Chen Xuan lay quietly on Ying Zheng's head. The carriage had been moving forward for an unknown period of time. The noisy voices around him gradually grew louder and then gradually became quieter, while the sounds of weapons colliding became more and more frequent and louder.
Ying Zheng had been woken up long ago and was lying in front of Zhao Ji with his eyes closed. However, Zhao Ji had changed from her usual gentle attitude and seemed a little flustered.
“Ahhhh!!!”
After a horse neighed, the carriage slowly stopped. After a while, Meng Que came to ask for instructions: "We will be at the royal city tomorrow. We can no longer use horses or carriages. I hope that Madam and Young Master will bear with us. Although it is only a hundred steps, it is still a bit of trouble for you."
"My Lord, you are joking. How can there be any question of hardship or not? However, it's fine with me. I'm just worried about Zheng'er. After all, his injury hasn't healed yet!" Zhao Ji was an educated person after all, and she didn't behave in a domineering manner. Instead, she was extremely humble and took extra care of Ying Zheng, which changed Chen Xuan's mind.
Meng Que didn't dare to respond to this and quickly said, "Sir, of course, there's no need to worry. I just asked the Lord for instructions, and he said you can go back and rest. Once you've recovered from your injuries, you can come and see the King again."
Zhao Ji looked at Ying Zheng, as if asking for his opinion. Ying Zheng didn't care. He suddenly relaxed and wanted to rest.
"Zheng boy, follow me, I'm here."
Chen Xuan didn't want Ying Zheng to go back. One reason was that it was his first time meeting King Xiaowen of Qin, and Ying Zichu's position as a prince was still somewhat unstable. If Zheng came to see him with injuries, it would add some points to his reputation.
Secondly, he wanted to meet King Xiaowen of Qin and Ying Zichu. Of course, the person he wanted to meet most was Lu Buwei, the future uncle of the young man Zheng.
Although Ying Zheng was very tired, seeing Zhao Ji's expression, she also wanted him to go into the palace with her. In addition, Chen Xuan's words made him endure his fatigue and said, "Mother, it's okay. I'm very energetic!"
Zhao Ji felt somewhat distressed, but for the sake of Ying Zichu's grand plan, she made up her mind and took Ying Zheng out of the carriage.
This was the first time Chen Xuan had seen such a simple capital city. Although he had never been to the Forbidden City in his previous life, he had browsed pictures of it on the Internet. A royal palace like this, which looked like a courtyard house in later generations, was a bit shabby.
However, the several large tripods in the center of the courtyard had a great impact on Chen Xuan. When he saw the large tripods, he had an urge to smash them!
"I didn't expect you to choose Qin?! I was wrong."
Feng Zhou!
Chen Xuan felt a moment of trance before his eyes, and his consciousness returned to the space filled with the mysterious aura. Feng Zhou was looking at him with gritted teeth inside.
"Senior, you are meddling too much. Which country I choose to transport the goods to is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you." Chen Xuan was no longer as panicked as he was the first time. He even had the illusion that he could strangle this stupid bird to death with just a thought.
Feng Zhou's expression became increasingly ugly. He snorted coldly and said, "He's a waste after all. He served in Qin for several years and only managed to get to Xianyang after becoming a national destiny. He's a waste after all."
Chen Xuan's expression remained unchanged. He had already seen through the fool's true nature. He chuckled and said, "I never thought that Senior would actually hide in the Nine Cauldrons to survive. However, this is a newly acquired territory after all. If I accidentally buried Senior in it, it would be my fault."
Feng Zhou thought Chen Xuan was still the child from a few days ago. He wanted to scare him and then take the opportunity to take over his body, just like he did when he was still Xuanniao.
"Are you threatening me?! This is within the Nine Cauldrons, my territory! If you weren't from the same clan as me, I would have crushed you to death long ago!"
Feng Zhou glared at Chen Xuan, and the entire Nine Cauldrons seemed to be ablaze with fire. But Chen Xuan didn't seem to panic at all, looking at Feng Zhou as if he were a fool.
[Congratulations on obtaining the National Destiny·Nine Cauldrons.]
These nine ancient bronze tripods represent the three most prosperous dynasties on this land, but the sunset of the dynasty seems to be coming, and this sacred artifact of national destiny seems to be welcoming the afterglow.
The divine beasts of the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties all perished here, causing this sacred artifact of national destiny to no longer carry the destiny of a nation.
Chen Xuan looked at the beast armor that appeared in his mind. The roaring Feng Zhou seemed to have sensed something. He wanted to yell something with a look of fear on his face, but no sound came out.
"If you're old, just retire. Don't always stir up trouble. It's very annoying, senior." Chen Xuan slowly floated in front of Feng Zhou. "Since you have other thoughts, just hide quietly. Don't jump around and get caught by someone!"
Feng Zhou only felt that he was being burned by the raging fire around him, and his gorgeous feathers scattered, revealing the dark feathers hidden underneath.
Chen Xuan looked at the phoenix that had turned into a pitch-black bird in some astonishment. He was surprised at first, and then seemed to have thought of something. He just sneered and wanted to go up and hit him with his claws.
"I originally couldn't understand why my kind were so rare. It turns out you've devoured them all. If I didn't have some tricks up my sleeve, would you have swallowed me up too, using the excuse of guidance?!"
Feng Zhou had no way to answer. He could only roll on the ground, his eyes filled with viciousness.
"Don't look at me like that. You abandoned the previous dynasty and swallowed up the people of this dynasty. There will always be a price to pay. It will always be necessary."
Chen Xuan took a glance, and with a thought, he left the Nine Cauldrons. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Ying Zheng kneeling and saluting someone.
This is a large hall, supported by pillars on all sides. The pillars are gilded with gold and covered with white jade.
The hall was empty, with only two figures kneeling inside and one sitting on the throne.
Chen Xuan looked up at the person on the throne. He was a middle-aged man with a pale face and scruffy beard. He looked like a sloppy uncle, but he gave people a sense of majesty that was hidden.
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