Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"You've done nothing wrong, so keep your head up."

The emperor said so.

"That's what I said, but don't expect me to forgive you."

She stood up, walked to the railing outside the garden, and looked into the distance.

Among the big countries, there is a lot of traffic, and the prosperous scene is unimaginable. The high-rise buildings on the brightly lit scene vaguely mark the end of the last chaotic century and the prelude to the next era.

Overlooking the orderly and rapid changes of the ground below her feet, the real world's largest country, the black-haired woman showed a faint smile in her eyes.

I remembered that ten years ago, the girl who swore by blood at the ancestral temple finally ascended to the throne.

Recalling the memory, the young man surnamed Yan guarded his fragile dream like a mirage.

Scenes of the prosperous age flowed through the eyes.

"I mentioned you to the prince and found that many people didn't mind that you replaced Fusu as the crown prince. I was both surprised and confused about this... Finally, I understood."

Yan Ce stepped aside and looked at Emperor Shihuang, knowing that she didn't need to speak out by herself now, and quietly acted as a listener.

"What makes me happy is that you have made many good friends in the school, so you won't fall into failure and be betrayed by everyone. What Fusu can do, you will be able to do it sooner or later. I am sure of this."

She pointed and said, "Look, there is a shop selling bean soup across the street. I ate it when I was young. It seems to be... oh, by the way, the taste of Yandi is just too sweet and greasy, and the taste is a bit heavy. .”

The boy followed her gaze and looked down.

Yan Ce, who has excellent eyesight, can see one point after another in the city. The old man and his children and grandchildren are hard at work setting up a big pot outside the store to cook. There are many tourists coming and going, and the business is good.

She continued: "Behind the newly built building is an inn. Scholars from the six countries used to go there and criticize the state affairs from time to time. The proprietress there is a foreign barbarian, but she always likes to sing nine songs."

"..."

She laughed suddenly, and said softly: "The leaky house that your research institute is in charge of demolishing, there lived a poor old man who died with his wife and lived with his ugly girl. It's old age. Even after these years, I don't know if the ugly girl who is worried about the old man is married?"

"His Majesty?"

Yan Ce showed a somewhat shocked expression.

"It's strange, isn't it? I have been to every corner of Qin, and I went secretly. This is a secret, don't tell it. The courtiers are worried about my safety and dare not let me travel far away."

She seemed to be mentioning a very ordinary thing, with her arms folded on the railing.

"And the ministers of Qin, the ministers of the six countries, they all like to lie to me, and they don't want me to see the whole picture."

"but!"

"I want to see if this territory is as big as they say."

Outside the garden, the sky was full of tidbits like snow, accompanied by howling winds, brushing past the eye-catching scenery.

"..."

The First Emperor said indifferently: "You are different from all the royal families. You will not regard human life as a number, nor will you compromise with the bad world. What's more valuable is that the people below actually don't hate you. As for the reason, I will also ask quietly. Pass."

"The wages are high, and the food is full."

"They asked for too little."

Yan Ce couldn't help but said, of course he knew that he was following the standards of another time and space, but when he saw them, he still subconsciously made comparisons, hoping to reap love and at the same time change this era to the greatest extent.

In an era that never lacks talent, it would be unreasonable not to open an accelerated development link.

"...Actually, there are quite a few." Ying Zheng explained with a smile, "If you have seen the scene of the war, gritting your teeth and tearing up the corpses of your comrades as a cover, and piling up piles of bones to repair the Great Wall, you may understand gone."

"I've seen that scene before."

Yan Ce: "..."

"As long as I can strengthen Qin and stop being poor and weak, I don't mind non-blood relatives inheriting this country. Maybe if I can't see the hope of the next generation, I will choose the longevity that alchemists say, and do everything I can to prolong life."

She said lightly: "But I saw different possibilities that day, and I no longer need to seek emptiness, nor do I need the eternal throne."

"Daqin has no precedent for other royal families to ascend the throne, but I can leave a place for you."

"The name Yingce is actually not bad, do you want to try it?"

The waist-length black hair rose slightly with the tidbits all over the sky, and the emperor stretched out his hand towards the boy.

"Go and ascend my throne."

Looking forward to Yan Ce's choice this time.

Chapter 570

"Emperor!"

Yan Ce opened his eyes wide.

At first, she just thought that she was holding the idea of ​​training the crown prince. His Majesty the Emperor of the Imperial Palace, the nominal mother of the prince, really thought of handing over the country to him.In the past, he also fantasized that one day he would step onto the highest stage and share his pride with heroes from all over the world, but the unrealistic idea only lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the ensuing troubles left him no time to fantasize again , at this moment, the emperor handed over the power of choice to him.

The boy's brain quickly recovered from the shock.

He said: "This is a Zen position, and it will have a great impact on the country, so..."

Before Yan Ce could finish his reasoning, the emperor smiled and said, "Are you worried about the history of Zi's disorderly government repeating itself? Prince, even if he is an adopted son, the succession to the throne is barely justified."

Her tone of voice wasn't joking.