The Monster Young Master, Ying Zitian!
Late at night, candlelight flickered in Zhangtai Palace.
The candlelight was slightly dim.
Beside the candlestick was the first emperor recorded in the history books of China, Qin Shihuang, Ying Zheng.
At this moment, Ying Zheng did not go to rest. Instead, he was reading the bamboo slips with a rather solemn expression.
The bamboo slips presented by the civil and military officials in the morning court today.
The old territories of the Six Nations had problems one after another.
There were remnants of the destroyed country, plagues, droughts, and the people were suffering…
It was time for the fourth eastern tour!
At the thought of this, the one emperor of the ages suddenly started coughing violently.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Years of toil had already caused Ying Zheng's body to be sick.
The eunuch holding the candlestick hurriedly said.
"Your Majesty, it's time to rest. Your dragon body is more important.”
Ying Zheng did not seem to hear it.
Seeing this, the eunuch did not dare to say anything more.
He understood the First Emperor's personality. Moreover, the Emperor did not need a servant to teach him how to do things.
If he said anything more, he would lose his head.
The eunuch quietly held the candlestick.
At this moment, a voice sounded from outside the hall.
"Your Majesty."
"The Prime Minister requests an audience, saying that he has something to report.”
Ying Zheng's hand paused for a moment, then he spat out a word.
"Xuan."
After saying that, he continued to read the bamboo slips.
Soon, Li Si walked in and stopped in the middle of Zhangtai Palace.
Li Si greets Your Majesty."
Li Si, the Prime Minister of Great Qin, was only below the First Emperor.
At this moment, Ying Zheng also raised his indifferent face.
"Li Si, why are you meeting me so late at night?”
Although his face was calm, Ying Zheng was curious.
It was definitely not a small matter for Li Si to come looking for him so late at night.
However, as the emperor, he did not show any joy.
His Highness 'Li Si said with a solemn expression.
"Your Majesty."
"Ge Nia defected!"
His words made Ying Zheng's eyes turn cold, and an extremely majestic aura pressed down on Li Si.
"What did you say?"
As if he had expected Ying Zheng to be angry, Li Si remained calm.
And in just an instant, Ying Zheng's anger turned into silence.
"Where is he now?"
"Outside Xianyang," Li Si replied.”
Ying Zheng ordered coldly.
"Go, send someone to capture Ge Nia."
Li Si nodded and left.
After Li Si left, Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips in his hands and walked out.
Arriving at the top of the palace tower, Ying Zheng looked at the fluttering Black Water Black Flags, and a myriad of thoughts ran through his mind.
He ascended the throne at the age of thirteen, and at the age of thirty-nine, he destroyed the six dynasties and unified the world. It had been seven years since he proclaimed himself emperor.
In the past seven years, countless people from the Six Nations wanted his life.
However, the remnants of the Six Nations had become increasingly rampant recently.
He had a bad premonition.
His body was deteriorating day by day, and the matter of appointing a crown prince was not completed yet.
Now, Ge Nia had betrayed him.
He needed longevity.
Thinking of this, a hint of worry flashed across Ying Zheng's deep eyes.
It was hard to say if immortality existed.
He couldn't help but feel worried.
"Don't tell me I have no successor?”
"Fusu is the opposite of me. It is too pedantic to listen to Confucianism.”
"Huhai is younger than Fusu.”
The figures of Fu Su and Huhai lingered in Ying Zheng's mind, as it was difficult for these two to inherit the great cause.
And right at this moment, another figure entered Ying Zheng's mind.
Ying Zitian.
His nineteenth son was also the youngest.
Why did Ying Zheng think of him?
Because Ying Zitian was really weird.
Twelve years ago, on the night that Ying Zitian was born, it was raining cats and dogs.
Ying Zheng clearly remembered that the rain had stopped the moment Ying Zitian was born, which was extremely strange.
However, what was even stranger was yet to come.
After Ying Zitian was born, everyone was stunned.
It was a baby with dragon horns on its head.
At that time, the world had been shaken, and it had been said that his son was a divine dragon that had descended into the world. He had been extremely happy, thinking that Zi Tian was Great Qin's lucky star.
However, so many years had passed.
Zi Tian was indeed talented, but his talent was in drinking and beauty.
He was able to drink at the age of two, but at the age of three, he had drunk Wang Jian down. No one in Xianyang City was his match.
On his fifth birthday, he had taken over the concubine of Han Wangan, Beauty Hu, who he had captured after destroying Korea.
It was simply absurd.
However, perhaps it was because of his talent, Ying Zitian was already more mature than him when he was thirteen years old.
The twelve-year-old Ying Zitian was no different from an adult, and even more so.
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng asked the eunuch.
"Zitian, what have you been doing these days?”
The eunuch hurriedly bowed and stammered.
"Your Highness, as always."
Hearing the eunuch's report, Ying Zheng closed his eyes.
"This brat really disappointed me.”
Thinking of Ying Zitian, Ying Zheng was displeased.
Other than drinking and playing, it was really useless.
On the other side, in the residence of the 19th Prince of Great Qin.
"Tsk!"
Ying Zitian, who was drinking, suddenly sneezed.
"Who's talking behind my back?”
In his embrace, Beauty Hu smiled.
"There are probably as many people who speak ill of His Highness as the stars in the sky.”
As she spoke, she leaned forward and filled Ying Zitian's glass with another glass of hard liquor.
Ying Zitian downed the liquor in one gulp.
"Tch, it's just that they're the ones who spread the word that I'm some divine dragon that descended into the world.”
"I've never said anything like this.”
He was originally known as the genius of the divine dragon, but now he had become a good-for-nothing who drank and made merry.
It was inevitable that people would laugh at him.
However, Ying Zitian didn't claim to be one of them.
Beauty Hu smiled as she leaned closer to Ying Zitian, her red lips rising as she let out an alluring fragrance.
"Although they said it, they were right. His Highness is the Divine Dragon.”
That's right, Beauty Hu knew that Ying Zitian was a dragon!
Seven years ago, after Ying Zitian got her, she became his woman.
A five-year-old kid's woman was a huge joke.
However, Beauty Hu was surprised to discover how terrifying Ying Zitian was.
He was only five years old, but he already had the bearing of a teenager.
His perfect body was filled with a terrifying power, and dragon scales would faintly appear after he erupted.
That night, she was completely conquered by the five-year-old Ying Zitian.
It was like a dream.
Ying Zitian remained silent.
His deep eyes instantly turned into green dragon eyes that matched the pair of dragon horns on his head.
Beauty Hu was right.
He was a dragon!
This was because he had fused with one of the Four Sovereigns, Hundred Beasts Kaido!
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