The lights in the Xianyang Palace were still burning, illuminating the grandfather and grandson in front of them.
Ying Zheng looked at King Zhaoxiang of Qin in confusion, then lowered his head and replied, "I dare not forget the teachings of my ancestors, nor do I dare to abandon the people of the Great Qin."
King Zhaoxiang of Qin's face was once again hidden in the crown, hidden in the darkness, and a sense of majesty followed.
This powerful force pressed down fiercely on Ying Zheng, forcing him to lie prone on the ground.
"Then why are you kneeling before me now?"
Ying Zheng was unable to stand up due to the overwhelming power, and was speechless due to the questions.
He suddenly thought of Chen Xuan again, and remembered Chen Xuan's words, the words that no one could be above him.
"My grandson was just following the etiquette of a younger generation. Could it be that Great-Grandfather Wang still doesn't want to acknowledge Zheng'er?!"
It seems like everything is back.
The power, dignity and voice are all back.
Except for Chen Xuan, everything that Ying Zheng should have is back again.
He was dressed in a black royal robe with a black dragon coiled around it and territorial patterns. He wore a crown to hold his hair together, and twelve tassels in front and behind covered his face. He had Tai'a on his waist and a jade seal hanging from his body.
Ying Zheng slowly stood up, straightened his body, looked at King Zhaoxiang of Qin who was sitting on the throne in front of him, bowed and saluted, and said: "Qin Emperor Ying Zheng greets your great-grandfather. Long live your great-grandfather."
King Zhaoxiang of Qin looked at Ying Zheng, who seemed to have become a completely different person, and suddenly laughed out loud again: "Ha! Come, let the Emperor of Qin take his seat!"
Then he looked at Ying Zheng and smiled, "This is more like the Emperor of the Great Qin. Just now you were so submissive like a descendant of a bystander family."
Ying Zheng returned the gift neither humbly nor arrogantly. He had figured out some things and knew what was going on.
But there are some things that I guess but cannot say out loud, I can only go with it.
This is a different kind of helplessness.
"I wonder what great-grandfather Wang wants me to do? If it's nothing important, I'll go back first. After all, I just ascended the throne yesterday, and the Great Qin still needs me."
King Zhaoxiang of Qin glanced at Ying Zheng, smiled, and pulled him to sit beside him. He said, "Why are you so anxious? It's only a day. How could there be any trouble?"
When Ying Zheng looked at King Zhaoxiang of Qin in front of him, he realized that the tassels covering King Zhaoxiang of Qin's face were gone, revealing an exceptionally friendly face.
The feeling was exactly the same as when Ying Zheng first met King Xiaowen of Qin.
"Although I long to spend more time with my great-grandfather, the Great Qin, though a powerful nation, still has much to rebuild. I am not as strong as my ancestors, so I naturally dare not tire myself out."
Ying Zheng's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, which made the smile on King Zhaoxiang of Qin's face fade a little. Although he was still smiling, he seemed a little indifferent.
"Are you still wary of me?"
"Why would my grandson be wary of my great-grandfather?"
Ying Zheng's face was full of doubts, and he looked at King Zhaoxiang of Qin with a pair of pure eyes.
However, I cannot be moved by the person in front of me, the person who once dominated an era.
"I don't think you did anything wrong. On the contrary, I'm very happy. I'm happy that my grandson is not a fool who trusts others easily."
King Zhaoxiang of Qin stared at Ying Zheng.
"You have done exceptionally well, at least much better than I have.
However, Zheng'er, you must remember to trust people when you employ them. No matter who they are, even if they are from another country, as long as they are not harmful to the Great Qin and as long as you can control them, you should use them with confidence and without the slightest doubt.
"Is Great-Grandfather Wang referring to the execution of Wu'an Jun?"
Ying Zheng also stared at King Zhaoxiang of Qin. He was only thirteen years old, and even though he was sitting, he had to look up at King Zhaoxiang of Qin.
"Yes and no."
King Zhaoxiang of Qin looked at Ying Zheng, suddenly turned his head, waved his sleeves, and a vast expanse of beautiful rivers and mountains appeared before his eyes.
"Zheng'er, do you know where my Great Qin started?"
"Yongcheng."
"That's Yongcheng. Zheng'er, you must know that the Great Qin you possess now, everything you possess, was won by your ancestors. What you leave to your descendants can only be won through fighting."
King Zhaoxiang of Qin stared at the rivers and mountains in front of him, which were all Qin territory.
"My Great Qin can be desolate, can cede land, can pay compensation, but we must not forget the spirit of martial arts. As long as this spirit still exists, everything can be recovered, whether it is ceded land or compensation, all can be taken back!"
"Back then, our ancestors were able to conquer the entire Guanzhong region from Yongcheng, a territory far from the Central Plains. They even defeated the Central Plains and Shandong states until they couldn't raise their heads and dared not look directly at our Great Qin. Why?
It’s all because of my Great Qin’s complete victory.
Zheng'er, I allow you to be submissive, because I have been submissive myself, but I will not allow you to lose your desire for hegemony, your martial spirit."
"My grandson has never forgotten." Ying Zheng didn't know why the man in front of him suddenly became excited, but after thinking about it, he leaned over and acknowledged him.
After all, the man in front of him was not only his great-grandfather, but also the one who frightened all the other countries and forced them to unite to resist Qin.
"You certainly won't forget, but the people under your command will. Zheng'er, do you know why the Great Qin dislikes Confucian scholars?"
"We cannot work together if we do not share the same ideals."
Ying Zheng lowered his head and replied. The King Zhaoxiang of Qin in front of him was too excited, and he felt a little embarrassed.
"That's right, it's like those with different ideals cannot work together. Zheng'er, you must know that everything that relies on so-called rituals and music, so-called moral norms, is always false.
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