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Chapter 228 Father’s Friend Could Be Himself?(1/3)

Chapter 228 My father’s friend, could he be me? [Please subscribe]

The First Emperor was born in Handan, Zhao State, and was later taken back to Qin State.

When he was thirteen years old, his father died.

He went through many hardships before finally ascending to the throne.

But the power at that time was in the hands of Lu Buwei, and the First Emperor did not have much power.

Not long after he came to power, his mother had an affair with a minister and gave birth to a child.

Moreover, his grandmother was overbearing and robbed him of his power.

So his impression of women is that they are promiscuous and shameless.

According to historical records, there are three women related to the First Emperor.

One is his biological mother, one is the widow Qing, and the other is the goddess of Xiangshui.

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment and seemed unable to react.

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes.

"Why are you afraid of women? This is called love! Do you understand love?"

Zhao Hao patted his little head, frowned, and nodded vaguely: "That's right."

Otherwise, Zhao Hao should not know so clearly about Bashu affairs.

Doesn't she deserve my love?

Ah Qing has her own career. Even if she doesn't rely on me, she can still live a good life!

Ying Zheng's face was stern and he repeated again: "Pour the wine!"

"To tell you the truth, when this man reaches a certain age, he is prone to physical problems, but there is no way to solve them."

Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment and then said: "Are you worried that those families will do bad things?"

The three queen mothers of Qin State did not talk about it, but they just said that the examples of women doing bad things in history were all intolerable to the First Emperor.

"This is different!"

"You ask, are you planning to cooperate with the Ba Qing clan?" Ying Zheng asked rhetorically.

“What does this have to do with growing the economy?”

Mainly because I was afraid of the chaos in the harem.

But there was one thing that Yingzheng was unclear about, so he continued to ask Zhao Hao: "What does this have to do with Ba Qing? Why did you let me marry her?"

When he put down the wine glass and was about to speak, he saw Zhao Hao pour him another glass.

This guy is so thoughtful that he almost got discovered.

Ying Zheng glanced outside the door and said calmly and majestically:

"Yes...it's really getting late."

"What backer?"

Ying Zheng's eyes widened and he ignored Zhao Hao's rudeness.

At this moment, the First Emperor's thoughts were a little complicated.

Zhao Hao tilted his head: "Isn't my father going to prepare for the 'Western March' in the future? The land of Bashu happens to be on the 'Westward March' route!"

Ying Zheng flew up and kicked the historian directly out.

"My father-in-law and his ministers are His Majesty's historians and are responsible for recording His Majesty's daily life."

Ying Zheng shook his head, obviously not interested in the method Zhao Hao said, so he asked again:

"Is there any way to achieve quick results without harming the body?"

Scenes of more than twenty years quickly appeared in his mind, and he could finally face his feelings from now on.

Just when Zhao Hao was about to pour the third glass of wine, Ying Zheng stopped him and frowned: "It's just us, father and son, here. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it!"

She is involved in politics in the harem, she has no children, so what is she doing for? Isn’t it just for me?

After so many years, the First Emperor's feelings were finally released.

Zhao Hao was confused by Ying Zheng, but he still drank the wine and waited for Ying Zheng to speak again.

He poured a glass of wine to himself and drank it in one gulp, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart any longer.

Because when the First Emperor was crossing the Xiang River, he encountered a strange strong wind and could not continue moving forward. He was so angry that he ordered all the trees in Xiang Mountain to be cut down to punish the goddess of Xiangshui.

The First Emperor's attitude towards the three women was also completely different.

"Oh oh oh, okay."

Having learned so many lessons about the chaos in the harem, he felt that the turmoil in a country largely came from the harem.

When Meng Yi heard this, he couldn't help but trembled.

Originally, he had ulterior motives for getting Zhao Hao drunk. If it was recorded by the historian, would it be a big deal?

"this"

Ying Zheng exhaled, looked at Zhao Hao with a complicated expression for a while, then suppressed the emotions in his heart, raised his hand with a smile and said: "Come! Let's have a drink together, father and son, pour the wine!"

In this way, the two father and son drank together without saying a word.

Ying Zheng sighed in his heart and frowned slightly.

"It's just medicine!"

"Get out!"

As he said that, he turned around and looked behind him, only to see Ying Zheng was so angry that he picked up the bamboo slips on the desk and threw them away.

I have already destroyed the six kingdoms. It’s good that they don’t hate me. How dare they become the queen of Qin?

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After the door closed again, Ying Zheng picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

To be honest, he thought it would have been better if he had met her earlier.

Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Meng Yi and said: "Meng Yi, it's getting late, you should go back early."

"hehe."

Zhao Hao reacted and quickly poured a glass of wine for Ying Zheng and another glass of wine for himself.

"this……"

Zhao Hao said angrily, then walked to the corner, took off his pants, and started peeing directly in the brazier.

"Oh? