Zhao Jun's smile froze on his face, and he felt complicated as he looked at the little kid in front of him.

Although Hu Hai was still a child, the King of Zhao could not have a good impression of him when he thought that he was one of the culprits who forced Fusu to death, killed more than 20 children of Qin Shi Huang, and led to the death of Qin Er Shi.

Zhao Jun silently withdrew the hand holding the milk tea. Even though she knew that history might not develop in this direction, she still couldn't help but be prejudiced.

"What's wrong?" Ying Zheng asked with a frown as he looked at her raised hand which did not move.

"Oh, nothing. This kid will get fat easily if he drinks it. It's better to chill it for a while before drinking it. I have something to report to you first."

Suddenly, Zhao Jun felt excited again. She suddenly thought about what would happen if she told Ying Zheng about this matter. The last time she said that the King of Qin was around her, he became angry and embarrassed.

If she said that Qin II had died this time, she wondered what his expression would be. He might not be so angry that he would kill Hu Hai on the spot, or he might kill her.

Zhao Jun's heart was pounding and he suddenly felt like he wanted to watch the fun.

"Okay, take Hu Hai away."

When Ying Zheng heard that she wanted to talk about serious matters, he ordered someone to take the child out.

If we talk about the Second Emperor of Qin first, Ying Zheng will definitely be angry and it will be difficult to talk about the rest of the story. Zhao Jun rolled his eyes and decided to talk about something else first.

"I've already planted the seeds these past few days. Next, I plan to figure out how to increase the fertility of the soil. I also want to improve the tools I use to till the soil. The current tools are too slow, so I'd like to ask the Mo family to help me make some."

Zhao Jun counted on his fingers, thinking about what to do next.

"No problem. I'll take you to the Mo family's machinery this afternoon."

When Ying Zheng heard that increasing fertility and improving tools were good things that would benefit development, he was satisfied.

"Also, I got a new batch of seeds, and the yield is pretty good. I'll plant them tomorrow, and the yield in the future won't be small either."

"Okay! When these seeds are harvested, I will definitely reward you handsomely, haha." Upon hearing this news, Ying Zheng was even happier, and the lake seemed to be clearer.

"By the way, I need a piece of red silk. I wonder if I can get it."

"Don't ask me for such trivial matters in the future. Just go to Sun Cheng directly. He will find it for you if he can."

Ying Zheng didn't even care about a batch of silk, which was nothing compared to grain.

Okay, that's about it for the basics, next...

King Zhao made a gesture to Ying Zheng, signaling him to get the servants and Sun Cheng beside him away.

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows at her winking expression, wondering if she was going to say something so secretive.

"All of you step aside."

After saying that, Sun Cheng led them back to the lake in the distance.

"Next, I want to tell you something important. This is something that may happen in the future, but after I tell you, it may not happen again. You have to promise me that no matter what I say, you can be angry, but you can't hit me, scold me, or even kill me."

Zhao Jun first gave him a shot of prevention in advance and asked for a golden ticket to avoid death for himself, otherwise who knows what Ying Zheng would do in his rage.

After hearing his words, Ying Zheng had a bad feeling in his heart. What she was about to say would make him very angry, even so angry that he would kill her?

He rubbed his fingers and nodded in agreement.

Zhao Jun silently took a half step back. "Qin Ershi died!"

As soon as she opened her mouth to say a word, Ying Zheng's murderous gaze came over her. Zhao Jun had no choice but to step back, close his eyes, and speak quickly.

In 210 BC, King Ying Zheng of Qin died of illness in Shaqiu while returning to Xianyang from his fifth tour. After his death, he sent an edict to Fusu, who was away, asking him to return to Xianyang to preside over the funeral and ascend the throne. However, the edict was intercepted by Hu Hai, Zhao Gao, Li Si, and others. Hu Hai forged the edict, forcing Fusu to commit suicide and killing more than twenty of the king's other children. Finally, he ascended the throne himself. However, three years after his accession, he was murdered by Zhao Gao's followers, thus ending the once unified Qin Dynasty!

The Queen of Zhao stiffened her neck and was ready to die. After a long while, she secretly opened her eyes and did not see Ying Zheng's murderous expression.

He just sat stiffly beside her, his expression not as scary as it was at the beginning, but rather he looked dazed.

What's going on? Either he explodes in silence or perishes in silence. Is he going to perish? This is even more frightening than his temper.

"You, don't panic too much. After all, this is history that has already been foreseen. Now I tell you, history will of course be changed. You don't have to worry too much."

Zhao Jun was a little worried, so he took two steps forward and gently patted his shoulder, but there was no response.

"That means I can only live to forty-nine years old." Ying Zheng suddenly said.

Zhao Jun didn't expect that this would be his first question.

“Well, that’s what history says.”

"Li Si's betrayal is understandable, but how could Fusu commit suicide? How could a fake imperial edict actually cause him to commit suicide?"

When this was mentioned, Ying Zheng seemed to suddenly become angry again, and he slammed his clenched hands hard on the stone table next to him, making a loud noise.

"Well, how should I put it? Although Fusu has always been kind, he doesn't have much confidence in himself. Your father-son relationship isn't the best either. He always thought you favored Hu Hai more, so when he received the false edict from Hu Hai ordering him to commit suicide, he believed it."

The King of Zhao also felt very sorry, but there was nothing he could do. This was not the result caused by Fusu alone. Ying Zheng was also responsible. He was a good emperor, but he really didn't know how to teach his son.

"This Fusu, will he commit suicide just because I tell him to? Doesn't he know to go back to the capital to confirm? If I were him, I would rather rebel on the spot than accept such an order to commit suicide." He slammed his fist on the table again, speaking with a look of disappointment.

"So he's not you. How many people are there like you?"

Zhao Jun sighed and said that there were not many people like Ying Zheng throughout history.

"What about Zhao Gao? He is the mastermind behind these things." Although it was just a few short sentences, Ying Zheng had already identified the key person from them.

"Yes, generally speaking, although Hu Hai is bad, he doesn't have that many tricks. He is more likely to be instigated by this person. I wonder if he has entered the court as an official now."

The Lady of Zhao was not surprised by Ying Zheng's sharpness. She also hoped to get rid of Zhao Gao as soon as possible, as he was a nuisance.

"I have some official business to attend to, so I'll go back first."

Ying Zheng did not ask any more questions but prepared to go back. He passed Zhao Jun and walked towards the bridge. Suddenly he turned around and looked at her deeply.

"With you here, I'm sure I'll live a long time," he said, then strode out.

Zhao Jun frowned. What do you mean I will let him live for a long time?

Thinking back to when Ying Zheng asked him to give her the elixir of immortality when he first arrived, and she said she would have it in the future, he suddenly felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.

Zhao Jun pounded the table angrily.

It hurts so much.

He saw the milk tea in ice again, picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

It tastes better after being chilled.