Chapter 39 Zhao Zheng: Did the teacher come from the ancestral temple?


Chapter 39 Zhao Zheng: Did the teacher come from the ancestral temple?
“It seems that Mr. Zheng was a capable person who taught him in Zhao State.”

"An eight-year-old child can be taught so well."

"to be honest."

"I was shocked to see the young master today." Lu Buwei said with emotion.

"Brother, you are not only surprised, I am also surprised." Ying Zichu also said with some emotion.

Judging from Zhao Zheng's various performances, his character, courage, and even his conversation.

Nothing is superior.

They are much better than the royal children who received clan education in Xianyang.

"What do you think of the assassination and the obstruction of the palace gate?" Lu Buwei looked at Ying Zichu and asked.

"Obviously."

"My aunt doesn't want Zheng'er to come back."

"But his method is too despicable." Ying Zichu frowned and said coldly.

"At the end of the day."

"The heir has no friendship with Mrs. Huayang, there is only a relationship of mutual use."

"After all, among An Guojun's sons, he is the only one who has no support from his mother's family and is isolated and helpless. This is what Mrs. Huayang wants."

"But now, the heir does not need to worry about Mrs. Huayang."

"Just give them the filial etiquette that deserves respect." Lu Buwei said.

"Brother, please rest assured."

"I know how to do this."

"Zheng'er is the person whose destiny was predicted by the ancestor, and he is also my eldest son."

"His position is unassailable."

"If they still dare to attack Zheng'er, don't blame me for being ruthless." Ying Zichu's eyes flashed coldly.

Prince's Mansion!
“Stupid.”

"Reckless."

"Can you discuss everything with me?"

Huayang pointed at Mi Chen who was kneeling in front of him, looking like he hated iron.

"sister."

"The situation is clear."

"I underestimated Zhao Zheng. He actually dared to enter the city with his sword on his head."

"I really didn't expect him to be so bold." Mi Chen said with a depressed look.

"Even now, you still think it's Zhao Zheng who's bold. Don't you think it's you who are bold?" Hua Yang cursed angrily.

"sister."

"You have also seen what happened in Zhangtai Palace."

"The king actually made Zhao Zheng's mother his first wife and Zhao Zheng his legitimate son."

"If Zhao Zheng doesn't die, Chengjiao will have no chance in the future." Mi Chen said anxiously.

Mention this.

Huayang's brows also frowned.

But then.

She looked at Mi Chen worriedly: "The prince has given an order. He likes this grandson very much. Don't do any more tricks during this period. Mi Lin has been imprisoned and his military power has been taken away. I don't want you to become Next."

"Now that the king has passed away, the court will usher in changes."

"I will try my best to push you to the position of prime minister."

As soon as I heard about the position of prime minister.

Mi Chen bowed immediately and said, "Sister, I'm all in charge of you."

Wait until Mi Chen leaves.

Mrs. Huayang's face showed a deep thought: "Zhao Zheng, how can he be so courageous at the age of eight? Is there anyone behind him to support him?"
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The next day!

In front of the ancestral temple!
Manchu civil and military officials gathered together.

All are dressed in plain clothes.

Around the ancestral temple, and even the entire Xianyang city has been shrouded in white sails.

King Qin died, and the whole country mourned.

As Zong Zheng and Ying Bing walked out of the ancestral temple.

It also announced that this great funeral ceremony was about to begin.

Boom!
Boom!
The bell rings nine times.

"The descendants of the royal family enter the ancestral temple to observe filial piety." Ying Bing said loudly.

echoed.

Headed by Ying Zhu.

Beside him were some of his brothers and sisters, and the juniors behind him.

And next to Ying Zhu.

Ying Zichu followed him.

Zhao Zheng was by his father's side. Of course, Ying Chengjiao was also by Zhao Zheng's side.

The grand ceremony!

All the royal families in Xianyang are here.

Take a look.

The number is not less than five hundred.

"Invite the royal family into the palace."

Ying Bing shouted loudly. Headed by Ying Zhu.

Holding the soul-calling flag used in sacrifices, he walked slowly towards the main hall of the ancestral temple.

Ying Zichu was the second heir.

Zhao Zheng is third.

This is the difference between a concubine and a concubine, the difference in status.

The King of Qin gave Zhao Zheng the status of his legitimate son before his death, which also allowed him to occupy the third position.

"Ancestral Temple."

"The most mysterious place in Da Qin."

Zhao Zheng walked slowly with his grandfather and father, head held high, but out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the ancestral temple in front of him, full of curiosity.

After what my father said yesterday.

Zhao Zheng became more and more curious about this ancestral temple that was opened by the ancestor himself when the Qin Dynasty was founded.

even.

He had a feeling.

My teacher is related to this ancestral temple.

In the teacher’s two years of teaching.

Zhao Zheng also remembered a sentence taught by his teacher.

"Zheng'er, when you are in the world in the future, you must remember that no one will be nice to you for no reason. No matter how close they are to you, you must always be on guard and don't trust them completely."

Because of this sentence.

Zhao Zheng once asked his teacher.

"Then teacher, why are you so nice to Zheng'er?"

For this.

Qin Ying only replied: "You will understand later."

before returning to Qin.

Zhao Zheng has been thinking about his teacher's words.

After the kingdoms were destroyed and China was unified, he could see his teacher again.

so.

My teacher should be from Da Qin.

Yesterday, I learned about the existence of the ancestral temple and its heritage and power.

Zhao Zheng suddenly guessed, could his teacher be from the Great Qin Ancestral Temple?

"teacher."

"Are you in this ancestral temple?"

Zhao Zheng thought secretly in his heart, and was full of expectations for the ancestral temple he was about to enter.

If he could see his teacher again, Zhao Zheng would be willing to pay any price.

For Zhao Zheng, the teacher is not only his savior, but also the light who teaches him everything.

There is the righteousness of a teacher, the kindness of an elder, and the comfort of a friend.

The two years of getting along together made Zhao Zheng unforgettable.

"Female royal family members observe mourning outside the ancestral temple for three days."

"The officials will see you off at the ancestral temple for a day." Ying Bing said loudly again.

"I congratulate you, Your Majesty."

All the officials in the court, all dressed in plain clothes, knelt outside the main hall of the ancestral temple.

To see their king off.

Enter the main hall of the ancestral temple!
A coffin was placed in the center of the hall.

Ying Ji's body was already inside.

There are candles and incense around the coffin.

There was a sense of sadness in the entire hall.

"The etiquette of keeping filial piety, Qi."

Ying Bing stood on the side of the hall and said loudly.

Headed by Ying Zhu.

Hundreds of royal family members all knelt in front of the coffin.

No matter who it is.

My thoughts are different at the moment.

As sad as Ying Zhu.

There are also times when things have nothing to do with you and you pretend to be sad, but in fact you just think about when you can go back.

A dragon gives birth to nine sons, all of whom are different.

Even though they are all blood relatives of Ying Ji, this is how it is in the royal family. It is impossible for everyone to be a loving father and a filial son.

Zhao Zheng glanced at the main hall of the ancestral temple from the corner of his eye.

He didn't look around, but knelt down and looked at the coffin with a serious face.

"Great-grandfather."

"Although Zheng'er only met you once, Zheng'er will remember your kindness to Zheng'er."

"Let Zheng'er take you on the last journey." Zhao Zheng murmured in his heart.

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