I don't know if it was because of being imprisoned for many years, but Zhao Ji showed a special dependence on Ying Zheng. Even when she was sleeping, she would hold Ying Zheng's hand.
Looking at Zhao Ji who was sleeping beside him, Ying Zheng sighed. She was considered a poor woman. Her biggest ideal now was to return to Xianyang and enjoy the glory and wealth without restraint.
When I think about my current situation, it's really full of drama. I originally just wanted to be a great Imperial Master and leave a name in the history books, but I didn't expect that I would become Ying Zheng in the blink of an eye.
Now the entire Niujia Village has been silenced by Wu Yingyuan, which reduces the chance of Ying Zheng's identity being exposed, which is much better than Zhao Pan in the original drama.
In fact, Xiang Shaolong was also very worried about Zhao Pan at first, as he would kill him to silence him like in the original drama, so he thought that he could ask for more treasures from Zhao Pan in the future to reduce the danger to himself in Zhao Pan's mind.
But now that I have replaced Zhao Pan and become the new Ying Zheng, I feel more suitable. At least I don't have to worry about someone trying to silence me.
Smiling silently, Ying Zheng gradually fell into sleep. While sleeping, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from outside. Zhao Ji hugged Ying Zheng tightly in fear as he woke up.
"Zheng'er, what's going on?
Is that bastard Julu Hou Zhao Mu coming to hunt us down?"
"Eh? I'll go out and check the situation!"
My current identity is that of a farm boy, so I shouldn't know who the Julu Marquis Zhao Mu is, so I can't answer Zhao Ji's question at the moment.
"No! Never!
We, mother and son, can just hide in the carriage!"
"..."
Seeing Zhao Ji's trembling body with fear, Ying Zheng remembered the torture she had suffered for so many years. Zhao Mu, the Julu Marquis, was a complete devil in Zhao Ji's eyes.
"Mother, don't be too afraid!
We must believe in our warriors of Great Qin!"
"Well! Zheng'er, you are right!
I, the warrior of Great Qin, are invincible!" Hearing Ying Zheng's comfort, Zhao Ji gradually came to her senses.
The Qin soldiers did not disappoint Ying Zheng and his son. Soon there was no sound of fighting outside, and then the voice of the centurion came from outside the carriage, "Young Master Zheng, the enemy has been repulsed!"
"Centurion, you have worked hard!" Ying Zheng raised the curtain of the carriage and looked at the centurion in front of him.
"Gong Zizheng, this is what junior generals should do!"
"What are the casualties of our Qin army?"
"The soldiers suffered few casualties!
But almost half of the people in Wujiabao were killed or injured, and the owner of Wujiabao also died on the spot!"
"What? Are these attackers coming to Wujiabao?" Ying Zheng showed a surprised expression.
"The general guessed the same thing!"
Ying Zheng looked at his mother Zhao Ji again, smiled and explained, "Mother, the enemy has been repelled by our Qin army. I heard that Wujiabao suffered heavy casualties, so Ying Zheng wants to check it out!"
"That's... okay! Zheng'er, you have to pay attention to your safety!"
"Don't worry, mother! As long as I, the Great Qin Tiger, are here, Ying Zheng will be safe!"
When he heard Ying Zheng's words from outside the carriage, the centurion showed an excited expression, and suddenly felt a sense of honor that a soldier would die for a confidant.
Ying Zheng got off the carriage and followed the centurion to the battlefield to check the situation. Sure enough, he saw Wu Yingyuan lying in a pool of blood, no longer breathing.
Ying Zheng looked at the Wujiabao warrior who was slightly injured and asked with a puzzled look, "Did your Wujiabao offend someone?"
"Back to Gongzizheng, our Wujiabao has been being hunted by this mysterious killer organization recently.
It is said to be related to a retainer named Xiang Shaolong!"
"Xiang Shaolong?" Ying Zheng repeated it again in surprise, and then realized this time that it might be Shanrou's handiwork.
