rui's thoughts spun rapidly and he quickly obtained an accurate piece of information.

It was possible. In recent years, his grandfather's health had been getting worse and worse, especially now that he was about to die.

"Mister Wei, quickly bring Lord Wang in.”

After thinking about it, Ying Rui's fingers that were tapping on the wooden table stopped and he spoke.

If he had not guessed wrongly, there must have been a huge change in the palace. Otherwise, Grandfather would not have sent Wang Ji over at night.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Following that, Wei Liao took the imperial order that the Crown Prince had mentioned and prepared to bring Wang Ji into the side hall.

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