The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 63: The Transformation of Ying Zheng, Encouraging Ying Chengjiao to Study

The candles in the palace burned slowly, and the air above them trembled, flashing and appearing like colorless waves on the water.

“Since Zhao has recalled Li Mu from the border at this time, it proves that Li Mu will play a big role in this matter.

"You should quickly send Li Chong to Zhao and tell him to avoid war.

"He and Li Mu's father, Li Ji (pronounced ji), are brothers. According to seniority, Li Mu should call him his grandfather."

Prime Minister Wei Zhe nodded and said in a deep voice:

“The Queen is right.

"The prince shall have another eunuch, and shall be given a thousand gold pieces and ten beauties.

"I heard that Guo Kai of Zhao State was deeply trusted by the King of Zhao, but he was greedy for money and lustful, and he was stingy and self-centered.

"Bribing him might work wonders."

Qin Zichu could not stand up after bowing for a long time, and said with tears in his eyes:
"If Zichu escapes this disaster, it's all thanks to the Queen Mother and the Prime Minister!"

The next day, the sky was just getting light and a red sun was rising in the east.

Xianyang, the Central Royal Palace, Chengjiao Palace, Liyi Palace, and the Front Hall.

Eunuchs and palace maids each have their own duties.

They swept the palace, emptied the thin ash in the incense burner, wiped the tables and chairs in the palace, doing what they did every day.

They were more cautious today than usual.

Because the eldest son, who had arrived early, was lying on the rocking chair on the right side of the hall and had fallen asleep.

Maybe it was telepathy, or maybe it was the strange sound of the back room door.

Ying Zheng opened his eyes, sat up, and saw his brother walking out of the back room with a sleepy face.

The slightly confused brain gradually became clear.

He had a dream, but he didn't remember the content of it, he only remembered that he had a dream.

Now I wake up from the dream.

When Ying Chengjiao woke up and came out of the back room, his brother was already sitting in the rocking chair in the front hall waiting for him.

"Brother, you got up so early? Are you going to play mahjong, poker, or spinning top today?"

He picked up the bristle brush and dipped it in the salt.

He picked up the beautifully carved glass cup to drink up the water, gulped it three or four times in his mouth, and then spit it all out.

While brushing his teeth with a pig-bristle brush, he mumbled:

"How about cockfighting or cricket fighting? Do you know how to play table tennis? I also have basketball, football, and table tennis..."

He woke up in a daze in the morning and kept talking to himself.

It was not until he finished brushing his teeth and rinsed his mouth again that he realized his brother had not responded to him.

"Why aren't you talking, brother?" He looked back puzzledly while holding the pig-bristle brush.

Seeing my brother's solemn face, I suddenly remembered how Ying Zheng looked in the ancestral temple yesterday.

"Oh, right." He asked casually, "Brother, why did you say no to Qin yesterday? I think this is not very..."

Yesterday he was completely preoccupied with his father's affairs and forgot about the important event that "Ying Zheng did not rule the Qin family".

He was thinking about how to persuade his brother to return to the right path in a roundabout way, and he was still making up a story in his mind.

Ying Zheng said seriously and very straightforwardly:

"I don't want the throne anymore. I'll give it to you."

The boar-bristle brush fell freely to the ground with a clattering sound.

Young Master Chengjiao opened his mouth, and the remaining water after rinsing his mouth flowed down, dripping and falling on the ground with two drops.

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said angrily:
"Who needs you to give in? Who needs you to give in!

"You are the eldest son! It is your responsibility to do it according to the law, reason and emotion! Why do you just say you don't want to do it? Why are you so irresponsible!

"Are you worthy of your mother's training of you? Are you worthy of your father's expectations of you? Yes, you are worthy."

As Ying Chengjiao spoke, he walked towards his brother angrily, looking as if he was going to settle accounts with him.

He was raging and looking very crazy.

Ying Zheng stood up and looked his brother straight in the eyes.

The eyes full of vitality made Ying Chengjiao stop talking and his emotions gradually stabilized.

