Chapter 9 The resurrected Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng!
Su Xing reluctantly accepted.
There is no way, just Ying Taiyi, it’s not a big deal. Since this cheap father chose this name, he can only call him this name.
From now on, he is Ying Taiyi, or can we say Donghuang Taiyi?
While the two of them were talking, some hidden enemy spies were also moving in Xianyang City.
Soon, they were also beside the farmland and saw waterwheels and other objects, and their eyes couldn't help flashing with wonder.
There were actually people in the Qin State who invented such things to assist farming?
“This matter must be reported to the king!”
“Quickly, send the news back to Yan State and report it to the king!”
“We must find a way , get the methods of making these farming tools..."
One after another, enemy spies took out carrier pigeons or flying eagles, tied letters to their feet, and then drove them to fly to major countries.
Soon, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and even individual small countries received news about several useful agricultural tools in Qin.
Looking at the convenience and sophistication of the waterwheel shown in the letter, a minister and king showed surprise on his face.
“Who invented these things and is so talented?”
“Send spies to find this person, it will be of great benefit to our country!”
After being surprised by the waterwheel and other agricultural tools, their attention unanimously turned to the people who could create these agricultural tools that benefit the people.
Compared to those farm tools, the people who can create these farm tools are the most valuable!
Such talents who benefit the country and the people must be theirs!
At this moment, the eyes of many monarchs showed a thirst for talents.
At the same time, there are also some curious people who can create these exquisite agricultural tools. Who among the hundreds of schools of thought is it?
They believe it.
This curiosity will not last long.
Under the investigation of the spies they sent, unless the Qin State is hiding very secrets, they will definitely be able to find out who invented these farm tools!
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Handan, State of Zhao.
As time went by, not only the kings and ministers of major countries, but also nobles and civilians occasionally heard about the occurrence of several special agricultural tools in Qin.
In a house, a beautiful woman was holding a three or four year old child and crying.
"Zheng'er, it seems that your father no longer wants us."
Holding Ying Zheng in his arms, Zhao Ji's eyes flashed with resentment and unwillingness, and she thought of something.
That Lu Buwei escaped from Zhao State with Ying Yiren as a hostage, but only their mother and son were left behind.
In the Zhao Kingdom, their mother and son lived an extremely difficult life. Not only were they closely monitored, but they were also often bullied by the nobles of the Zhao Kingdom.
If she hadn’t been smart, maybe their mother and son would have died long ago!
During this period, he had been hoping that Ying Yiren would take them back to Qin, but what he was waiting for was disappointment again and again.
Especially during this period, she actually heard rumors that besides Zheng'er, Ying Yiren had another child, and it was also a child who was rumored to be a god!
As for the so-called rumors about gods, she naturally scorned them and did not believe them. She felt that Ying Yiren was playing tricks on the child to pave the way for his future.
When she thought of this, her heart was filled with resentment.
It is very possible that Ying Yiren has given up on their mother and son!
Otherwise, why would you attach so much importance to that child, build momentum for him, and be willing to take risks to spread rumors about gods? !
Zhao Ji hugged Ying Zheng, with a ferocious expression on her face, and murmured, "Zheng'er, your father's things are all yours, you must not let that guy take your things away!"
"You must prove to your father that you are the best, not the kid who is rumored to be a god! You must make him regret it!"
When Ying Zheng, who was three or four years old in his arms, nodded in confusion, he seemed to have listened to Zhao Ji's words.
But the moment he lowered his head, his eyes became extremely deep and majestic, as if he was not a young child, but an adult with high authority.
"God?" "Ying Chengyu?"
Ying Zheng was secretly confused.
Apart from him, his only father is Ying Chengyu.
He didn’t understand what was going on with the rumors about the god, and how could it be spread that Ying Chenglong was a god?
"Could it be because of the resurrection of the widow?" Ying Zheng pondered.
His memory stopped at the time when he arrived at the sand dunes on his fifth patrol.
At that time, he was seriously ill. After he fainted, he didn't know anything. Then, he didn't know what chance he got, but he was resurrected and returned to his childhood some time ago.
After thinking about it, he didn't think much about it and thought that things had changed because of his resurrection.
Moreover, no matter what happens to Ying Chengyu, and no matter how rumors spread that he is a god, he will only be the one on the throne of Qin in the end.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but think of some things from his previous life, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little sad.
In his last life, he prayed for immortality all his life, and even said that I admire the real person, calling himself a real person, but not me.
But in the end, he didn't even see the shadow of the real immortal, let alone the elixir of immortality. In the end, he could only die in pain in the sand dunes.
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but reveal desire in his eyes, the desire to see the immortal.
Having died once, he understands the preciousness of life even more.
“I don’t know when I will be able to see a real immortal...”
Ying Zheng sighed secretly, and then he couldn’t help but think of Fusu.
Because the child's character was too kind, he deliberately drove the child to the border, hoping that he and Meng Tian would develop a relationship and change his benevolent temperament...
However, before he could see that scene, he died in the sand dune.
But come to think of it, with Meng Tian’s help, that boy Fusu will definitely be able to stabilize Da Qin after his death!
Ying Zheng thought confidently.
After thinking about this, his attention returned to himself.
In another six years, he will be able to return to Qin!
Ying Zheng had some expectations.
......
Time passed quickly, and three months passed quickly.
Xianyang, State of Qin.
Early morning, Huayang Palace.
The moment the sunlight outside the window shone into the hall, Su Xing slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, his eyes were indifferent, selfless and selfless.
It seems to be that day, and it seems to be the high-altitude god.
Transcendental and one with heaven.
An indescribable temperament permeated him.
Abundant inner energy flowed through his limbs and bones, and his whole body was filled with inner energy.
The inner Qi moves along the meridians in the body, forming the Great Zhoutian that keeps moving!
According to the records on the bamboo slips of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, he has now reached the level of a great master.
The extremely high realm that can only be achieved by a very small number of leaders of various schools of thought, such as Guiguzi, Zhuangzi and other highly respected people!
He accomplished something that would be impossible for ordinary people to accomplish in a lifetime!
Su Xing's indifferent eyes slowly returned to normal.
For a long while, he couldn't help but think, "Grandmaster, it doesn't seem to be too difficult?"
(End of this chapter)