At this time, Han Xin was already hotly discussed by the bustling crowd, and was pulled back from his thoughts.

Looking at the mighty black-armored cavalry, who were already standing straight and guarding the halberd guards on both sides of the street, Han Xin looked at this scene in shock.

Right in front of him, a luxury gilded car was carved with various lifelike patterns in gold wire, which made his eyes lit up.

The huge team can't see at first sight.

At this moment, Zhao Zhong slowly walked down from the imperial guards and glanced at Han Xin.

Han Xin immediately did not dare to look back and lowered his head honestly.

Soon Zhao Zhong bent down respectfully and guarded the car door.

A big foot with golden wire stairs caught up from the car and landed accurately on a stairs carved with golden wire nanmu.

Ying Zheng slowly walked down with a crown on his head and a black black bird emperor robe.

"See Your Majesty."

The civil and military officials who had been waiting for a long time later shouted loudly.

Only then did the onlookers realize.

It turned out that this sudden big man was His Majesty the First Emperor of the dynasty.

"Meet Your Majesty."

No matter whether it is male or female, old or young, they shouted.

No matter how he thinks in his heart, whether they like it or not, this is a rule that cannot be violated.

His Majesty?

Han Xin, who lowered his head, was frightened, but he still remembered it.

In a private school, I asked the teacher who is the most powerful and richest person in the world?

The gentleman told himself that this man was called Emperor Shi Huang, from the sun, moon and stars in the sky to the mountains, rivers and lakes in the ground, they all belonged to him.

Even the life and death of all living beings in the world is all within his thoughts.

Is he the richest and most powerful person in the world?

Han Xin couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, so he quietly raised his head and took a sneak shot forward with his after-light light.

It was a majestic face, looming. What impressed Han Xin the most was his bright and deep black eyes, which seemed to have infinite magic power, which made people dare not look directly at.

He was very tall. Although his face was half-covered by the crown, Han Xin was very close. Yixi could clearly see that his face was clearly angular, with tiger's mouth, sun horns, large eyes, nose augmentation, firm and handsome.

Especially the figure as high as nine feet tall gives people a feeling of being up to the top and unattainable.

Suddenly, the black eyes seemed to notice his peeping and scanned it.

Han Xin was shocked and quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and did not dare to breathe for a moment.

Just when Han Xin was nervous, his big feet were imprinted in his eyes.

Looking at the almost extravagant golden silk steps, Han Xin knew that the owner of the pair was the unattainable middle-aged man he had just peeped at.

"Raise your head."

Ying Zheng looked at Han Xin crawling under his feet and said loudly.

"Here."

Han Xin was naturally very afraid, but he had to obey his orders.

He raised his head carefully, and Han Xin could only droop his eyes and dared not look at the sharp gaze that was looking at him.

"What's your name?"

Ying Zheng couldn't help asking when he looked at Han Xin, who was trembling and dressed in tatters.

"Kai leader Han Xin, pay homage to Your Majesty."

Han Xin was extremely nervous. The oppression this man gave him was too strong.

Since childhood, he has never been so nervous, and has never seen anyone with a stronger aura than this man.

"You want to sell a house to bury your mother?"

Ying Zheng looked at the four crooked words written by Han Xin and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, your majesty."

Han Xin dared not hide anything, and he told the truth through deeds.

"I have bought the house, you don't have to kneel down here, get up!"

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Zhong who was waiting beside him.

Zhao Zhong is also an old man in the palace. As an eunuch in Xianyang Palace, he has been in the palace for more than 20 years, and Zhao Gao is also a descendant in front of him.

But he has always been managing the eunuch in the harem. After Zhao Gao suddenly lost power, Zhao Zhong successfully counterattacked and became a celebrity in front of His Majesty.

Fu Xi Lingshi, the closest position around His Majesty, finally fell on his head.

After spending so many years in the palace, how could he not understand His Majesty’s intention?

He hurried forward, helped Han Xin up, and took the dust on the young Han Xin very attentively.

"What a poor child."

Zhao Zhong had no disgust on his face and sorted out Han Xin's messy hair.

But he was thinking in his heart, why did Your Majesty value this young man so much?

Could it be that this young man was His Majesty’s illegitimate son outside the palace?

But Your Majesty has always been clean and has never had any scandals rumored. It shouldn't be!

"Does Your Majesty really buy a house?"

Han Xin didn't know why His Majesty bought his own house. In his opinion, His Majesty's wealth did not need his own broken house at all.

However, he was unwilling to think deeply, and his heart was filled with joy.

As long as you sell the house, you can let your mother be buried in peace.

"You don't joke. I say I will buy it, then I will definitely buy it."

Ying Zheng was a little amused. Since taking power, no one has dared to question himself for many years. Unexpectedly, a young boy is suspected today.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Han Xin's eyes were red with joy. Thinking that he could finally get rich to bury his mother, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Let's go! Take me to see how your house is?"

Ying Zheng changed his tone and said to Han Xin.

"Yes, your majesty, please do this."

Han Xin was extremely happy and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his worn-out sleeves.

Ying Zheng did not take a car, but walked along the highly anticipated street with Han Xin.

After about half an hour, Ying Zheng followed the direction Han Xin pointed at and finally saw an old dilapidated house.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng stopped, stood there, looked at the dilapidated house in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

It took him a long time to recover and follow Han Xin into the dilapidated old house.

Looking at the wood collapse, it was just a middle-aged woman on a broken wooden board.

This woman should be Han Xin's mother. The room is not big. Ying Zheng can see the old house at a glance.

Apart from being broken, that's just being bad...

Apart from this word, Ying Zheng could no longer find a second word.

"This house should be your only place to live. Are you sure you want to sell it?"

Ying Zheng looked at the sad Han Xin and asked.

"There is nothing valuable in the family except this broken house."

"My mother didn't have to treat me if she was sick for a long time."

"I worked hard all my life, and I couldn't bear to eat or wear. Now that my mother has left, I want to let my mother be in peace."

Han Xin lowered his little head and said seriously.

"But after selling this house, you will wander around, and even the tiles cover your body are gone. Have you figured it out?"

Ying Zheng tentatively again.

"Your Majesty, I have thought it through. Even if I starve to death on the streets, I must let my mother fall into peace, otherwise I will be a son of man."

Han Xin said with a firm look.

This kid is a good-minded person!

Filial piety is the first priority for a person. If he does not even keep his filial piety, how can he expect him to be loyal to the country?
To be continued...