"Without my brother, Zheng would have died long ago. My brother treats me so well, how can Zheng compete with my brother for the throne?" "...My brother is the eldest son, and the throne originally belongs to my brother. The eldest son is the heir, this is the rule left by our ancestors, and the etiquette cannot be abolished. Qin Zheng, you have to shoulder the great responsibility of unifying the world and creating a precedent in history. A real man lives in this world, how can he be depressed and inferior to others for a long time?!"

"Don't try to fool me, brother. Duke Xiao is not the eldest, and King Zhaoxiang is not the eldest. The throne of our Qin State has always been held by a capable person. It was my brother who did not take Qin first and wanted me to be the king. This is clearly asking me to do something! You don't want me to give in to you, so I want you to give in to me, right?"

"I'm not letting you, I"

"Okay! Then let's compete fairly! I can get a chance to become king by holding Zhao Qizi hostage, which is enough."

"Don't interrupt me. I'm saying that I can't be king. I'm not cut out to be king." Ying Chengjiao was a little anxious.

The true eldest son of the Qin State, with flames burning in his eyes.

"My brother is young and talented, why do you give up? Have you forgotten your ambitions in the Xianyang Palace?

"Forget about those demoralizing games, and just think of them as a dream.

"How about you and I study together, encourage each other, let the best become the king, and the second best assist, and do something great with great fanfare?"

Ying Chengjiao was stunned.

[No, brother, you have split personality, right?]
[You've been having so much fun these days, I'm afraid you'll get bored, and I'm thinking about how to get you to stop playing.]
[As soon as your identity as a young master was confirmed, you immediately became a different person...]
He was thinking.

Ying Zheng hugged him in his arms and patted his back excitedly.

“Anle makes you depressed.

"My mother once said that when God wants to give a person a great responsibility, he must first make his heart suffer and his muscles tired."

Before the eldest son finished speaking, he heard his younger brother say weakly:

“When Heaven is about to confer a great responsibility on a man, it will first test his mind and will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, deprive him of all want, and make his plans frustrated. This is to stimulate his heart and harden his nature, and increase his ability to do what he was not able to do before.

"Brother, I know what you mean. You don't need to persuade me. I won't learn if I say so.

"Also, let me go, you're too strong!"

Ying Zheng grabbed his brother's shoulders and pulled him up, with a look of surprise on his face.

"You can actually recite the original text?"

With this hug and pull, Ying Chengjiao was almost shaken to pieces.

He suddenly jumped back, escaping from the attack range of his dangerous brother who was in the excitement buff, and raised his hands flat in front of him.

"Brother, if you have something to say, just stand there and say it. I can hear you."

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"Since my brother is so resistant, it seems that what my father said to me in the car that time was true."

Ying Chengjiao pricked up his ears. He had asked this question several times, but was evaded every time.

"What did Grandfather say?"

Ying Zheng recalled:
“Grandfather said you are just like him.

“I just want to live a life of luxury and have fun.

"I like high positions and power, but I don't like heavy responsibilities."

Ying Chengjiao felt that what his grandfather said was absolutely right.

Ying Zheng observed his brother's expression and found that he was not moved at all, so he became furious.

"I can't keep reading, I'm afraid of the hardship of practicing martial arts, I'm born lazy, and I just want to eat and wait for death.

“My father is old and frail, so that’s all.

"You are so young and act like this. You have accomplished nothing in your life. How is it different from rotten wood and rotten grass?"

He was scolded in person by Qin Shihuang, who was both his idol and his brother.

Ying Chengjiao knew that this was a provocation, but it still didn't work.

He likes to be praised and doesn't like to be criticized, in both lives.

Ying Zheng, who observed the expressions on the screen, noticed that it was effective, so he apologized in his heart but spoke with full force.

“Cicadas hibernate underground for more than a decade, only to break out of the ground and chirp for a whole summer, leaving their voices for the world to hear.

“You were born as a human being, with a lifespan of a hundred years, but you are no better than a cicada that can only live for one summer.

"Lost in the royal family, without any ambition..."

The words became more and more unpleasant. Ying Chengjiao felt that he could endure it, but he didn't want to.

Although my brother is telling the truth, can we just tell the truth? How unpleasant it sounds!
"Isn't it just studying? I've had enough of playing anyway, let's study!"

Sometimes when he got tired of playing, he would look for some classics by ancient sages to read, as he found those books quite interesting.

(End of this chapter)