A month later.
The situation in the territory that belonged to Dong Zhou gradually stabilized. The officials of Qin State began to take over one after another. The army brought Dong Zhou Jun and his family back to court.
Ying Zheng, Lu Buwei, Meng Wu, and the others stood together on the chariot, receiving the cheers of the Qin people.
Every victory represented that Great Qin was becoming stronger and stronger.
Not long after, they entered Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Zichu had long been looking forward to it.
After all, he had not seen his beloved son for two months.
As for the destruction of Dong Zhou, there was nothing to be surprised about.
Now, Meng Ao was still at loggerheads with Han Country.
"Congratulations to Prime Minister, General Meng, and Young Master Zheng for your triumphant return!”
As soon as they entered Zhangtai Palace, they heard many congratulations.
Although Ying Zheng was young, no one dared to underestimate him.
In just one year, Ying Zheng had already made great achievements that many people would never be able to achieve in their entire lives. Just the improvement of the plow was enough to leave his name in history.
However, Ying Zheng did not get excited because of this. Instead, his lips curled up slightly, and a subtle smile hung on his face as he nodded to show his magnanimity and composure. This made all the officials think even more highly of this young master.
"With such a temperament, this child really doesn't look like a ten-year-old child!”
"My Qin country has a successor!"
Some people could not help but praise in their hearts. Ying Zheng was a Zhou, but according to this era, he was eleven years old.
"Prime Minister, you've worked hard."
Ying Zichu sat on the throne and laughed loudly,""Today, this king has set up a banquet to celebrate for the Prime Minister and the generals!”
"It is our duty to share the worries of the monarch!”
Lu Buwei stood in front of the officials, bowing with a solemn expression.
Then, he waved his hand." Men, hand over the seal of Dongzhou, the map, the letter of surrender, and the sword of the king.”
"Good!"
Ying Zichu first looked at the map before opening the letter of surrender. A moment later, Ying Zichu raised his head." He ordered people to move the Duke of Eastern Zhou to the gathering of Yang people. He did not stop his sacrifices and gave the land of Yang people to the King of Zhou to offer sacrifices.”
This was a common method used in this era. Everyone's ancestors had a relationship of incense. As long as they did not form a deep hatred, they would leave incense for each other.
After settling the matter of the Eastern Zhou King, Ying Zichu looked at Lu Buwei and Ying Zheng.
"Prime Minister has rendered meritorious service in destroying Dongzhou. Today, I shall confer the title of Marquis Wenxin to Lu Buwei, with a fief of 100,000 households. Eldest Young Master Ying Zheng shall be the Crown Prince, and Meng Wu shall be conferred the title of Shaoliang Zao!”
As soon as he said this, Zhangtai Palace fell silent, then broke out into an uproar.
Since Lu Buwei was granted the title of Marquis, the position of Prince was settled.
The two incidents had caused the people who should have attacked and stopped them to be in a mess. They did not know which one to stop.
And this was also Ying Zichu's scheme.
Ying Zichu looked at the chaos below with a profound gaze. This was also why he agreed to let Ying Zheng supervise the army.
In this way, after destroying Dongzhou, it would be even more logical to confer Ying Zheng the title of Crown Prince.
It could also spread Ying Zheng's reputation not only among the people, but also among the army.
In order to stabilize Ying Zheng's position, Ying Zichu had really put in a lot of effort.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Lu Buwei immediately fell to the ground, his body trembling in excitement.
He had done it.
As a merchant, he had spent ten years to finally reach the peak of his life. With the two highest honors of being conferred the title of Marquis and Minister, he, Lu Buwei, had already reached the peak.
"Your son thanks father!"
Ying Zheng's face turned solemn as he received the decree solemnly.
Ying Zheng was not surprised by his father's decision, as he had expected it.
Lu Buwei was not surprised either. When Ying Zichu told him that Ying Zheng was going to supervise the army, Lu Buwei already knew Ying Zichu's purpose. He wanted to give Ying Zheng a push.
This was something Lu Buwei was happy to see.
