I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 416 Even the Smallest is Still the Ancestral Dragon
【ah……】

【this……】

On the East Asian internet, silence is the dominant theme today.

My mood that day was like riding a drop tower, going up and down, full of surprises.

When Dongguo asked for help, it was put in a difficult position—the problem was solved—the Civilization Trial Grounds dug another pit—Principal Lin is awesome again—uh, is this solution a bit inappropriate?

[Your dad is still your dad] Livestream: "Um, this is just a virtual space, not the real world or real people. I hope everyone will treat this rationally."

Comments: [Not long ago, Zu Long was still giving us a run for our money. There were so many screenshots online of Zu Long and Principal Lin exchanging glances, and we all said it was a mutual respect between heroes. But... Principal Lin, maybe we should find a different way to make money. Your actions are so painful to our conscience.]

Reason tells me that Principal Lin has his reasons for doing this. But emotionally, I truly cannot accept it. Even if it's a fictional ancestral dragon, it's still the ancestral dragon!

[Waaaaah... Principal Lin dares to do it, but I can't bear to watch. Will Emperor Zulong be angry with us and never come out again?]

My goodness, the tension, excitement, fear, and guilt—everyone finally understood how true the idiom "a mixture of feelings" is!
On the trial grounds, under the bright sunshine, a group of young men and women, full of vigor, boarded an oxcart and headed to the Lin residence.

"Ha, a mere abandoned pawn of Qin dares to seek an audience with Prime Minister Lin, he is truly overestimating himself."

"Qin Yiren is not yet the crown prince. Even if he becomes the crown prince, he might still be deposed. Zhao Zheng would like to ask Prime Minister Lin for advice. Let's wait until his father becomes the King of Qin before you speak!"

Tianye lagged behind at the end of the line, feeling utterly desolate, as if she had lost her parents.

"Why that expression? Did you send someone to inform them?" Lin Xiaohe asked quietly.

Tianye gave her a resentful look, as if to say, "How dare you ask me why?" His willingness to do such a shameful thing with Lin Xiaohe fully demonstrates how firm and profound his friendship with her is!

Tianye reluctantly replied, "I sent them."

Sigh, I've made some bad friends. What can I do but stay by their side?
Lin Xiaohe was relieved.

A group of people arrived at the entrance of Lin Xiang's residence.

In Handan in summer, the sunlight is so bright it's blinding.

Zhao Zheng stood before the vermilion-lacquered steps, his simple linen robe slightly damp with sweat, clinging to his thin but straight back.

His hands hung at his sides, but his fingertips were subtly curled, revealing a restraint beyond his years.

His forehead was soaked with sweat, forming several strands. He pursed his lips, his gaze, like a bronze arrowhead tempered by fire, pierced through the sweltering heat of the streets, focusing intently on the tightly closed door before him.

His figure was pinned to the ground by the blazing sun, motionless, only his tightly pursed lips and clear eyes revealing a jade-like, silent perseverance amidst the heat.

Although he is only seven years old, he is much taller than his peers.

Through his back, Lin Xiaohe seemed to see that majestic figure holding the Tai'a sword, pointing it at the sky of the Civilization Trial Field, and a little bit of reflection couldn't help but rise in her heart.

I think I went a bit too far?

"Zhao Zheng! Why are you as annoying as a fly? Do you know how much trouble your behavior will cause Prime Minister Lin? Prime Minister Lin is loyal to the emperor and loves his country. He is of noble character and will never say another word to you," Zhao Jia rebuked loudly.

Zhao Zheng turned around. The sunlight was blinding. He swayed slightly, shielded his forehead with his hand, squinted, and after a moment, he could see who it was.

It's them again.

Zhao Zheng's face turned cold, his lips pursed slightly, and a cold glint flashed in his phoenix eyes.

Zhao Jia couldn't stand his arrogant demeanor. He was nothing but a stray dog, abandoned by his own father. What was there to be proud of?!
"What are you looking at?! If you keep staring at me like that, believe me, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Zhao Jia acted impulsively and was about to step forward to beat someone up when Lin Xiaohe blocked his way.

