Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

Qin Wangzheng was 36 years old.

Daqin, Jingshui Pavilion, Jingyang County.

At this time, a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old at the entrance of Jingshui Pavilion was sitting on a stone, with his chin resting on one hand, and he was still muttering.

"It's a pity, if I can enter the Daqin Dynasty Hall, maybe I can change the fate of Daqin and let him continue, but it's too late now. According to historical records, next year when Yingzheng is on his fifth sand dune parade, he will Hiccup, when Hu Hai comes to power, the world will be in chaos."

Zhao Che said with a sigh.

In fact, he is not from this world, but from the modern world thousands of years later.

Ten years ago, due to an accident, he traveled to the world of Daqin.

At that time, Yingzheng had just unified the six countries and established the hegemony of Daqin.

After Zhao Che came to Daqin, he awakened a sign-in system, as long as he persisted in signing in every day, he could get rewards.

Later, he was taken to Jingshui by a man who claimed to be his father and settled down, and then the two separated.

This separation is a full ten years.

Today is Zhao Che's 16th birthday. According to the customs of ancient people, the coronation ceremony can be held at the age of 16, which means he has become an adult.

A few days ago, Zhao Che's father suddenly sent back news that he would be back on the day of his coronation ceremony.

Therefore, Zhao Che came outside early today to wait.

Besides holding the coronation ceremony, Zhao Che has another matter to discuss with his father.

When he first came to Daqin, Zhao Che wondered whether he could rely on his own talent to enter the court to be appreciated by Yingzheng, and then help him make Daqin stronger.

It's a pity that the ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny.

Zhao Che didn't have the opportunity to study, so naturally he didn't have a way to become an official. He wanted to start from the grassroots step by step, but he was suppressed by the head of Jingshui Pavilion.

In desperation, Zhao Che could only give up, and then secretly used the system rewards to accumulate strength for himself.

In this way, even if the history cannot be changed, when the troubled times come in the future, he can guarantee that he has the cards to settle down.

And although my father hasn't seen each other for ten years, it can be regarded as having fulfilled the kindness of nurturing in the past ten years, and there is no shortage of money and things.

In any case, blood is thicker than water, and it is impossible for Zhao Che to just watch his father being dragged into this chaotic world.

"It's already noon, why haven't you seen anyone yet?"

Zhao Che raised his head and looked in the distance.

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"Your Majesty, are you really planning to take the young master back to the palace?"

On the road from Xianyang to Jingyang, a carriage was driving on the road.

There were two middle-aged men in luxurious clothes sitting in the carriage.

It is said that they are middle-aged, but in fact, the two of them look a little older, and their hair is already graying.

Especially the person leaning on the main seat coughed a few times from time to time, and his figure was very haggard.

"Meng Qing, you are also aware of the widow's health. Che'er has suffered a lot from being homeless since he was a child. Now that Daqin's country has finally stabilized, it's time for Che'er to go home."

"Your Majesty, even though that is the case, there are many young masters in the palace, and you have not established the position of crown prince for a long time. I am worried that if you take the young master back at this time, you may be targeted."

"Hmph, none of those rebellious sons make me feel at ease."

Hearing Meng Yi's words, a trace of anger appeared on Ying Zheng's face.

It's not that Yingzheng doesn't want to establish a crown prince, but the problem is that among his sons, there is no one who is worthy of a big responsibility.

Fusu, who was the only one who was slightly outstanding, was taught to be stupid by the old Confucian masters since childhood.

When burning books and burying Confucianism before, Fusu actually accused him, his father, in front of so many people.

In a fit of rage, Ying Zheng dispatched him to Yunzhong County to garrison him.

"Don't worry, when Xu Fu finds the elixir and comes back, I will teach them slowly."

Ying Zheng coughed a few more times as he spoke.

Seeing this, Meng Yi quickly took out a box from his arms, opened it, and inside was a pitch-black ball, which also exuded an unpleasant smell.

"Your Majesty, this is the latest pill refined by the alchemists in the palace. You should take one first."

"Ah."

Ying Zheng nodded, squeezed the ball and frowned, then suppressed the discomfort and swallowed it.

"Your Majesty, we've arrived at the Jingshui Pavilion. The young master is waiting for you there."

After a while, the carriage finally arrived at the Jingshui Pavilion. Meng Yi saw Zhao Che who was waiting on the rock, and hurried back to report.

"Okay, remember not to reveal the identity of the widow for the time being, and the widow will tell Che'er the news after the coronation ceremony is over."

A smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face, and he followed Meng Yi out of the carriage.

"Dad?"

Zhao Che also noticed the two of them immediately, and hurried over with a look of surprise.

"Che'er, I haven't seen you in ten years, and you've grown up so much."

Ying Zheng lovingly stroked Zhao Che's head. Although he had been sent to watch him for ten years, he had never seen him with his own eyes.

The first reunion of father and son in ten years, the atmosphere is still very moving.

"Father, Uncle Meng, you've worked hard all the way, let's go home first."

Zhao Che couldn't wait to pull the two of them and walked straight towards the simple courtyard of Jingshui Pavilion.

"Che'er, today is your coronation ceremony, how are you preparing?"

After entering the courtyard, Ying Zheng asked with a smile.

"The coronation ceremony is ready and can be done at any time, but I have something important to tell you this time."

As Zhao Che said, he stretched out his hand and closed the courtyard door, and looked around very vigilantly.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Seeing Zhao Che's mysterious appearance, Ying Zheng asked curiously.

"Father, Uncle Meng, you two are my relatives, so I won't hide it from you."

Zhao Che's face was very serious, and Ying Zheng and Meng Yi also became serious when they saw this.

"Che'er, if you have anything to say, just say it, as long as you are in the territory of Daqin, Dad can help you settle it."

Ying Zheng thought that Zhao Che was in some trouble, so he made a bold promise.

"Father, it's already this time, so stop bragging, you really can't settle this matter."

"Absurd, there are still widows in this world... Cough cough, your father and I are not fair?"

Ying Zheng was so excited that he almost slipped the tongue, but fortunately Zhao Che didn't notice what he said.

"All right, all right, just treat what you said is true, but this matter, even if the emperor is here, it won't work."

"What? Is there anything in this world that His Majesty can't solve?"

Meng Yi was completely shocked when he heard this.

"Let me tell you the truth, Your Majesty will have a few days to live, at most next year he will have to burp, and by then the Great Qin's society will be in chaos!"

"what?!"

Hearing Zhao Che's outrageous words, Meng Yi's expression changed wildly, and he quickly went up to cover his mouth.

"Gua Counselor, don't dare to say such nonsense."

Ying Zheng, who was behind Meng Yi's peripheral vision, took out a stick out of nowhere.