Inside the carriage, Ying Gao stared at Xiao Hu Hai in surprise, "Sword Saint Gai Nie really agreed to take you as his disciple?"

Little Hu Hai nodded. "Master told me to go back and discuss it with my family. I will stay on the mountain to study with him from now on. However, his identity cannot be told to anyone, so my second brother and younger brother must remember to keep it a secret for me!"

The little guy nodded repeatedly, "It's a secret! It'll be a secret if it's just one chicken leg!"

Seeing the little guy's expectant eyes, Xiao Huhai couldn't help but smile, "Okay, I'll buy you something when all your teeth have grown in, and you can eat as much as you want!"

Beside him, Ying Gao was grinding his back teeth to powder.

That's Gai Nie, the renowned and incredibly powerful Sword Saint!

Even looking at the whole world, there are only a handful of people who can rival him.

He never dared to dream of becoming the disciple of such a master.

But Xiao Huhai did it.

Damn it!

Little Hu Hai looked at the little guy and said, "Thank you so much, little brother. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to become a disciple of Master."

The little guy shook his head slightly, "It's all because Hai Guo is so good!"

In the end, they were able to reach the top of the mountain entirely thanks to Hu Hai's perseverance and strength. Although he helped buy some time, that was not the key factor.

Then, as if he had just thought of something, the little guy said meaningfully, "Moreover, not only will Haiguo be happy that he can become Uncle's apprentice, but Uncle will also be very happy later!"

Little Hu Hai was somewhat puzzled, "Would Master be happy too? Why?"

He didn't understand the reason.

After all, in terms of status, although he was a prince, he was helpless and powerless, and could not compare with the noble status of Gai Nie Sword Saint.

As for strength...

I'd better not say anything.

Listening to their conversation, Ying Gao suddenly looked at the little guy with a gentle smile on his face, "Little brother, my good little brother."

Seeing the child trafficker's eyes, the little guy's expression changed slightly. "Erguo, don't do this, I'm scared."

Ying Gao chuckled and said, "What are you afraid of? Second brother is talking to you about serious matters. You see, Little Eighteen's master has already been found. Shouldn't we arrange a master for me too?"

The little guy shook his head. "Haiguo was only found because no one else was willing to teach him. Erguo, you have people lining up to teach you, you don't need me."

Ying Gao refused.

So what if he has a master to teach him? Can someone of Gai Nie's caliber compare?

He hugged the little guy's leg and pleaded pitifully, "Little brother, teach me!"

"How can I find such a powerful master like Xiao Shiba?!"

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When the three returned to Xianyang, Ying Zheng was already waiting at the gate.

Upon seeing the carriage arrive, he was overjoyed and, disregarding his imperial status, rushed forward to greet it, exclaiming, "You're back! You're finally back!"

Little Hu Hai carried the baby down from the carriage, and Ying Zheng quickly took the baby, his eyes full of joy. "My Yu'er, you must have had a long journey. Quickly, bring me some milk!"

A eunuch handed over a milk jug, which Ying Zheng took and stuffed into the little one's mouth.

The little guy's expression changed slightly; he wanted to speak, but the milk bottle blocked his mouth.

You really are my dad!

I just finished eating! This is going to stuff me to death!

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng quickly took out the milk pot and said awkwardly, "It seems that Yu'er is not hungry."

Xiao Huhai and Ying Gao both bowed politely, saying, "Greetings, Father Emperor!"

"Greetings, Father Emperor!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand, "No need for formalities. You've all worked hard. Go and rest."

"Thank you, Father!" Ying Gao bowed and withdrew.

Little Huhai didn't leave, but instead came before Ying Zheng, "Father, I went out to find a teacher..."

He interrupted halfway through his sentence, saying, "Go, study hard, and don't waste your time!"

Little Hu Hai was taken aback. "Father already knows?"

Ying Zheng's eyes remained indifferent. "I am the emperor."

Black Ice Guard had already reported their ordeal long before they returned.

The world-renowned swordsman Gai Nie is a truly talented individual.

Ying Zheng had considered recruiting him to serve the Qin Dynasty, but Gai Nie was only interested in traveling the world and did not interfere in court affairs, so Ying Zheng was at a loss.

It is a good thing for the Qin Dynasty that it is now willing to accept Xiao Huhai as its disciple.

Young Hu Hai cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Father Emperor!"

Ying Zheng looked at the little one and smiled, "Yu'er, come here, let your father show you a wonderful treasure!"

The little guy's eyes lit up, "Baby?"

【Gold? 】

Ying Zheng: ...

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Inside the palace, Ying Zheng took out a small jade bottle and placed it in front of the little one. "Ta-da! This is it!"

The little guy's face fell. "Baby? That's it?"

Seeing the little guy's disdainful look, Ying Zheng explained, "Don't underestimate this bottle just because it's worthless. The medicine inside has quite a history."

The little guy glanced at the jade bottle and said, "Can dripping it on turn stones into gold?"

Ying Zheng was somewhat speechless. "That's not possible, but applying this medicine can make crops grow ten times faster!"

The little guy's eyes flickered slightly.

[Making crops grow ten times faster? Sounds familiar, doesn't it?]

"Bring it here!"

Ying Zheng gave an order, and a eunuch immediately brought over a flowerpot containing a mature millet plant.

The grains are plump and glossy, indicating they are top-quality millet.

Ying Zheng added, "I personally watched this millet grow from a seedling to its current state, and it took less than half a month for it to fully mature."

"Moreover, the grains are larger than ordinary millet, so if we consider the harvest, it should be able to increase by 30% compared to before."

The little guy looked at the millet and couldn't help but mutter, "So amazing?"

Ying Zheng looked at the little guy and said, "From now on, drip this medicine on all our crops. Crops that used to be harvested once a season can now be harvested ten times a season, and the yield is even higher than before!"

"In this way, our Great Qin will have an inexhaustible supply of grain, and the surplus can be sold. Our national strength will surely reach an unimaginable level!"

Thinking about the effects of the potion, Ying Zheng was genuinely happy.

He looked at the little one, "Yu'er, tell me, isn't this a treasure?"

The little guy frowned, staring at the millet without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.

A moment later, his expression changed slightly.

[Oh no! If this potion is promoted, Father will become a sinner for all time!]

Even the Qin Dynasty might perish because of this!

Upon hearing that thought, Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly.

Will this thing make me a sinner for all eternity?

Will the Qin Dynasty perish because of this?

How is that possible?

With the widespread use of this medicine, food production will increase exponentially, ensuring that the people will never starve and countless lives will be saved.

This is an immense act of merit; how could it be associated with a sinner throughout the ages?

Furthermore, the Qin Dynasty's national strength would increase exponentially due to the potion, reaching an unprecedented era of prosperity. How could it possibly perish?

Ying Zheng was filled with questions.