Saint Qin Batu

The Mohists are just the opposite. If they can get mixed up with the Mohists, they will definitely be able to deal a fatal blow to the trend of rebellion against Qin in the future.

What's more, what deserves Yingzheng's concern is that the future Mohism will become the key point for Jiang Hu to rebel against Qin.

However, Jing Ke had long since died, while Tian Ming had just been born at this time, so it was obviously impossible for Jing Ke's son to mix with the Mohists.

In order to better conceal Tianming's identity, the sooner he leaves the palace, the less risk of Tianming's identity being exposed in the future.

"What the teacher said is true. A child who has not been weaned will indeed embarrass the teacher..." Ying Zheng held Tianming in his arms, temporarily canceling his plan to send Tianming out of the palace at this moment.

"Hey!" Ji Hao sighed lightly, and said, "One year. After one year, I will take this child away..."

Although Ji Hao didn't know where Ying Zheng knew about his future fate, what Ji Hao could be sure of was that Ying Zheng must have already started to prepare for fighting against fate in the future.

"squeak!"

The gate of the palace was closed again, feeling the warm winter sun, Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Wow!"

A cry sounded from Ying Zheng's arms.

Ying Zheng gently supported Tianming in his arms, and murmured softly: "In Qin Dynasty, the moon is bright and in Han Dynasty, this world has just begun..."

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Chapter 3 Seventeen: The First Emperor

In the Qin Palace, Zhao Gao lowered his head and carefully arranged Ying Zheng's clothes.

At the Great Court Meeting more than a month ago, as the first-class celebrity around Yingzheng, Li Si, who is already the grand tutor, took the initiative to play, thinking that now that Yingzheng has ruled China, his achievements have surpassed the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and there should be one who is more resounding The title of "King" replaced the current "King".

Before the ministers could react, Li Si said the appellation "emperor" which was quite pleasing to the ear.Immediately afterwards, various words that belonged exclusively to the emperor were also listed by Li Si one by one.

By the time the ministers reacted, Li Si had basically said everything he could say.

And Ying Zheng seemed to be quite interested in this title, so he copied Li Si's suggestion without any modification.

Ying Zheng's reaction also made all the ministers who were prepared to say flattery regret one after another. Li Si actually took all the merits of the first kindness.

In order to cater to the title of the emperor, today, Yingzheng will once again offer sacrifices to the ancestors on the banks of the Wei River.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The hourglass in the palace rang a bell.And Zhao Gao just tied the last piece of valuable jade around Ying Zheng's waist.

The control of time is almost no more, no less.Even the eunuch who usually changed Ying Zheng's clothes was not as delicate as Zhao Gao.

"Your Majesty, the time has come!"

After finishing everything, Zhao Gao bowed his head respectfully and stepped aside slowly.At this time, the two maids holding bronze mirrors immediately knelt down in front of Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng looked at himself in the bronze mirror through the bead curtain in front of him, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go!"

"Here!"

Walking out of the palace gate, surrounded by a crowd of eunuchs, Ying Zheng slowly boarded the carriage guarded by the Tianjin Army.

It is the depth of winter at this moment, and the howling north wind is bitingly cold.However, even so, the streets of Xianyang are full of people.

They hugged each other, while keeping each other warm, they raised their necks at the same time, looking towards the direction of the palace gate.

"Da da da!"

The crisp sound of horseshoes sounded, and rows of Tianjin armies riding on their horses, holding their spears aloft, gradually appeared in the eyes of the world.

"I'm coming!"

On the street, an exclamation came from nowhere.Immediately afterwards, before the soldiers of the Qin army guarding the roadside signaled, the people all over the street knelt down like a tide.

"His Majesty is here!"

In Zhao Gao's slightly feminine voice, there was a hint of masculinity at this moment.According to Ying Zheng's request, every time you pass a market, you need to shout.

Yingzheng's carriage was different from the ones he rode in the past.From outside the car, you can clearly see Ying Zheng inside the car.Moreover, the carriage is not big, and only two people can ride it.

As another person above the king's chariot, Zhao Gao unconsciously felt a strange feeling.It seems that it is not Ying Zheng who is bowed down by all the people, but him.

"If, one day, I can also enjoy this kind of pilgrimage..." Zhao Gao couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and said.

This kind of thought has already appeared, and it seems to have taken root. No matter how hard Zhao Gao tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

"hiss!"

As if frightened, one of the six white horses who had been docile all the time suddenly blew softly.

And it was this whisper that made Zhao Gao, who was the driver, sweat coldly.

Zhao Gao, who was unusually vigilant, could clearly feel a majestic gaze from behind him.

A fine bead of sweat gradually appeared on Zhao Gao's forehead.The slight cool breeze made Zhao Gao's heart shiver.

At this time, Zhao Gao remembered that behind him, there was a man who made the world bow down to him.

Lightly riding the horse, Zhao Gao's superb driving skills quickly made the horse lower its head again, and pulled up the carriage with peace of mind.

Almost at the moment when the horse calmed down, Zhao Gao could feel that the gaze behind him disappeared again.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his previous thoughts were firmly suppressed by Zhao Gao.He also knew that as long as Ying Zheng was alive, he would have no chance.

The Wei River can be said to be the mother river of the Qin people, and Xianyang straddles both sides of the Wei River.From Xianyang Palace to Weishui River, even if the journey was slow, it took only an hour to arrive.

"Minister, welcome to His Majesty the Emperor!"

With the arrival of Ying Zheng's car, all the ministers who had been waiting by the Weishui River knelt down and shouted.

Perhaps because of the lack of row upon row of houses, the wind along the Weishui River is obviously much stronger than before.

The cold wind blows the surrounding flags even more at this moment.

Although the surrounding soldiers of the Tianjin Army couldn't see their faces clearly because of the bronze masks, their exposed eyes were full of solemnity.No disturbance could escape their eyes.

"when!"

Hong Zhong Dalu's voice sounded again, and Ying Zheng slowly stepped onto the altar holding the Tianwen Sword at his waist.

"The Spring and Autumn Period has fallen, and the Warring States period is at an end. Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, and Wei all countries despised Qin, refused to join the alliance, wolves coveted the Wei River, encroached on the territory, overwhelmed the border, and plotted to destroy Qin! Unworthy Zizheng, sent troops to the west, and the sword reached Yaohan. Yu Lie, the ancestor of the sixth generation, swallowed Zhou and killed the princes, and acted as the supreme and ruled Liuhe. This is to sue the ancestors! May the ancestors bless you, and the heavens and the earth favor me Daqin!"

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he threw the jade rings on the table into the Wei River one by one.

Looking at the rippling Weishui, Ying Zheng suddenly pulled out his sword Tianwen.Turning around, he looked at the ministers below with a serious gaze.