The opening inventory of the top ten young emperors

Zhao Zheng's expression became serious, and he bowed to Ying Zhu: "If grandfather is satisfied, then the grandson will naturally be satisfied."
"What if I really want to hear your thoughts?" Ying Zhu said with a smile.

Zhao Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "Grandfather, whether or not there is Lu Buwei, our Great Qin will conquer the six kingdoms to the east. This has been the common aspiration of the kings of all generations. The six kingdoms have long feared our Great Qin, otherwise they would not have joined forces to attack Qin four times. According to the Heavenly Scroll, there should be a fifth time, but it's a pity..."
Zhao Zheng smiled contemptuously at this point: "It's a pity that my Great Qin is becoming more and more powerful..."

Does this mean that it doesn’t matter whether Lu Buwei is there or not?
Lu Buwei's heart sank.

Hearing Zhao Zheng's words, a stern look flashed in Ying Zhu's eyes. He was about to order his men to arrest Lu Buwei, but he saw that Zhao Zheng's expression suddenly softened a little.

"This reminded me of the time when my mother sewed clothes for me when I was young and pricked her hand. I was very angry and wanted to throw away the silver needle that pricked my mother's finger, but my mother stopped me.
My mother taught me that if women were afraid of having their hands pricked by a needle and no one made clothes for them, all men and women in the world would be left naked.
Although the silver needle is small, it can be used to guide the thread. Whether it hurts the hand or not depends on whether the person using the needle can hold it steadily! "

Zhao Zheng's words made Ying Zhu temporarily stop thinking about arresting people, and instead fell into deep thought. But these words sounded different to Ying Yiren.

"Your mother sews clothes for you herself?" Thinking of the fact that Zhao Ji's hands were no longer as smooth as before after her return, Ying Yiren couldn't help but have his eyes flickering.
"Yes, my mother never asked anyone else to take care of her son's food, clothing, shelter and transportation." Zhao Zheng nodded. "I remember that every time she embroidered or sewed clothes, my mother would hum the song "Black Clothes" softly."

"The black robe is suitable for me, but now it is worn out and I have changed it. I am going to your house. I will give you my charm.
The black robe is so beautiful, I will make it up again when it is worn out. I will go to your house and give you my charm.
The black-robed mat is worn out, so I have to make it new again. I am going to your house, and I will give you my charm again. "

At this point, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but hum softly, and hearing this song, Ying Yiren was even more moved, and felt even more guilty towards Zhao Ji.

Ying Zhu also came back to his senses at this time, and his lips were pursed into a line: "I understand what Zheng'er means! But I still need to think about it carefully. Someone come..."
Ying Zhu looked at Lü Buwei and said, "First, lock Lü Buwei up in Xianyang Prison and deal with him later."

After giving the order, Lu Buwei was taken away. Before leaving, he glanced at Zhao Zheng and his son again, but saw that Ying Yiren was absent-minded, while Zhao Zheng was looking at him with sharp eyes.
He said thank you to him softly and lowered his head again.

After sitting for most of the day, the effect of the medicine that Ying Zhu asked the imperial physician to prescribe for him had long passed, and his face became gloomy. So he waved his hand at Ying Yiren and his son:
"You two should go back first. Tell your wife to stay in the room and don't come out unless necessary. As for how to deal with them, we will decide after the coronation ceremony is over!"

The period of mourning has passed. If it weren’t for Ying Zhu’s poor health, the coronation ceremony would have been held long ago.
He has been in much better spirits these past few days, and after taking a special elixir, he was able to get out of bed. He can take the opportunity to quickly hold the coronation ceremony.
As for other matters, none of them can surpass this major event and will be discussed later. This is a good opportunity for him to think about it carefully.

The father and son left the hall. When they were exposed to the sunlight outside, Ying Yiren felt a little dizzy and had to stand still to steady himself. At this time, a eunuch walked up to him and said, "Sir, Master Lu told me before he went in that he had sent a gift to your palace and asked you to handle it."
"What did he give?" Ying Yiren asked.
The eunuch shook his head and handed Ying Yiren a piece of silk: "This is also what Master Lu asked me to give you. Please take a look at it first."

When he opened the silk, he found that it was a map of a house. Ying Yiren examined it carefully and discovered that it was a detailed map of Lu Buwei's mansion.
Ying Yiren had been to Lu Buwei's mansion more than once, and there was even a time when he was drunk and slept with him side by side, so he was very familiar with every tree and blade of grass, every house and hut here.
However, among these familiar architectural features, he noticed that there was an additional small door in the backyard, and next to the door were two words clearly written: secret passage.

"Secret passage?" Ying Yiren was startled. "What does this mean?"
Zhao Zheng, who was standing by, also saw it. He thought for a moment and said, "I guess that Master Lu wanted to escape through this secret passage before, but he changed his mind at the last minute. Not only did he personally go to the palace to apologize, but he also gave this map to my father to show his determination?"
"Determination? What determination?"

Thinking of what Lu Buwei said in the hall before, Ying Yiren understood that these words were not only said to his father, but also to them. So after saying this, Ying Yiren himself understood.
But my father's...

