Facing Zhao Yan's question, Brother Zheng had no way of answering it.
Didn't she like him? That was a lie!
Even for Brother Zheng, the Xuanyuan Sword was extremely attractive. At least, with this item, he could save himself a lot of trouble.
He said he liked it?
Brother Zheng really couldn't open his mouth.
The father and son had just shook hands and made peace, and he wanted to ask for something from his son right after he entered the door. He did not have the nerve to do so!
Thinking of this, Brother Zheng could not help but sigh.
In the end, he was still too embarrassed to snatch Zhao Yan's things.
However, Brother Zheng could let it go, but Wang Jian was unwilling.
Wang Jian was all too clear about the significance of the Xuanyuan Sword to Brother Zheng.
"Brat, do you know that the Xuanyuan Divine Sword is an emperor artifact? It's the symbol of the emperor's authority! If this thing stays in your hands, it will at most be a grilled fish. However, to His Majesty, this thing was of great use!”
Zhao Yan's face revealed an ignorant and innocent expression, but the words he said made Wang Jian so angry that he spat out blood.
"What could be more useful than grilled fish?”
Hearing this, Wang Jian's entire person went numb.
"What's the big use of grilling fish!"
Zhao Yan retorted," Nonsense. Haven't you heard of it? The world is big, and eating is the most important thing!"”
Wang Jian sighed.
The appearance of the Xuanyuan Sword was too sudden, so much so that he was a little stunned for a moment.
However, from his past experience with Zhao Yan, he could tell that Zhao Yan was a very powerful person.
Wang Jian knew that although Zhao Yan was only three years old, he was mature and very sensible.
As long as he reasoned with him, Zhao Yan would most likely be able to understand.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Jian organized his words and continued,
"Brat, do you know that the remnants of the Six Nations are spreading rumors and using the fact that Great Qin doesn't have a Zhuxia Emperor Artifact to attack His Majesty? The commoners were ignorant and many people believed in such rumors. This situation is extremely disadvantageous to Your Majesty…"
After Wang Jian finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Yan with a nervous expression.
Zhao Yan tilted his little head as if he was weighing the pros and cons.
From Wang Jian's perspective, Zhao Yan was making a choice between protecting Big Brother Zheng and the Xuanyuan Sword.
In reality, Zhao Yan was thinking about something else.
This was the first time he had heard of what Wang Jian had said, but it was very easy to understand.
Isn't it just a fishing boat battle?
After Brother Zheng unified the six states, a large number of the remnants of the six states fled to the people.
These stray dogs were unwilling to lose their power, but because of Brother Zheng's suppression, they did not dare to do anything else.
Hence, they started spreading rumors all over the country and crazily slandered Brother Zheng.
Why was Brother Zheng rumored to be a tyrant in the future?
Just relying on that glib tongue of the scholarly faction, how could they create such a huge rumor?
Forget it!
Rumors had to have a strong foundation of public opinion.
Brother Hei Zheng's activities had started after Great Qin had swept through the six countries.
In the future, there was a colleague of Brother Zheng called Li Er who said this.
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it!"
Public opinion was extremely lethal to the emperor.
No matter how good an emperor was, no matter how many practical things he did.
Without proper publicity, it was easy for those flies who liked to spread rumors to take advantage of the loophole and end up in a thankless end.
The royal court had not paid enough attention to the work of publicity. There was still a long way to go!
For Zhao Yan, sitting on a bunch of small speakers and having people walk the streets every day to publicize Brother Zheng's glorious side was better than doing nothing.
At the very least, if he did that, the destructive power of the rumors spread by the remnants of the Six Nations would not be so strong.
The problem that Brother Zheng was facing now was that the entire country was being slandered. Could it be solved by the Xuanyuan Sword alone?
Don't joke around.
To solve this problem, he had to think about it carefully.
Zhao Yan had a better idea!
Thinking of this, Zhao Yan rolled his eyes and said,"No, I still want to keep this Sword-grilled Fish!”
The plan to reason with them had failed!
Wang Jian's eyes rolled, and he thought of another method in a turn.
Since reasoning was useless, why not try to move him with emotion?
Now, Zhao Yan already knew that Brother Zheng was his biological father.
Why not use the relationship between father and son as an entry point to persuade him?
"After all, you and His Majesty are father and son. Isn't what's yours His Majesty's? If…"
However, Wang Jian had just started when he was interrupted by Brother Zheng.
"Old General, don't say another word!"
Brother Zheng glanced at Wang Jian.
Wang Jian's thoughts of thinking for him, Brother Zheng was very clear.
However, Brother Zheng didn't want to pressure Zhao Yan because of the relationship between Taichu and his son.
The relationship between father and son had just eased up. If Zhao Yan felt uncomfortable because of this, it would not be worth it.
Through the previous incident, Brother Zheng knew that Zhao Yan was extremely sensitive about this.
In Brother Zheng's heart, although the Xuanyuan Sword was important, it had not reached the point where it surpassed their father-son relationship.
After telling Wang Jian to shut up, Brother Zheng turned his head to look at Zhao Yan and said gently,
"Don't listen to Old General Wang's nonsense. After all, the Xuanyuan Sword was given to you by your master. It's yours. I definitely won't force it!”
"The matter between you and your mother is now very clear. In a few days, I will bring you into the palace, acknowledge your ancestors, and change your surname and name.”
"You can do whatever you want with this matter!" Zhao Yan waved his hand and said.”
At this moment, Zhao Yan's mind was completely focused on nothing else.
His pair of black eyes stared at the meat skewers on the grill that were about to be cooked. The words 'drool' were almost written on his face.
After that, the three of them stopped talking about these things and sat down to eat the barbecue.
Because each had their own thoughts.
Therefore, the originally fragrant barbecue tasted like wax in Brother Zheng and Wang Jian's mouths.
After less than an hour, the two of them stood up.
"In a few days, I'll get someone to pick you up. Don't run around!”
Before leaving, Brother Zheng specifically instructed Zhao Yan.
After leaving Zhao Yan's residence, the two of them entered the carriage.
Until this time, Wang Jian finally could not hold it in anymore.
"Your Majesty, the Little Lord is really too insensible. The Xuanyuan Emperor Artifact was of great importance, but he treated it as a toy. It was simply ridiculous!”
Wang Jian said angrily.
Brother Zheng sighed and said,"Old General, don't say anymore. I've already made my decision on this matter!"”
After saying that, Brother Zheng closed his eyes.
Although he said that, how could Brother Zheng's heart be as calm as it seemed?
At this moment, Brother Zheng was extremely depressed!
Thinking back to when they were at the sand dune, he and Zhao Yan hit it off the moment they met.
At that time, Zhao Yan did not hold back at all.
Even the immortal pill his master gave him, Zhao Yan did not hesitate to share it with him.
Previously, although that kid was a little mischievous, when he thought about it seriously, he had always been obedient to his requests.
But today's matter made Brother Zheng depressed!
He was willing to give himself one of the two Immortal Pills, but he was unwilling to take out the Xuanyuan Sword, which meant nothing to him.
What did this mean?
At the end of the day, his previous mistake had caused Zhao Yan to have an opinion of him in his heart.
No matter how he tried to mend the cracks in their intimate relationship, it seemed to be useless.
This was something that made Brother Zheng's heart ache even more than not being able to get the Xuanyuan Sword in front of him!
……
Three days later.
Early in the morning, Zong Zheng of the imperial court personally came to call Zhao Yan into the palace.
Zong Zheng was the official in charge of the royal family and the registration of the clan genealogy.
Along the way, the white-haired Zong Zheng Zhao Yuan didn't even dare to look at Zhao Yan.
No wonder he was so timid.
As a Zong Zheng, Zhao Yuan was extremely familiar with the relatives of the imperial clan and the relationships between them.
Even if some of the members of the imperial clan were indecent and there were some illegitimate children who could not be seen outside, he knew everything.
However, this was the first time Zhao Yuan had seen a Prince who was wandering outside.
Especially after the recent events, the entire Guanzhong knew how much Brother Zheng doted on Zhao Yan.
Thus, Zhao Yuan did not dare to treat Zhao Yan as an ordinary young master today.
It was said that this devilish brat had given Old General Wang a show of strength the first time he met him.
Not to mention those rich and noble silkpants who had conflicts with him. Even now, he could hear that some silkpants had been imprisoned again every two days.
He could do whatever he wanted, and he had the unconditional support of a father like Brother Zheng.
The most unacceptable thing was that he was only three years old!
Who would dare to provoke such a person?
He, a mere Zong Zheng, couldn't bear his torment.
Along the way, Zhao Yuan sat upright and did not dare to be rude.
It wasn't easy for him to make it to the palace and see Brother Zheng.
Only then did Zhao Yuan feel relieved. He quickly followed the process of the imperial clan recognizing their ancestors and returning to the clan.
Changing one's surname and name was actually just a formality.
Great Qin's imperial clan was the Ying family's Zhao surname, so after the process was over, Zhao Yan was still called Zhao Yan. There was no special change.
The only thing was that before Zhao Yuan left, he threw an identity token to Zhao Yan and asked him to carry it with him.
This thing was also more symbolic than practical.
Brother Zheng only had a few sons, so he knew everyone that he should know. Who would need an identity plate when they went out?
