In a small mansion in the Zhao Kingdom.
thump!
The midwife glanced at the baby in her arms and was immediately suppressed by the domineering intention that seemed to be clear but actually contained a lot of hesitation, causing her to kneel on the ground.
"What happened to you? You almost threw my son!"
Qin Gongzi Yiren had already rushed into the room. He was furious when he saw this and hurriedly took the child into his arms.
"The old woman deserves to die, the old woman deserves to die."
After the midwife knelt down, she hurriedly begged for mercy and kowtowed, her mind was in a mess and her brain was empty.
"Okay, today is the day my son is born. I'm very happy. Just go down and receive the reward."
Although Young Master Yiren's face was gloomy, his expression relaxed after he saw the baby in his arms.
"Thank you sir, thank you sir."
The midwife hurriedly kowtowed, bent over and retreated. Before leaving, she glanced at the baby being held in the arms of the young master with lingering fear. She happened to bump into the baby again, his eyes flashing slightly, and her heart skipped a beat again, and she panicked. He lowered his head and left the delivery room without daring to look.
The young master held the baby in his arms and looked at the baby's fair and rosy skin. He was very happy and hurriedly approached the young woman on the bed:
"Aiji, look, this is the bloodline of the Qin Kingdom that you gave birth to for my son, the descendant of the Qin Kingdom that flows with the blood of our ancestors of the Qin Dynasty."
"Let me see..."
Although the young woman's face was pale after giving birth, she was now flushed, and she looked happily at the baby who was approaching.
The couple looked at the newborn child with joy.
However, he did not notice that the baby held in the arms of the young master looked into the eyes of the young woman, and there was an extremely mature emperor's indifference deep in his eyes.
"..."
There is no intention of getting close to this woman at all:
"It's still her!"
The baby closed his eyes, his heart felt slightly cold, and the waves spread:
"Is this the mystery of parallel time and space that Mr. Li said? It is indeed exactly the same. I was still born for her."
At this time, the couple suddenly discovered a black mark on the baby's palm:
"There is a birthmark on my son's palm, which looks like a token. What does this mean?"
The baby's eyes are calm.
This is the reason why he can come to this time and space.
Reincarnation order!
The baby is Ying Zheng, the first emperor from the world of Immortal Qin. After Li slowly came to cover the sky, he sent back the incense descending channels and methods, using the seal of reincarnation as a bridge, and offered it to that world for five hundred years in the Qin Dynasty. The incense that unified the entire world completed the coming of will.
Fusion into the other self that was just born in the time and space that covers the sky.
At this time, Young Master Yiren’s voice sounded again:
"My master has already thought about it. If Ai Ji is left with a boy, he will be named Zheng, Ying Zheng!"
Regarding the name, the person in his arms was obviously not surprised at all.
But suddenly, a kind and elegant voice came from outside the mansion, as generous as an emperor and a queen, making people feel like a spring breeze:
"Ying Zheng, what a good name. I wonder if the young master can let Qiu meet this child."
Hearing this voice, the three people in the house were shocked at the same time.
"Who is outside the house?"
Young Master Yiren's complexion immediately changed. He was the hostage of the Qin State and entered Zhao. He also had considerable knowledge and cultivation. Just hearing this voice, he knew that the person coming was the strongest person he had seen in the Qin Palace in the past. .
"Huh? This familiar Confucian atmosphere is purer than all the Confucian scholars in my world of Qin. Even the old Confucian Xun Qing can't compare..."
The First Emperor was also slightly moved in his heart:
"Qiu? Could it be..."
But in his own Great Qin time and space, that person had sat between heaven and earth long before he was born.
Although he died, before he died, he dispersed all his huge energy into future generations, allowing strong men in his lineage to be called 'sons' to emerge in large numbers, almost shaking his own rule of the Qin Dynasty.
At this time, Qin Yiren thought about it several times and felt that the other party was quite polite and had a strong cultivation level. Even if he was not allowed, the other party also had the ability to come in directly. In order not to offend, he had to slightly raise his hand towards the outside of the house:
"I don't know which sage the speaker is, but please go inside and explain."
