Zhiyang Palace.
In the past, in order to commemorate the 12th year of Yiguo, Mu Gong opened up thousands of miles of land and dominated Xirong. He renamed Zishui to Bashui and built a overlord palace beside Bahe River. When King Zhao of Qin was in power, it was changed to Zhiyang Palace.
This palace had a long history and magnificent architecture.
The person who lived here was Zhao Che's mother, Xue Bazi.
In Great Qin, Qin Shihuang's wife was the Empress.
Unfortunately, there wasn't one yet.
Other than the Empress, the other concubines were the Furen, the Beauty, and the Eighth Son…
Chun Xue sat at the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Holding the bamboo scroll, his expression was gloomy.
There was a hint of worry between his brows.
He was only in his early thirties, but there were some white hairs on his temples.
She had bright eyes and a beautiful face.
If one looked closely, one would know that she was a beauty when she was young.
"Report-"
The flustered maid stumbled in.
"Eighth Son, something bad has happened!"
"What?"
"After His Majesty arrived at Spring Garden, he seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with Young Master.”
"I've been here for six hours and still haven't come out.”
Pa!
The bamboo slip in Chun Xue's hand fell to the ground.
Then, she stood up abruptly.
Without thinking, he walked out of the palace.
Zhao Che was her only son.
Zhao Che was a quiet person, but sometimes he was extremely straightforward.
His personality was exactly the same as Qin Shihuang's.
As long as he was certain of something, he would definitely not give in!
If Zhao Che really angered Qin Shihuang…
That was how rumors spread.
When Chun Xue arrived at Spring Court in a panic, she saw a scene that made her jaw drop!
Qin Shi Huang sat cross-legged on the ground like a child playing with a piece of wood.
Opposite him was Zhao Che, his face full of impatience.
Wait a minute!
Was he hallucinating?
Chun Xue rubbed her eyes.
She was very sure that she was not mistaken.!
Even the maid beside him was shocked.
Oh my god!
What was going on?
Qin Shihuang did not notice the arrival of the snow.
He was sweating profusely as he slowly hammered the wooden mallet.
"Cough cough, is this feasible?"
"Yes, alright."
Zhao Che didn't even look at it and casually said a few perfunctory words.
What the hell! I'm begging you, don't cause trouble!
“……”
Qin Shihuang's mouth twitched.
Looking at the two-faced Zhao Che, he was exasperated.
If this wasn't his son, he would definitely teach him a lesson!
If you weren't my biological father, I would have hung you on a tree long ago.
Qin Shihuang was speechless.
Just as he was suppressing his anger, he noticed Chun Xue outside the door.
He frowned and waved his hand.
Then, the guard bowed and let them in.
These were his loyal servants, the Mystic Bird Guards.
She was loyal to him alone, and was equivalent to his personal bodyguard.
In fact, there was no Iron Eagle Swordsman or Black Ice Platform in the history of Qin State.
These two things were made up in the later "Great Qin Empire".
However, there were really elites in the Qin country.
Xun Zi once said: Qi's martial arts can not resist Wei's soldiers, Wei's soldiers can not meet Qin's elite soldiers.
From this, it could be seen how high the status of the elite was.
The Black Bird Guards were all chosen from elite warriors, one in ten thousand!
"Greetings, Mother."
Zhao Che stood up and bowed.
Chun Xue looked at Qin Shi Huang and bowed.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
"No need for formalities."
Qin Shihuang stood up again with the help of the maid.
He casually patted the dust off and coughed lightly.
"Why didn't you stay in Zhiyang Palace?”
"Concubine…"
Chun Xue lowered her head, not even daring to look at Qin Shihuang.
Thinking about it carefully, she had not seen him for several years.
He couldn't even come to see his own son?
Qin Shihuang had a strange expression as he turned to look at Zhao Che.
The palace naturally had its own rules.
It was impossible for an adult young master like Zhao Che to live with a concubine.
"I heard that Your Majesty is in Yichun Garden, so I came to take a look.”
"Seeing His Majesty…What is he doing?”
Qin Shihuang did not pursue the matter.
Hearing this, the corners of his mouth immediately curled up into a smile.
He was holding an iron plowshare in his hand.
"I'm making an important tool for agriculture!"
"A divine artifact that can plow ten acres a day with a middle-aged ox pulling the plow!”
"A divine artifact that is enough to benefit thousands of years and the people!”
It was powerful and majestic.
But the next moment, the smile on Qin Shihuang's face slowly disappeared.
F * ck? He actually stole the credit?
Qin Shihuang was speechless.
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