After Xu Fu was executed, Ying Zheng did not feel much venting of anger, but felt extremely empty.
It was very easy for him to kill Xu Fu, but what he lost was the future of Xunxian.
He had taken alchemy pills over the years and spent countless manpower, material and financial resources, including trusting Xu Fu, Lu Sheng and others, all because he had a dream in his heart to find immortals.
Now that Lu Sheng betrayed him and Xu Fu was executed by him, he could no longer find a suitable person to help him find immortality and medicine.
A question that he never knows the answer to will always be with him until he dies and takes it to his mausoleum.
To be honest, Ying Zheng was still unwilling. He was silent for a moment and turned to look at Zhao Hao:
"Are the heaven and underworld you just mentioned true?
And can those nine-thousand-year-old flat peaches really help people live forever and live as long as heaven and earth? "
Although what Zhao Hao said was very mysterious, especially the part about the eighteen levels of hell, even he, the First Emperor, was frightened when he heard it.
After all, he has killed countless people in his life. If he enters the underworld, there is no telling what kind of torture he will encounter.
But Zhao Hao's words gave him hope of immortality.
However, Zhao Hao smiled dumbly, shook his head and said: "Fake, it's all fake!"
"This talk about gods and ghosts, I have written no less than a hundred stories about gods and ghosts in a book called Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. If your father likes it, you can read this book!"
"..."
Ying Zheng remained silent, sighed helplessly, turned around and walked towards the carriage.
Zhao Hao looked at his back and sighed.
He knew that immortality was the knot in Ying Zheng's heart. If he did not untie the knot in Ying Zheng's heart, one Xu Fu would die today, and the next Xu Fu would be there tomorrow, until Ying Zheng dies with regret.
Therefore, after thinking for a moment, Zhao Hao decided to untie Ying Zheng's knot.
Even if the effect was minimal, he would give it a try.
"Father, before leaving, can you and I go to the Ancestral Temple? Just us father and son..."
Zhao Hao looked at Ying Zheng's back and suddenly said.
Ying Zheng paused and turned back with some confusion: "What do you want to do?"
"It's nothing, there's just something I want to say to my father alone..."
"Um?"
Ying Zheng frowned, turned to look at Zhao Gao, and then looked at the middle-aged man just now: "How long until we set off?"
"Back to Your Majesty, there is still one hour."
The middle-aged man took out a simple hourglass, looked at it carefully, and said to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and walked directly out of the carriage without saying anything else.
Zhao Hao glanced at him and followed him slowly towards the Ancestral Temple without saying anything.
When the two of them came to the pine forest in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Ying Zheng turned to look at Zhao Hao:
"It's just us, father and son, here. If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Um."
Zhao Hao nodded, thought for a moment, and then looked back at Ying Zheng: "Father, do you think this ancestor in the Ancestral Temple is dead?"
"What's the meaning?"
Ying Zheng frowned and looked at Zhao Hao with some confusion.
Zhao Hao smiled and said: "As far as I know, the people enshrined in this imperial temple are the kings of Qin in the Qin Dynasty!"
"After each generation of King Qin dies, his successor will inherit the position of King Qin. In other words, the position of King Qin is not dead."
"Only the person who inherited the position of King Qin died!"
"Maybe some people will be sad because of the death of the previous generation of King Qin, or maybe some people will be excited because of his death and feel that he blocked their way to inherit the throne."
"So……"
Having said this, he paused and looked at Ying Zheng with burning eyes: "What do you think, Father?"
"I……"
Ying Zheng opened his mouth but stopped talking.
Zhao Hao continued to ask: "So, why did the death of the previous generation of King Qin cause such a situation? Is he really dead?"
"..."
Ying Zheng was speechless and looked at Zhao Hao without saying a word, wondering what kind of medicine this boy was selling in his gourd.
But Zhao Hao slowly walked into the Ancestral Temple, glanced at the tablets of the previous Qin kings in the candlelight, and said in a low voice:
"I think they may not be dead, at least they won't die until I, the Ying Qin royal family, die."
"Why?"
Ying Zheng, who followed Zhao Hao into the Ancestral Temple, looked at Zhao Hao with some confusion.
I saw Zhao Hao bowing respectfully to the memorial tablet of the previous Qin kings in front of him, and then looked back at Ying Zheng, with a solemn expression on his face:
"Because their deaths are all fake!"
Ying Zheng: "..."
Zhao Hao: "..."