After all, Cheng Jiao was favored by both Empress Dowager Hua Yang and Empress Dowager Xia, and his mother was the princess of Han Kingdom, so her power was not bad. Naturally, she was not as easy to win over as Zhao Ji, who was alone. And without a doubt, Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng would be more likely to rely on him in the future.
Although Ying Zheng had been giving him a lot of pressure these days, he was still fearless.
Moreover, he had not thought about anything else. After all, Ying Zichu was only in his early thirties, and he still had a long time to serve as the King of Qin.
As long as Ying Zichu was still the king, he would be the person that Ying Zichu trusted the most, the one and only prime minister of the State of Qin.
……
This time, the reward did not cause a huge commotion.
Everyone knew that Lu Buwei had contributed greatly to Ying Zichu becoming the King of Qin.
If the King of Qin wanted to repay his kindness, no one could stop him. Moreover, a King of Qin who knew how to be grateful would naturally be more reassuring for them.
Other than Lord Yangquan and the Chu faction, who were still angry, it was a pity that although the Chu faction was deeply rooted in the State of Qin, it was swept out of the court after King Zhaoxiang took power. Although it gradually returned, there were not many influential figures in the court now.
And the position of Crown Prince was ultimately a family matter of the King of Qin. Plus, Ying Zheng had also contributed to the destruction of the country, so even if there were still some people who were unwilling, they could only endure it.
However, Ying Zichu didn't inform Empress Dowager Hua Yang and the others about this matter, so it was bound to cause some trouble. However, that wasn't something that the foreign officials needed to worry about.
……
Xingle Palace.
This was the palace that Concubine Zhao had just moved to in the last two months. It was built during the reign of King Zhao of Qin. Xianyang Palace and Xingle Palace were connected to each other by a three-hundred-foot-long Wei Bridge.
Concubine Zhao would naturally be able to spend more time with the King of Qin if she stayed here.
A few miles away was the Huayang Palace, and further ahead was the Zhangtai Palace during the Qin Dynasty Conference.
At this moment, in Xingle Palace.
Zhao Ji put on her red clothes and walked around the hall.
"Zheng 'er is coming back today."
"Why isn't Zheng 'er here yet?"
"I wonder if Zheng 'er likes my outfit!”
Lady Zhao mumbled to herself. Ever since she learned yesterday that Ying Zheng would return to Xianyang today, she had been excited, nervous, and expectant.
Today, she had done her makeup early. Her black hair was like a waterfall, and the corners of her eyes were red. She even wore her favorite red dress to welcome her beloved son's return.
She looked elegant and charming, making it difficult for anyone to look away.
"Mother!"
After leaving Zhangtai Palace, Ying Zheng went straight to Xingle Palace. He naturally knew about the news of Lady Zhao's relocation, and in fact, he had been preparing for it before he left Xianyang.
As soon as he stepped into the bedroom, he saw the red figure with its back facing him and immediately pounced over.
"Zheng 'er!"
Zhao Ji turned around and hugged her son tightly. Her eyes were red." Zheng 'er, you're finally back. I missed you so much."”
Lady Zhao pressed Ying Zheng into her arms with a deadly force, wishing that she could become one with him. At the same time, she gave Ying Zheng a few fierce pecks on his face, leaving a series of lip marks.
"It's been two months. Mother has never been separated from you for so long.”
"Zheng 'er misses his mother too!"
Ying Zheng rubbed against Lady Zhao's soft and fragrant arms, his face full of longing.
"How much?"
"Hmm…I can't sleep at night!"
"Nonsense, I don't believe you!"
Lady Zhao smiled through her tears and gently hammered Ying Zheng's back.
After a long time, Zhao Ji wiped her tears, squatted down, and said anxiously,""Quickly let Mother see if you've lost weight or if you're injured.”
Lady Zhao cupped Ying Zheng's face with both hands, then carefully touched his face along her arms, afraid that her beloved son would be hurt.
The concern in his eyes was beyond words.
This made Ying Zheng even more certain that he had to protect this rare relationship.
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