Ying Yiren frowned, but heard Zhao Zheng remind him: "Father, why don't we go back and see what gift Master Lu gave us!"
Ying Yiren agreed with this and immediately took Zhao Zheng back to the Crown Prince's Palace. As soon as he entered the palace, he saw a man tied up to a pillar at the door. "Who is he?"
"My Lord, this was sent by Grand Tutor Lu, who said his name is Lao Ai!"
"Lao Ai!" Hearing these two words, Ying Yiren felt a surge of anger from his chest, and rushed towards the man in two steps. However, he saw that the man was disheveled and his clothes were torn, which must have been caused by resistance during the arrest.
Apart from these, one can tell from his fair skin that this man does have some alluring qualities.

"This boy deserves to die!" Ying Yiren drew his sword from the waist of the guard next to him and was about to chop at Lao Ai.
Lao Ai probably knew why he was captured. Even if he had never paid attention to the things mentioned in the heavenly scroll before, he had learned a thing or two from listening to the idle chatter of the people who were guarding him in the past few days.
He knew Ying Yiren, after all, it was he who personally drove him and Lü Buwei from the border to Xianyang, and he also made great contributions for it. Seeing him rushing towards him aggressively, he knew that he might not survive today.

But even ants try to survive, between life and death, he shouted at the top of his voice: "What crime have I committed? Are you killing innocent people by killing me? I don't accept it!"
His shouting made Ying Yiren pause. After a moment, he put away the knife in his hand, looked at him and sneered: "You are right. The laws of my Great Qin do not punish people who have not committed any crime. Come, hand him over to the Supreme Court, investigate him bit by bit, find out what crimes he has committed over the years, and then punish him according to the law!"

"Yes!"
After hearing this, the guards immediately dragged Lao Ai away. At this time, Lao Ai looked even more defeated, and he knew that it was useless for him to say anything.
He is finished, really finished!

Zhao Zheng naturally would not persuade him. Ying Yiren calmed down a little and patted his son on the shoulder: "Come, come with me to see your mother. Our family has not had a meal together for nearly ten years."
Seeing Ying Yiren and Zhao Zheng come to see her and stay for dinner, Zhao Ji was deeply moved. The family of three had just finished their meal and were talking about the sadness of separation over the years when the king's decree came. It was to let Ying Yiren and Zhao Zheng go outside to receive the decree.

Zhao Ji was feeling nervous and looked out the window eagerly. After waiting for a long time, she finally saw Ying Yiren and his son coming back. However, she saw that they had strange expressions on their faces and it was hard to tell whether they were happy or nervous.
"What's wrong? What did the king say? But, but he wants a concubine... he wants a concubine..."
After returning to Xianyang, Zhao Ji had been thinking about it again and again when she was alone. Although she had not done the things in the Heavenly Scroll yet, for the sake of her husband and Zheng'er, what would it matter even if she had to die?
Think of how Zhao Ji in that scroll eventually died alone in the abandoned palace, earning a lifetime of infamy. Now that she is dead, her husband and son are by her side, so she can be considered to have died a worthy death.
Of course, there is still a little regret, that is, I didn't get to see Zheng'er unify the world, marry and have children. I also couldn't see Zheng'er attack Handan and seek justice for the harsh treatment they had suffered over the years!

"Neither, mother." Seeing his mother's panic, Zhao Zheng immediately went over and held her hand. "Grandfather just issued an order to grant me a surname. From now on, my surname is Ying, and my name is Ying Zheng."
"Ying?" Zhao Ji was surprised and delighted, and looked at Ying Yiren, "Husband, could it be that the king wants to..."
Granting the surname Ying meant that the king not only acknowledged Ying Zheng's status as the eldest son and grandson, but was also preparing to hand over the Qin Dynasty to Zheng'er in the future. Simply put, Ying Zheng had been designated as the next crown prince in advance.

Ying Yiren nodded: "Father has been preparing for his ascension to the throne these days. I didn't expect that in his busy schedule, he still thought about giving Zheng'er a surname. He wanted to take the opportunity of opening the ancestral hall to record Zheng'er's name in the family tree. It seems that father has high expectations for Zheng'er!"
"That's good, that's good!" Zhao Ji cried with joy.

Ying Yiren walked over and gently stroked her shoulder, whispering, "Don't worry, I will try my best to plead my case with my father and will not let you down. You have suffered so much over the years!"
Ying Yiren's words made Zhao Ji burst into tears. Ying Zheng also approached them at this time, standing between the two of them, and hugged them both with his arms...

At this time, Zhao Ji didn't know whether the Zhao Ji in the scroll that day would regret seeing the achievements made by Zheng'er later.
But if she were like that now, she would definitely regret it!

Lei Xiaomeng and the other emperors did not know that because of the appearance of the Heavenly Scroll, Qin Shihuang's life would actually take such a turn in another parallel time and space.
Of course, at this moment, what they are most concerned about is not whether Qin Shihuang’s childhood would be so tragic, but whether they have grabbed the opportunity to leave a message.

Just now I heard the female voice in the sky scroll say that there are actually three chances to leave messages this time, and there is also the chance to enter a lottery or something, and everyone's eyes are red.
If possible, these emperors would have taken up their swords and killed all the other competitors.

So, as soon as Lei Xiaomeng’s video ended, he heard several “ding dong, ding dong” sounds in the background, leaving message reminders.

Lei Xiaomeng quickly clicked on it, only to see that the first person who left a message was called @AnxiousOldUncle.
The question he asked was: Where is Emperor Jianwen?

(End of this chapter)