"Yes! Gong Zizheng, we warriors don't know the specific situation!
Now the castle owner who knows the situation has also been killed by the killer."
"Eh? Is there the killer's body?" Ying Zheng tried his best to restrain his inner anxiety and said in a normal tone.
"No! These killers are always elusive!
Never left any useful information!" The Wujiabao warrior showed a ashamed expression.
Hearing that Shanrou and the others were not in any danger, Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to the warrior, "Thank you for your hard work! Go down and treat the wounds first!"
"Yes! Master!"
"Centurion, please arrange for a few soldiers to bury the Lord of Uburg and others!"
"Yes! Master!"
Seeing Wu Yingyuan lose his life like this, Ying Zheng didn't feel like his revenge was avenged. Instead, he felt very sad. He didn't know why Wu Yingyuan wanted to kill him inexplicably. Is it because his origin was unknown?
Without Wu Yingyuan and the others' pursuit of him, he would not have succeeded in replacing Ying Zheng's identity. He must be following Zhao Pan as the emperor's master now.
Ying Zheng guessed that Shanrou had completed his mission and returned to Handan to look for him. He probably heard that he was murdered by Wu Yingyuan, and then he continued to hunt down the people in Wujiabao just to avenge himself.
Now that Wu Yingyuan has also been killed, he is safer. As for Shanrou who knows his true identity, Ying Zheng is not worried at all that she will betray him. This is a man's trust in his woman.
Soon the centurion returned to his identity as Ying Zheng, patrolling the surroundings with a nervous look on his face, and devoted himself to protecting Ying Zheng's safety.
"Centurion, I don't know your name yet?"
"Back to the young master, the last general is Wang Jian."
"Wang Jian?" Ying Zheng's eyes widened in surprise, and his voice was trembling.
"Huh? Gong Zizheng has heard of the last general's name?" Wang Jian felt a little confused.
"Haha, I haven't heard of it!
I was just surprised that the centurion was just a centurion at his age!"
Hearing Ying Zheng's explanation, Wang Jian showed an expression of shame, and then explained with a wry smile, "Back to the young master, the last general used to be a partial general.
Because of the Battle of Handan some time ago, mistakes were made, both big and small.
He was demoted to the rank of centurion by General Wang Lu, in order to make meritorious deeds."
"Oh? That's it!"
Returning to the carriage again, Zhao Ji pulled Ying Zheng nervously and asked, "Zheng'er, what's going on outside?"
"Mom, don't worry!
They are not here to hunt down our mother and son.
It was Wu Yingyuan, the owner of Wujiapu. I don’t know who he offended.
These killers are here to hunt down Wu Yingyuan."
"Oh? So that's it! How is Wu Yingyuan doing now?"
"The Lord of Ubau has been killed by an assassin.
Ying Zheng has arranged for Wang Jian to bury everyone in Wujiabao."
"Wang Jian?"
"Mother, Wang Jian is the centurion who escorts us!"
"Oh! Zheng'er, you did the right thing!
However, you should stay away from these soldiers in the future, after all, you are the son of Qin!"
"Mother, our Qin State relied on force to build our country.
It is only because of these soldiers who sacrificed their lives to fight that our Great Qin is in today's situation.
We, mother and son, must not chill the hearts of these soldiers!"
"This... Zheng'er, what you said makes sense!"
"There is also a mother, whose son does not know the writing and language of Qin.
I just wanted to learn from Wang Jian.
So my son is planning to go on a horseback trip in the future.
I hope my mother can make it happen!"
Hearing that Ying Zheng started to call himself his son, and knowing that he was slowly getting closer to her, Zhao Ji was very happy, and then she agreed without thinking.
Seeing that Zhao Ji agreed to his request, Ying Zheng was also very happy. The Zhao Ji in front of him was a woman with long hair and short knowledge.
Years of imprisonment have left her without much sense of security, so some things are difficult to discuss and communicate.