Chen Xuan woke up one day to suddenly find himself transformed into a black dragon, a black dragon coiled above a certain child's head...
"That's as it should be, that's as it should be."
Empress Dowager Huayang looked at Empress Dowager Xia who nodded quickly in front of her, and knew that she did not understand the meaning here, so she laughed and helped Empress Dowager Xia up.
"Sister, you'd better hurry up. Time is tight here. If you are a step slower, there may be big problems."
Queen Mother Xia was now in a panic and ran out in a hurry without even following the proper etiquette, and disappeared without a trace.
Queen Dowager Huayang didn't care. After all, the more things this silly woman handed over, the greater the chance that she would push Mi Chen to the position of prime minister.
No one knew that the Queen Mother Huayang had other thoughts now. Even Meng Ao and Cai Ze were just suspicious.
In the eyes of other court officials, Queen Dowager Huayang was still the one who always sided with Ying Zheng, and she had long been branded with the mark of Ying Zheng.
To them, what the Queen Mother Huayang controlled was the same as what Ying Zheng controlled.
No matter when, when the heir to the throne has been established, it is taboo for a minister to show goodwill to other princes.
If it succeeds, it will naturally be the credit of following the dragon. If it fails, there will naturally be a reckoning.
Naturally, all traces left by the court officials themselves had been completely erased, and the only handle was what was received from Empress Dowager Xia.
If Queen Mother Huayang had not controlled the movements of the entire harem, she would never have imagined that Queen Mother Xia would be so foolish as to do such a stupid thing as leaving everything behind.
It was this action that gave Queen Dowager Huayang a glimmer of hope to break the deadlock.
Until now, Queen Mother Huayang still didn't know why she had to embarrass Ying Zheng. It was as if a voice had been ringing in her ears and in her mind:
"Let Ying Zheng see what you can do..."
"...Ying Zheng thought you were useless and threw you away..."
"...You have become a useless person, Ying Zheng will no longer care about you..."
This kind of voice has always been in the heart of Empress Dowager Huayang and echoed in her ears.
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"Your Majesty, there are still forty miles to Xianyang. Would you like someone to go and inform them?"
The person who spoke was a soldier. He was kneeling on one knee, reporting something to Wang He.
"Oh? Are we almost there?" Wang He looked into the distance under the sunlight and seemed to vaguely see the majestic city walls of Xianyang.
"Send someone to let them know, and make sure nothing else happens. We've already been delayed for so long on the road, we can't delay any longer."
Wang He waved his hand, asked the soldiers in front of him to retreat, and sat back on the carriage alone.
Ever since Ying Zheng left, Wang He built a carriage frame for himself.
When people get old, it is not good to sit in a chariot all the time. It is more comfortable to sit on the frame.
Wang He had been leading this group of soldiers on the road for more than half a month before they finally reached Xianyang.
If it weren't for the need to protect the gold, Wang He wouldn't have been so slow on the road.
Although he was always on the road, Wang He knew very well about the commotion in Xianyang a while ago.
The commotion of Ying Zichu's return to heaven was so loud that the entire Qin State knew that Ying Zichu had gone to heaven to become the "Emperor of Heaven".
It seems that all kinds of miracles have happened since Ying Zheng returned to Xianyang.
If there was only Ying Zheng, it could be explained as God's favor, but now there is also the Emperor of Heaven, which is difficult to explain.
Even if God favors the Qin State, it is impossible for him to find an emperor for himself.
Although he felt that something was a little unusual, Wang He would not ask or say anything. After all, only when the Qin State became strong could he, Wang He, become strong as well.
Whether Ying Zichu became the Emperor of Heaven or Ying Zheng became the Son of Heaven, as long as it was beneficial to the State of Qin, it would be equivalent to benefiting Wang He in disguise.
In a sense, the vested interests are one and the same; they prosper together and suffer together.
This is especially true for those with vested interests like him who are attached to the first rank.
Unless Ying Zheng carries out drastic reforms comparable to Shang Yang's, it will be beneficial to Wang He in any case.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, look, what is that?"
The hurried voices of soldiers came from outside. The last time I heard it was when Ying Zichu was riding a dragon back to heaven.
Wang He parted the curtain, leaned forward, and looked up at the sky. Seeing nothing, he frowned and asked, "What's going on? Has something happened again?"
For a battlefield warrior like Wang He, especially one who had experienced several massacres and burials, his fear of gods and ghosts was the lowest.
If it weren't for their reverence for the royal power, most of those who acted mysteriously in front of Wang He would have been chopped to death.
Of course, there is also the reason that the miracles created by Ying Zheng and Ying Zichu cannot be fabricated artificially.
"My Lord, look over there, over there!"
Wang He looked in the direction the soldier pointed and saw the shadow on the horizon. The shadow at this moment was depicting everything that was happening above Yongcheng.
It was at this time that a powerful force overwhelmed the entire Qin State.
Wang He fell off the carriage with a "bang". Before any soldiers could help him up, everyone knelt down with a "bang".
As if something in his heart was urging him on, Wang He unconsciously uttered three words from his throat, which should have been uttered by everyone:
"Welcome the Black Emperor to Yongcheng!"
"Welcome the Black Emperor to Yongcheng!"
"Welcome the Black Emperor to Yongcheng!"
After shouting three sentences, the shadow in the distance dissipated, and the power that was pressing on them also disappeared without a trace.
Wang He looked into the distance with a look of fear on his face. Although he didn't know what had happened, he saw the appearance of the shadow clearly when he was pushed off the frame.
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