Chen Xuan lay on Ying Zheng's head, staring at the beast armor in his mind. Although Ying Zheng wanted to ask Chen Xuan where he had just been, he couldn't ask in front of Meng Tian, Meng Yi, and Li Xin. He could only suppress it and continue playing with the three of them.
[Name: Chen Xuan
Race: National Destiny Dragon
Affiliation: (Ancient) China, Qin
Carrier: (Zhao) Ying Zheng
Lifespan: Unknown
Mission: Unify China and ensure the eternal existence of the Qin Dynasty. Please assist the carrier in unifying China, establishing the Qin Dynasty, and ensuring the longevity of the nation.
Skills: Dragon Might; Calm Mind; Dragon Rage; Domain (Elementary); Mandate from Heaven; Longevity and Prosperity; Mandate from Heaven, Longevity and Prosperity
Possessing items: National Fortune·Nine Cauldrons, National Fortune·Imperial Seal]
Congratulations! You have collaborated with the ruler of the dynasty for the first time and gained the following skills:
National Destiny: When the national destiny and the ruler of the dynasty are in accord, there are no restrictions on the use of skills.
This skill?!
Chen Xuan's eyes were about to flash with two rays of light.
Yes, although it is not of much use now, in the future, it will at least clear away some unnecessary obstacles for Ying Zheng on the road to unification.
The sun soon cast its last rays, and Meng Tian, Meng Yi and Li Xin were also taken out. They did not live here.
This was the first time Ying Zheng went back alone. In the past, King Xiaowen of Qin or Lady Huayang would come and take him to dinner, but today neither of them came.
Ying Zheng didn't care. He just cared about what Chen Xuan did in the afternoon and didn't even tell him.
"Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan, where did you go this afternoon?" Ying Zheng asked as they walked. "If Meng Tian and the others weren't here, I would have gone looking for you."
"I went out to play for a while. You'll get bored if you stay in one place all the time." Chen Xuan answered lazily. He didn't want Ying Zheng to know what happened in the afternoon.
"Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan, why didn't Grandfather Wang let Father come to see me?" Ying Zheng said with annoyance, "I haven't seen Mother for a long time."
Chen Xuan wanted to tell Ying Zheng that while he was playing in the afternoon, Ying Zichu was kneeling obediently in a pavilion not far away.
"Maybe you think your father can't raise a child." Chen Xuan didn't know how to answer this, so he could only make up a story, "If you really want to, tell your grandfather and ask your mother to come to the palace to see you."
"Yes, I'll go ask Grandmother Wang tomorrow." Ying Zheng nodded. "Grandmother Wang loves me so much, she will definitely let my mother come to see me."
Chen Xuan had actually known about the concept of grandparents being close to each other for a long time, but he had not seen much, and had never seen grandparents doting on their grandchildren like this the moment they met. If it were in his previous life, how many people would dote on their grandchildren who were not related by blood like this?
Fortunately, Chen Xuan knew that these two people really loved Ying Zheng. At least in Chen Xuan's eyes, these two people loved him more than Zhao Ji.
No, wait. Could it be that the reason Zhao Ji stopped loving Ying Zheng was because they had been apart for too long and had a new child, so...?
Chen Xuan was just guessing. After all, no one had ever seen history with their own eyes. Although Sima Qian was great, he was only a human being after all, and his stories contained some personal feelings and fabrications. If Chen Xuan really followed the "Records of the Grand Historian", it would probably be enough to kill him several times.
Ying Zichu had just left the palace and had not yet entered his room when he saw Lu Buwei rushing towards him.
Today, thanks to Lu Buwei, Ying Zichu got the opportunity to intervene in military affairs. In a good mood, he showed even more respect.
Ying Zichu invited Lu Buwei into the house. The table was still the same, and the tea was still the same.
"Sir, your strategy a while ago was of great help to me." Ying Zichu once again filled the tea bowl in front of Lü Buwei with water. "I have the opportunity to intervene in military affairs today, thanks to your strategy."
Upon hearing this, Lü Buwei was delighted at first, then he said respectfully, "When I heard that Your Majesty had entered the palace today, I thought something had happened. It seems it's a good thing, isn't it?"
Ying Zichu laughed and said, "Sir, you're so busy that you're confused. If you interfere in military affairs, how could it not cause trouble?"
Lü Buwei apologized before continuing, "It is indeed my fault. However, the news from Your Majesty arrived so hastily that I cannot think of any good plan. I hope Your Majesty will give me one day, and I will surely make something of it in that day."
"Then thank you for taking care of it, sir." Ying Zichu picked up the tea bowl and took a sip carefully. "By the way, have you prepared the gift you mentioned last time?"
"I will die!" Lü Buwei seemed to have remembered something and quickly apologized. "This matter should have been completed earlier, but the generous gifts I prepared were only delivered to Xianyang yesterday, leaving Your Majesty empty-handed. I will die."
"That's nothing." Ying Zichu was not angry. After all, today's news was a happy one, so there was no need to be angry. "Although there were no gifts last time, I had just started to get involved in state affairs at that time, so it actually dispelled some people's thoughts."
Lu Buwei breathed a sigh of relief. Although he could no longer figure out this person's thoughts at this time, he could still see more clearly and was not angry overall.
"I wonder what gift you have prepared? It took you almost two months to find it." Ying Zichu became interested and looked at Lu Buwei with a smile on his face.
Lü Buwei recovered somewhat, stroking his beard and saying, "Tai Gong's Six Strategies."
Ying Zichu was a little unsteady in holding the cup, and asked in a trembling voice, "Fragments?"
Lu Buwei hadn't seen Ying Zichu like this for a long time. Although he felt relieved, he couldn't show it.
"Of course it's the whole thing, otherwise why would I spend nearly two months preparing it?"
Ying Zichu looked at Lu Buwei in front of him and once again felt the power of this strategist. At least, before he ascended the throne, when there were no other strategists and retainers available, this man was probably his Shang Yang.
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