The two looked at each other, both speechless.
After a while, Zhao Hao continued: "A sage once said that a person will die three times in his life. The first time is the death of the body, which is what we know as death."
"The second time is a funeral, which means death in society, and the third time is oblivion, which means completely disappearing from the world. No one will remember the deceased."
"Only after experiencing these three deaths can it be considered true death!"
"So!"
Zhao Hao looked at Ying Zheng, raised his hand and pointed to the memorial tablet on the side, and said with great solemnity: "Father, do you remember them? Do you remember the ancestors of my Great Qin?"
"Remember, remember..."
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Hao hesitantly: "What then?"
"Father, you still don't understand?"
Zhao Hao asked back.
"not understand!"
Ying Zheng's face darkened. He really didn't understand what Zhao Hao wanted to say.
But Zhao Hao raised his hand to his forehead, shook his head helplessly and said: "My father inherited the position of King of Qin from the late King Zhuang Xiang, worked hard to govern, and finally unified the six kingdoms and became the first emperor with more achievements than the three emperors and five emperors;
So, I would like to ask my father, how did you do it? "
"this……"
Ying Zheng was confused by the question, but he still managed to answer: "This is all the result of the past kings and the millions of Qin troops in the Qin Dynasty!"
"Why did those millions of Qin troops obey my father's orders?"
"because……"
Ying Zheng was stunned, not knowing how to answer.
Zhao Hao glanced at him and said with a smile: "Of course it's because of my father's will!"
"will?"
"right!"
Zhao Hao nodded and said: "Father wants to destroy the six kingdoms and unify the world, so millions of Qin troops will stand ready and fight bloody battles to remove all obstacles that prevent my father from unifying the world. And this is all due to your will, father!"
"Is...is that so?"
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Hao in disbelief.
Zhao Hao said with determination: "That's it!"
"But……"
Ying Zheng frowned slightly.
Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and interrupted what Ying Zheng wanted to say, and said with a half-smile: "But what does this have to do with death, right?"
"..."
Ying Zheng was speechless, thinking to himself, are you the roundworm in my belly? How come you know everything?
However, I can finally see that the medicine sold by the boy in the gourd is definitely not a good medicine.
"Then, father, I ask you, if I die now, will my father continue to implement my strategy, or fulfill my dream, make the richest man in Guizhou rich and healthy, make Qin extremely powerful, and finally dominate the Nine Continent, will you plant the black dragon flag in every corner of the world?"
"this……"
Ying Zheng didn't know how to answer.
Because what Zhao Hao said is what he wants to do, but Zhao Hao is his son, and he cannot rely on his son in everything.
But Zhao Hao didn't care, and continued: "If the father has accomplished everything that the son wants to do, then can it be understood that the son has accomplished what he wants to do?"
"probably……"
Ying Zheng replied somewhat uncertainly.
He felt as if something was cracking in his head.
But Zhao Hao hasn't finished speaking yet.
But I heard him continue: "It should be, and it should not be."
"Because my father is not the real me, he doesn't know what I am thinking."
"Because my father does not have my knowledge, he cannot accomplish my goal."
"Because my father doesn't approve of me, I can't promote my character."
"Then, putting aside all this, I am just a part of my father's life. Does what my father has accomplished count as my accomplishments?"
"I...I don't understand..."
Ying Zheng became even more confused.
Zhao Hao smiled: "Since Father doesn't understand, let's think about it from another angle."
As he spoke, he looked up at Ying Zheng and said meaningfully:
"If my father is not my father, and I am not his son, then who is my father, regardless of my identity?"
"who I am?"
Ying Zheng was stunned.
He couldn't understand Zhao Hao's thinking, but he could still barely understand: "If you put aside all identities, you should be a person first, right?"
"good!"
Zhao Hao showed a satisfied smile and added: "Put aside all identities, we are individuals first, ordinary mortals."
"Mortals have no identity. You can be me, and I can be you, but then, are you still you?"
"this……"
Ying Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly.
Zhao Hao's angle was so tricky that he felt like he was torn apart.
This is crazy!
How can people understand this?
He never thought about who he was.
But after hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but asked Zhao Hao in surprise: "Since you are not you and I am not me, then who are we?"
"We are who we are!"
Zhao Hao replied somewhat funny.
Ying Zheng frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Didn't I just say it? I am no longer me, I am a part of my father's life. What my father has accomplished is what I have accomplished..."
