In a corner not far away.
Wu Meiniang stood there alone, looking at the high platform not far away in a daze.
In her eyes.
It was as if he was looking at the woman in the story of Ying Chang 'an.
Wu Zhao had traveled through time and space and was standing right in front of her.
The two generations of empress looked at each other quietly.
After a long time.
Wu Zhao smiled. His mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something.
At this moment.
Wu Meiniang's eyes were a little warm.
She seemed to understand what the person in front of her was saying.
In the end.
Wu Meiniang's red lips also curved into a stunning smile.
She nodded and slowly closed her eyes.
Two streams of tears fell from her eyes.
"I promise you, I will do better.”
Hearing this promise.
The illusory Wu Zhao revealed a relieved smile.
A gentle breeze blew past, and the green grass was like a wave, with flawless blue waves.
The illusory figure in front of Wu Meiniang also disappeared with the breeze.
At this moment.
She believed that Ying Changan's story was not just a story, but a version of herself in another time and space.
Looking at the inexplicable scene in front of him, Di Renjie remained silent. His lips moved and tears welled up in his eyes.
"I'm really old. I haven't cried like this in many years.”
He smiled bitterly and muttered to himself.
On the other side.
Ying Zheng stood up and stood between heaven and earth.
His entire body was filled with the domineering aura of an emperor, and he swept across the vast grassland without any restraint.
He seemed to have transformed into a true dragon, ready to charge into the nine heavens at any moment.
"This cup of wine is for the empress. As an emperor, she had done well.”
Ying Zheng raised his wine to the sky.
Soon after.
He lowered his head and poured the wine in his cup.
Standing behind Ying Zheng, Wang Jian, Li Si, and Wang Ben all wore solemn expressions.
"To the empress."
The three of them also spilled the wine on the ground.
A woman like this, no matter if she was good or bad, no matter how much criticism she had experienced, was worthy of respect.
……
Under the high platform on the outskirts of Xianyang.
Many people were already crying, wiping the corners of their eyes with their sleeves.
"Dammit, it's a pity that there's no wine here. Otherwise, I really want to drink to my heart's content.”
"Sigh, this empress is both respectable and lamentable. The human heart was so complicated that it was worth discussing.”
"Isn't Your Highness 'story too tear-jerking? The empress was really brought to life.”
"This old man has traveled thousands of miles and waited for three days and three nights. Today's trip was worth it!”
"Great Qin has His Highness, and its future will be bright and brilliant.”
Some people cried, while others laughed.
The myriad life forms in the world were vividly displayed at this moment.
The empress in the story was hated by some, but also admired by others.
Just like the wordless monument she had erected.
Merits and demerits were half, and reputations were half.
From the moment Ying Changan told the story of the empress, the ending was already decided.
In the crowd.
Uncle Xiang looked at the platform in astonishment, not knowing what to say.
"This empress isn't a good person, but she might be a good emperor.”
After a long time, he came to an ignorant conclusion.
Zhang Liang glanced at Uncle Xiang with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Since when did this guy speak so deeply?
After he collected his thoughts, he also looked at Ying Chang 'an on the high platform in a daze, and a complicated expression appeared on his face.
The story of Ying Changan seemed to have a kind of magic that could instantly bring people into it.
It made people cry and laugh.
This ability was too terrifying.
However, it only lasted for a moment.
Zhang Liang's eyes regained their sharpness.
No matter what.
The hatred for the destruction of the country was irreconcilable.
Today.
No matter what happened, the tyrant Ying Zheng must die!
……
Hunting Ground, at the entrance of the distant mountain range.
Great Qin's younger generation's talents had already walked out.
Some of them were covered in wounds, while others were covered in blood.
But overall, the harvest was not bad.
Almost everyone returned with a full load and was full of anticipation as they prepared to welcome the cheers.
Especially Huhai.
The prey he obtained was actually two large carts!
Among people of the same age, he hunted the most.
"Hehehe, I am indeed a genius. I am so powerful at the early Houtian stage. It seemed that Great Qin's future would still be protected by this Prince.”
Huhai, who was riding on his warhorse, was extremely arrogant as he walked toward the hunting camp with his head held high.
As he walked forward, he imagined the shock Ying Zheng and his ministers would feel when they saw him capturing these prey.
However, when Huhai and the other young elites arrived at the hunting camp, they were all dumbfounded.
"Where is he?"
Looking at the empty camp, Huhai was dumbfounded.
Where were the cheers?
Where was the shock?
Why is everyone gone?
"Your Highness, they seem to be over there."
A young man of nobility pointed in the direction of Xianyang City.
Huhai looked over and saw a group of people.
"Hahaha, looks like the celebration has been prepared.”
"Today is the day I stand out.”
Huhai laughed out loud proudly, then he rode his horse and rushed toward the crowd.
At this moment.
Everyone on the outskirts of Xianyang, including the officials of Great Qin, was immersed in the story of their victory over Chang 'an.
They had completely forgotten about today's hunting festival.
"Hahaha, Father, I'm back. Your Little Eighteen is back!”
Just as Ying Zheng was reminiscing about Wu Zhao, Huhai's voice suddenly rang out in the silent world.
The frivolous and smug tone in his voice seemed even more out of place with the current atmosphere.
Ying Zheng could not help but frown.
A moment later.
Huhai rushed over on his horse and dismounted in front of Ying Zheng, showing off happily,""Imperial Father, I captured two carts of prey today.
The other princes and nobles did not want to be outdone. They ran over with all their might, showing off their spoils of war.
However, their clamor made the hundreds of thousands of Xianyang citizens very dissatisfied.
"Can you guys be quiet? We're listening to a storyteller here."
"Ah, so awesome, so awesome. Are you satisfied? If you're satisfied, then don't talk anymore. Don't disturb His Highness's storytelling.”
"How unlucky. Someone came to cause trouble while listening to a book.”
Many people could not help but complain to the hunting ground.
The noise grew louder and louder.
Huhai was dumbfounded.
F * ck!
What was going on?
Wasn't I the main character today?
In his confusion, Huhai saw Ying Changan standing on the high platform not far away and instantly understood everything.
His eyes instantly shot out a vicious light. He wanted nothing more than to swallow Ying Changan alive.
He turned his head and looked at Ying Zheng with an aggrieved expression, saying,""Father, Ying Chang 'an disrupted the Hunting Festival. He deserves to be punished!”
"Last time, he even contradicted Imperial Father in the court. His crime is even greater. Imperial Father, don't let him off.”
Huhai was so angry that he had lost his mind. He used the same method to deal with Fu Su.
Previously, when Fu Su was still in the capital, Huhai had been secretly telling on Ying Zheng.
Sometimes, he even added fuel to the fire.
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