Chapter 2 Zhao Zheng: Why can’t a king become a grandmaster? "Why are you bothering me?" Zhao Zheng asked with a puzzled look on his face. "How should I know?" Xia Yufang shook his head. Hear what the two said. Qin Ying also showed a faint smile on his face. How could he not understand Xia Wuqi's thoughts? The two little guys grew up together and are inseparable now. For Xia Wuqie, this means that his own little cotton-padded jacket is about to become someone else's. Enter the house. Zhao Zheng and Xia Yufang stood aside, and so did Zhao Ji. "Please take a seat, sir." Zhao Ji said very respectfully.
For Zhao Ji and her son. Qin Ying was not only Zhao Zheng's teacher, but also their savior. Two years ago, when Qin attacked Zhao, Zhao was furious and wanted to capture Ying Zichu as a sacrifice. Unfortunately, Ying Zichu escaped very quickly, and eventually Zhao Ji and her son were captured by the Zhao army. They suffered a lot in prison, and Zhao Zheng was even almost drowned. If Qin Ying had not intervened, Zhao Zheng might have died that day. A gift for several people. Qin Ying accepted it calmly. After sitting down, Qin Ying waved his hand and said, "Sit down." The three of them slowly sat down. "teacher." "You teach your disciples the way of a king. I wonder when Mr. Bai will come back to teach your disciples the way of martial arts?" Zhao Zheng looked at Qin Ying expectantly. Qin Ying smiled faintly: "Martial Arts, the world is prosperous." "The great master protects the country, and even a million troops cannot defeat him." "It's just that this is what a military commander pursues." "Your future path is not martial arts." Zhao Zheng nodded immediately: "I understand what you said, Master. Since you are teaching me the way of the king, I don't want to be inferior to other ways." "If possible, I would also like to become a Grandmaster." talking. There was expectation and ambition in Zhao Zheng's eyes. Obviously. What's on his mind. He wants royal power, and he also wants martial arts. "A king of a country has the cultivation resources of a country. But looking around the world, which king is outstanding in martial arts? And which king can reach the level of martial arts grandmaster?" Qin Ying asked Zhao Zheng with a faint smile.
"This..." Zhao Zheng immediately fell silent. Thinking hard. Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "The founding ancestor of our Great Qin, in the past he swept across thousands of miles of territory with the power of a martial arts grandmaster and established the foundation of our Great Qin. It is precisely because of the ancestor Qin Ying that our Great Qin is as powerful as it is today." "hehe." Hearing Zhao Zheng's praise, Qin Ying smiled and asked, "Besides you, the founder of the Qin State, who else has been there over the past thousands of years?" Zhao Zheng pondered again, but finally shook his head: "No." "Do you know why the king cannot achieve success in martial arts?" Qin Ying asked again. "I don't know." Zhao Zheng shook his head, then immediately clasped his fists and said, "Please teach me, teacher." The smile on Qin Ying's face gradually turned serious, and then he raised his hand and pointed to the sky: "Because of it, no!" Zhao Zheng raised his head and looked at the roof: "Why?" "A great martial arts master, with a lifespan of two hundred years." "Can it watch a king rule a dynasty for two hundred years?" Qin Ying said in a deep voice. "Teacher, may I ask how to break it?" Zhao Zheng was not discouraged at all, but asked with anticipation. Qin Ying's eyes were filled with relief when Zhao Zheng asked: "The fact that you can ask this question shows your heart, but you can't do it now. Only when China is unified, maybe there will be a chance." Hear this. Ambition emerged in Zhao Zheng's eyes: "If my disciple can really become the King of Qin in the future, he will definitely sweep across the world, unify China, and break its constraints." Zhao Zheng raised his hand and pointed at the sky. There was a determination on his young face. "I believe Brother Zheng can do it." Xia Yufang said with admiration in his eyes. Zhao Ji didn't say a word, but her beautiful eyes showed the trust a mother has in her son. "All right." "Let's have a meal." "Shen Yue will come to teach you how to handle government affairs in a while." "Your teacher Bai will come to teach you martial arts tomorrow." Qin Ying said with a smile. "Yes." Zhao Zheng nodded. Then he had dinner with Xia Yufang. For Qin Ying, eating or not had no effect, as he had already reached the stage of fasting. After eating two bites, Qin Ying stood up and walked out of the house. "The trend of heaven."
"Qin swept across the world and unified China." "Qin died in the second generation." "What a plan." "The first unification is a success, and the second is nothing." "The demise of Qin has completely cut off the destiny of our humanity, making it impossible for our humanity to unite again." "only." "You all thought that I, Qin Ying, was dead, but you didn't expect that I was still alive and well." "Under the will of heaven, Qin unified China, but as long as I am here, Qin will definitely not perish in the second generation." "I will use the destiny of China to consolidate the destiny of our Great Qin Dynasty and the foundation of humanity." Qin Ying stood outside the house, raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with a strong desire to fight. The mind sinks into the dantian. A treasure mirror shining with golden light was releasing a faint halo in the Dantian. There is also a black bead exuding a chaotic aura surrounding it. "A treasure of humanity." "Chaos Pearl." "I have these two great treasures by my side. I have nothing to fear from the great trend of Heaven." "The luck of the Divine Land is enough to activate the Humane Treasure Mirror and awaken the will of humanity, and the Chaos Pearl can block the secrets of heaven." "The way of heaven." "Let's go on." "Your situation is in my favor, and I will continue it step by step." Qin Ying showed a sneer on his face. - Da Qin, Xianyang! Zhangtai Palace! On the king's couch. An old man with white hair, but emitting a suffocating kingly aura, was half lying on it. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be asleep. He is none other than the King of Qin, Yingji. In a dream. Yingji was wearing a robe and a crown, sitting upright on the throne. At this time. The light curtain spreads. A little kid about seven or eight years old walked slowly into the hall.
Yingji raised his head and looked at the kid in front of him with a little surprise, then asked, "Whose kid are you?" The little boy walked slowly to Yingji. There was no uneasiness or fear, and his eyes were open. "Zhao Ying." The little kid replied. Yingji's old eyes lit up. The little baby walked up to Yingji and picked up the pearl curtain on Yingji's crown. "What is this?" asked the little kid. "This is a crown, do you want it?" Yingji replied with a smile. "Six beads are missing." "I want a bigger one." The little baby's childish voice sounded. Although Yingji was shocked, he wanted to continue speaking. But the dream before my eyes suddenly shattered. On the king's couch. Yingji also woke up suddenly. "Zhao Ying." "I am a descendant of the Ying family." "This dream was a little too real." Yingji raised his head, and a look of intoxication appeared on his old face. Subsequently. Yingji slowly sat up from the king's couch and said loudly, "Call the Grand Diviner." …… PS: I would be grateful for any support you give me for my new book. (End of this chapter)