"Son, how did you know he had a daughter?”
Qi Chu had been living in the village for a long time, so he didn't know who Wang Ben was or what his daughter was like. He was just curious about how his son knew that he had a daughter. "My master said so…!"
Little Zheng shook his head and said leisurely,""My master said that Ying Zheng will be touring the east with Wang Ben. His daughter is a few years older than me, and she is as pretty as a flower.”
Hiss!
Master again?
Ying Zheng couldn't help but gasp!
Could it be that Little Shiqi's master really knew what had happened in the past two thousand years?
Otherwise, how would he know who he would bring along for the eastern tour?
She even knew that Wang Ben had a daughter, and she even told him the exact age!
"Little Seventeen, what else did your master say?”
"Master said too much, I can't remember…!”
While Ying Pingan was speaking, he took out some potato chips and started chewing them. He raised his head and stared at Ying Zheng," Just tell me whether you agree or not!”
"This…"
Ying Zheng pondered for a while, then looked up at Wang Ben and said," We still need to see what you think about this.”
He was the emperor, but he couldn't force Wang Ben to marry his daughter off.
All of a sudden, everyone's attention was focused on Wang Ben.
Wang Ben was stunned and had no idea what to do!
With his daughter's temper, if there was a prince who wanted to marry him, it would be like smoke rising from the ancestral grave. He should hurry home and burn incense!
But it was also because of his daughter's temper that he did not dare to agree without permission.
If his daughter did not agree, he would even dare to barge into the palace.
"Old Wang, what else are you thinking? That's the little young master. If you marry him, your Wang family's descendants won't have to worry!”
Zhang Han suppressed his laughter and tried to persuade her, wanting to facilitate this marriage.
As long as the two families were connected by marriage, it would probably not be long before they heard that Wang Jiaren had beaten up her fiancé in Xianyang City!
Ever since Shang Yang's reform in the Qin Dynasty, titles of nobility were earned through military merits. For a clan like the Wang Clan, who had been fighting on the battlefield for generations, it was only natural that they had outstanding military merits.
However, according to the laws of Qin, the title of nobility was hereditary and had to be lowered by two levels.
In other words, as long as the next two generations did not live up to expectations, their Wang family would also decline!
If he were to marry into the royal family, even if this kid could not sit on the throne, he would have his own fief when he grew up. The descendants of the Wang family would follow him and live a carefree life!
No matter how he thought about it, agreeing to this marriage would be beneficial!
"Old Wang, everyone is looking at you. Why don't you make a statement?”
Zhang Han nudged Wang Ben with his elbow and whispered.
"Err…! Everything is up to His Majesty!"
After weighing the pros and cons, Wang Ben made up his mind and cupped his fists.
It was obvious that he agreed.
If that little descendant at home knew that she was going to make a scene, then let her be. Later on, he would send a few more people to watch over her and not let her run out!
"Haha! Alright, then zhen agrees. When you return to Xianyang with zhen, zhen will get someone to do it!”
Wang Ben nodded, and Ying Zheng had no reason to refuse.
This Little Seventeen can marry whoever he wants!
"Haha! That's great! That's great! I have a wife!"
Ying Pingan jumped up happily. "Little Seventeen, I have already agreed to your marriage. Can you give me the mirror now?”
We can talk about marriage later. First, we have to get the mirror. Perhaps when Little Shiqi returned to Xianyang and heard about Wang Jiaren's temper, he would give up on her!
"Alright, then I'll give this to you. However, you have to be careful. This thing will shatter if it's touched by external forces!”
Ying Pingan pointed at the mirror in Ying Zheng's hand and said.
"Good, good…!"
Ying Zheng nodded his head in delight, then handed the mirror to Zhang Han." Keep it for me!"”
"Ah…? Ah!"
Zhang Han was stunned for a moment before he reacted and nodded repeatedly.
Zhao Gao had been executed last night, and now, Ying Zheng did not have any personal eunuchs around him, so he had to keep them!
Wang Ben was a tough guy, and he would rather die than have this precious mirror!
"It has been hard on your mothers all these years. Come back to the palace with zhen!”
Ying Zheng glanced at the shabby thatched cottage again and said to Qi Chu earnestly.
"Good!"
Qi Chuqiao smiled and nodded.
Ying Pingan had expected this!
The person her mother had been thinking about day and night was right in front of her. Even if his identity was not the emperor, he would probably follow him without hesitation!
This was the charm of love!
After the two of them packed up the things here, they followed Ying Zheng into the carriage!
The carriage slowly moved forward. First, it brought everyone to Yunyang's palace, and then it set off for Xianyang!
Yunyang County was about 600 kilometers away from Xianyang City. The fastest they could travel in a carriage was 100 kilometers a day.
In other words, it would take at least six days to reach Xianyang!
Originally, Ying Zheng had planned to stop at many places along the way, to show his majesty as the Son of Heaven.
However, considering the mother and son, he decided to go straight to Xianyang!
During the break, Ying Zheng asked about Qi Chu's well-being and was very concerned.
Ying Pingan, on the other hand, was sitting with his legs crossed and his back against a big tree, enjoying the shade. He even picked a cattail grass and put it in his mouth," Sigh…! What a pity!"
Little Seventeen, what's wrong?" Hearing Ying Pingan's nonsensical words, Qi Chu walked over with her skirt in her hand and asked with concern.
"It's nothing, Mother. I just feel sorry for these horses!”
Ying Pingan spat out the cattail grass in his mouth and stood up with a grunt.
"Horse?"
Qi Chu followed Ying Pingan's gaze.
A date red horse was being led by a soldier as it passed by them. Upon closer inspection, the horse seemed to be limping, and its walking posture was very strange!
"These horses are all warhorses. They have all been on the battlefield before and have made great contributions. Now that they are patrolling the east with me, they can't hold on any longer!”
Understanding what they were talking about, Ying Zheng walked over and explained with his hands behind his back.
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