Quickly wear "I am the empress"

Ying Zheng didn't even notice that he was no longer as calm as before, and his eyes were full of inquiry and anxiety.

He really couldn't understand why he would pass the throne to Yuanman instead of Fusu and his other sons.

I don’t know if something happened to Fusu, or if it was something else…

Why did the letter Yuan Man wrote to him appear in Hu Hai's tomb?

Is the Loulan in the sky the Loulan Kingdom in the west today? Why is Hu Hai's tomb not in Xianyang City, but in Loulan?

With doubts in his heart, Ying Zheng stared at the sky, not wanting to miss any of the scenes inside.

In the sky, Yang Ming carefully opened the envelope and took out the letter that had survived for thousands of years without decaying.

[Father, Loulan has been conquered. I wonder when you will return to the court? ]

After seeing the contents of the letter, Ying Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

Loulan has been conquered... Judging from the meaning of the letter, he has conquered Loulan.

Also, why didn't Yuan Man call him Father King, but Father Emperor?

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

When they saw the letter saying that Loulan had been captured, all the ministers hurriedly bowed to Ying Zheng.

And what is presented on the sky is the world a thousand years later.

As for the ancient kingdom of Loulan to the west, it will certainly be conquered by the king in the future. It should be okay for them to congratulate the king in advance...

Ying Zheng excitedly clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves, "Lin Yi, go call the eldest princess."

Lin Yi nodded respectfully upon hearing this, "Yes, Your Majesty."

At this moment, in the sky, Yang Ming had slowly unfolded Ying Zheng's reply.

After seeing his own handwriting appear on the sky curtain, Ying Zheng's doubts about the sky curtain were basically eliminated.

What this sky curtain shows is indeed what will happen a thousand years later......

As Yang Ming flipped through the pages, the letters between Ying Zheng and Zhiyu were turned out one by one.

Looking at the letters on the sky curtain, the officials in front of Zhangtai Palace couldn't help but shed tears in their eyes. They never thought that the Great Qin would become a prosperous country in the future.

Who would have thought that the king would fight wars in the future and conquer one piece of territory after another for the Qin Dynasty.

I never thought that there would be such high-yield crops as potatoes in the world.

Unexpectedly, under the rule of the princess, the Qin Dynasty was a prosperous country with peaceful people and a peaceful sea and river...

Looking at the letter on the sky curtain, Ying Zheng's eyes felt a little sore.

God..., has been kind to him after all.

It is his lifelong wish to establish a large territory for his children...

In the past, he thought that the person who could handle government affairs for him and allow him to fight wars in the south and the north with peace of mind would be Fusu.

Unexpectedly, this person is Yuan Man.

It doesn't matter who it is, they are all his, Ying Zheng's, children.

If Yuan Man really has this talent, then what if his throne is passed on to Yuan Man?

In the past, he always felt that although Fusu was a bit stubborn, if he was taught well, he might become a qualified king in the future.

Now it seems that he should teach Yuan Man well.

As for Fusu..., just let him be. If he likes to learn Confucianism, let him learn it.

Anyway, the Great Qin will never be handed over to him in the future.

"My son, I pay my respects to my father."

After displaying all the letters, Yang Ming put them away as if they were treasures.

Then he smiled and explained to the screen: "Prince Hu Hai followed the First Emperor to fight in all directions at a young age."

"As the biological son of the First Emperor, I think he should be in charge of the correspondence of the First Emperor."

"So it's quite normal to find letters from the First Emperor and Emperor Wen Zhao in his tomb."

After saying that, Yang Ming handed the sandalwood box to the staff next to him, and then started walking around the coffin.

Xiao Zhang asked curiously, "Professor Yang, are we going to open the coffin?"

Yang Ming nodded, "That's right."

As he spoke, staff immediately came forward to clean up the scene, and the cameras and Xiao Zhang were ruthlessly driven out of the tomb.

Yang Ming said to Xiao Zhang with a smile: "It is illegal to broadcast the opening of the coffin live."

"We can't do anything that violates the law."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhang nodded in understanding, "Okay, Professor Yang."

"Then I won't bother you. If there are any new archaeological discoveries, remember to contact us."

Yang Ming nodded calmly: "Okay."

Hearing the conversation in the sky, Ying Zheng felt depressed.

These descendants actually want to open Hu Hai's coffin. And they are not allowed to see it.............

Seeing Ying Zheng's face darken, the official beside him quickly changed the subject and said, "Your Majesty, the eldest princess is here."

Hearing the official's words, everyone in front of Zhangtai Palace turned their heads and looked outside the hall.

Not far away, Ying Yuanman, with a confused look on her face, was brought to Zhangtai Palace by Lin Yi.

She was having a meal, but Lord Lin beside her father suddenly said that her father asked her to go to Zhangtai Palace now.

After following Lin Yi to the gate of Zhangtai Palace, she didn't even have time to take a few more glances at the canopy hanging in the sky before she felt uncomfortable being stared at by pairs of scrutinizing eyes.

"My son, please pay homage to your father."

After Ying Yuanman approached, he bowed to Ying Zheng who was standing at the head of the officials.

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Yuanman, who was bowing her head, intently, his eyes full of scrutiny.

After a while, just when Ying Yuanman was about to fall, Ying Zheng finally spoke and said calmly: "Get up."

Facing everyone's gaze, Ying Yuanman said respectfully, "Thank you, father."

After saying that, she stood aside politely, her eyes unconsciously looking up at the sky.

This...what on earth is this?

Looking at the calm and dignified Ying Yuanman, the ministers looked at each other secretly. Is this... the future king of the Qin Dynasty?

Just as everyone was quietly looking at Ying Yuanman, a voice was heard from the sky again.

The host Wen Jing, who had disappeared into the sky, reappeared: "Dear viewers, after watching the live broadcast, we finally know who the owner of the Loulan Tomb is."

"Archaeology takes time. From now on, let's not disturb Professor Yang."

"If there are any new archaeological discoveries, we will report them to you all as soon as possible on Today's News."

"Okay, that's the end of today's midday news."

"The next thing we are going to broadcast is a lecture on the history of Qin recorded by a number of historians from the Hundred Schools Academy."

"Goodbye, dear audience friends."

As Wen Jing finished her words, music began to play on the sky curtain and fonts began to roll from the bottom to the top.

Ying Yuanman, who had just arrived, looked at the scene with some surprise. What she saw was beyond her understanding.

Are the people inside here gods from heaven?

"Father, what is this?"