That elegant and harmonious voice appeared again, like a mountain:
"Don't look at anything inappropriate. Please take the child out, sir. Qiu is waiting in the courtyard."
Qin Yiren suddenly realized that his whole family was in Zhao Ji's boudoir. He laughed at himself, how rude he was.
He stepped out of the house with Ying Zheng in his arms, turned around a few corridors, and saw a stalwart man with a high crown and wide robe standing under the tree in the courtyard, with his back to him.
Although he was carrying his back, Qin Yiren's head immediately buzzed when he saw this figure.
"This is……"
Recognizing the person instantly, Qin Yiren was about to kneel down as he lost his voice:
"It's the Master who is here! A stranger comes to pay homage to the Holy Saint!"
Being able to recognize a person's identity just from his back shows how much Confucius is now worshiped throughout China.
What happened at Hangu Pass five hundred years ago has already become an immortal myth that can be passed down to future generations for thousands of years.
The Holy Sage drove the old man and traveled eighty thousand miles eastward with purple energy.
The supreme strongman in the image of an old man was driven to Hangu Pass by the man in front of him, and the myth of the "white-ringed green ox, capturing the quasi-emperor with one hand" was born.
The Holy Saint drove him to Hangu Pass, and easily put down the catastrophe that was more terrifying than the invasion in ancient times. Then he left behind the "Two Classics of Tao and Virtue", rode an ox across Hangu Pass, and stepped into starry sky.
In addition, Confucius himself is the strongest sage in China and even on the planet, so of course everyone in China knows him.
"Sure enough, he is the leader of Confucianism in this time and space, and he is still alive."
The First Emperor Ying Zheng was also slightly moved in his heart:
"Is this the space-time variable that Mr. Li said? In my time and space, he has already passed away, but in this time and space, he is still alive... interesting!"
When Qin Yiren came out with the child in his arms, Confucius immediately fell on the first emperor Ying Zheng.
At this time, seeing Ying Yiren holding a child in his arms, he wanted to be polite to him.
Boom~~
But before Ying Yiren bowed down, Confucius was suddenly shocked.
"this……"
It actually felt like there were billions of mountains of chaos in front of him that were about to bow down to him. The unimaginable pressure made even his cultivation level at the peak of the Great Sage, which was almost at the quasi-emperor level, unable to help but be shocked.
"Young master, you don't need to be so polite! Qiu doesn't dare to accept such a big gift!"
Confucius immediately flicked his empty hand, and a breeze roared out, rolling up Qin Yiren's body and telling him not to bow down.
At the same time, his eyes were as bright as the sun shining towards the infant state of First Emperor Ying Zheng, and he thought to himself:
"This child is so young that I can't bear the karma of his worship. It seems that given time, he will be able to look down on the universe and suppress the supreme emperor of China as the teacher said!"
On the other hand, the First Emperor also sensed Confucius' cultivation level from Confucius's hand, and his mind remained unchanged:
"This power seems to be the blood of the flesh. Is this the power system of this time and space? Use the flesh as a treasure house to tap your own strength."
From Confucius's movement of holy power, the First Emperor also reflected Confucius' cultivation level. Even among his great Qin, he was only below him.
"But I don't know how many strong men like Confucian Confucius are there in this space and time, and what are the existences above him?"
After Mr. Qin Yiren was helped up, he hurriedly said:
"Master, after that person left, he suppressed China for five hundred years. Naturally, he can afford to pay homage to the foreigner and his son."
"Can't afford it, can't afford it..."
Confucius shook his head silently, and with Qin Yiren's immediately puzzled expression, he looked at the child in his arms and said:
"Qiu is just as the teacher said, temporarily suppressing the Chinese state for a real emperor. As long as that emperor is born, he will be the real master of the Chinese state, who can protect the common people and protect all people."
Qin Yiren had already seen something in the eyes of the most powerful saint in the Earth Star in front of him, and his mind trembled:
"What did Master say..."
"Today the emperor has been born."
Confucius slowly stretched out his index finger and pointed at Ying Zheng in Qin Yiren's arms:
"The prophecy left by the teacher back then said that in five hundred years there will be an overlord. He will be the true emperor of China. It is him, Ying Zheng!"
