The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 35 Korean Ji Yaoyao

Ying Chengjiao helped his mother sit down.

In fact, it was impossible for his mother to take him to Korea, and his grandfather Qin Wangzhu would never agree.

Ying Chengjiao was afraid that his mother would take him back to Korea in a rage and make a big fuss. If his grandfather knew about this, he would definitely ask why, and then he would not be able to hide the fact that his father spanked him until his butt was bruised.

When the time comes, his father will lose the throne of crown prince, and his so-called uncles and stepfathers will take it.

Then a good game where you are sure to win because of your teammates' support will become a disadvantageous game where you may not even win even if you are the blood C.

As a student in the history department, he knows this very well.

In the five thousand years of Chinese history, there are only three emperors in ancient times who were deified to the point of not being human.

There were only two emperors who did not kill their meritorious officials and treated their clans well.

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, Han Guangwu Emperor Liu Xiu.

He took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

[I must cut off my mother's desire to return to Han from the root, and let her know that it is best for her to stay in Qin.]
"Mother, please don't ever think of returning to Korea.

“In an era of great contention, the strong will become stronger and the weak will perish, and South Korea will not survive for many more days.

"Although the world is vast, only Qin is a pure land..."

Facing his mother Ji Yaoyao, Ying Chengjiao did not dare to hide his incompetence. He used all his skills to analyze the general situation of the world thoroughly.

His mother was different from his father. She was willing to do anything for him. He knew this when he was five years old.

Two years ago, he was still hiding his incompetence and being a nobody.

King Zhaoxiang of Qin came to see his father. He didn't know who told him that his father had never been beaten, so he insisted on coming to see.

When I saw him, he was sitting on chairs and playing mahjong on the table with his mother Ji Yaoyao and two palace maids.

King Zhaoxiang of Qin looked displeased.

"In my country of tigers and wolves, how can there be a weak son who only lives among women?"

He strode forward with his palm raised, ready to slap him.

The father who was following behind King Zhaoxiang of Qin pointed at the two palace maids and gave a stern order.

"Take these two men out and beat them to death!"

Ying Chengjiao was ready to be slapped.

His mother, who was always gentle, responsive and never said no, stood up in front of him.

Like an angry lioness.

Facing the world-renowned King Zhaoxiang of Qin, Ji Yaoyao overturned the table that was made at her son's request, and kicked over the chair that was made at her son's request.

The mahjong made at the request of his son rushed to King Zhaoxiang of Qin's feet like a tide.

King Zhaoxiang of Qin was furious.

"How dare you! Drag him to prison! Wait for execution!!"

Qin Zichu’s face turned pale and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

The two palace guards obeyed Wang's order and rushed towards the mother and son.

Ying Chengjiao was stunned.

Why are you rushing here for something that can be solved with a slap in the face?

Ji Yaoyao stood in front of her son. Her not-so-tall figure was trembling, but she didn't move away, like a delicate yet tough willow branch.

"Your Majesty, please kill me! I will be buried with the Qin State! I am so lucky!"

Ying Chengjiao was behind his mother at the time and could not see King Zhaoxiang of Qin's expression, but he felt afterwards that King Zhaoxiang of Qin must have been confused as well.

How could the Qin Dynasty perish if we killed you alone?
The mother's powerful words echoed throughout the venue.

"My son is a child prodigy!
"If I were born in Korea, I would be regarded as a treasure by the whole nation, and I would not trade it for ten cities! Even if Shen Zi were born again, he would not be as good as me!
“But you want to slap my son in the face just for your ridiculous kingly majesty!

"My son, I have pity, for he was born in Qin!

"Poor Qin, having a king like you who puts personal desires before the country!
"If the superiors follow their example, the king will pursue his own desires and the ministers will seek their own gains, the Qin State will soon be destroyed!
"You have long been called the Western Emperor, but you cannot unify the world. It's not unfair! It's not unfair!"

On that day, Ji Yaoyao was imprisoned in the palace and was not allowed to leave, and King Zhaoxiang of Qin took away her son Ying Chengjiao.

That night, Ji Yaoyao was released, and her status jumped from the sixth-level seventh son to the second-level lady.

The first level of the Qin Dynasty’s harem system was the queen.

If the husband is not a king, then being a wife is already the pinnacle of a woman's status.

The next day, King Zhaoxiang of Qin summoned a grand court meeting and brought Ying Chengjiao to the court.

After the court meeting, Prince Chengjiao became famous and was initially known as a child prodigy.

Ying Chengjiao was so thirsty from talking.

Ji Yaoyao listened attentively, watched tenderly, and poured water skillfully to her son's mouth without saying a word.

Ying Chengjiao grabbed the porcelain cup and wanted to drink it himself, but he didn't take it.

The mother just looked at him, without any strong pressure, but only a faint hope.

Ying Chengjiao knew that if he persisted a little longer, the cup would fall into his hands.

He looked around, lowered his head and drank half a glass of water with a "gulp".

Stop the mother who was about to continue pouring water with a slightly happy look on her face.

"Mother, I have said so much, do you understand?"

Ji Yaoyao touched his head.

"Ah."

After coming out of her son's bedroom, Ji Yaoyao did not return to her own bedroom, but went to the queen's bedroom, Ganquan Palace.

Queen Huayang didn't look happy and pointed at Mi Huang's slightly red and swollen eyes.

"Your son did not complain to the king, and I did not want to bother with a junior, so I sent Mi Huang to express my goodwill and put an end to the matter, but was scolded by your son.

“First hit my brother on the head, his life is in danger.

“You called me a dog again.

"Finally, she scolded and drove away the personal maid I sent.

"How can I have the dignity to endure this? If you want to persuade me to stop, then don't say anything."

Ji Yaoyao waved to Mi Huang.

"Come here, little girl.

“I’ll measure you and make you a red dress too.

"OK?"

Ji Yaoyao was 23 years old, at the peak of her youth and beauty. She was pampered in her daily life, so she wore an evening gown that shouldn't have appeared in this era, but turned out to be more beautiful than it had been in the original era.

What girl doesn’t love beauty?

Mi Huang looked at the fiery red phoenix dress, then at Ji Yaoyao's bright and beautiful face, and stole a glance at her grandmother.

Queen Huayang remained unmoved.

Mi Huang lowered her head slightly in frustration, not seeing it and not being moved by it.

Only Ji Yaoyao has such clothes, and she has been coveting them for a long time.

Queen Huayang looked indifferent.

"The robes you made are indeed gorgeous and can be called beautiful, but they cannot seduce the people of Chu."

Ji Yaoyao lightly shook her red skirt, and the phoenix and the phoenix on it seemed to come alive and fly side by side.

Mi Huang couldn't help but take another peek.

Ji Yaoyao walked up to Queen Huayang and touched Mi Huang's little head. Queen Huayang frowned.

"The prince came to the queen wearing Chu clothes while singing Li Sao." Ji Yaoyao pointed at the phoenix on the red dress and said gently, "Yaoyao specially wore a fiery red dress embroidered with a phoenix today. Isn't that enough to express your feelings?"

The Chu people claimed to be descendants of the phoenix, and their ancestor was Zhurong, who worshipped red and respected fire. (Note 1)
Queen Huayang's expression softened, and she said slowly:

"The one who sang to me, bowed before me, and wanted to acknowledge me as his mother was not the crown prince, but Qin Yiren."

[Note 1: Zhurong is not a person’s name, but a respectful title for an ancient official title “Huo Zheng”.]

(End of this chapter)