"...I have decided to ascend the throne today. Do you have any opinions?"
King Qin Xiaowen glanced at the faces below, and scanned them with his eyes. The dragon above his head seemed to come back to life, floated up and roared, but the various fortunes under the town did not move.
Meng Ao was silent for a moment, then he bowed and said, "This old minister greets the king. May the king live long."
There was no pedantic among the ministers. In this era of declining rituals and music, anything could happen. Naturally, they all bowed down, praising him with their words: "Your Majesty, I greet you. May you live long."
Ying Zheng was filled with excitement; he had grown to like this feeling. Chen Xuan was also a little moved; he felt as if he had grown a little.
"I probably won't be able to leave the other scenes either." King Xiaowen of Qin coughed twice, his lips turning pale. "The second thing is to appoint a crown prince. I don't know when I will meet the late king, so the crown prince will naturally be appointed."
The ministers instantly quieted down, and many of them became excited and stared at the sick dragon.
Chen Xuan also saw Ying Zichu's luck. He was also a sick dragon, but his spirit was much better than that of King Xiaowen of Qin.
But who told you to peek in? Are you trying to steal Zheng's spot?!
Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes and floated up, looking at the group of lucky people who were ready to make a move, and roared: "Roar——!"
This time, Chen Xuan used Dragon's Fury. The ministers below felt that the king above them was particularly majestic, as if they had seen a real dragon.
King Xiaowen of Qin was not affected at all, but instead looked at Ying Zheng with special admiration.
"Prince Chu is the future crown prince of Qin. He will handle state affairs on my behalf tomorrow. Prince Zheng is the crown prince." King Xiaowen of Qin took advantage of this matter to speak, and Chen Xuan also roared in cooperation.
The fortunes of the ministers huddled together, and they dared not say anything. Even the fortune of the most powerful, Meng Ao, lay down on his head in submission.
"In that case, let's disperse." After King Xiaowen of Qin said this, he took Ying Zheng and left the palace without asking for the reactions of his ministers.
Seeing that this group of people were still standing there in a daze, Chen Xuan roared again.
"(This old minister) respectfully bids farewell to the king."
Ying Zheng looked at King Xiaowen of Qin with admiration. For the first time, he realized that his grandfather was actually a greater figure than his father.
Chen Xuan stopped roaring and lay quietly on Ying Zheng's head, watching the young and old walking happily towards the back. He felt a little sorry for Ying Zichu, then closed his eyes and looked at the beast armor.
Beast Armor, oh beast armor, does this count as changing history? Or, to conform to history, will you let Yingzhu die suddenly in three days?
PS
This strategy is not something I invented, it is recorded in history.
Once, Yiren (Zichu) took advantage of An Guojun's free time to speak up and said, "Father was once detained in Zhao State, and many heroes in Zhao State know your name. Now that father has returned to Qin State, they all miss you, but father has not even sent an envoy to comfort them. I am worried that they will feel resentful, and I hope that father will open the border gates later and close them early to prevent any disaster from happening." An Guojun thought what Yiren (Zichu) said was very reasonable and was surprised by his brilliant plan.
An Guojun was King Xiaowen of Qin, whose real name was Ying Zhu.
In the pre-Qin period, maids and guards seemed to call themselves "Nu, Nubi" and most of them responded with "Hi". However, this seemed too strange, so the Han Chinese word "Nuo" was later adopted.
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