After Zhao Yuan left, Brother Zheng looked at Zhao Yan with a gratified expression.
At this moment, Zhao Yan was dressed in a black official uniform.
It was just that he was too young and his body was still small, so the clothes he was wearing were specially made smaller.
Zhao Yan was obviously uncomfortable with the clothes as well. He stood there restlessly, tugging and pinching here and there.
Brother Zheng shook his head helplessly and said,""Tonight, zhen will hold a family banquet in the palace to celebrate you. You must come!”
"I don't think so. The food at your house tastes too bad!”
Zhao Yan said without hesitation.
In all fairness, the food in the palace was actually quite good.
Although there were fewer tricks in cooking, it was better than miracles.
Back when Zhao Yan was temporarily staying in the Imperial Palace, he had taken advantage of the imperial kitchen quite a bit.
Now, he was finding this excuse to avoid it because he did not want to attend Brother Zheng's family banquet.
Before him, the youngest of the eighteen sons of the Ancestral Dragon, Huhai, was already in his twenties.
Facing a group of so-called brothers that he had never met before, Zhao Yan really didn't know what to talk about.
"It's fine if you don't want to go. Zhen will send someone to inform Yang Zi to cancel tonight's family banquet.”
Hearing this, Zhao Yan could not help but be stunned.
"What? Do you mean that there are only the three of us at today's family banquet?”
Brother Zheng teased him,"You don't want to go anyway, so just forget it."”
"I'll go, I have to go!"
Zhao Yan immediately changed his words.
The last time he saw Ying Yinman was a long time ago.
Ever since Brother Zheng refused to see him, Zhao Yan had not entered the palace for a long time.
Ying Yinman was a princess after all. She wasn't like Wang Yan, who could run around the world without any scruples.
Due to various reasons, Zhao Yan had not seen Wang Yan recently.
He missed her so much!
After returning to the mansion, Zhao Yan immediately summoned his maids to prepare his clothes for tonight's banquet.
As the lanterns were lit, Zhao Yan rushed to the Imperial Palace for the banquet.
Zhao Yan was stopped at the entrance of the hall where Brother Zheng was holding the banquet.
"Little Lord, there are rules in the palace that all weapons are not allowed to be brought in!”
An Iron Eagle Swordsman who was on duty in front of the palace gate said helplessly as he looked at the Xuanyuan Sword hanging at Zhao Yan's waist.
If he could, he really wanted to turn a blind eye and pretend that he didn't see anything.
After all, Zhao Yan was the Little Lord. Brother Zheng had caused a bloody storm in Xianyang recently because of him.
This person still remembered very clearly the scene of the Black Ice Platform moving out in a large scale to defend Zhao Yan in public.
Needless to say, Zhao Yan was definitely the most special person in the Imperial Palace.
At the very least, many of the palace's rules were useless to him.
However, these rules definitely did not include allowing Zhao Yan to carry weapons!
Ever since Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, Brother Zheng did not allow anyone to bring weapons to meet him, even if this person was his own son.
This Iron Eagle Swordsman was only carrying out Brother Zheng's orders.
Zhao Yan nodded.
Today, he brought the Xuanyuan Sword into the palace because he wanted to show off his new toy to Ying Yinman.
It didn't matter whether he brought her into the hall or not.
However, at this moment, a chamberlain ran over quickly and whispered a few words to the Iron Eagle Swordsman.
The Iron Eagle Swordsman on duty looked at Zhao Yan in surprise, then waved his hand.
"Little Lord, please forgive me. This subordinate made a mistake!”
Then, he gestured for Zhao Yan to enter.
"You're here?"
As soon as he entered the hall, a light voice entered his ears.
Zhao Yan turned his head and saw Ying Yinman, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, looking at him with a smile.
Without waiting for Zhao Yan's reply, she walked over and reached out her hands to rub Zhao Yan's cheeks.
"You heartless little thing, why didn't you take the initiative to visit your sister after such a long time?”
"I didn't want to either. Recently, some bad people have been causing trouble for the bookstore.”
Zhao Yan said in a childish voice.
After he finished speaking, he pulled Ying Yin Man's skirt and said with a proud expression,
"Sister, let me show you something good!”
As he spoke, he untied the Xuanyuan sword and handed it to Ying Yinman.
"Ah, what kind of sword is this? The workmanship is so exquisite!”
Ying Yinman pulled out her long sword and waved it in the air.
Although she was a woman, she had learned some swordsmanship in the palace.
"This sword is called the Xuanyuan Sword. It's too sharp. I usually use it to roast fish, but it's actually not very useful. However, the grilled fish tasted pretty good!”
Ying Yinman was stunned.
Hmm? What are you talking about?
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