The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 38: Qin Wangzhu, who enjoys life in the moment
"Mom, I want to go back."

"Where are you going back to? To that brat? You can never stay with that brat again!"

"Mother, I don't think Cheng Jiao has as many ideas as you think..."

Zhao Ji was furious. She didn't understand why her own Zheng'er disappeared for a day and she no longer believed what she said.

"Outside Hangu Pass, he called me mother and calmed me down.

"Your answer was flawless. I believe even Prime Minister Lin would not be able to find fault with it.

"When he returned to Qin, his true colors were revealed. I just touched his head, but he not only dodged, but also called me Madam Ji and said he had arrived home.

“He was threatening.

"Not acknowledging that I am his mother means not acknowledging my status, and not acknowledging your eldest son.

"Qin is his home, not ours.

"His use of political tactics is almost the same as those of the ministers of Zhao State.

“Is it that he doesn’t think much, or that you don’t think much?!

"How can I have a son as innocent as you? You are not allowed to go anywhere!"

In the end, Ying Zheng came out with a fresh slap mark on his face.

Soaking in hot springs.

When Ying Zheng looked at his face in the bronze mirror for the eighth time, the slap mark was almost invisible.

He crawled out of his hands wetly, wiped off the water marks on the scar, and put on off-white clothes made of silk.

This dress has a strange style. It is divided into two pieces like the Hu clothing, but it is looser, more comfortable and slippery when put on.

My brother said this is called pajamas.

"If mother saw this, she would say that this is something that has brought down my will..." he whispered to himself.

The eunuch waiting outside took him to the resting room and asked him whether he wanted to go to bed immediately or have something to eat.

The service was so thoughtful and considerate that he had never experienced before.

He chose to go to bed.

The eunuch considerately blew out the candle and closed the door.

He lay in bed, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep.

His mind flashed back to what his brother had done with him, his mother's interpretation of his brother's behavior, and the extremely appropriate way his brother had just handled the situation.

Flashing back, what the King of Qin said to him...

[My mother said that the prince himself said that he had helped me return to Qin.]
[But tell my brother that it was the King of Qin who wanted me to come back...]
Inside the royal carriage, King Qin Zhu was full of sarcasm.

"You were born and raised in Zhao State, and have never spent a single day in Qin State.

"The former king believed that everything you knew was taught by the people of Zhao.

"It's possible that the blood of the Ying and Qin clans runs in his veins, but he has become a Zhao person in his bones.

"Your mother is your father's legitimate wife, so you are the eldest son, which makes you one step ahead of Cheng Jiao in legal terms.

"Then a possible descendant of the Zhao people returned to Qin, threatening Cheng Jiao, the most promising descendant.

“Of course the late king would not do something that has only disadvantages and no advantages.

"If the late king knew you were like this, you would have returned to Qin a year earlier.

“You are like the previous king, very similar.

“Not like me.

“There are two kinds of people in the Ying and Qin clans.

"One is the former king, you, Qin Zichu, Qin Xi, Ji Jun, Xiao Gong... there are thousands of you.

“The other type has only two people.

"I am Cheng Jiao."

Qin Wangzhu's smile was very strange, and the color in his eyes was as strange as his smile.

Ying Zheng couldn't tell what was strange, he just felt that his expression and eyes were somewhat similar to those of the prince of Zhao before he whipped him.

He felt a slight pain in his body, as if an invisible whip was falling on him.

"Since Cheng Jiao loves you so much, he treats you specially." I will tell you the secret of why he favors Cheng Jiao only.

“Because there are only two of us like Cheng Jiao in the royal family who do not have lofty ambitions and do not want to unify the world.

"Life is only a hundred years long, why make yourself live so hard? Isn't it good to be extravagant and licentious?

“Countless beauties are waiting for you to favor them, countless delicacies are waiting for you to taste them, and countless games are waiting for you to play.

"When you give an order, someone will risk their life to do your bidding. When you cough, someone will hand you a sweet tang.

"I don't enjoy this kind of life, but I work hard and strive to unify the world.

"What good is there in unifying the world?
"Would it be possible for me to grow an extra kidney so I can play with more beauties? Or would it be possible for me to grow an extra stomach so I can taste more delicacies?
"What I have now is more than enough for me to enjoy!
"I will give you a chance. Just let go of your hatred and join me and Cheng Jiao.

"What I can enjoy, you can also have a share, how about it?"

The old King of Qin had a low voice, like the whisper of a devil, luring Ying Zheng, who had escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, into the abyss of bliss.

"My body is old and decayed, but you are still young.

“You have never touched skin smoother than milk, never lifted a waist thin enough to kill, never felt the beauty of flying into the clouds.

“I’ve never tasted stir-fried dishes that were so delicious that you could swallow your tongue, or eaten barbecue that was so crispy on the outside and tender on the inside that you’d salivate over.

“I’ve never played a game for three days and three nights without feeling tired.

“Life is short, enjoy it while you can.

"The suffering you have endured before is nothing compared to the happiness you will enjoy.

"Whether you want revenge or to please me, it's up to you."

A nine-year-old child who had just seen the world was greatly shocked when he heard about the bigger world.

He was in a daze, not knowing where he was. He was so confused that he lost his fear of the most powerful King Qin in the world.

He could still hear the King of Qin's voice in his ears, but it seemed as if there was a layer between them.

It felt very similar to the sounds of him struggling to survive with his head pressed underwater and the laughter of those Zhao princes on the water.

“The former king was optimistic about Cheng Jiao because at the age of five, Cheng Jiao had a quick mind, clear logic, and his speech and behavior were no different from those of an adult.

“When I go to court, I can understand political views and express my opinions.

“Although most of the words he said were naive, they could sometimes bring new inspiration to the court officials.

"It is no exaggeration to call him a child prodigy. The former king regarded him as a treasure and the hope of Qin's unification of the world. I cannot bear to criticize him.

"All the civil and military officials in the court are the same as the previous king, except for me.

"The first time I saw Cheng Jiao, I knew that this kid was of the same kind as me.

"I have no interest in the documents and bamboo slips, and I disdain them.

"When I see a beautiful woman, my eyes light up; when I eat delicious food, I feel satisfied; when I meet someone I like to play with, I can stay up all day and night.

“Isn’t this the widow?

"Although I have many grandchildren, only Cheng Jiao is my real grandson. You are all outsiders with my blood..."

Ying Zheng made a comeback and the problem of King Qin was no longer a problem.

What troubles him now is that his mother and the King of Qin have completely different opinions about his younger brother.

His own feelings towards his brother have also been changing.

Various images played in his mind as he fell into a light sleep.

Day two.

Ying Zheng slept until he woke up naturally. When he opened his eyes, someone helped him wash, dress and get dressed.

He was driven by a driver to the dining palace to have dinner and meet his younger brother.

"How did you sleep, brother?"

He picked up the chopsticks, and the aroma made him feel happy.

"very good."

My younger brother also looked happy.

"That's good. After dinner, let's go play with Grandfather."

(End of this chapter)