Year 356, 103 years before Ying Zheng was born.
In the palace of the Qin Emperor in Yueyang City, the capital of the Great Qin Empire, Ying Shixi, who was on the verge of death, was holding the hand of his second son, Ying Quliang.
Standing behind him was the guest Wei Yang who had been in the State of Qin for several years.
Ying Shixi panted heavily,"Qu Liang, come, take this sword."
This sword is called Heart-listening, and it has been the personal sword of all of Great Qin's rulers.
The previous emperors of the Great Qin Dynasty once said that this sword would not ring for life unless it was a wise monarch and a capable minister.
If this sword cries out, it will be the day when our Great Qin rises, and it will be just a matter of time before we head east.
It's a pity that your father is neither a wise monarch nor a capable minister.
Son, I don't have much time left. Great Qin, I'm counting on you…"
After he finished speaking, Ying Shixi's eyes rolled back and he breathed his last…
Following Ying Quliang's shout, the entire Yueyang City was instantly filled with cries…
Ying Quliang was crying so hard that his eyes were almost filled with blood...
At this moment, a few extremely rebellious voices sounded in his mind…
Sigh, this old thing is finally dead…
If he didn't die and Great Qin continued to struggle in his hands for a few more years, not even a god would be able to save it.
Good death, good death…
Ying Quliang, who was kneeling and crying, suddenly raised his head…
Who was it?
Who had the guts?
How dare you curse my dead father in the mourning hall?
Was there really someone who was tired of living?
Ying Quliang stood up immediately and roared,""Who is it? Who was that?"
All the ministers and concubines who were crying were stunned by Ying Quliang's sudden roar and stopped crying altogether.
He looked at Ying Quliang, who was looking around in a daze, with a face full of shock…
All the officials in the court saw that Ying Quliang had lost his composure.
Princess Yingyu hurriedly stepped forward and held Ying Quliang,""Big brother, Jun father died suddenly and you haven't slept for a few days.
Let me help you to rest…"
As Ying Quliang's imperial guest, Wei Yang hurriedly stepped forward and supported Ying Quliang, saying to Yingyu," Princess, the mourning hall needs someone to take care of it. I'm here to help the ruler back to the palace to rest…"
Hearing Wei Yang's words, Ying Quliang turned his head abruptly, his eyes fixed on Wei Yang…
Wei Yang looked around,"Ruler, what's wrong with me?"”
"What did you say just now?" asked Ying Quliang with narrowed eyes.”
"I said…I came to help the ruler back to the palace to rest…"
"The last sentence!"
"The last sentence?" Ah…Princess, the mourning hall needs someone to take care of it!”
"Before this sentence…"
"Before this?" I…I didn't say anything…"
Yingyu was certain that her second brother must have had some health issues because of Jun Father's death.
"Second brother, the Honored Guest has been in this mourning hall for two days and only said this sentence."
You must have heard wrongly because you were too tired.
Second brother, go back and rest…"
Why was this guy so mysterious?
Seriously, if that old fellow doesn't die, how can you ascend the throne and become the ruler of the State of Qin?
If he died, it would be Great Qin's fortune. If he lived a few more years, Great Qin would be doomed!
This time, Ying Quliang heard it clearly…
This was definitely Wei Yang's voice…
However, Wei Yang did not open his mouth.
Could it be…
Ying Quliang took a look at the 'Heart-listening' treasured sword hanging on his waist, and his entire body trembled…
His father's dying words were still ringing in his ears." The previous rulers of the Great Qin Empire once said that unless a wise ruler meets a capable minister, this sword will never hum.
If the day this sword cries out is the day Great Qin rises, then it will be just a matter of time before we head east…
Could it be…
This guy was the capable minister Jun Father had mentioned?
And he was the wise ruler that Jun Father spoke of?
The day the Heart-listening Sword cries, will be the day the Great Qin rises?
Coming out of the east was just around the corner?
Ying Quliang's entire body was trembling intensely...
After Duke Mu of Qin, the Great Qin Empire became more and more ruined.
In these few hundred years, he had already reached the position of the youngest among the Seven Heroes.
Hangu Pass changed hands and Hexi was lost.
Great Qin, which had once been insufferably arrogant, had lost 80 - 90% of its territory.
He became the target of ridicule, mockery, and bullying for the six Shandong countries…
Under such circumstances, it would not be long before the country was destroyed in a huge war.
In the best case scenario, they would withdraw from the ranks of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period and become a small country like the Song Kingdom and the Zhongshan Kingdom...
It was only a matter of time before they were devoured and destroyed…
Several generations of Qin monarchs had fought with blood in an attempt to restore the glory of Great Qin's Duke Mu.
However, they could only work in vain, and the situation was getting worse.
However, there was nothing he could do…
And now, the legendary Heart-listening Treasure Sword had actually shown its power…
A virtuous monarch like himself and a rare capable minister had appeared…
Right at this moment, Wei Yang's murmuring voice rang out in Ying Quliang's mind again in a wretched manner…
This guy's expression was strange, and his expression was constantly changing. It seemed like he had the intention to kill…
Aiyaya, it was too dangerous. Indeed, accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. It seems that I have to be careful in the future…
If he could not stand out, he would never stand out! If he could fool them, he would fool them. If he could muddle along, he would muddle along. He would not be the first to stand out…
Ying Quliang looked at Wei Yang with a strange expression…
He muttered to himself,"This guy has so many thoughts. He doesn't have the blood of an old Qin person at all."
Could it be that he was really the legendary capable minister that was rarely seen in history?
Did the ancestors make a mistake…"
Filled with suspicion, Ying Quliang pretended to be calm and held his forehead,""Wei Yang, I am indeed tired. Help me to the inner room to rest.”
" Okay Monarch, let's go. Please be slow…"
After leaving the mourning hall, Ying Quliang wanted to test Wei Yang.
"Wei Yang, the death of Jun father has shaken the entire country."
The six countries east of the Yellow River are ready to attack. The Xiongnu rebels are ready to attack the west and stare at them like tigers eyeing their prey.
As the new ruler, I don't have enough prestige, and it's hard to control the court. In your opinion, how should I face the current predicament?”
Idiot! Do you still need to ask me about this?
You are the king, and the king plays politics. The politics is to make more friends and make fewer enemies.
Why don't you first differentiate who your enemy is? Who is your friend?
This was the most fundamental problem!
Only by understanding this can you unite your true friends and attack your true enemies! Do what you should do!
Otherwise, why would you control it? Without this foundation, no matter how you fuck, it's all nonsense!
"Cough cough cough…"
Wei Yang cursed Ying Quliang in his heart, then humbly cupped his hands towards Ying Quliang and said,""Ruler, I'm afraid I have to disappoint you.
Wei Yang is just a useless scholar. I really don't even know the slightest bit about governing the country.
Therefore, I don't dare to say anything. I hope that you can forgive me…"
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