Lin Xiaohe, hands on her hips, took a deep breath and shouted, "That's right! Don't think that just because your mother sent a few cartloads of brocade, we'll let you off the hook. Do you think we're so easily fooled?!"

Several truckloads wouldn't be enough to go around. If it were all given to Lin Xiaohe, that would be a different story. Zhao Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining silent.

Zhao Jia said unhappily, "Why waste words with him? Let's beat him up!"

Tian Ye's right eyelid twitched, and even with his head propped up, he couldn't see Zhao Ji. He steeled himself and stepped in front of Zhao Jia, saying, "Young lady is right. Are we the kind of people who are blinded by money?"

Tianye was crying inside. He wasn't that kind of person, but he couldn't resist his best friend Lin Xiaohe! She had no bottom line when it came to money.

Waaaaah, he sacrificed so much for this friendship!
Zhao Zheng's gaze swept quickly between the fields and Lin Xiaohe.

Because of Lin Xiaohe and the other two's relentless obstruction, the brawl ended before it even reached the stage of a verbal battle, due to Zhao Ji's arrival.

On the way back, Zhao Jia complained, "It's all your fault, you two, for being so slow and indecisive. Next time, don't waste your breath on him, just take action!"

After saying that, he stroked his chin thoughtfully: "This brat has grown too fast. He's grown taller in just a few days. We need to bring more people with us."

"Mmm," Lin Xiaohe replied perfunctorily, turning her head to look behind her.

Zhao Ji was asking Zhao Zheng something with concern. The anxiety on her face didn't seem fake; she had the heart of a loving mother.

Lin Xiaohe clicked her tongue.

That's true. If Zhao Ji had treated Emperor Taizu poorly during her years in Zhao, he wouldn't have tolerated her so much after ascending the throne.

He tolerated Zhao Ji's affair with Lao Ai in the palace.

Zhao Ji became pregnant with an illegitimate child and insisted on giving birth, which he tolerated and even arranged for palace servants to take care of her.

He could no longer tolerate it until Zhao Ji wanted her unborn son to rebel and seize the throne.

Even so, he merely banished Zhao Ji from Xianyang, placed her under house arrest in the Fuyang Palace in Yongcheng, and declared that he was severing his mother-son relationship with her. Later, after being persuaded by others, he brought Zhao Ji back to Xianyang, where she lived out her days in comfort.

As if sensing something, Zhao Zheng turned his head and met Lin Xiaohe's gaze.

Lin Xiaohe was stunned for a moment, then a smile spread to her eyes. There was no way around it; although Zhao Zheng was virtual, his facial features were almost identical to those of the Ancestral Dragon, only he hadn't fully grown up yet.

Whenever Lin Xiaohe sees Zhao Zheng, she is reminded of the scene where Zu Long led the Qin army to break through the Civilization Trial Grounds.

Zhao Zheng withdrew his gaze and heard Zhao Ji's slightly exasperated voice: "These noble young masters are really going too far! After your father takes us back to Qin, we will never have to put up with this again! Zheng'er, if they bully you again, we will go to their house and complain, especially the young lady from General Lian's family, she's such a troublemaker!"

“Mother,” Zhao Zheng interrupted Zhao Ji.

"What's the matter?"

"Who notified you?"

"Uh... they seem to be servants from the Princess's residence."

Zhao Zheng's eyes darkened: "Mother, prepare more gifts for the Princess's residence and General Lian."

Zhao Jipo said somewhat sullenly, "I know."

“Specifically designated for Mr. Tian and Ms. Lin.”

"Why?" Zhao Ji asked, puzzled.

As the scene flashed through Zhao Zheng's mind, a slight smile appeared on his lips: "To catch the thief, you must first catch the leader. Didn't you say that Miss Lin was causing trouble? If we appease her, naturally no one will bother us anymore."

"My son is so clever!"

Zhao Zheng: Some skills are innate!