Starting with ten elixirs of immortality, I led the First Emperor to rebel against the Qin Dynasty.

However, his casual attitude made Fusu, Bai Qi, and Xu Mofu, who were standing to the side, stare in disbelief.

Fusu and Bai Qi, in particular, recognized the origin of the jade pendant almost immediately upon seeing it.

Black Jade Dragon Pendant!

The keepsake that Father (His Majesty) never parted with!

He... he actually gave this to Zhao Huan?!

Fusu's mouth dropped open, and he didn't even notice the roasted meat in his hand fall to the ground.

He understood the significance of this jade pendant better than anyone else!

Bai Qi was also greatly shocked.

Having followed several generations of Qin kings, he naturally knew the significance of this jade pendant.

His Majesty actually bestowed this item upon Zhao Huan; the deeper meaning behind it is unimaginable.

Although Xu Mofu did not recognize the jade pendant, as a protector of the Yin-Yang School, she was very knowledgeable and recognized the extraordinary material of the jade pendant.

Zhang Han's eyes twitched as he looked at Zhao Huan's casual demeanor.

That's a black jade dragon pendant!

Suppressing his excitement, he respectfully repeated Ying Zheng's original words with slight embellishment.

"My lord said that this is a treasure he acquired at a great price from a merchant from the Western Regions. It can ward off evil and bring good fortune, and he told you to keep it close to your body. If you encounter any fools who offend you in the future, just show them this thing."

"My lord also said that the great undertaking is extremely costly. If... if you, young master, are short of money, you can take this jade pendant to any government treasury within the Qin territory to withdraw funds and provisions. My lord said that he has already used money to smooth things over with those above and below, and those in charge of the funds and provisions are all our people. Please feel free to take what you need and don't be shy."

After Zhang Han finished speaking, he secretly observed Zhao Huan's reaction.

He wanted to see what kind of expression this mysterious Young Master Huan would have after hearing such an astonishing authorization.

However, Zhao Huan's reaction was completely unexpected.

After listening, Zhao Huan simply said "Oh," without any surprise on his face. Instead, he nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Okay, got it."

"Go back and tell my father to feel at ease and contact all sorts of heroes. I know what's going on with the money, so he doesn't need to worry about it."

"This amulet is nice, I like it very much, please thank him for me."

What Zhao Huan was thinking was:

My dad is awesome! Just how big is his business?

They've even set their sights on the Qin government's treasury; no wonder they have the confidence to rebel. My father hasn't been home all these years; could he have been preparing for a rebellion all this time?

No wonder he has the makings of an emperor; my father is just a carbon copy of Lü Buwei!

The more Zhao Huan thought about it, the more reliable it seemed, and his respect for his adoptive father rose to a new level.

Playing with the jade pendant in his hand, Zhao Huan liked it more and more.

He suddenly remembered those treasure appraisal scenes on TV, and as if possessed, he put the jade pendant to his mouth, intending to bite it to test its authenticity.

"shut up!"

"Young master, you mustn't!"

"Brother Huan!"

Four exclamations rang out simultaneously.

Xu Mofu was astonished when he saw this scene.

Zhang Han, Bai Qi, and Fusu rushed over almost simultaneously.

Zhang Han, who was closest, grabbed Zhao Huan's wrist, his hand trembling. "My lord! You mustn't bite this! This is a priceless treasure; what will happen if you damage it!"

Bai Qi and Fusu also surrounded them from the left and right, their hearts pounding in their throats.

"Little brother! Put it down! This thing... this thing is extremely precious, it's not for grinding your teeth!"

Zhao Huan was startled by their reaction and looked at them blankly.

"What's wrong? Why such a big reaction? I just wanted to test the quality of the gold... oh no, I mean the jade, to see if it's real."

Upon hearing this reason, the four of them were left speechless, neither laughing nor crying.

Want to test its condition?

Is this how you try it?!

Zhang Han, his face contorted with distress, practically begged, "My lord, please spare me! How could something given to you by our lord be fake? It's absolutely genuine, more real than gold!"

Fusu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Brother Huan, this thing is obviously no ordinary item. You should put it away carefully and make sure you don't break it."

Zhao Huan looked at the three of them, who were all nervous, and then glanced at Xu Mofu, who was looking at him like he was an idiot. He pursed his lips.

"Fine, fine, if you don't want to try, then don't try. Look how scared you guys are."

He took the jade pendant out of his mouth, wiped the drool off with his sleeve, then found a rope, threaded it through his mouth, and hung it around his neck, keeping it close to his body.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if they had just walked through the gates of hell.

Zhang Han was on the verge of tears, wanting nothing more than to leave this place of turmoil that terrified him.

I'm afraid that if I stay any longer, it will shorten my lifespan.

"Young master... I have delivered the lord's instructions. If there is nothing else, I... I will take my leave now."

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

Zhao Huan grabbed him.

"Since you're already here, have something to eat before you go. My dad's doing business all by himself out there, he probably isn't eating or drinking well, so bring him some nice things back with him."

Without saying a word, Zhao Huan took out several pottery jars from the house, wrapped a large bundle of things in oil paper, and stuffed them all into Zhang Han's arms.

"This is freshly made hot pot base and barbecue seasoning."

"And this is luncheon meat that I just figured out. It's made with pork, and you can eat it straight from the can. It's also easy to carry. Tell my dad not to overwork himself. There's no rush to start a rebellion. He needs to eat on time; health is the most important thing."

"By the way, tell him that although he took the elixir of immortality and won't die, his body will still get tired. Tell him to rest more and not to take advantage of his youth to do reckless things."

"Also, tell him to stop thinking about sending me money. I don't need it right now. Tell him to spend it wisely, to recruit more people, and when the time is right, we'll give him a big surprise!"

Hearing Zhao Huan's "filial piety-filled" instructions, Zhang Han's expression became very strange.

On one hand, he's receiving "rebellion funds" from His Majesty, and on the other hand, he's eating "rebellion supplements" given to him by his son. Is he then going to rebel against His Majesty?

This is just so awkward no matter how you look at it.

He could only bow and reply, "Yes, Your Highness, I will certainly convey your words verbatim to you."

Terrified by Zhao Huan's actions, Zhang Han dared not linger and hurriedly left with his belongings.

Xianyang Palace, Qilin Hall.

Ying Zheng was still engrossed in reviewing memorials.

When Zhang Han brought back Zhao Huan's words and the two jars of seasoning, Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Huan'er, thank you for your thoughtfulness!"

He opened the jar and took a sniff; the familiar, overpowering aroma made his mouth water.

When Ying Zheng heard the story of Zhao Huan testing the authenticity of the jade pendant, he was both amused and exasperated.

He originally thought that Zhao Huan, as a "disciple of an immortal," would disdain mundane things like gold, silver, and jade.

So he had never thought of giving these things before.

Unexpectedly, this kid is quite the money-grubber.

It seems I'll have to prepare some real money for him next time to make him happy.

Ying Zheng felt a warm glow in his heart at Zhao Huan's concern.

Since he ascended the throne, all he has heard are songs of praise and eulogies, or fearful remonstrances from his ministers.

For so many years, no one has dared to use such a casual, even slightly complaining tone, to ask him if he was tired or if he had eaten on time.

This feeling is novel and enjoyable.

"System, still no message?" Ying Zheng asked casually.

This had become a habit for him every time he met Zhang Han.

Zhang Han bowed and said, "Your Majesty, it's still nothing. I've sent men to search the entire Qin Dynasty, but we haven't found any clues about the 'system'."

"Okay, keep looking."