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

Confucius, standing by a river, said: "Time flows on like this river, never ceasing day or night."

If there is a mysterious force in this world that can change everything invisibly, then time must be one of them.

This force is unaffected by anyone's will and leaves an indelible mark on everyone.

Winter goes and spring comes; flowers wither and bloom again.

Time flies like water, passing by in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, it had been nine years since King Zheng of Qin was born.

Hanoi, the residence of Prince Jangshin.

Spring flowers are in full bloom, with the garden bursting into vibrant colors and vying for attention, filling the air with their sweet fragrance.

A babbling stream meanders through the garden, and an exquisite rockery stands by the lake. A clever mechanism brings in a constant flow of fresh water, giving the entire garden a vibrant life.

"Time flies like a galloping horse, and the sun and moon pass like falling flowers and flowing water..."

As he gently inhaled the fragrance of the flowers in the garden and gazed at the flowing water in the center of the lake, Ying Jing's thoughts drifted, and he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

It all seems like yesterday that I was granted autonomy over my fiefdom after returning from my mission to the State of Zhao.

But now, Ying Jing has been in Hanoi for almost four years, and this is his fifth year.

He's already nineteen!

Beside Ying Jing, Wei Qianqian wore a white dress, her brows softened, and her whole demeanor was gentle and graceful.

The girl of yesteryear has matured into a graceful woman, and the boy of yesteryear is no longer naive.

Now, Ying Jing has grown quite a bit taller, and his features have become more heroic, handsome yet masculine, and his figure is even more dashing, tall but not bulky.

The childishness that once lingered on his face has completely faded, and he now appears composed and reserved.

"Your Majesty is not old yet, why be so sentimental about spring and autumn?"

Li Wu hasn't changed much, but after all these years of development, she seems to have become much fuller.

With abundant fruit, a curvaceous figure, and a butterfly pattern on her forehead adding a touch of liveliness.

With graceful, mysterious steps, Li Wu held a fruit platter in her hands, which was filled with pre-cut fruit pieces.

She gently peeled a lychee, picked it up with her slender hands, and fed it to Ying Jing, her body almost pressed against his.

Every gesture she makes exudes boundless charm, her alluring figure is on full display, and her eyes are filled with love and tenderness.

Time seemed to have been exceptionally kind to Li Wu; the marks it left behind did not bother her, but instead brought her to the best years of her life.

She possesses the charm of a mature woman, yet retains a touch of girlish brightness.

"Perhaps His Majesty has been reminded of an old flame; just yesterday, the Net sent a letter to the State of Zhao..."

Her stunningly beautiful and captivating appearance remains undiminished, and her alluring and graceful figure is even more enchanting.

Six hairpins were inserted diagonally among her long, black hair, yet her cascading hair still trailed down to her waist.

The fiery red dress had a slit, and her long, slender legs, as beautiful as jade, were adorned with flame patterns, exuding a sexy yet wild charm.

Yan Lingji has become even more charming and stunning, but her personality has not changed.

In the entire mansion, she was the only one who dared to tease Lord Changxin like that.

Ying Jing's face was calm, with a hint of ease in his eyes. He was quite tolerant of Yan Lingji's teasing.

"The letter yesterday was indeed sent to Yuki-hime. We have news about your brother's whereabouts."

Ying Jing quietly admired the three beauties in the garden, his deep eyes as still as an ancient well, and he spoke calmly.

Yan Lingji was stunned for a moment.

Given the intelligence capabilities of the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven), they had searched for so long without finding it, and she had almost given up hope!

However, over the years, Ying Jing had promised her the title of Queen of Baiyue, and since she had already been thoroughly taken advantage of by Ying Jing through a combination of coaxing and deception, she no longer had any intention of leaving.

Unexpectedly, I heard such news today.

"According to the information Xue Ji conveyed, your younger brother is now a merchant in the State of Zhao, often traveling between the States of Yan and Zhao. He has a wife who is not very beautiful but is very kind, and he lives a very happy life."

Ying Jing remained calm as he uttered a piece of news that would surely make Yan Lingji devote all her attention to it.

"Your Majesty..."

Ignoring the presence of Wei Qianqian and Li Wu in the garden, Yan Lingji threw herself into Ying Jing's arms.

She wrapped her arms around Ying Jing's neck, her long, strong legs wildly straddling his waist.

Her red lips fell like raindrops pattering on banana leaves.

He truly showed all the women what it means to be both tender and passionate.

Li Wu and Wei Qianqian's faces immediately flushed red, their fair skin and delicate collarbones covered with a layer of pink blush.

Even though she was already very close to Lord Changxin, Yan Lingji's bold actions still made her blush.

Ying Jing was only nineteen years old, in the prime of his youth, and full of youthful vigor. He couldn't help but feel a little restless.

Fortunately, the arrival of the embroiderer forced Yan Lingji to put an end to her wildness.

It wasn't that she was embarrassed; she was already very familiar with all the women.

In addition, the Baiyue people were very straightforward and didn't know how to restrain themselves.

However, Xiu Niang has been by Ying Jing's side the longest and holds the most special position. Now she is in charge of organizing the intelligence of Luo Wang and often has important things to report.

The embroiderer had changed the least among the women. She was still wearing the same black dress that clung to her body, perfectly showcasing her graceful figure. Her mature charm had deepened slightly, but she no longer wore the wolf head mask.

“Young master… there have been some problems in Korea. The books, papers, and other glass items that our caravan was transporting have been robbed.”

The embroiderer's words immediately made Ying Jing frown slightly.

In the past few years, Ying Jing's development has certainly not stagnated. Back then, Gongshu Ban, the head of the Gongshu family, was appointed as the supervisor of the Hanoi construction by Ying Zheng. The first thing Ying Jing did after arriving in his fiefdom was to subdue the Gongshu clan.

Faced with Lord Changxin, who was at the height of his power in Qin and deeply trusted by the King of Qin, and especially since he could produce some unexpected and creative blueprints, Gongshu Ban wisely submitted to Ying Jing's command.

With the help of the Gongshu family's mechanical skills, Ying Jing naturally created many good things.

Like glass... it should now be called crystal.

For example, wine... There are many kinds of wine flowing from Hanoi... such as Shenxiandao, Zuiwanghou, Yaotai Yuye, etc.

Of course, paper and books were also indispensable, and they were especially popular in the State of Qi, providing many conveniences for Confucian scholars.

In short, all kinds of goods flowing out of Hanoi are rare and precious, and are highly sought after by all kinds of people.

"Ji Wuye eats so much every year, what does he say about that?"

The potential profits were too great; even with the backing of the Qin state, it was impossible for Ying Jing to take them all by himself.

Over the years, Ying Jing has been cooperating with some high-ranking nobles from the six states.

In South Korea, General Ji Mu-ye's Night Curtain is involved in all aspects of military, political, financial, and espionage affairs, making him an indispensable figure.