"You're not asleep, are you?" Ying Zheng asked, pushing Ju Zizhou who was sleeping beside him.

"Don't be afraid." Ju Zizhou replied softly in the darkness: "At least tonight, those rangers will not come again."

"I'm not sleepy now... you are not sleepy yet, are you?" Ying Zheng asked.

"If you are not sleepy, go to bed early. You may have to hurry to go tomorrow." Ju Zizhou said.

"But I can't sleep." Ying Zheng said.

He couldn't sleep in a room with a strong smell of blood.

"Oh." Ju Zizhou sighed, stood up in the dark and lit the oil lamp.

A lamp was like a bean, under the dim candlelight, Ying Zheng looked at Ju Zizhou sitting beside him with an iron sword in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally felt a sense of security in his heart.

"Those bandits are really hateful!" Ying Zheng said angrily: "I will become the King of Qin in the future and I will definitely kill all bandits!"

Ju Zizhou looked at Ying Zheng. The nine-year-old child had a small and beautiful face, and his face was full of resentment and fear, which was really pity.

It was 251 BC. Ying Zheng was nine years old at the time and had just set off on his way and was about to return to Qin from Zhao.

However, since the Battle of Changping eleven years ago, there has been an indelible blood feud between Zhao and Qin - the blood feud that 400,000 surrendered soldiers of Zhao State were killed.

Eleven years are not enough to make all the parents and friends of the surrendered soldiers die, nor are they enough to make people forget the blood feud of the closest relatives being killed.

The Zhao people were extremely angry at this time. They hated every Qin person within their field of vision, especially a young Qin person with no ability to resist and prominent backgrounds.

Obviously, Ying Zheng is this Qin man.

Ying Zheng's father was a prince of Qin and the future Qin Yiren.

Killing Yi Ren in Xianyang is difficult for the ranger in Zhao State; but killing Ying Zheng in Handan is very simple.

In the past, he did not kill because the Zhao family, the family of Ying Zheng's mother, Zhao Ji, was powerful in Handan. Now that he has left Handan, he has walked out of Zhao's protection. At this time, he is like an oyster with a shell lost. Of course, the rangers will not let go of this fat fresh meat.

So the attack came naturally, and Ying Zheng was not surprised at all.

——Half an hour ago, two big men came with swords while nightfall, and then they used their lives to verify the performance of Ju Zizhou's homemade iron crossbow.

"Zizhou, you said... can I really... be the King of Qin?" Ying Zheng suddenly asked, with a look of sadness on his pretty little face: "I have never seen my father before... He will definitely not be pampering me too much... It is impossible for a son who is not favored to become the King of Qin..."

Ying Zheng’s considerations also make some sense.

When he was young, Qin Yiren returned to Qin with the help of Lu Buwei. The father and son had not seen each other for many years. Now it can be said that they have not met each other and loved each other, which is even more unfair.

Therefore, even if Qin Yiren is now going to succeed to the throne of King Qin, Ying Zheng will not be very likely to become the crown prince when he returns to Qin.

Ju Zizhou thought for a while and asked, "Ying Zheng, what do you think... are the necessary conditions to become the King of Qin?"

"Father's love." Ying Zheng replied.

He was a little uncertain.

Ju Zizhou smiled and patted Ying Zheng's head gently. The eyes of the 14-5-year-old boy burst into wisdom that was not consistent with his age: "The personal likes and dislikes of the King of Qin have never mattered!"

"What?" Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment.

Ju Zizhou smiled and explained further: "The personal likes and dislikes of the King of Qin cannot affect the overall situation of Qin, nor can it affect you to be the next King of Qin!"

As a visitor from later generations, although Ju Zizhou did not know much about history, one thing he could be sure of - Ying Zheng would become the King of Qin.

Even, he will not only become the King of Qin, but also become the Qin Shihuang who will be famous for his eternal future!

When Ying Zheng heard Ju Zizhou's words, he was very confused and confused. He couldn't tell whether Ju Zizhou was comforting himself with lies.

When Ju Zizhou saw Ying Zheng's expression, he was delighted: Finally, he has waited for the opportunity!