Qin Yiren shook his hands and turned pale with shock: "What did the Holy Sage say? My son, my son..."
The eyes of the baby in his arms moved slightly.
The most important thing is the prophecy of the supreme power.
Kong Qiu shook his head and looked at the sky. The vision of the dragon soul shaking hundreds of millions of miles of China just now was huge, but it was difficult for those with low cultivation levels to sense it because it involved the Qi series.
Qin Yiren's cultivation was low and he could not sense all this, otherwise he would never have been confused.
"This, Zheng'er..."
Qin Yiren was holding the child in his arms. He was shocked by everything he heard and didn't know what to do.
Just at this time.
call!
call! ! !
In the sky above the Kingdom of Zhao, huge auras suddenly came out.
This time it is the substance. The scriptures of principles are floating like petals. The voices of the scriptures of the major scholars, which are familiar to the whole country of Zhao, appear naturally between heaven and earth with the arrival of each existence.
They were figures.
"It's Guiguzi, Mozi, Zhuangzi, Sun Tzu and other scholars..."
In the royal family of King Zhao, King Zhao was shocked and looked at the Chinese disciples who were stepping into the imperial city.
"Why do these sages come to our country, Zhao?"
Such momentum.
It also made Ying Yiren in Yiren's mansion in the capital of Zhao Kingdom couldn't help but look up and saw those saint kings who had only been heard about in rumors appeared in Zhao Kingdom at this time.
But suddenly, as if they sensed something, all the saints stopped in mid-air.
"I didn't expect that the master had arrived early. I think that child must be the prophecy king who stayed behind."
The one who spoke was Gui Guzi, who was standing in the clouds, with calm eyes and feet on the vertical and horizontal road.
"good."
Confucius admitted and nodded gently:
"Qiu is one step ahead. There is Qiu here. You can go back."
go back?
The disciples above the clouds were silent for a moment after hearing this.
a long time.
It seemed that after some consideration and hesitation, he compared the strength gap between himself and the others and the tall man standing in the courtyard.
Guiguzi stroked his beard and sighed:
"Since I have a master to teach this future emperor, we can be convinced and say goodbye."
After Guiguzi spoke, the other disciples were a little reluctant and entangled, but in the end they chose to leave.
After all, the tall man in the courtyard is not only the strongest saint in China today, he is also good at reasoning with people. None of them can tell each other about this. Even if they are unreasonable, they still have to deal with it after being punished by that person. Don't listen to his reasoning.
They had no choice but to leave one after another, giving up the opportunity to teach the future emperor of China, and lamenting that they had lost the opportunity to become the emperor's teacher like the sage Guangchengzi.
The sage Guangchengzi, a quasi-emperor in ancient times, is said to have preached to the Yellow Emperor before he awakened!
Master and disciple complement each other, they are both teachers and friends, both are helpful.
The child now being held in Qin Yiren's arms was prophesied by the emperor who wanted to speak, and based on his vision and knowledge, it shows that at least this child will have the status of a quasi-emperor in the future, and even worse. It is not necessarily possible to open up thousands of ways and truly achieve enlightenment and become an emperor.
pity……
Qin Yiren in the courtyard watched in confusion as the disciples arrived and then left one after another.
Then he looked at Confucius with half-understanding.
He issued a nervous and excited test:
"You guys just said that there is a master who teaches Zheng'er. What does that mean...?"
"To be honest, Qiu came here for this reason."
After Confucius retreated from the disciples, a gentle smile appeared on his face, he looked at Qin Yi and the child in his arms, and said:
"Qiu intends to stay in the Kingdom of Zhao and teach Zheng'er so that he can become the true emperor of China as predicted by his teacher. I wonder what your wishes are?"
"Of course I do!" Ying Yiren said happily.
But suddenly, a voice that sounded childish but as indifferent as gold and jade came from Ying Yiren's arms:
"I don't know, sir, how can you teach me?"
For a moment, the entire courtyard fell silent.
Only the eyes of Kong Qiu and Ying Yiren were left, looking at the newly born child with great shock.
Newborn baby…
explain?
Have you spoken?
