Cheng Qiao was a person who made decisions quickly and resolutely. The next day, after attending the morning class, he took Ying Zheng to Yong Temple together.
In the side hall of Yong Palace, a palace dedicated to dining, when he saw his two sons coming hand in hand, Ying Zichu quickly ordered the eunuchs around him to add seats, bowls and chopsticks.
"Zheng'er, Cheng'er, why do you have time to visit our father together today?"
Ying Zichu put down his chopsticks, opened his mouth with a shy belly, and spoke with a smile. The imperial aura on his body completely subsided, just like an ordinary loving father.
Since Ying Zichu was a hostage in the Zhao Kingdom in his early years, and King Qin Xiaowen had many sons and daughters, he did not enjoy his father's love at all. Therefore, Ying Zichu was particularly fond of his two sons.
Cheng Qiao couldn't help but frown slightly when he looked at the figure that didn't match his father's appearance and the greasy dishes on the table. His father was usually busy with government affairs and had little rest time and little exercise. He preferred to drink. How can your body endure eating dishes that are heavy in oil and salt?
If he remembered correctly, in history, King Zhuangxiang of Qin won Zichu in the third year of King Zhuangxiang's reign, before 247 BC, which was in May of this year, he fell ill and died.
Although I don’t know when his father, the king, passed away in the Qin Dynasty world, I guess the time was not much different.
This is also one of the important objective reasons why Cheng Qiao gave up his position as crown prince. Once his father dies, without the Dinghai Divine Needle, his probability of winning will drop a lot.
I don’t want to be the prince or the king of Qin in the first place. The longer I delay, the less beneficial it will be. Let’s cut the mess quickly!
"Cheng'er, what's wrong with you? You don't look happy?"
Seeing that Ying Zheng had saluted him, but Cheng Qiao frowned, Ying Zichu couldn't help but ask worriedly.
"Father, you are usually not in good health. How can your body tolerate eating these oily and salty things?"
Hearing that Cheng Qiao was concerned about his health, Ying Zichu felt his heart go into his stomach. He was very happy because it was his younger son who cared about others. Although Zheng'er was also very good, he was not that considerate.
"Don't worry, my father knows his own body well. If he likes to eat these things, it means that he lacks these things in his body. You are still young and don't understand."
Ying Zichu's words left Cheng Qiao speechless.
Why is this the same as the theory of the founder of the country? The man who likes to eat spicy food also thinks that his body is lacking in spicy food, so he should take a good supplement of spicy food, but the life span of the two is completely incomparable.
This one was a short-lived ghost who died young, but that one lived for almost two and a half years as King Zhuang Xiang, so he lived a long life.
After all, people are different, and I don’t have any clues in my heart...
Although he complained in his heart, Cheng Qiao did not dissuade him. His father was also a very stubborn person, but he secretly made up his mind to invite top famous doctors to take care of his father's health before he got sick.
The longer his father lives, the greater the benefits will be to the Qin State, him and Ying Zheng. It is best to live until Ying Zheng is crowned, that is perfect!
Although he knew that this was impossible, as his father's body was already riddled with holes, he still wanted to extend his life if he could.
"Okay, maybe my father is right."
Cheng Qiao bowed his hands in salute, stood up and spoke again, with a solemn expression on his face.
"This time I came here to ask my father to make my brother the crown prince!"
Ying Zichu was shocked when he heard this. After he woke up, he looked at Cheng Qiao and then at Ying Zheng. His smile faded, his face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Cheng'er, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Father, my son is very awake!"
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Qiao slightly modified the reasons he gave when he met Lu Buwei and Ying Zheng and stated them one by one.
"Father, the throne is vacant and the country is unstable. I have communicated frankly with my brother. I hope my father will make plans soon!"
At the end of the sentence, Cheng Qiao suddenly knelt down on his knees and looked at Ying Zichu sincerely.
Ying Zichu looked around, with a cold expression on his face, and shouted sternly: "If even a word of what happened today spreads out, all the maids and maids on duty will be executed, including members of their family!"
Ying Zichu's sharp shouts echoed in the palace. The chamberlains and maids outside the central hall, including Ying Zichu's confidant eunuch Che Fu Ling, all fell to their knees, their heads trembling against the cold, smooth black floor tiles.
The word "中" in the CRRC government order was specially added by Ying Zheng to show his favor to Zhao Gao.
After dealing with the hidden danger, Ying Zichu's face softened. He looked at his caring little son and said solemnly: "Cheng'er, have you really decided?"
In fact, Ying Zichu had been struggling with who to appoint as the crown prince. Both sons were outstanding and each had their own strengths. He liked the younger son's closeness and closeness very much, but he felt guilty about the older son and was simply torn to death.
Therefore, they have ignored the appeals of the forces behind them and kept delaying.
His younger son's statement today made him feel relieved. He didn't have to be so entangled, and he loved and cherished his younger son even more!
"It's decided. Although my son is young, he is still a man and a real man. He also knows that a gentleman's words are hard to follow." Cheng Qiao's face was serious and he was determined.
"Huh...Okay, okay, then I'll do what you want."
"Zheng'er, kneel down."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng straightened up and knelt down beside Cheng Qiao.
"Zheng'er, you are outstanding. You have the potential to be a prince or a king. Even if Cheng'er doesn't express his views, as the eldest son, you are very likely to become the prince."
"This position of prince is not given to you by your brother, but you need to take advantage of this friendship. Do you understand what father means?"
King Qin Zhuangxiang wanted to eliminate the possible grudges in Ying Zheng's heart. It would not be a good thing to really make Ying Zheng think that his position as the crown prince had been given away.
"My son understands what my father means."
Yingzi Chudu said it so straightforwardly, and it was impossible for the smart Yingzheng not to understand.
"To use it as a help in times of need is too much, and to use it as the icing on the cake is not enough. It should be somewhere in between."
Seeing that Ying Zheng really understood what he meant, Ying Zichu felt relieved, but out of love and compassion for his youngest son, he had to warn him again.
"Sooner or later, my father will have to see his ancestors. If one day, Zheng'er, you are unkind to your brother and your hands are stained with his brother's blood, then don't see me, and I don't want to see you. I will pretend that you are not here." son!"
This is an extremely serious statement.
Of course, this is for Ying Zheng, who is extremely protective of Cheng Qiao, and can be called a father's love!
Although Cheng Qiao appears to be a child, he is actually an adult and cannot control the flood of emotions. His eyes turn red and tears burst out of his eyes...
Ying Zheng once again thought of everything from the first time he met Cheng Qiao to the present, and heard Ying Zichu say such serious words. He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and made the biggest promise he could make.
"Father, please rest assured. Even if my younger brother commits the crime of treason, my son and I will protect my younger brother. No, protecting my younger brother's family's wealth will only deprive him of his power."
This statement made Ying Zichu very satisfied. Although he did not think that his youngest son, whom he loved most, would rebel against the country, he was reassured by this attitude.
"Very good, you two brothers are both very good."
"Get up quickly, we, father and son, will have dinner together."
Ying Zichu stood up in person, holding one of his sons in one hand.
Ying Zheng and Cheng Qiao stood up. They looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing...