"Ying Zheng, do you know where the power of the King of Qin comes from?"

Ying Zheng subconsciously replied: "I am given a surname because of my birth, and I am naturally noble!"

Giving a surname is the truth of the world today.

Although the rituals and music are broken, the blood nobles are still the controller of this world. The Ying surname of the Qin royal family was even passed down from the Shang Dynasty.

Ju Zizhou replied contemptuously: "Wrong!"

"Wrong?" Ying Zheng was a little confused: "Why?"

"In this world, whoever has a big fist will keep his word! Whoever keeps his word will have power! It has nothing to do with blood!"

"The reason why King Zhao wanted to let you and your son go back to Qin is because Qin's military strength is much stronger than Zhao!"

"Then... the power of the King of Qin comes from the military strength of Qin?" Ying Zheng asked.

"It's still wrong!" Ju Zizhou asked, "Why can the Qin King make thousands of tiger and wolf troops obey him with his power? Is the Qin King's fist bigger than everyone in the Qin State combined?"

"This is impossible..." Although Ying Zheng didn't know how big his father's fist was, he knew very well that no one in this world could conquer a country. The King of Zhao with kidney deficiency in Zhao State was not good, and of course the King of Qin State was not good either.

"Why?" After thinking for a while, Ying Zheng said, "Because the King of Qin has a fortune of a thousand chariots?"

"Not right!" Ju Zizhou said: "Since the King of Qin does not have the personal strength to suppress the Qin people, why didn't the Qin people unite to rob the Qin king of all the wealth of thousands of cyclicals, but instead work hard for him in exchange for a little wealth he rewarded?"

"Eleventh year ago, Bai Qi defeated the world with force. Why can't he lead the Qin people to rebel and become the King of Qin himself?"

"This..." Ying Zheng was stopped for a moment.

Yes, why?

With Ying Zheng's life experience, he felt that the conclusion that whoever has the biggest fist should be correct should be correct.

But why can King Qin be supreme even if he has a small fist?

Ying Zheng didn't understand.

So he turned his attention to Ju Zizhou: "Why?"

Ju Zizhou smiled: "Because relationships are like this! Because the Qin people recognized the existence of their relationship, the Qin King was supreme, but ordinary Qin people could only bow down and exchange their lives for a little wealth rewarded by the Qin King."

"Relationship?" Ying Zheng became even more confused.

"Why is your mother willing to leave the delicious mutton for you? Because you are a mother-son relationship. If you are not a mother-son relationship, but an ordinary woman and a child, will your mother still leave the mutton for you?"

"No!" Ying Zheng shook his head.

"Why did your grandfather take a big risk to hide you and your mother in his home? Because your grandfather and your mother are father-daughter relationships. If they were not father-daughter relationships, but ordinary old man and woman, would he still hide you?"

"No." Ying Zheng shook his head.

"Why is your husband willing to spend time and effort to teach you "Poems" and "Books"?" Ju Zizhou asked.

"Because... the master-apprentice relationship?" Ying Zheng's eyes were bright.

"Why are the people of Zhao hostile to you?" Ju Zizhou asked again.

"The relationship between Qin and Zhao!" Ying Zheng thought about something.

"The King of Zhao is weak, why do the strong Zhao State want to see him and bow down?"

"The relationship between king and subject!" Ying Zheng did not hesitate to think.

"So why, can your father be the King of Qin?"

"Because the Qin people recognized the relationship between the monarch and the ministers!" Ying Zheng replied immediately.

"What do you just need to do to become the King of Qin?"

"Let the Qin people recognize the relationship between me and their monarch and ministers!" Ying Zheng widened his eyes.

His mind was completely attracted by the word "relationship".

Everything I saw in the past seemed to be connected by a thread called "relationship".

Because of this thread, parents love their children, so the strong obey the weak, so strangers are friendly to each other, so those who don’t know each other can share the same bowl of wine...

The world is reconstructed in front of your eyes, wind and thunder are surging in your ears, and all the fog seems to be able to be pushed away at will.
Chapter completed!