The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 39 Grandson, you are really good at having fun
Beigong, Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng stood under the mottled walls of the Xianyang Palace, looked up, and had a feeling as if he had just arrived in the Qin State.

The main colors of Zhangtai Palace are blue and black, and the tiles are covered with black tiles.

The same was true of the Xianyang Palace.

Although they have the same architectural style, the two gave Ying Zheng completely different feelings.

Compare the two phases.

Zhangtai Palace exudes brightness and youthfulness, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock, full of energy of young people.

The Xianyang Palace is old and decrepit, like the setting sun over the western hills, or an old man who sits or lies in one place and refuses to get up.

"In order to implement the new law, Shang Jun suggested that Duke Xiao move the capital, and Duke Xiao agreed and decided on Xianyang.

"As soon as the capital was moved, the construction of Xianyang Palace began. Xianyang Palace grew strong along with the Qin State."

Ying Chengjiao accompanied his brother out of the car and patiently explained that he wanted to fill in the nine-year gap for his brother.

He wanted his brother to understand Qin, recognize Qin from the bottom of his heart, and have a strong sense of belonging to Qin.

Instead of being forced to choose Qin because of the desire to take revenge on Zhao like now.

Ying Zheng said "hmm" to show that he was listening carefully.

On the city wall, the guards confirmed the identities of the two men and slowly opened the city gate.

The two gray-black doors pushed open, and the old man in Xianyang Palace slowly opened his eyes.

The two brothers did not take a car, but walked in and stepped into the cool and dark corridor.

Ying Chengjiao pointed at the soldiers on duty around.

"When the Xianyang Palace was built, the Qin State was seen by foreign countries as a barbarian country struggling to survive. King Xiao was unsure at the time, so he arranged for a sharp soldier to guard every five steps."

He asked his brother to look forward.

Ying Zheng looked over and saw a hole of light in the darkness.

"The tunnel is also very long. If the Wei Kingdom attacks, we can slow down their pace here and buy time for evacuation." Ying Chengjiao smiled and said, "It's actually an escape."

Ying Zheng also laughed along, but as he considered himself a prince of Qin, he actually didn't find the joke funny.

"Before this passage was put into use, Duke Xiao died and King Huiwen took over.

"Not long after, Shang Jun also passed away.

"Also accompanying them was the Qin State, which was nearly destroyed by the Wei State.

"And this Xianyang Palace."

Ying Chengjiao spoke slowly, but the two brothers walked very fast.

The corridor came to an end, the darkness melted into the light, and the two officially entered the Xianyang Palace.

"At that time, King Huiwen, with the help of Mi Bazi, built the Zhangtai Palace in imitation of the Zhanghua Palace of the Chu State.

"The corridor of Zhangtai Palace is very short, and there are no sharp soldiers.

"King Huiwen clearly told the world that Qin was no longer the weak country that was always on guard against foreign invasion and whose ruler was ready to flee.

"The completion of the central royal palace, Zhangtai Palace, marked the Qin State's shift from defense to offense and its march eastward."

Ying Zheng's breathing unconsciously quickened, as if he was getting rid of his burdens and being reborn as the ancient country did.

He announced to the six states in Shandong that he would chase the deer in the Central Plains.

The two of them got in the carriage, which was jolting and shaking with four horses. The riding experience was far worse than when they were in Zhangtai Palace.

His butt wasn’t healed yet, so Ying Chengjiao lay on the cushion.

"The Xianyang Palace has been out of use for many years. Only a few hidden officials are left to repair it. The roads are not easy to travel on."

He explained.

Ying Zheng hummed softly again, indicating that he understood.

She lifted the curtain, looked at the palace outside, and continued to listen to her brother's story.

"The politics of the Central Palace, the government offices of Zhangtai Street, the imperial mausoleum of the Eastern Palace, the gardens of the Western Palace, and the Southern Palace to be built.

“People who have not experienced that era and cannot enter the Xianyang Palace are curious about what is inside the North Palace.

“It’s all in here.

"At that time, the Qin State was far less powerful than it is now, and the monarch's palace and the offices of officials were all built in the Xianyang Palace.

“There is no imperial tomb, and the gardens have not been built.

"The Qin State had to use up all its strength to survive, but Duke Xiao and Lord Shang forcibly extended the Qin State's life in the Xianyang Palace.

"That generation of Qin people worked hard to build our present day, and brother!"

Ying Chengjiao emphasized his tone and looked serious.

Ying Zheng heard the excitement in his brother's words, lifted the curtain with his hand, turned back and looked at him, a little confused.

"Ok?"

The two of them were lying down, one lying on their stomach and the other lying down, very close to each other.

Ying Chengjiao grabbed Ying Zheng's hand on his leg with his two little hands and squeezed it with a little force.

“We must also be like Duke Xiao and Lord Shang.

"No! We have to surpass them!

"We will destroy the six kingdoms, unify the Central Plains, and make the world have only one name!
“Qin!

