The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 58: The Second Son of Qin

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

When you encounter someone you can't deal with or something you can't solve, just put it off first.

This is not giving up, nor is it being lazy.

This is a strategic means of leveraging one's strengths and avoiding one's weaknesses, and a proactive attitude towards dealing with things.

Ying Chengjiao never clicks surrender when playing games.

If you can't win in a team fight, then split the push with 4:1, 1:3:1, and disconnect the line.

Drag it, drag it down.

Wait for the enemy to reveal a flaw and wait for the situation to turn around.

With Zong Zheng's support, he became bolder and made full use of his age advantage of seven years old.

They were making a lot of noise and jumping up and down, just to prevent Qin Qi from speaking.

He insisted that today was the day his brother would return to his ancestral home, and everything else had to be put off until later.

But he did not ask the Zongzheng to preside over the ceremony, but just wanted to make trouble for a reason.

A setback for Qin Qi would make him lose his fighting spirit.

Second, delay the time and let father find a solution.

The old clan leader Qin Fei deliberately condoned the situation and ignored the complaints from the clan members below.

Wei Yang Jun, who was in charge of Wei Yang, had a dark face. He looked at Qin Zichu frequently, and several times he could only see Qin Zichu's profile.

The prince did not meet his eyes.

Seeing that things were going to be delayed without a beginning or an end, Qin Qi could no longer kneel. He glared at Ying Chengjiao and scolded him.

"That's enough! Then let's go back to our roots first!"

Before he could finish his words, Ying Chengjiao's little face was pressed against Qin Qi's big face, and he closed his eyes, shook his head and shouted loudly.

“Not enough not enough not enough not enough not enough not enough ahh ...

His nose, eyes and mouth seemed to be squeezed together, and his voice was so loud that few people could hear what Qin Qi said.

Qin Qi was unable to do anything to Ying Chengjiao, and in anger, he changed his target to Crown Prince Qin Zichu.

"Qin Yiren! Are you going to hide behind a child?"

The prince held back his laughter and held his breath for a long time, forcing down the laughter that was about to burst out of his throat.

He stood up, took his second son's hand and stood back to his original position, and said to the old patriarch gently:

"Great-grandfather, thank you for your help."

Qin Qi also stood up, looking unhappy.

There was a sound of "clattering" as everyone stood up. All the clan members saw Qin Qi stand up and followed suit.

The tense and solemn atmosphere gradually relaxed, and Ying Zheng was once again the only one kneeling in front of the ancestral tablet.

The old abbot looked at Qin Zichu worriedly, wondering whether the prince he favored had come up with a plan.

Seeing the prince smile and nod slightly, I felt relieved.

He glanced at Qin Qi emotionlessly and said in a deep voice:
"My husband is back! Bow to our ancestors!"

Ying Zheng knocked his head to the ground with a loud thump, a very dull sound...

While the ceremony was going on, Ying Chengjiao held his father's hand tightly.

Qin Zichu looked down, tilted his ear and lowered his head.

Ying Chengjiao stood on tiptoe and whispered in his father's ear:
"Father, have you thought of a solution? Do you want me to help?"

Qin Zichu turned his head and looked around, and made eye contact with Qin Qi, whose eyes were spitting fire at him, and immediately looked away.

He raised his palm to cover half of his mouth, and the unblocked side faced his second son.

A little nervous, but also a little curious:

"Your attack is effective? What countermeasures can you, a little kid, have? Tell me about it."

The second son's improvisation and delaying of time had already given him a surprise.

He never expected that the surprise was not over yet, and his second son's words actually conveyed the idea of ​​breaking the impasse.

Ying Chengjiao also looked around and his voice became a few degrees lower.

"Once the ceremony is over, I will rush over and pull all those ancestral tablets onto the ground!"

Qin Wangzhu took two quick steps, but did not hear what his beloved grandson said.

Qin Zichu, the only one who heard it clearly, shuddered and became so alert that he almost jumped up.

A slap hit the second son on the head.

"You're going mad! You're going to die!" The noise was so loud.

Normally this would be considered a disruption of the ceremony, and the chief monk would rebuke and stop it.

Today, the old abbot seemed not to have heard it and continued to preside over the ceremony, speaking three points slower.

