"General, Young Master, we have arrived.”
Hearing this voice, the coachman quickly lifted the curtain.
Ying Ziling immediately took a step forward.
He looked up and saw the majestic Xianyang Palace in front of him.
In Ying Ziling's eyes, the Xianyang Palace was like countless dormant dragons that could swallow the world with a single move.
The ancient trees in the palace towered into the sky, simple and elegant.
It was tens of thousands of times grander than the small courtyard where Ying Ziling lived.
Green bricks and black tiles, the atmosphere is dense.
The endless majesty of the royal family appeared in front of him.
In Ying Ziling's memory, he had come here once when he was very young.
However, at that time, his memories of this place were simply vague. Now that he stood here and saw the huge Xianyang Palace in front of him, he could not help but feel a wave of emotion.
As expected of the Great Qin Empire, the construction of the palace was truly unparalleled.
He followed Zhang Han all the way to the main hall.
Ying Ziling could see Li Si, Wang Ben, Meng Tian, and the others in the court.
Of course, Ying Ziling also saw Zhao Gao, who was standing not too far away in a sorry state.
However, Ying Ziling swept his gaze across them. In the end, he looked at his father, Ancestral Dragon, who was sitting on the throne in the middle.
He didn't expect the First Emperor to be so domineering. He was really like a majestic mountain that couldn't be climbed.
"Your son greets Imperial Father!"
Then, he bowed.
At this moment, Ying Zheng's eyes were fixed on Ying Ziling. Finally, he waved his hand slowly, smiled and said,"
"Ziling, you seem to be walking like the wind. Have you recovered from your chronic illness?”
Ying Ziling immediately replied,"Yes, Father. Ziling has already recovered."”
There was no need to hide this. Ying Ziling was no fool. His father, the Ancestral Dragon, was a master. He had been watching him since he entered the door. Naturally, he had seen through him.
Upon hearing Ying Ziling's words, some of the officials began to whisper among themselves.
"Great Qin is truly blessed…"
"The Thirteenth Young Master has actually recovered from his chronic illness. It seems like a good sign for the prosperity of Great Qin!”
"Yes... yes..."
……
Ying Ziling, who was standing there, could not help but smile bitterly when he heard the discussions.
These people's ability to flatter and flatter was really invincible!
However, he couldn't help but like to hear these words.
However, at this moment, Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Gao, who was in an extremely sorry state, and gave a light cough.
The person who was whispering immediately shut up.
"Ziling, Zhao Gao said that you beat him up on the street for no reason. Is that true?”
Ying Zheng's face regained its calmness, hiding all his thoughts in his heart.
"Zhao Gao? Where is he?"
Zhao Gao immediately walked to Ying Ziling's side and knelt on the ground. He said with an aggrieved expression,""Your Majesty, please help me.”
"Ziling…"
Ying Zheng ignored Zhao Gao, but turned to look at Ying Ziling.
"Uh, Imperial Father, I was the one who hit Zhao Gao, but that was because he deserved it.”
"Should I be beaten?"
Obviously, Ying Zheng found his son's words interesting.
"Imperial Father, your son has always wanted to ask Imperial Father about something. I wonder if Imperial Father can answer Ziling.”
Ying Ziling didn't answer his father's question. Instead, he talked about something else.
Hmm?
Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with surprise.
That's right…Among his sons, even Fu Su, whom he thought highly of, did not dare to look him in the eye in the court.
As for the Thirteen Sons in front of him, from the moment they appeared, he felt that this son of his was somewhat unfamiliar.
It was mysterious everywhere.
"Tell me."
"Before my mother died, she told me that my father had promised her three things. He even said that he only made one promise, and that there were two more.”
Hmm?
Zhao Gao, who was lying on the ground, was secretly delighted. He knew that the Emperor hated it when people talked about such things in court.
She thought to herself," Now you, Ying Ziling, have offended His Majesty."
Li Si and the others did not dare to speak.
In their eyes, Ying Ziling's appearance was a joke.
" That's right. What do you want? As long as it's not too much, I can satisfy you…"
Ying Zheng looked at Ying Ziling, his eyes extremely calm. No one could tell what he was thinking.
Ying Ziling smiled.
"Thank you, Imperial Father!"
As she spoke, Ying Ziling rolled up her sleeves.
The others didn't understand what Ying Ziling meant. Only Zhang Han, who was standing at the side, suddenly remembered what Ying Ziling had said in the carriage.
"Punishment? It seemed that he had hit the castrated dog too lightly this morning!”
He immediately thought about whether he should speak up to stop him.
Zhao Gao, who was standing at the side, was thinking about how he could sow discord and make Ying Ziling suffer severe punishment for angering the Emperor. However, before he could say anything, he looked up and saw a slap heading straight for his swollen face.
Pa!
Then, another punch.
He was so fast that before the civil and military officials present could react, Yang Ling had already grabbed Zhao Gao's collar.
Another slap.
"You said that other than acting tough, there's nothing else to do every day. Father deals with state affairs every day. It's already a headache that he can't eat or sleep well. For such a big matter, you still want to trouble Father in the court. How awesome do you think you are?”
"I…"
Pa!
Without waiting for Zhao Gao to speak, Ying Ziling slapped Zhao Gao's face again, causing him to scream in pain.
"You don't know how to solve the country's problems and only know how to enjoy yourself. Don't you know that the remnants of the Six Nations are ready to make a move? You don't think about how to dig out those hidden forces that pose a threat to the empire and only know how to act tough?”
"Slave…"
Pa!
"If it's useless, then if you don't have the ability, then just stay low. Don't show off and have bad intentions everywhere…Can't you do something proper?”
He raised his hand again.
Thud.
Zhao Gao kneeled in front of Ying Ziling, tears streaming down his face as he begged,"
"Thirteenth Young Master, please stop fighting. Zhao Gao knows his mistake…he knows his mistake!”
Ying Ziling took a look.
F * ck, Zhao Gao really cried…
……
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