Wang Jian stood at the door and, seeing Ying Zheng walk out of the prison cell, hurriedly followed him.
Knowing the unusual nature of this matter, Wang Jian dared not say much, and could only quietly follow from the side without uttering a word.
After all, the one who rebelled this time was Ying Ye, a prince who had a very deep relationship with Ying Zheng in the past. So even though Ying Zheng was usually quite cold-faced, he must have been feeling very complicated at this moment, and Wang Jian dared not say anything more.
As Ying Zheng entered the garden, he suddenly stopped, his gaze falling ahead. "What kind of flower is this?"
Wang Jian was taken aback. He looked up at the flower bed and saw pale blue flowers swaying gently amidst the green leaves.
After examining the flower for a moment, Wang Jian replied, "This, this old minister does not recognize it either."
Ying Zheng sighed with emotion and said, "This used to be that boy's favorite flower. It makes a pretty good tea, and he would always brew some for me, saying that it was good for my health since I was working so hard."
As he spoke, a faint smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face.
Seeing this, Wang Jian said, "I hope Your Majesty can be more understanding of the young master's situation."
He didn't know how to comfort Ying Zheng about this, after all, that was a child he valued very much, but he never expected that Ying Ye would take the path of rebellion.
This path is unforgivable, especially for an emperor.
Ying Zheng's gaze darkened slightly. "I am not upset that the brat dared to rebel."
Wang Jian's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Ying Zheng with considerable doubt.
He couldn't quite understand the emperor's mentality; after all, if it were his son who rebelled, he would at least break three of his legs.
Ying Zheng continued, "What truly worries me is his plan. He thinks he can overthrow the Qin Dynasty so easily. He is far too naive. This level of capability may be sufficient for ordinary people, but how will the imperial family take care of themselves?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Jian frowned but did not reply.
To be precise, he didn't know how to respond. After all, if not only Ying Ye himself, but also the people of the world knew what he had done, they would definitely be furious.
Therefore, Wang Jian did not quite understand Ying Zheng's explanation.
I just feel that Ying Zheng is deliberately acting so magnanimous in order to prevent others from seeing through his thoughts.
Seeing Wang Jian's expression, Ying Zheng seemed to see through his thoughts and looked at him, saying, "What? Do you think I said that on purpose?"
Wang Jian lowered his head slightly and said, "This old minister dares not."
Ying Zheng sighed, "I am the emperor, and I should always consider the interests of Qin and the people of the world. Therefore, whenever there is a conflict with the interests of Qin, even if it is my son, I will still stand on the side of Qin."
"If one is bound by the seven emotions and six desires, how can one be a good emperor?"
Seeing Ying Zheng's appearance, Wang Jian frowned slightly, his expression quite complicated.
As someone who had followed Ying Zheng for many years, he knew firsthand how difficult Ying Zheng's journey had been. Although this emperor was of noble status, the hardships and setbacks he had experienced along the way were unimaginable.
Wang Jian also felt sorry for him, but although he wanted to comfort him, he didn't know where to start, so he remained silent.
"Does Dad regret it?"
Just then, a soft, sweet voice suddenly rang out.
Ying Zheng turned his head and saw that the little guy was standing not far away, staring at him with big eyes.
Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback, "Yu'er?"
Wang Jian looked delighted. "Young Master?!"
He knew very well how much Ying Zheng valued the little guy. Although he might not know how to comfort Ying Zheng, the little guy probably did.
The little guy looked at Wang Jian, "Can I say a few words to Dad?"
Wang Jian, knowing the situation, cupped his hands in apology and said, "This old minister takes his leave."
After Wang Jian withdrew, the little boy looked at Ying Zheng again and asked solemnly, "Father, do you regret everything you've done?"
Ying Zheng's gaze darkened slightly. After hesitating for a long while, he said firmly, "The way of an emperor is one of no regrets."
The little guy looked at him, "Then Daddy, do you want to see what the world will become because of your insistence?"
Ying Zheng was taken aback. "Take a look?"
As emperor, he had some understanding of the current situation in the world and also knew something about the lives of ordinary people.
But the little guy's words didn't seem to simply mean "he knew"; there was clearly a deeper meaning behind "look".
The little guy nodded. "Yes, let's see."
Ying Zheng looked at him. "Can you see?"
The little guy nodded slightly, "Yes, if Dad wants to."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, then his eyes gleamed. "Look!"
As emperor, he also wanted to know how the world had changed because of his changes.
Upon hearing this, the little guy nodded slightly, and then waved his little hand, and an array appeared beside him, with countless characters containing mysterious power rotating.
After seeing the contents of the formation, Ying Zheng's eyes widened immediately.
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