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Zhao Yuanxi smoothed Ziying's hair and asked, "Why are you bullying him for no reason?"
Ying Zheng was dissatisfied, "How did I bully him?"
People in this world have to rack their brains to find ways to get him to look at them, let alone touch them.
The other party should feel honored by his being so affectionate.
Although Ying Zheng did not say this out loud, Zhao Yuanxi could see the meaning in his eyes and smiled helplessly. Being valued by the King of Qin was indeed something that many people could not ask for, but this did not mean that Ziying should be treated as a toy for his entertainment.
However, Zhao Yuanxi didn't publicly humiliate Ying Zheng. Instead, he smiled and said, "Then Zheng'er must be fond of Ziying. Today is the day you two, uncle and nephew, are officially meeting. As their uncle, shouldn't you give him a gift?"
Ying Zheng scoffed, casually removed the jade pendant from his waist, and said solemnly, "This is the jade pendant left by the previous king. Today I will give it to you. I hope you can live up to the name of a descendant of the Qin State."
The jade pendant is actually not very big, but it looks particularly conspicuous when held in Ziying's hand.
Just a piece of jade determined Ziying's identity.
From now on, Ziying was no longer the orphan of the traitor Chang'an Jun, but a grandson of the Qin king with the blood of the Qin royal family.
Ziying held the jade pendant in his hand, looked up nervously at his uncle, the King of Qin, and then turned to look at his grandmother eagerly.
Zhao Yuanxi noticed his nervousness, patted his head and said with a smile, "It's time to thank your uncle."
Ziying sniffed and bowed solemnly to Ying Zheng, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
His movements were awkward, but his small appearance inevitably softened everyone's heart.
Ying Zheng hummed.
Zhao Yuanxi saw Mao Jiao standing in the crowd, and his relieved look amused Zhao Yuanxi.
"How is your recovery going?"
Mao Jiao replied, "Thanks to the Queen Mother, I am fine now!"
Poof! Thanks to her, I almost died in front of her.
After getting ready, the group set off.
Different from his usual travel, Ying Zheng rode in the exclusive chariot of the King of Qin this time. The whole body of the chariot was covered with gold and silver accessories, and was engraved with patterns of the sun, moon, stars and black bird. The chariot cover was all black and was pulled by four solid black horses.
There were also thirty-six auxiliary chariots, with a bronze chariot leading the way in front, and four tall black-armored guards standing in the front holding crossbows and shields.
Following behind were several carriages carrying accompanying officials.
Then came Ying Zheng's main car.
Although Zhao Yuanxi was the queen mother, she could not ride in the same carriage with Ying Zheng. Instead, she got on the slightly smaller bronze carriage behind Ying Zheng.
Even so, after getting on the car, Zhao Yuanxi couldn't help but sigh at the luxury inside. He lifted the curtain and looked at the accompanying soldiers who seemed to be endless for a while.
Zhao Yuanxi felt deeply the pressure of imperial power at this time. Just a simple trip mobilized thousands of people.
Zhao Yuanxi couldn't help but reveal her stingy nature. She secretly calculated how much money this trip had cost. After a rough calculation, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken!
Thousands of taels of gold, just gone! Gone!
It would be great if I could give this to her. If I just gave her the money, not to mention taking her back to Xianyang, I would even let her walk back by herself. She would be willing to do that!
Zhao Yuanxi sighed, and Ziying and Fusu looked at each other in confusion.
"Why is the great mother worried?" Fusu asked.
“My heart aches!”
Fusu's expression became nervous. "Should we call the imperial physician?"
Zhao Yuanxi sighed, "No, this isn't physical pain! I can heal on my own."
No one can understand her pain.
Although she didn't say it, the people here knew Zhao Yuanxi too well, and after some speculation, they guessed the reason.
"Does the Queen Mother think that the King is being too extravagant?" Jang Geum asked with a smile.
Zhao Yuanxi raised his head and glanced at her lazily, "I just feel bad about the money."
Only those who know how to make money will feel sorry for the money they spend. How can those who don’t make money understand the hardship of saving such wealth?
Although Ying Zheng suffered a lot as a child, he was still a nobleman and had never engaged in any production activities, so he naturally did not understand the difficulty of it.
The convoy was not moving fast and it would take at least four hours to reach Xianyang.
Zhao Yuanxi simply asked Jang Geum to take out her notebook and sit in the corner to read, while Fusu and Ziying were playing chess there.
Before he knew it, Zhao Yuanxi fell asleep.
The carriage stopped, and Fusu and Ziying took the opportunity to get off and rest.
The two little guys played a little game of chase around the carriage.
The children's laughter attracted many people to look over here. When they saw the two young masters, they couldn't help but laugh too.
Seeing that only the two of them came out, Ying Zheng asked, "Where is she? Why isn't she with you?"
"Grandmother is asleep!" Fusu came close to Ying Zheng with a blushing face, her eyes curved into crescents.
Ying Zheng rarely saw his eldest son so lively. He smiled and said, "It seems that she really takes good care of you."
Fusu's eyes lit up, "Grandmother is the best Grandmother."
Then he added, "Father is also the best father."
Ying Zheng was very pleased with his eldest son's words. There is no one who doesn't like his child looking at him with admiring eyes.
Although that might just be a side effect, it didn't affect his happiness at the moment.
"I heard that you even took Han Feizi as your teacher in Yongcheng?"
He had always wanted to recruit Han Feizi, but he didn't expect that his son had already become Han Feizi's disciple.
When Fusu heard Ying Zheng's tone, he immediately stood up straight and replied respectfully, "I have indeed learned some truths from Han Feizi."
Ziying was dissatisfied. He was having a good time with his elder brother, but as soon as his uncle, the King of Qin, came, he wanted to test his elder brother's knowledge. What a boring adult.
He was shaking his short legs and his face was puffed up, looking both pitiful and cute.
Ying Zheng noticed his small look and sneered, "Since Ziying and you both studied under Han Feizi, his knowledge must be not much different from yours."
Ziying shuddered, looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief, and then looked at Fusu with a look for help.
Fusu was also afraid, but he still stood up to explain, "Ziying started learning later, and now he only knows a few words."
"That's fine. Just answer as many as you can."
Ying Zheng called the two little guys into his carriage, the door curtain fell, blocking all sights from outside, and the convoy began to move forward slowly again.
Jang Geum watched the two little princes being taken away by the king, then looked back at the still sleeping queen mother. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to do nothing.
Zhao Yuanxi slept all the way and had no idea what kind of torture the two little guys were suffering.
When she woke up, she had already arrived at the gate of Xianyang City.
She stretched and yawned, looking around, but only saw Jang Geum. "Where are Fusu and Ziying?"
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