Chapter 2 Zhao Zheng: Why can’t kings become great masters?
"Why are you bothering me?" Zhao Zheng asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"How do I know?" Xia Yufang shook his head.
Hear what the two said.
Qin Ying also had a faint smile on his face.
How could he not understand Xia Wuji's thoughts.
The two little guys grew up together, and now they are inseparable. For Xia Wuji, this is when his little cotton-padded jacket becomes someone else's.
Enter the house.
Zhao Zheng and Xia Yufang stood aside, as did Zhao Ji.
"Sir, please take a seat." Zhao Ji said very respectfully.
For Zhao Ji and her son.
Qin Ying was not only Zhao Zheng's teacher, but also their savior. Two years ago, when Qin attacked Zhao, Zhao was furious and wanted to take down Ying Zichu's sacrificial flag, but Ying Zichu fled very quickly. Soon, Zhao Ji and her son were captured by the Zhao army in the end. They suffered a lot in prison, and even Zhao Zheng almost drowned. If Qin Ying hadn't taken action, Zhao Zheng might have died that day.
A gift for a few people.
Qin Ying accepted it calmly. After sitting down, Qin Ying waved his hand: "Sit down."
The three of them slowly took their seats.
"teacher."
"You teach your disciples the way of a king. I wonder when Mr. Bai will come back to teach his disciples martial arts?" Zhao Zheng looked at Qin Ying expectantly.
Qin Ying smiled lightly: "Martial arts, the world is prosperous."
"The great master controls the country, and all armies are difficult to defeat."
"It's just that this is the pursuit of a military commander."
"Your future path is not martial arts."
Zhao Zheng nodded immediately: "The disciple understands what the teacher said. Since the teacher teaches the way of the king, the disciple does not want to fall behind in other ways."
"If possible, this disciple will also aspire to the path of a great master."
Said.
A kind of expectation and ambition emerged in Zhao Zheng's eyes.
Obviously.
What's on his mind.
He wants royal power, and he also wants martial arts.
"A king of a country has a country's cultivation resources, but looking at the world, which king is outstanding in martial arts? And which king can reach the realm of a martial arts grandmaster?" Qin Ying looked at Zhao Zheng with a smile and asked.
"This..." Zhao Zheng fell silent immediately.
Think hard.
Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up and he immediately said: "I am the founding ancestor of the Great Qin. In the past, he swept thousands of miles of territory with the power of a martial arts master and established the foundation of our Great Qin. It is precisely because of the founder of Qin that our Great Qin is as strong as it is today."
"hehe."
Hearing such praise from Zhao Zheng in front of him, Qin Ying smiled, and then asked: "Apart from you, the founder of Qin, who else has been there in the past thousands of years?"
Zhao Zheng became thoughtful again, but finally shook his head: "No."
"Do you know why the king cannot be successful in martial arts?" Qin Ying asked again.
"I don't know." Zhao Zheng shook his head, then immediately clasped his fists and said, "Please teach me, teacher."
The smile on Qin Ying's face gradually turned serious, and then he raised his hand and pointed at the sky: "Because of it, it's not allowed!"
Zhao Zheng raised his head and looked at the roof: "Why?"
"A great martial arts master with a life span of two hundred years."
"Can it watch a king rule the dynasty for two hundred years?" Qin Ying said solemnly.
"I dare to ask teacher, how can I break it?" Zhao Zheng was not discouraged, but asked with expectation.
Regarding Zhao Zheng's question, Qin Ying's eyes were filled with relief: "The fact that you can ask this question shows how serious you are, but you can't do it now. Only with the unification of China, maybe something can be done." Chance."
Hear this.
A kind of ambition emerged in Zhao Zheng's eyes: "If this disciple can really become the King of Qin in the future, he will conquer Liuhe, unify China, and break its constraints."
Zhao Zheng raised his hand and pointed at the sky.
There was a kind of determination on the young face.
"I believe Brother Zheng can definitely do it." Xia Yufang said with admiration in his eyes.
Zhao Ji said nothing, but her beautiful eyes reflected the mother's trust in her son.
"alright."
"Let's have a meal."
"Shen Yue will come to teach you how to handle government affairs in a moment."
"Tomorrow your teacher Bai will come to teach you martial arts." Qin Ying said with a smile.
"Yes." Zhao Zheng nodded.
Then he had dinner with Xia Yufang.
For Qin Ying, it doesn't matter whether he eats or not. His cultivation has reached the point of fasting. After taking two casual bites, Qin Ying stood up and walked out of the house.
"The general trend of heaven."
"Qin swept Liuhe and unified China."
"Qin, the second generation died."
"What a plan."
"Unification will be a success, but the second generation will be in vain."
"The death of Qin completely cut off my destiny of humanity, making it impossible for my humanity to condense."
"only."
"You all thought that I, Qin Ying, was dead, but you didn't want Gu to still be alive and well."
"Under the general trend of heaven, Qin unified China, but as long as he is alone, Qin will definitely not die in his second generation."
"The Guhui will use the destiny of China to consolidate the destiny of the Qin Dynasty and the foundation of humanity."
Qin Ying stood outside the house, raised his head and looked at the sky, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
My mind sank into my Dantian.
A treasure mirror flashing with golden light is releasing a faint halo in the Dantian.
There is also a black bead that exudes the aura of chaos surrounding it.
"Treasure Book of Humanity."
"Chaos Pearl."
"With these two most precious treasures by my side, I have nothing to fear from the great power of heaven."
"With the luck of China, you can activate the treasure mirror of humanity to awaken the will of humanity, and with the chaos beads, you can stop the secret of heaven."
"The way of heaven."
"Let's go on."
"Your general trend is beneficial to Gu, and Gu will continue step by step." A sneer appeared on Qin Ying's face.
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Da Qin, Xianyang!
Zhangtai Palace!
On the king's couch.
An old man with white hair, but exuding a suffocating royal pressure, was lying on it.
His eyes were closed and he seemed to be asleep.
He is none other than the King of Qin, Ying Ji.
In a dream.
Ying Ji was wearing a royal robe and a crown, sitting on the throne.
At this time.
The light curtain spreads.
A little baby of seven or eight years old slowly walked into the hall.
Ying Ji raised his head, looked at the baby in front of him in surprise, and then asked, "Whose baby are you from?"
Xiaowa walked slowly to Ying Ji.
There is no uneasiness, no fear, and his eyes are magnanimous.
"Zhao Shiying." The little doll replied.
Ying Ji's eyes lit up.
The little baby walked up to Ying Ji and picked up the bead curtain on Ying Ji's crown.
"What is this?" the little doll asked.
"This is the crown, do you want it?" Ying Ji replied with a smile.
"Six beads are missing."
"I want a bigger one." The little baby's childish voice sounded.
Ying Ji was shocked in his heart and wanted to continue speaking.
But the dream in front of me suddenly shattered.
On the king's couch.
Ying Ji also woke up suddenly.
"Zhao Shiying."
"I am a descendant of the Ying family."
"This dream is a little too real."
Ying Ji raised his head, with a look of intoxication on his old face.
Subsequently.
Ying Ji slowly sat up from the king's couch and said loudly: "Transcription."
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