Da Qin: I became friends with Zhao Zheng

Yao Xing was expressionless and extremely speechless!
"You still have to ask me to be grateful to you?" It would be embarrassing for Yao Xing to lose to the ancients or her own husband in the debate.

Later generations of men all know that they cannot argue with women, especially their own wives. Whether there is reason or not, it is unreasonable. Only by decisively admitting your mistakes can your marriage last longer.

But Zhao Zheng will not give in to any small arguments. In future generations, such people will not be able to find a wife!

"Okay, okay, don't be angry! I heard what you said was so interesting that I couldn't help but want to refute it!" Zhao Zheng was always smiling, as if Yao Xing's argument just now was like a child throwing a tantrum.

Yao Xing plopped twice more and was suppressed again.

"I am willing to pamper you and take care of you, never because of what you have done for me. It is just because you are you and I can still hold you."

Zhao Zheng said what he said sincerely, and his hand holding Yao Xing tightened a little: "In my life, there are too many things that I want to keep but can't keep. You are the only one who is always by my side."

"Your existence is the best for me."

"Fusu is very lucky. He is not like me, who only has one woman in his heart and is eaten to death. But he is not as lucky as me, because he does not have another Zhao Yaoxing by his side who can fill him with happiness."

Yao Xing was once again comforted by Zhao Zheng's few words.

Although the debate failed, the result seemed to be the same as Yao Xing's original intention.

"I'm lucky too, lucky to have you by my side." Yao Xing was so coaxed that she couldn't lose her temper, so she leaned into Zhao Zheng's arms and smiled softly.

Zhao Zheng said that he was eaten to death by Yao Xing, but Yao Xing was manipulated to death by Zhao Zheng!
Over the years, every time Yao Xing lost his temper or got angry with him, he would always calm him down with a few sweet words.I didn’t even get a gift, just a low-cost apology.

Yao Xing decided to change Zhao Zheng's bad habit. How could he just rely on his words to make others happy?
"You're trying to coax people without even giving them a gift or something?"

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment. What did he give?
After tributes from various places were delivered to the palace, they were not sent to Qinzheng Hall, but directly to Yao Xing's palace. Except for those given by Yao Xing to Fusu and the ministers, they were all used by Yao Xing alone.

His private treasury is also in the hands of Yao Xing, and the treasury only has silver coins and no rare items. Occasionally, if he wants to reward ministers with something, he has to ask Yao Xing to open a treasury.

His personal things have been given to Yao Xing a long time ago. Now that he wants to give a gift, can he ask Yao Xing to come out and send it back?
Zhao Zheng thought about it again and again, with a troubled look on his face: "I...will I give you the throne?"

Although he knew Zhao Zheng was joking, Yao Xing still didn't hide his subconscious reaction:

"Who wants your ruined throne? You wake up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a dog every day. As soon as you open your eyes, you will see those ministers bringing all the bullshit matters to the court for you to make a decision. There are thousands of memorials in one. Words, eight hundred words to praise virtues, one hundred words to foreshadow, and the last hundred words to get to the main topic are considered his language has been streamlined!"

Zhao Zheng never thought there was anything wrong with being an emperor. On the contrary, he had been determined to rule the world since he was a child. When he grew up, he was sure that he came to this world to be an emperor.

Now after listening to Yao Xing's subconscious words and recalling what happened between when he got his eyes open in the morning and when he fell asleep at night, he realized how tiring he was as an emperor!
But he felt tired, but he didn't feel tired of being an emperor either.Even though he was so tired, he didn't even think about slacking off, so he was still born to be an emperor.

(End of this chapter)