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Chapter 1 Qin Wangzheng

In the second year of the Qin Dynasty, it was early winter.

Xianyang Palace.

This year's cold seems to have come too early. It's just the beginning of winter, and snowflakes have already fallen in Xianyang City. Xianyang Palace, located on the North Plain of Xianyang, has hidden itself in the snow-colored world in less than a morning.

among.

The weather is very cold, but it is not cold to some people, such as King Yingzheng of Qin.

Ying Zheng was leaning on a soft couch, reaching towards the end of the couch. There, a man from the palace was holding Qin Wangzheng's feet in his arms, using a pair of natural and absolutely pollution-free stoves to warm them in the winter.

The feet are most susceptible to cold pain.

"Decadent feudalism." Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips in his hands and thought boredly. While criticizing the inhuman royal power deep in his heart, he accepted it calmly. Who can refuse to be so filled with emotions in this cold winter?

What about a small stove with a human touch?

It's a pity that she can no longer be regarded as a beauty. Ying Zheng's eyes fell on the palace lady's face.

It was a face with a story. Time had left its own traces on it. The six scars crisscrossed on both sides of her cheeks even destroyed her beautiful facial features. Under the ravages of time and scars, she was not only

She is not a beauty, not even as good as an ordinary palace lady.

From Ying Zheng's point of view, it is impossible for such a palace official to let her become his personal attendant, but the other master behind her can make Ying Zheng treat her in a different light.

Her name is Zhao Ji, the mother of Qin Wangzheng, and the queen mother with regent power in Qin.

Ying Zheng didn't know whether such a person was placed in his Xianyang Palace by Queen Mother Zhao Ji to protect his son, to monitor himself, or both, but these are no longer important, what is important is

What use does this woman have to me?

What a beautiful world, in which seven kingdoms and hundreds of families coexist, and famous swords and beauties dance together.

In this world, there are relics of myths and legends, and mysteries that cannot be explained by science. This is a world where history and myth blend, and it is a world of infinite possibilities.

The most important thing is that this is a world that I can control, so my name at this time is Qin Wangzheng. Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips in his hands, looked at the world outside the window, and thought to himself.

It has been a month since he completely awakened the memory of his previous life. From the initial panic, to the subsequent surprise, and then to the calmness at this time, he has been able to calmly treat the world that has changed.

He doesn't know whether his situation is time travel or rebirth. It's him now, or whether his past self can only be regarded as his previous life. But these are no longer important. What's important is that the current world is

A real world, and at this time, he is just Ying Zheng.

"Are you a trapper?" Ying Zheng suddenly asked the palace attendant.

"It used to be." The body of the attendant couldn't help but tremble, but she immediately regained her composure. Her good professionalism allowed her to face all emergencies calmly.

Because she was once a killer in the net, and she was also the top killer among them, ranking first in the world. The scars on her face are proof of her past achievements. Later, she became one of the few people in the net who could successfully escape from the killer.

identity, the person who escapes the snare.

"How long? What's the code name?" Ying Zheng asked as he looked at his close attendant.

"Five years ago, I was a first-class killer with a sword. I later escaped from the trap." The attendant lowered his head slightly and looked away from Ying Zheng. She didn't know why Ying Zheng asked this, but she knew that from her own

After arriving at Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng became wary of himself.

Young people are always sensitive, and the young King Qin is even more so. His age and identity make him look at everything around him with instinctive caution.

Why did the king suddenly reveal my identity? Although Duanshui and Xianyang Gongzheng were able to answer calmly, it does not mean that they were not surprised or doubtful.

"Breaking water? One of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue." Ying Zheng said inexplicably.

"I quit the net a year ago, and Duanshui has also been handed over to the net. Now Duanshui should have a new master. The slave is just Qingxi now." The former Duanshui explained.

"I see, Duanshui, since you were once ranked as a first-class killer in Tianzi, you must be very good at swordsmanship." Ying Zheng looked at the opponent's palm and said.

Luowang Tianzi's first-class killers cannot be included unless they are first-class masters. The strongest among them is more likely to be a master-level master. In this world, first-class masters are already rare masters among ten thousand. They are among hundreds of schools of thought.

Among them, there are many masters who are just like this. As for the master-level figures, there are even fewer. Masters that are not available to everyone among hundreds of schools are even rarer. As for the great master, the whole world may not have it.

It's just a handful of people.

As a person who came to this world across time and space, how could Ying Zheng not have any illusions about martial arts? And with such a first-rate master beside him, how could he let it go?

"It should be considered very good." He hesitated.

"Starting from tomorrow, you will teach Gu Jian Shu." Ying Zheng said.

Now that he has come to this world, how could Ying Zheng ignore the existence of martial arts? Even if he doesn't use it, there is no need to become a master. But in order to live a few more years and break the curse of time, martial arts is also a problem that he cannot get around.

Besides, he can barely be considered a time traveler. As a time traveler, how could he not have the standard equipment of a time traveler.

"Yes." The former Duanshui and now Qingxi replied respectfully.

Ying Zheng was very satisfied with the reaction of this former snare killer and now his close servant. This was a breakthrough in his original trajectory.

Qin Wangzheng, he knew that his Xianyang Palace was assigned by his mother Zhao Ji, and he also knew that she was a killer. Qin Wangzheng's intelligence allowed him to see all this.

But no matter how talented Qin Wangzheng is, he is only a young man who has just ascended the throne. He is only fifteen years old at this time, and he does not understand some things. Therefore, he is instinctively wary of this palace maid.

But Ying Zheng is different. He has the thinking of an adult. He can see things that Qin Wangzheng has never seen. There is no doubt about Qin Wangzheng's strategies, but they are all aimed at the enemy and the civil and military ministers under his command, power, and Qin Wangzheng.

It can be said that his talents are full, but he does not understand women. At least at the age of fifteen, he does not understand women, let alone how to deal with women.

For example, the current valet Qingxi and the Queen Mother Zhao Ji behind her. From the position of King Qin, he was naturally wary, but he only regarded Zhao Ji as the Queen Mother and forgot that Zhao Ji was still a mother and a human being.

woman.

The Queen Mother Zhao Ji has no other relatives besides Ying Zheng, and the influence of relatives does not exist around Zhao Ji. At least at this time, such Zhao Ji should be an assist to Ying Zheng in taking power, not a threat. For Ying Zheng

It is always easier to win over one's mother than to win over ministers.

And the valet next to him, the former snare killer, was the first step that Ying Zheng took. He wanted Zhao Ji to know that he was still the son she had depended on in the Zhao Kingdom. For the people she sent to her side, she

He is trustworthy, just because this is the person he sent.


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