Chapter 9 The resurrection of Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng!

Su Xing accepted it helplessly.

There is no other way, just call him Ying Taiyi, it’s no big deal. Since this stepfather gave him this name, he can only be called this.

From then on, he was Ying Taiyi, or could we say Donghuang Taiyi?

While the two of them were talking, some hidden enemy spies were also taking action in Xianyang City.

Soon, they also saw water wheels and other things next to the farmland, and they couldn't help but flash a look of amazement in their eyes.

There were actually people in the Qin State who invented and created such a thing to aid farming?
"This matter must be reported to the king!"

"Quick, hurry up and pass the news back to Yan State and let His Majesty know!"

"We must find a way to obtain the recipe for these farming tools..."

One by one, spies from enemy countries would take out carrier pigeons or eagles, tie letters to their feet, and drive them to fly to various countries.

Soon, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and even some small countries received the news that several useful agricultural tools had appeared in Qin.

Looking at the convenience and sophistication of the water wheels shown in the letter, the ministers and the king showed surprise on their faces.

"Who invented these things? They are so talented?"

"Send spies to find this person. It will be of great benefit to our country!"

After being amazed by the waterwheel and other farm tools, their attention was unanimously focused on the people who could create these farm tools that benefit the people.

Compared to those farm tools, the people who can create these farm tools are the most valuable!

Such talents who benefit the country and the people must be theirs!

At this moment, many kings showed a thirst for talent in their eyes.

At the same time, some people are curious about which great figure among the Hundred Schools of Thought could create these sophisticated agricultural tools?
They believe it.

This curiosity won't last long.

Through the investigation of the spies they sent out, unless the Qin State hid it very secretly, they would definitely be able to find out who invented these agricultural tools!
……

Handan, State of Zhao.

As time passed, not only the kings and ministers of major countries, but even nobles and common people occasionally heard about the appearance of several special agricultural tools in Qin State.

In a house, a beautiful woman was crying while holding a child of three or four years old.

"Zheng'er, it seems your father doesn't want us anymore."

Holding Ying Zheng in her arms, Zhao Ji's eyes flashed with resentment and unwillingness, and she thought of something.

That Lu Buwei fled from the State of Zhao with Ying Yiren, who was a hostage, but only left the mother and son behind.

In the State of Zhao, they, mother and son, lived an extremely difficult life. Not only were they under strict surveillance, but they were also often bullied by the Zhao nobles.

If she hadn't been smart, maybe she and her son would have died long ago!

During this period, he had been hoping that Ying Yiren would take them back to Qin, but what he got was disappointment again and again.

Especially during this period of time, she actually heard a rumor that in addition to Zheng'er, Ying Yiren had another child, who was rumored to be the child of a god!

Naturally, she scoffed at the so-called rumors about gods and did not believe them. She thought that Ying Yiren was deliberately making things mysterious for the child to pave the way for his future.

When she thought of this, her heart was filled with resentment.

It is very likely that Ying Yiren has given up on them and their son!

Otherwise, why would he attach so much importance to that kid, build momentum for him, and be willing to take the risk of spreading rumors about the gods? !
Zhao Ji hugged Ying Zheng, her face grim, and murmured, "Zheng'er, your father's things are yours, you must not let that guy take your things away!"

"You must prove to your father that you are the best one, not the kid who is rumored to be a god! You must make him regret it!"

When Ying Zheng, who was three or four years old in his arms, heard this, he nodded in confusion, as if he had understood what Zhao Ji said.

But the moment he lowered his head, his eyes became extremely deep and majestic, as if he was not a child, but an adult in a high position of power.

"God?" "Ying Chengjiao?"

Ying Zheng was secretly puzzled.

Apart from him, his father had only one child, Ying Chengjiao.

He didn't understand what the rumor about the god was. How could Ying Chengjiao spread the word that he was a god?
"Could it be because I was resurrected?" Ying Zheng pondered.

His memory stopped at the fifth patrol, when he reached the sand dunes.

He was seriously ill at the time and knew nothing after he fainted. Then, for some unknown reason, he was resurrected and returned to his childhood some time ago.

As he thought about it, he didn't think much about it or take it to heart. He just thought that things had changed because he was resurrected.

Besides, no matter what Ying Chengjiao did, no matter how the rumor spread that he was a god, in the end, he would be the only one sitting on the throne of Qin.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but recall some things from his previous life, and his eyes became a little dim.

In his previous life, he sought immortality all his life and even said, "I admire the immortal. I call myself the immortal, not "I".

But in the end, he didn't even see the shadow of the immortal, let alone the immortal's elixir of life, and finally could only die painfully in the sand dunes.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but reveal desire in his eyes, that was the desire to see the immortal.

Having died once, he understands even more the preciousness of life.

"I don't know when I can see a real immortal..."

Ying Zheng sighed secretly, and then couldn't help but think of Fusu.

Because the child was too kind, he deliberately drove the child to the border, hoping that he would cultivate feelings with Meng Tian and change his kind character...

However, before he could see that scene, he died on the sand dunes.

But I think that with the help of Meng Tian, Fusu will definitely be able to stabilize the Qin Dynasty after his death!

Ying Zheng thought confidently.

After thinking about this, he turned his attention back to himself.

In another six years, he will be able to return to Qin!

Ying Zheng was somewhat expectant.

……

Time passed quickly, and three months passed quickly.

Xianyang, Qin State.

Early morning, Huayang Palace.

The moment the sunlight outside the window shone into the hall, Su Xing slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were indifferent, selfless and selfless.

It seemed like that day, and it seemed like the god high above.

Be detached from the world and be one with nature.

An indescribable aura permeated his entire body.

The abundant internal energy circulated through his limbs and bones, and his entire body was filled with internal energy.

The internal energy flows along the meridians in the body, forming a large circulation that continues to circulate!
According to the records on the bamboo slips from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, he has now reached the level of a grandmaster who is above all others.

This is an extremely high realm that only a very small number of leaders of the various schools of thought, such as Guiguzi, Zhuangzi and other highly respected people, can reach!

He accomplished something that an ordinary person would never be able to accomplish in his lifetime!
Su Xing's indifferent and ruthless eyes slowly returned to normal.

After a while, he couldn't help but think, "Grandmaster, it doesn't seem that difficult?"

(End of this chapter)

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