"We want to make the places visible to the eyes and the places invisible to the eyes all become the territory of our Great Qin!
"Duke Xiao saved the country, and we founded it!
"The six kings are gone, the world is one, and we will create a great world that has never been seen before!"

Ying Chengjiao danced with joy, his face flushed with excitement.

He got up, stood on the bed, grabbed his brother's shoulders, and nodded vigorously.

"Brother, do you have confidence?"

Ying Zheng: "..."

Looking at his brother's bright eyes, he nodded slightly stiffly.

"……Have."

"Louder! Brother! You are not firm enough! You must firmly believe that you are the best in the history and that even the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are not as good as you!"

"...Didn't you just talk about us?"

"Don't worry about these details. Those who achieve great things don't pay attention to small details! Brother! You are the best! King Qin Ying Zheng! Do you have the confidence to lead the Qin State to the peak and unify the world?"

Perhaps he was touched by the words "King of Qin", or perhaps he was performing to cooperate with his younger brother.

The nine-year-old boy clenched his fists and opened his eyes wide.

"Have!"

"Cai! Very good, very good!"

Ying Chengjiao gave his brother a thumbs up and praised him repeatedly.

Ying Zheng straightened his chest and raised his head, and there seemed to be a bit of majesty on his face.

Outside the carriage, in the front room, the driver hadn't whipped the car for a long time.

He lowered his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and tried hard not to laugh. It was very difficult.

An extremely simple pavilion.

The four stone pillars were not evenly polished or painted.

The roof of the pavilion is like a lid, with no eaves and no carvings.

There was a stone table under the pavilion, on which was spread a large piece of black silk, on which were scattered small rectangular pieces of jasper.

There were four stone benches beside the table, with four people sitting on them.

King Qin Zhu, the King of Qin, Han Ming, the Minister of Chariots, and the two brothers Ying Zheng and Ying Chengjiao.

There was still a blush of excitement on Ying Zheng's face. He was holding a small piece of jade in his hand and looking at his younger brother who was staring at him eagerly. It felt a little unreal.

"Brother, please let me have a bite, don't leave me without a single piece." The younger brother looked a little desperate.

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, then said:
"what would you like?"

"A cake! The one with only one circle!"

Ying Zheng found a cake and threw it into the pile of cards.

"Hu!"

"Hu!"

"Hu!"

Qin Wangzhu, Han Ming, and Ying Chengjiao shouted almost at the same time and pushed down the cards in front of them one after another.

The three of them were delighted.

Ying Zheng turned his head to look at the three people, then looked down at the thing called mahjong in front of him and sighed.

One shot and three shots.

This was the first time Ying Zheng heard this word.

He distributed the beautiful jades in front of him to the three people, and found that he had only a few beautiful jades left, less than ten pieces.

Before the game of mahjong began, the four players had an equal number of jades.

He raised his head to look at the beautiful jade in front of his brother, which was almost piled up into a mountain, and leaned slightly towards him.

"Brother, when you talked about the rules of the game before, you didn't say that one person can win, so how can three people win?"

Ying Chengjiao tilted his head, looking confused.

"Hmm? Didn't I tell you? I did tell you, brother, you must not have remembered it. I'll tell you again, if one person plays, all three can win."

"Brother, you definitely didn't say that... You said you wanted to eat me, so I beat you, but you lost." "All is fair in war, that's what Sun Tzu said."

Ying Zheng nodded silently, sat up straight, and looked obviously more serious.

Qin Wangzhu and Chariot Officer Han Ming were both a little nervous.

Don’t think that Ying Zheng is a loser just because he has the least beautiful jades and always loses.

That’s because Ying Chengjiao didn’t explain the rules clearly at all, and Ying Zheng lost all the jades due to the unknown rules.

And now, after losing more than a dozen games, the rules are almost out...

Ying Chengjiao pretended to be calm, but he was actually the most nervous.

He sat next to his brother, and from the fourth hand onwards, he basically couldn't get any cards.

He thought back to the more than ten hands of cards his brother had lost, and was surprised to find that his brother had only clicked the cannon twice, not counting the one he had just cheated.

After the cards are stacked, four players each grab a card and sort it out.

After playing twelve or thirteen rounds, Ying Chengjiao's hand was ready, and he only needed one winning card.

The older brother plays a card.

"One."

This is the one that Ying Chengqiu got, and he said excitedly:

"bump!"

Push the cards.

"Thirteenth Yao! Hahaha, he's still my biological brother."

He is smiling.

Qin Wangzhu coughed twice and said:
"Look down and see what Zheng'er is hitting."

Ying Chengjiao was still smiling, but when he looked down, he froze. There were two big words written on the "one" note.

He picked up the "one piece" and slammed it on his brother's side, shouting:
"You call this one? This is ninety thousand!"

Ying Zheng said slowly:

"All is fair in war. Are you looking at the cards or waiting for them?"

"……Row."

Half an hour later, there was no more jade left in front of Ying Chengjiao. He had lost everything to his brother.

