The little guy nodded slightly, "I can get it back, but that's your power, and only you have a connection with it, so I don't know where it is."
"Only by finding where that power is can you regain your power."
Wang Jian's power was immense, but also secretive. After he voluntarily sacrificed himself, that power severed its connection with him.
That is a power that has already recognized its master; even the little guy cannot plunder it, nor can he even make contact with it.
It was like a wandering soul drifting between heaven and earth, and only its master, Wang Jian, could establish a connection with it; no one else could.
Wang Jian looked quite puzzled by this statement. "Establish contact with them?"
He had been cultivating for a long time and his mastery of that power was superb, but this was the first time he had heard of such a claim.
Especially after sacrificing that power, he never thought about establishing a connection.
So he's completely confused right now.
The little guy's eyes were indifferent as he replied, "This is something only you can do."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jian fell silent and said nothing more.
Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian and said, "You have already given enough for Qin. Now that you are old, you don't need to worry about these things anymore. Just enjoy your old age."
Wang Jian's contributions are evident to all, and Ying Zheng, as the emperor who has always followed him, is naturally even more aware of them.
Wang Jian's eyes shone brightly. "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I have my own plans for my health."
Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian, then at Zhang Han's memorial tablet, and couldn't help but sigh, "It is my good fortune that Great Qin has you all!"
If it weren't for the desperate fighting of these loyal ministers, and even the sacrifice of fierce generals like Zhang Han, it's hard to say when Qin would have been able to unify the six kingdoms.
The little guy lowered his head slightly, as if realizing something, and suddenly said, "I should go back now, Dad. Mom told me to go back for dinner."
[My mother is worried because I haven't been in the palace much lately. If I don't go back soon, she'll definitely be anxious.]
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng nodded slightly, "Go, spend more time with your mother."
Speaking of which, the little guy was always running around outside with him, and he would be gone for a long time at a time. Even though Consort Shu was his mother, she rarely saw him.
Consort Shu doted on the little guy and knew that it was dangerous for him to follow Ying Zheng, so she was worried about him.
Presumably, she would feel uneasy over time, and Ying Zheng naturally hoped that the little one would spend more time with her.
The little guy nodded, "Thank you, Dad."
After saying that, he lifted his short legs and left, feeling quite pleased with himself.
[My mom must miss me terribly after not seeing me for so long; she's probably prepared a huge feast.]
Little chicks, little ducks, little rabbits, I've come to help you find peace.
Hearing the little guy's thoughts, Ying Zheng couldn't help but chuckle.
This kid is still the same as always.
The little fellow had barely left when a eunuch entered, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Majesty, Kong Jia requests an audience, saying he has urgent business to discuss."
Ying Zheng was taken aback, "Kong Jia?"
He had just met with Kong Jia and Mozi not long ago. At that time, Kong Jia did not say that he had any urgent business. How could there be an urgent business now that only recently passed?
Although puzzled, considering that the Qin Dynasty and Confucianism were currently in a mutually beneficial relationship, Ying Zheng still instructed, "Let him wait a moment."
Inside the hall, Kong Jia held a book behind his back, but had no interest in reading it. He paced back and forth with a furrowed brow, looking quite anxious.
"His Majesty has arrived!"
Just then, a voice rang out, and Kong Jia looked up, quickly walked towards the door, and bumped into Ying Zheng.
Kong Jia bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng's eyes remained indifferent. "No need for formalities."
After speaking, he went into the hall, sat down at the desk, and asked, "What is the urgent matter?"
Wang Jian followed behind Ying Zheng, standing and waiting to the side.
Kong Jia stood aside and said, "This old man humbly begs Your Majesty to intervene and help the Confucian school."
Ying Zheng was taken aback, "Help the Confucianists?"
The Confucian school has always been extremely powerful, with disciples all over the world. It was precisely because of this that it gained the favor of Ying Zheng, who was willing to send paper to them in order to make them obey.
But Ying Zheng was truly surprised that such a powerful family would suddenly seek his help.
Kong Jia lowered his head slightly, "I have a disciple named Dugu Hai, who is my most prized disciple. His nineteenth birthday is in half a month. I beg Your Majesty to save him."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng was even more puzzled. "Birthday? He wants me to save him?"
Logically speaking, birthdays should be happy occasions, times for everyone to gather and enjoy themselves. So why is the topic of asking someone to save you being brought up?
Kong Jia's gaze narrowed slightly. "He was targeted by the Soul Reaper. He was nearly killed when he was nine years old. If I hadn't done everything in my power to save him, he would probably have perished long ago."
Upon hearing the title "Soul Reaper," Ying Zheng's expression showed slight surprise. "Soul Reaper?"
This is a legendary existence.
Those are the administrators of the underworld, under the command of the King of the Underworld. They are responsible for dealing with wandering ghosts and spirits in the human world. They are incredibly powerful and have a strong oppressive force on almost all ghosts and spirits.
But now they're targeting living people?
This puzzled Ying Zheng.
Kong Jia replied, “The child’s birth was a mistake. He should have died in the womb, but he was able to survive and become a member of the human world because he encountered a great being who changed his fate.”
"Although he survived, he became a mistake in the underworld. In order to correct this mistake, he was targeted by the soul-reapers, who would try to take his soul away from the human world whenever they had the chance. And every nine years of his life is when his vital energy is weakest and when he is in the most danger."
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