"Zongzheng, this..."

A member of the royal family was angry and reported it, not wanting the prince to continue speaking, so he started it.

The old Zongzheng, who just had poor hearing, immediately scolded.

"Noisy!"

The young man from the royal family choked and his face became even angrier, but he still wanted to say something.

Weiyang Lord Qin Qi coughed lightly to attract his brother's attention and shook his head slightly.

When the royal family member saw this, he groaned in anger and kept silent.

Qin Zichu, who was closer to Zong Zheng, did not stop talking, but his voice was much quieter and he just growled.

"Do you think you can do anything just because you are a child? You will be expelled from the family tree if you do this! No one can protect you! How dare you come up with such an idea!"

Ying Chengjiao explained in a low voice:

"As long as you are still the crown prince, what does it matter whether I am in the family tree or not? I don't even want the Qin family, I don't care about this at all. The lips are separated and the teeth are cold. Father, you are the lips and I am the teeth. If the lips are gone, how can the teeth be preserved?"

Qin Wangzhu, who was sticking close to his son and grandson, heard it clearly and broke out in a cold sweat.

He hugged his grandson and stopped him from moving, fearing that this daring boy would rush up and overturn the ancestral ranking. He said to his grandson anxiously:
"Why is this so?"

His eyes fell on his son, cold and indifferent.

"Just say that I gave you the Tiger Seal of Hangu Pass, and that I ordered the death of the prince of Zhao. This matter is over."

The prince concealed the strange look in his eyes.

"Father, I appreciate your kindness. I want to try it on my own."

Qin Wangzhu did not comment and pulled his grandson to stand back.

No matter how slowly you speak, you will eventually finish.

No matter how long the ceremony lasts, it will eventually end.

"My husband, Ying Zheng, returns to the clan and can be called Qin!" Zong Zheng sang the finale.

Qin Qi, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward impatiently and said:

"This matter is over, it's time to discuss it"

"Zheng doesn't want to be called Qin!" Ying Zheng, who was kneeling on the ground and didn't get up, spoke in a voice as sharp as his brother's.

Qin Qi was burning with rage and stared fiercely at Crown Prince Qin Zichu.

[The little one goes down and the big one goes up, your son is not done yet, right?]
The royal family members below also had the same idea, and they all cursed Qin Yiren in their hearts for being despicable.

Zong Zheng was distracted for a moment, but immediately recovered and said in a long tone, unhurriedly:
"Why?"

The nine-year-old boy stood up slowly, like a young dragon going out to sea, and his words were powerful.

"Chu Lizi was a member of the Qin royal family. He was granted the title of Yandao County in Shu Prefecture. His descendants all took Yan as their surname.

"Zheng wants to emulate Lord Yan and establish his own clan!"

Zongzheng Qin Fei's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly.

"color!

“He has such ambition at such a young age.

"If you want to rely on yourself, don't compete with your brothers for the influence of your ancestors. If you want to build your own kingdom, you will be better than countless elders!
"This is my descendant of the Qin Dynasty!"

The royal family members had no way of speaking out their grievances.

Some felt extremely embarrassed, their faces turned red with shame, and they regretted coming to the ancestral temple today.

Qin Qi looked at the prince with a rage that seemed to be burning through the sky.

[Did you do this on purpose? This can’t all be a coincidence, right? You must have done this on purpose! Damn you!]
A trace of confusion flashed across Qin Zichu's face.

He looked at his eldest son, then turned around to look at his second son.

[I only have two sons, neither of them is Qin??? Was it intentional or accidental?]
Ying Chengjiao looked at his brother, his expression even more confused than his father's.

[No, I am not the Qin clan because I am leaving a place for you. What does it mean that you are not the Qin clan? Let's just say that your fiefdom is bigger than the Qin State?]
[You are not really addicted to eating, drinking and having fun, are you? Give me back my Tongtiandai Qin Shihuang!]
[No, I won’t do it!]
He struggled to object, but was held tightly by the father behind him.

Helpless and with his mouth covered, Ying Chengjiao made a fuss, like a kitten that was unhappy about being rubbed.

Qin Wangzhu smiled and nodded slightly.

[Yeah, sensible.]
(End of this chapter)