I, Ying Zheng, was about to ascend the throne, but I was live-streamed by Sister Zhou.
47 The Ancestral Dragon passed by, and the Ying Clan requested an audience!

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Zhao Gao seemed to have returned to that year.

He was just a young eunuch who had just entered the palace.

Eight or nine years old.

He stood behind his master.

On a rainy day filled with lightning.

A young man covered in blood was holding a long saber.

Protecting his mother.

They had broken into Xianyang.

Ten years old.

Which year?

His Majesty was only ten years old!

"That day, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. It rained heavily for three days in Xianyang.”

Zhao Gao looked outside.

"On that day, the sun did not shine. Dark clouds covered the sky and thunder rumbled.”

"The soldiers guarding the city have reported that a child has come from Handan, Zhao, and said that his name is Ying Zheng!”

"On that day, the former king, who had always been self-restrained and polite, abandoned his courtiers and ran out of the Qin palace like a madman.”

Zhao Gao recalled the scene from that day, and his eyes reddened.

"On that day, many people followed the late king. My master brought me to the gate of Xianyang City in the heavy rain.”

"The ten-year-old king was wearing a bloody robe. That robe was soaked in blood, and even the storm could not wash it away.”

"His eyes were filled with hostility as he stood in front of Lady Zhao to protect her. He was holding a short knife in his hand, and the blade was bent!”

Sister Zhou's eyes reddened.

A ten-year-old child holding a short knife in the rain.

The blood qi in his body condensed and did not dissipate.

Even under the torrential rain, blood flowed continuously.

It was the blood that soaked into his clothes day after day.

It was so rich that it dyed his clothes completely red!

That!

How many people were chasing after them?

Sister Zhou didn't dare to think about it.

Even the audience in front of the screen could not help but cry.

Only ten years old!

"Before meeting the late king, the young king didn't even trust the guards in front of the gate. His eyes were filled with madness.”

Zhao Gao choked,

"Until the late king called out, Zheng 'er!!!”

"That sound was accompanied by a huge thunderbolt that lit up the sky.”

"At that time, the former king hugged the king who was only ten years old.”

Zhao Gao raised his sleeve to wipe his tears.

"Just as Young Master Cheng Jiao said, the late king gave all his father's love to the king! It could even be said that in order to make up for the many years of loss, the former king did not shy away from showing his bias.”

"But that's what the king deserves!!”

"It is said that the king of Zhao sent the strongest team to kill the king. He ordered that they be killed without mercy!”

"The ten-year-old King has come back by himself!”

"Later on, His Majesty displayed extraordinary talent. No one could compare to him in terms of literary talent and martial strategy.”

Zhao Gao said.

He stopped.

There was no need to talk about the funeral.

"That day, my master arranged for me to follow the king.”

He had followed Ying Zheng for three years.

He personally witnessed this young master who had just returned from Handan.

From not knowing anything, to being able to convince the ministers.

In fact, under the tacit approval of the late king, he had even obtained the support of all the generals.

The Meng and Wang family had long fallen into King's hands.

Such a Ying Zheng.

Cheng Jiao, what could he use to compete with him?

"Oh my god, after hearing what Zhao Gao said, I got goosebumps all over my body!!!”

"It's so vivid. So the Ancestral Dragon has been so powerful since he was young.”

"Then he's born with infinite strength. In the world of cultivation, he's a genius!”

"How can I not be biased? At that time, Ying Zichu thought that his eldest son was dead! Not only did he get back what he lost, he was also a genius.”

"If it were me, I would also be biased!"

"The main point is that being able to run back from the State of Zhao on his own has already proved that his strength is extremely strong! It's a miracle!"

Psychologist Zhou Guo rewarded the streamer with a rocket!

Zhou Country: " Ying Zheng was born at the lowest point of Ying Yiren's life. He should have raised him personally for a period of time. The love at that time was the purest fatherly love.”

Zhou Kingdom: " Back in Handan, when Ying Zheng was born, his parents were in love with each other. This also laid the foundation for Ying Zheng's character. He did not lack love. Although his life was tough, when Lady Zhao was in Handan, she was considered a qualified mother.”

"It's a blessing in disguise!"

"That makes sense.”

"It's still tearful. My Ancestral Dragon actually suffered so much when he was young.”

Sister Zhou wiped away her tears.

His heart ached terribly.

At this moment, there was movement outside.

Zhao Gao quickly wiped his tears and ran out to check.

At this moment, Ying Zheng also put down his brush and ink.

Sister Zhou walked out from the corner.

Her eyes were still a little red.

Zhao Gao hurried back with an ugly expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, the royal family has led an army here to request an audience!”

Whoosh!

At night in Xianyang, a strong wind blew.

The fog that had not dispersed all day was also blown away by the wind.

In front of the Qin palace.

An old man in luxurious clothes stood at the palace gate with his hands crossed and a large group of private soldiers.

"Great King!"

"My Ying Clan requests an audience!”

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