At this moment, Han Xin had already been pulled back from his thoughts by the bustling crowd.
Han Xin was shocked to see the mighty black armored cavalrymen standing straight and holding halberds on both sides of the street.
Right in front of him was a gold-plated luxury car with various lifelike patterns carved on it with gold threads. His eyes couldn't help but light up.
The vast army stretched as far as the eye could see.
At this moment, Zhao Xi slowly stepped down from the carriage and glanced at Han Xin.
Han Xin did not dare to look back and lowered his head obediently.
Soon, Zhao Xi bowed respectfully and stood guard by the car door.
A large foot with golden steps landed accurately on a step carved from golden Phoebe wood.
Ying Zheng was wearing a tasseled crown on his head, and a black robe made of Xuan Bird Emperor's robe as he slowly walked down.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
The civil and military officials who had been waiting for a long time all shouted in unison.
Only then did the surrounding crowd react.
It turned out that this important figure was the First Emperor of the current dynasty.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Regardless of gender or age, everyone shouted.
No matter what he thought in his heart, no matter whether they liked it or not, this was a rule that could not be violated.
His Majesty?
Han Xin, who had his head lowered, was shocked. He still remembered.
Back in school, he asked his teacher who was the most powerful and richest person in the world.
The teacher told him that this person was called the First Emperor. From the sun, moon, and stars in the sky to the mountains, rivers, and lakes on the ground, everything was his.
Even the life and death of all living beings in the world were in his hands.
Was he the richest and most powerful person in the world?
Han Xin couldn't resist his curiosity. He quietly raised his head and stole a glance from the corner of his eye.
It was a dignified face that was faintly discernible. What Han Xin remembered the most was the pair of bright and deep black eyes, which seemed to have infinite magic, making people dare not look directly at them.
He was very tall. Although his face was half-covered by the crown, Han Xin was very close to him. Yi Xi could clearly see that his face was well-defined. There was a tiger's mouth, a sun's horn, big eyes, and a prominent nose. He was determined and handsome.
Especially its nine-foot-tall body, it gave people a feeling that it was a tall mountain that could not be reached.
Suddenly, the black eyes seemed to have sensed her spying and swept over.
Han Xin was shocked. He quickly looked away and lowered his head, not even daring to breathe.
Just as Han Xin was feeling uneasy, a pair of large feet entered his sight.
Looking at the extravagant golden steps, Han Xin knew that the owner of the pair of shoes was the unattainable middle-aged man he had just peeked at.
"Raise your head."
Ying Zheng looked at Han Xin, who was crawling under his feet, and said in a loud voice.
"Here."
Han Xin was naturally terrified, but he had to obey.
Han Xin raised his head carefully and lowered his eyes, not daring to meet the sharp gaze that was sizing him up.
"What's your name?"
Ying Zheng looked at Han Xin, who was trembling with fear and wearing tattered clothes, and asked.
"Han Xin greets Your Majesty."
Han Xin was extremely nervous. The pressure this man gave him was too strong.
He had never been so nervous since he was young, and he had never seen anyone with a stronger aura than this man.
"You want to sell your house to bury your mother?"
Ying Zheng looked at the four crooked characters written by Han Xin and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Han Xin didn't dare to hide anything, so he told the truth.
"I bought the house. You don't have to kneel here anymore.”
After saying that, Ying Zheng cast a glance at Zhao Xi, who was waiting beside him.
Zhao Xi was also an old man in the palace. As an official of Xianyang Palace, he had been in the palace for more than twenty years. In front of him, Zhao Gao was also a junior.
However, he had been managing the inner palace. After Zhao Gao suddenly lost power, Zhao Xi successfully counterattacked and became a favorite in front of the Emperor.
The position closest to the Emperor had finally fallen on his head.
Having been in the palace for so many years, how could he not understand the Emperor's intentions?
He quickly stepped forward and helped Han Xin up. He then patted the dust off the young Han Xin's body.
"What a pitiful child."
Zhao Xi didn't show any disdain on his face as he helped Han Xin tidy up his messy hair.
He was deep in thought. Why did His Majesty value this young man so much?
Could it be that this young man was the Emperor's illegitimate son outside the palace?
However, His Majesty had always been pure and chaste. He did not even take a second look at the beauties of the six dynasties and had never gone out to flirt. This should not be the case!
"Is Your Majesty really buying a house?"
Han Xin did not know why the Emperor bought his house. In his opinion, the Emperor was rich and did not need his shabby house at all.
However, he did not want to think about it deeply. At this moment, his heart was filled with joy.
As long as he sold the house, he could let his mother rest in peace.
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