【National Destiny Mission
The damage of the Nine Cauldrons of National Destiny seems to have made the fortune of this land lose its foothold. Please find a new sacred artifact of national destiny after the fortune has run out.
Degree of loss of luck: 10%
Time elapsed: 12 years
Reward: Unknown]
Chen Xuan looked at the beast armor with some anticipation. After all, this was the only place where he could gain the ability to help Ying Zheng, and it was also the only thing that did not exist in history.
After all, Chen Xuan wasn't a history major, and his knowledge of the pre-Qin period came solely from online novels and games. While he didn't know when the imperial seal was carved, the only thing Chen Xuan was certain of was that the Heshi Bi arrived in Qin after Ying Zheng ascended the throne.
As for why the He Shi Bi appeared in the Qin State so early, the only explanation is that it was caused by this piece of animal armor.
Did he want me to know that history cannot be changed? Or was he afraid that I would find something to replace the Heshi Bi during these twelve years, thus preventing the imperial seal from being revealed?
Chen Xuan looked at the beast armor in front of him meaningfully, wondering what this thing was thinking.
But, at least for now, it's still useful.
Chen Xuan opened his eyes and stopped thinking about the beast armor. After all, Ying Zheng was about to come back.
Ever since King Xiaowen of Qin gave Ying Zheng the seal the day before yesterday, Ying Zheng had been living with Lady Huayang. Yesterday, he was sent to the National Academy in the palace. It was filled with children from aristocratic Qin families, and he figured no one would harm Ying Zheng. Chen Xuan, who was particularly tired of going to school, just lay at home waiting for Ying Zheng to return.
"Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan, someone is willing to talk to me today!"
Unlike the look he had yesterday, Ying Zheng was somewhat excited today. He started yelling at Chen Xuan as soon as he came back. Fortunately, Lady Huayang had gone out with King Xiaowen of Qin. There were mostly maids here, and no one dared to say whether Ying Zheng was crazy or not. He was talking to the air.
"Oh? What kind of person dares to talk to a real dragon?" Chen Xuan looked at Ying Zheng like this, and always felt that this was what a child should be like, because some small things can make you sad for a whole day, or you can be happy for a whole day because of a small thing.
"He and Lord Meng Erwubai are from the same clan! And they're brothers!" Ying Zheng excitedly described to Chen Xuan, "They don't look alike at all! One is majestic, and the other looks like the Master depicted on the bamboo slips... By the way, Chen Xuan, when do you think I can have a younger brother?!"
Meng Erwubaizhu? Was he referring to Meng Que? Of the same clan and suitable age, the only two SSR-level characters were the Meng brothers, Meng Tian and Meng Yi. Not bad, not bad, they had two top talents right from the start.
Chen Xuan nodded.
But, Zheng, why do you want a younger brother? You want to fight for the family fortune!
"Probably not too long. But let's not talk about this for now." Chen Xuan's mouth twitched, "I'm more interested in the two brothers."
"Ah, not too long, how long?" Ying Zheng regretted it for a moment, then introduced the two top talents excitedly.
I don’t know how long it took, but when the sky outside turned a little yellow and the sun was about to set behind the mountain, Lady Huayang and King Xiaowen of Qin came back.
Ying Zheng had already said he was tired and fell asleep on the table. Chen Xuan then folded his arms around Ying Zheng's shoulders, closing his eyes and resting quietly. Although he had been like this all day, it didn't stop him from sleeping a little longer.
Lady Huayang looked at Ying Zheng with a doting expression, and quietly stretched out her hand, wanting to carry Ying Zheng to the bed.
King Xiaowen of Qin looked at Ying Zheng with great interest, and said with a suppressed laugh, "This kid, just after entering the National Academy, he coaxed the two boys from the Meng family into becoming his disciples. His methods are much better than those of Zichu, who is useless."
Madam Huayang rolled her eyes at him and muttered in a low voice, "How many years has Zichu been kept out there? Isn't it because the king is not good at raising children? After all, we are all the king's descendants. Why should we divide the high ground?"
King Xiaowen of Qin was about to say something when he saw Ying Zheng stir, thinking he was about to wake up, and quickly stopped talking. Lady Huayang moved even more gently, fearing that she might wake Ying Zheng up.
Chen Xuan had already floated up when Lady Huayang picked up Ying Zheng, and was watching the performance of the two people in the air.
Chen Xuan didn't feel very familiar with these two people. After all, he didn't know much about the history of the pre-Qin period, and he only had a slight impression of these two people.
He only knew that Lady Huayang was particularly fond of Ying Zheng in history, and his impression of King Xiaowen of Qin was that he was a short-lived man who died three days after ascending the throne.
However, no matter what these two looked like in history, since you love Zheng boy so much now, let me love you too.
Thinking of this, Chen Xuan shifted his gaze to the head of King Qin Xiaowen. There was still a dragon lying there, but it looked much better than when he first saw it.
Chen Xuan floated above the head of King Qin Xiaowen, staring at the somewhat lifeless dragon in front of him.
Is this the fate of King Qin Xiaowen? Or is it the soul of King Qin Xiaowen?
Chen Xuan stretched out his claws forward, and just when he was about to touch the dragon, he suddenly felt a dangerous atmosphere emerging.
How did it happen?
Chen Xuan looked around warily, but didn't notice anything unusual. He frowned, but without asking any further questions, he pushed his paw forward another centimeter.
"ah!"
Chen Xuan suddenly felt a pain in his head, and his outstretched claws unconsciously covered his head. The beast armor there was emitting golden light, and it was this golden light that burned Chen Xuan's head from time to time.
[Please do not interfere too much in the direction of your country. Your every move will affect the course of history.
I repeat, please do not interfere too much in the direction of your own country. Your every move will affect the course of history.
Chen Xuan stared at the text and suddenly felt like laughing.
It's like this, if I touch it, I'm interfering with the course of history, and if you touch it, you're setting things right, right?
Please do not attempt to challenge the irreversible nature of history. Otherwise, there is no guarantee that anything that happens below will happen.
Threatening me? Then you win.
Chen Xuan took another look at the sickly dragon on King Xiaowen of Qin's head, but lost interest in exploring it, and slowly floated back to Ying Zheng's head.
Zheng boy, don't worry, I won't be restrained by this beast armor. No matter what you want to do in the future, I will support you.
PS
Suddenly I thought of an interesting historical story:
According to legend, Confucius' son Kong Li was not smart and did not achieve anything in his life. He was an extremely open-minded and generous person, but his son Kong Ji was exceptionally intelligent.
When Kong Li was about to die, Confucius was extremely sad. He said to the sorrowful Confucius, "Your son is not as good as my son." He also said to the little Kong Ji, "Your father is not as good as my father."
As for why I thought of this story, I just want to say that Ying Zichu is just a Confucius Li, although King Xiaowen of Qin was not as great as Confucius *?(???)?*
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