He hadn't received any cards since the round in which he cheated his brother.

King Zhu of Qin looked at the beautiful jades piled up in front of Ying Zheng and smiled happily.

"Grandson, you are quite good at playing."

Ying Zheng didn't know how to respond and he was a little excited.

The King of Qin changed from calling him by his name, to Zheng'er, and then to grandson. This is an excellent trend.

Fortunately, the King of Qin was not so persistent as to demand his response and clapped his hands happily.

"Come on, come on, next one, next one!"

Ying Zheng pushed all the beautiful jades to the middle of the table.

Qin Wangzhu was puzzled.

"What does this mean?"

Ying Zheng was also puzzled.

"Don't we have to start over again?"

He pointed to the beautiful jade he had won.

“No redistribution?”

Qin Wangzhu laughed and pointed at Ying Zheng's face.

"You, you are so stingy! What you won is what you won, why would you give it back?

"Someone! Collect them for my grandson and take them with him when he returns!"

Ying Zheng opened his mouth, somewhat unconvinced.

All these beautiful jades were given to him?
Just played this thing called mahjong for a while?
He always thought that these beautiful jades were only given temporarily and were props for playing mahjong.

When another batch of colored glaze was brought to the table, Ying Zheng was somewhat certain that those beautiful jades seemed to really belong to him.

His eyes couldn't help but become hot.

A piece of beautiful jade was enough for him and his mother to live in Zhao State for half a year.

He now owns nearly one hundred yuan. Even if he leaves Qin, he and his mother will have no worries about food and clothing!
He was full of energy and much more proactive than before.

Very active, winning seven games in a row.

Qin Wangzhu raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Are you short of money in Zhao?"

Ying Zheng fought and answered at the same time without any delay.

"Yes, I live with my mother. I am able to survive only because of my mother's dancing for people."

[That may not be the case. As long as Lin Xiangru is alive, you will not die.]
Qin Zhu thought, but said:
"Didn't Lin Xiangru give you and your son any money? Could he tolerate his granddaughter going out to dance?"

Ying Zheng's face suddenly darkened.

“The King of Zhao won’t allow it.

“The King of Zhao wants my mother and I to live alone, without any help from anyone.

"unless……"

Qin Zhu frowned.

"Hurry up and tell me! It's not fun at all!"

Ying Zheng threw out a white board and whispered:
“Unless you treat my injuries.

“The prince of Zhao State enjoys torturing me.

"King Zhao always asks the imperial physician to treat my injuries, otherwise I won't survive more than three days."

At the beginning, his body was as smooth as a blank slate.

And now, scars are everywhere.

Qin Wangzhu's eyes changed, and he quickly lowered his head and pushed away the two white boards in front of him.

"bump."

Three days in a row.

The two brothers stayed in the Xianyang Palace with the King of Qin.

Ying Chengjiao took his brother to play poker, mahjong, cockfighting and pot-throwing... and brought his brother a life he had never experienced before.

Ying Zheng adapted very quickly, especially to games like mahjong and poker. After playing a few rounds, he could catch up with someone who had been playing for several years.

Zhao Ji personally came to find Ying Zheng and asked him to go back to study and practice martial arts.

Ying Zheng was unwilling.

Under the gaze of Qin Wangzhu, Zhao Ji did not dare to take action, and she appealed to his emotions and reason.

Unsuccessful.

She saw joy and obsession in her son's eyes that she had never seen before.

She panicked.

She wanted to scold her son to wake him up, or even beat him to wake him up.

But Qin Wangzhu was right beside her, so she didn't dare.

Although the old King of Qin was very old, he looked like he would die at any time.

But as long as he is alive, he will still be the King of Qin, the most powerful king in the world!

Ji Yaotiao had no choice but to leave, feeling despair in her heart.

Without his mother's nagging, Ying Zheng ate when he was hungry, drank when he was thirsty, and played games day and night.

Seven days later, all the prominent figures in the Qin State knew about it.

The King of Qin had a grandson named Ying Zheng, who was very favored.

On this day, the two brothers accompanied the King of Qin to eat barbecue, chat casually, and talk about life in Zhao State.

Qin Wangzhu learned about the sufferings that Ying Zheng had endured in Zhao State and asked:
"Don't you want to go back for revenge?"

Ying Zheng was eating lamb skewers with a happy look on his face.

"This mutton kebab is so delicious, so delicious that I just want to taste it."

Qin Wangzhu laughed out loud.

"You like it, let's continue tomorrow! You are just too young to appreciate the beauty of a woman. That is the beauty that makes you stop thinking about the past."

Ying Chengjiao, his mouth full of oil, interrupted:
“Can’t continue tomorrow.

"Brother, there is a prince of Zhao who is held hostage here. We will seek revenge on him tomorrow."

Ying Zheng shook his head vigorously.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that Zhao Gao was here too."

"Wait!" Ying Chengjiao's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you think the name of that prince of Zhao is? Zhao Gao?"

(End of this chapter)