Chapter 25 Zhao Zheng: This young master cannot enter this city! See the city of Xianyang. Zhao Zheng seemed to see the city of Xianyang rising from nothing to something under the rule of his ancestors on this vast land in the past. In the past, when the ancestor came to the western corner, this place was distinguished from the Divine Land and was known as the Western Barbarians. However, with the arrival of the ancestor, he brought civilization, order, and built a huge empire. After the efforts of many generations of Qin kings, Xianyang City has now become the number one city in the world. It possesses the unparalleled grandeur of the Qin Dynasty and overlooks the world. "The reason why the Qin Dynasty is so powerful today is all due to the founding ancestor Qin." Wang Ben nodded immediately. But come back to your senses. Wang Ben smiled and said to Zhao Zheng: "This time when you return to Qin, you must go to the ancestral temple to recognize your ancestors and restore your surname Ying." "Do I have to trace my ancestry to restore the Ying surname?" Zhao Zheng was a little confused. all the time.
For so many years in Handan, he has always been known by his clan name, not his surname. The surname Ying really cannot be used in the State of Zhao. Because once used. There will be countless people from Zhao who will fight you to the death. In the Battle of Changping, hundreds of thousands of Zhao soldiers were killed by Qin. It can be said that the hatred between Zhao and Qin was very great, even though so many years have passed. But the hatred remains. "It's inevitable." "When the time comes to enter the ancestral temple, you can personally worship the ancestor." "only." "The ancestral temple seems to open once a year. Young master, you have to wait if you want to trace your roots." Wang Ben said. This time. He had completely listened to his father's words and was determined to stick to Zhao Zheng's path, so naturally he told him everything he knew. "Yeah." Zhao Zheng nodded, full of yearning for the ancestral temple. Only after tracing his ancestral roots could he truly regain his status as a young master. "That's right, sir." "I have one more reminder." Wang Ben suddenly lowered his voice and his expression became extremely serious. "Please speak, Lord." Zhao Zheng immediately looked at Wang Ben, and he also realized that Wang Ben had something important to say.
"This time we encountered an assassination attempt at the border. What do you think about the second group of assassins?" Wang Ben asked tentatively. "It must have come from within our Great Qin." "The State of Zhao will not be foolish enough to use weapons made by their own army." Zhao Zheng said affirmatively. "The young master actually has a younger brother." "She is the Crown Prince's wife, born to a lady chosen personally by the young master's grandmother for her adopted son." Wang Ben said slowly. Although nothing was said explicitly. But just this one sentence. Wang Ben naturally understood that with Zhao Zheng's intelligence, he could understand it instantly. really! A hint of thought flashed across Zhao Zheng's face, and then he nodded. "Thank you, Wang Junhou, for the reminder." "Zhao Zheng is very grateful." Zhao Zheng thanked Wang Ben. "No need to thank me, sir." "After returning to the capital, you must be careful about everything," Wang Ben reminded again. "Yeah." Zhao Zheng nodded and said no more. "No wonder they sent someone to kill me." "It turns out I have a younger brother." "I'm back, and that will affect his status." "I wonder if this was done by my father or my grandmother?" Zhao Zheng pondered in his heart, wondering who could have done this. For Ying Zichu, his father. Zhao Zheng doesn't have much emotion. Since birth. Zhao Zheng had never seen his father before, and he only knew him as a stranger. at this time! When the convoy approached Xianyang. Tapping. Tapping.
Waves of sounds of weapons and armor followed. I saw many guards in the city holding weapons, running out quickly and guarding outside the city. It seems like martial law. "Stop!" When he saw the imperial carriage and the escorting Lishan soldiers outside the city. The leading general immediately raised his hand. "By the king's order." "We are welcoming Prince Zheng back to the capital from Zhao." Wang Ben rode his horse forward and reported to the imperial guard general who was guarding the city. "The king is critically ill." "The whole city is under martial law." "No entry or exit allowed." The imperial guard general glanced at Wang Ben and said in a deep voice. As soon as these words fell. Wang Ben's face changed and he looked towards the carriage. He was just a small military officer. Faced with the tens of thousands of Imperial Guards in front of him, and the high status of the Imperial Guards, he naturally did not dare to refute anything. But think about it for a moment. "The king has given his order." "Send Master Zheng back to the capital to meet the emperor." "General, please go and pass the message as soon as possible." Wang Ben said with a fist salute again. "The prince's order." "The king is critically ill, the whole city is under martial law." “No one is allowed to go in or out.” "Get out of here quickly." The commander of the imperial guards took a quick look and drew his sword. Obviously. Judging from this attitude, it is clear that they don't want Zhao Zheng's carriage to enter the city. Wang Ben saw this.
Sighed. He rode his horse back to the side of the carriage and said, "Sir, the king is critically ill, and the guards have sealed off the city. No one is allowed to enter." “Why do I feel like they did this on purpose?” Zhao Zheng sneered, with a look of understanding on his young face. "Sir, you can't enter the city now." "We can only wait." Wang Ben said helplessly. "If Grandfather Wang is really critically ill." "If I, as a grandson, don't go to visit him, how can I be called a grandson?" "I still want to enter this city." Zhao Zheng said in a deep voice. Zhao Ji's face changed: "Zheng'er, what are you going to do?" "Don't worry, mother." Zhao Zheng comforted him. Then he slowly walked out of the carriage. "Wang Junhou." "Escort the carriage and follow me closely." Zhao Zheng said in a deep voice. Seeing Zhao Zheng like this, Wang Ben was shocked and there was a bit of hesitation on his face. but. After struggling for a moment, Wang Ben nodded and said, "My mission is to escort you back to the capital and protect you from harm. No matter what happens, Wang Ben will do his best to protect you." Got this answer. Zhao Zheng nodded and jumped off the carriage. Walk slowly towards the city gate. "Stop." When he saw Zhao Zheng's young son coming, the guard general still scolded him. "What's your name?" Zhao Zheng raised his head and stared at the royal guard general in front of him. "I will come to visit you." The Royal Guard commander replied coldly. Just hearing this name.
Zhao Zheng was even more certain: "Sure enough, Mi, my grandmother Wang's people, it seems that the assassination was done by the grandmother Wang whom I have never met." Think for a moment. "I am Ying Zheng of Zhao." "The eldest son of Ying Zichu, the heir of the Qin Dynasty." "Grandfather Wang issued an imperial decree to welcome me back to the capital." "You, are you going to stop me from entering the city?" Zhao Zheng asked coldly. "It turned out to be Master Zheng." "I will pay my respects to you, sir." Mi Lin pretended to bow and then said with difficulty: "It is not that I am trying to stop you from entering the city." "It's the prince's decree." "The king is critically ill." "The whole city is under martial law." Hear this. Zhao Zheng sneered, stared at Mi Lin, and shouted coldly: "The Crown Prince's order?" "This young master is the eldest son of the heir, and the bloodline of the royal family of Great Qin." "My great-grandfather is dying. As a great-grandson, I should visit him. This is filial piety." "Today, this young master cannot enter this city." …… PS: Please read my article, give me your recommendation votes, and give me your monthly votes. I would be very grateful. (End of this chapter)