Qin Dynasty: Starting with clinging to Zhao Ji's thigh

Although they hadn't seen each other for a long time, there was no awkwardness between Ying Jing and Zhao Ji.

It's just that I feel bad for Mr. Jing...

Having been "starved" for so long, Zhao Ji now wanted Ying Jing to go through all the procedures he had used to coax her to be happy.

Applying rouge, giving a massage, painting... these are all very basic skills.

When Ying Jing came out of Ganquan Palace, glistening specks of light were already drifting down outside.

Snowflakes fluttered down, dancing in the wind, almost like salt being scattered in the air.

But at this moment, Ying Jing's entire body was covered in sweat.

Serving Zhao Ji was indeed hard work; it was exhausting.

In particular, Ying Jing has become a master of time management this time, having just left Lady Xiang's place.

Lack of energy.

Even with the help of the Purple Dragon of Fortune to restore his mental and physical strength, he was still somewhat powerless.

They were no match for Zhao Ji, who had been conserving her strength for a long time.

"Lord Changxin".

Zhao Gao seemed to have been guarding Ying Jing for quite some time.

Zhao Gao was not surprised by Lord Changxin's seemingly exhausted appearance.

As a wise man, Zhao Gao adhered to his principles.

Just do what you're supposed to do.

Regardless of what Changxin Jun and the Empress Dowager did inside, as long as it doesn't affect his promotion and power, that's fine.

"Steward Zhao, what brings you here to wait for me?"

Zhao Gao is now the chief steward of Ganquan Palace, and has gained some power.

At least within the Ganquan Palace, he was already able to enjoy some of the pleasures of power.

Ordinary palace maids and eunuchs treated him with utmost respect.

Having tasted the benefits, Zhao Gao was even more reluctant to give up the power in his hands.

There's little chance of escaping Ganquan Palace now, so all he can do is continue to climb the social ladder by clinging to Changxin Jun and the Empress Dowager.

Zhao Gao bowed respectfully, a fawning yet ugly smile plastered on his pale face: "I have heard that the Empress Dowager will be accompanying His Majesty to Hanoi. I wonder if the arrangements for the palace have been made properly? I, Zhao Gao, am willing to serve you with utmost loyalty."

Looking for something to do and make a name for yourself?

Or is it to show loyalty?

Or perhaps, both.

Ying Jing glanced at him slightly: "The Empress Dowager's residence is indeed an important matter, but Chief Steward Zhao need not trouble himself with it. My brother will take care of it."

At present, Zhao Gao can only be considered a minor figure in front of the powerful Lord Changxin.

It's not that we're denying him opportunities to improve, but his efforts are misdirected.

"You followed me even before I was officially appointed a lord, so I will certainly treat you well in Hanoi. There's no need to be in such a hurry."

As he spoke, he gently patted Zhao Gao's shoulder again.

"Think carefully about what you should do."

Watching Ying Jingyuan's departing figure, Zhao Gao felt a sense of resentment.

What should he, as the chief steward of Ganquan Palace, be doing?

Of course, it's about protecting the small territory of Ganquan Palace.

Would this give me a chance to climb higher?

Ganquan Palace is such a small place, being a steward is already the highest position one can attain.

However, Zhao Gao really couldn't think of any way to gain greater merit and get out of Ganquan Palace to be given important responsibilities by Lord Changxin.

"I just hope that Lord Changxin won't break his promise..."

All Zhao Gao can hope for now is the empty promises made by Ying Jing.

Everything will be alright once you get to Hanoi!

……

After leaving Ganquan Palace, Ying Jing went to Zhangtai Palace again.

There are some things that need to be discussed with Ying Zheng in advance.

As always, Ying Zheng was still buried in his work at his desk, dealing with the memorials that seemed to be endless.

A true workaholic!

Ying Jing clicked his tongue slightly.

"My third brother looks happy; he must have some good news to bring."

Ying Zheng ordered someone to serve him a cup of tea, and he also picked up a cup of tea to rest for a moment.

"I didn't expect Brother Wang to have a Snow-capped Silver Shuttle here."

Ying Jing was somewhat surprised, and as he spoke, he presented the documents he had obtained from Lady Xiang.

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Both of my brothers enjoy this tea, so how could I not prepare it?"

Snow-capped Silver Shuttle was not only a drink that Ying Jing often enjoyed, but also the favorite of Chang'an Jun Cheng Jiao.

Ying Zheng took the document from the King of Zhao, first looking at the ten cities that Zhao was required to cede, and then at the seal below.

"With this document, at the grand court assembly on the first day of the Hai month seven days from now, I can rightfully appoint you, my third brother, to take charge of Hanoi, and no one can stop me."

Even with Ying Jing's current state of mind, he couldn't help but feel somewhat excited.

"I must thank you for your trust, Brother Wang."

Such a large fiefdom, even granting it autonomy, is something no ambitious and capable king would do.

Ying Zheng's great talent and strategic vision are beyond doubt, yet he did exactly that.

Even Ying Jing couldn't figure out what Ying Zheng was really thinking.

He was no longer the child who had just returned from the State of Zhao and was easily fooled by Ying Jing.

The majesty and profundity of a monarch gradually increased in Ying Zheng.

"Third brother, there's no need for this. We are brothers. If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?"

"Besides, Third Brother, you have made great contributions this time, so such a reward is not excessive."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, but as he spoke, his gaze remained deep and unfathomable.

"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty. I will certainly live up to your expectations."

What else could Ying Jing say?

Since you trust me so much, I can only repay your trust by making Hanoi even stronger!

Ying Zheng's gaze suddenly softened.

"In addition, there is the matter of the Empress Dowager. She wants to move to Hanoi, and I have agreed. I will have to trouble my third brother to take care of her."

Ying Jing's expression remained unchanged: "I will take care of the Empress Dowager, so please rest assured, Your Majesty."

"Before coming to pay my respects to my brother, I had just left Ganquan Palace. The Empress Dowager expressed her dissatisfaction with Chancellor Lü, and I may attend the grand court assembly in seven days."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's teacup, which he had just picked up, trembled slightly.

His gaze grew increasingly deep and unfathomable.

"The grand court assembly in seven days is the beginning of the year, and it is only right that the Empress Dowager attends it."

"As time goes by, even if Prime Minister Lü is unwilling to admit that he is old, he has to acknowledge that the power of time is something that human beings cannot resist."

Seven days later, on the first day of the month of Hai (亥), the beginning of the year, a grand court assembly will be held.

As time passed, Lü Xiang...

That’s enough said.

Ying Zheng still had many memorials to submit, and Ying Jing did not want to disturb him any further, as it would be a sin to affect matters of state.

Watching Ying Zheng slowly walk away, Ying Zheng gazed at him with a lingering look and remained silent for a long time.

On his desk, a book had already been turned over.

"Neither good nor evil, everything arises from the mind."

"Then let me see what kind of place you will make Hanoi if you follow your heart, Third Brother."

"Let me see your true heart!"