Buzz!
Ying Zheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his head buzzing.
Just for a moment, he seemed to understand something.
If people are all the same, if there is me in you and you in me, forming a whole, then there will be no difference between people.
Since there is no difference between people, there will be no difference in the will we uphold.
In this way, others can inherit my will and continue doing the things I want to do until they are completed.
And when others finish what I want to do, they also fulfill my will.
With this thought, Ying Zheng felt as if he was enlightened, his eyes gradually became clear, and he murmured to himself: "It turns out that people can really live forever!"
"hehe."
Zhao Hao suddenly smiled: "The immortality of the body is not the real immortality, because you will always be you."
“True immortality is the immortality of the will, because you are more than you.”
"When you're here, you're always you."
"Everyone is you when you're not around."
Having said this, Zhao Hao's eyes turned red and he couldn't help but say:
"You will live forever!"
"Hahaha--"
Ying Zheng laughed heartily, and his heart was filled with joy.
The knot in his heart was finally opened.
He wants to convey his will. Even if he is gone one day, someone will inherit his will and accomplish what he wants to accomplish.
This way, he will have no regrets.
And the so-called longevity has no meaning.
After a moment of silence, Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Hao with a smile on his face:
"If one day, my father is gone, will you inherit his will?"
"Ah? This..."
Zhao Hao didn't expect that Ying Zheng would ask him back, and he was suddenly at a loss.
Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng smiled dumbly, patted his little shoulder and said: "Father, I believe that you will inherit my father's will, take my father's ideals as your goal, take the future of Great Qin as your responsibility, and act with your character. Finally accomplish what the father wants!"
"Father, I..."
Zhao Hao opened his mouth but stopped talking.
Ying Zheng rubbed his head and said with a loving look on his face:
"My father understands your painstaking efforts. Don't worry, my father will try his best not to have any regrets during his lifetime. He will no longer pursue the so-called immortality and fulfill his mission well..."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the memorial tablets of past kings in the candlelight, and said solemnly:
"My father will pass on the will of the Qin Dynasty like the previous kings of the Qin Dynasty..."
"Father is wise!"
Zhao Hao looked solemn and immediately saluted Ying Zheng respectfully.
Ying Zheng smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Let's go, don't delay the eastward patrol!"
"okay."
Zhao Hao responded and followed Ying Zheng out of the Ancestral Temple.
However, the moment they stepped out of the Ancestral Temple, Zhao Gao ran over in a hurry and said to Ying Zheng:
"Your Majesty, there are assassins causing trouble in the four gates of Xianyang. Many assassins took advantage of the vision just now and escaped from the city at night. General Yang sent someone to inform Lao Nu and asked your Majesty to postpone the eastward patrol to prevent the assassins from disturbing the holy driver. …”
"Asshole!"
Ying Zheng shouted violently and said with a dark face:
"A mere assassin wants to stop me from patrolling the east? What does Yang Duanhe do for a living? I can't catch any assassins, so what's the use of him!?"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty, please calm down..."
Zhao Gao looked panicked and subconsciously looked up at Zhao Hao.
Zhao Hao was seen looking thoughtful, as if he was thinking about some countermeasures.
He bit the bullet and said:
"Your Majesty, Xu Fu has been publicly executed. He was cut with a total of 3,600 knives before he died. I just heard that General Yang came to report that Lu Sheng, the culprit of the Confucian case, was also captured by the Forbidden Army. Dare you How should your majesty deal with this person?"
"Lu Sheng was caught?"
Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed, seeming a little surprised.
Just when he was about to order Lu Sheng to be executed, Zhao Hao suddenly said to him:
"Father, the vision incident happened unexpectedly, which is why some assassins escaped from the city;
But Lu Sheng may be useful to me. I dare to ask my father to hand him over to me. Maybe I can catch the escaped assassin! "
"this……"
Ying Zheng looked hesitant, turned to look at Zhao Gao, then looked at Zhao Hao, frowned and said: "Father, I can hand him over to you, but there can be no mistakes in the eastward patrol. We have to leave on time. You Is it possible?"
"Father, don't worry, I will never let you down!"
"Okay! Then my father will hand Lu Sheng over to you!"
Ying Zheng resolutely agreed to Zhao Hao, which shocked Zhao Gao on the side.
Somehow, he always felt that Ying Zheng treated Zhao Hao differently again, and seemed to trust Zhao Hao more than before.
What happened just now?
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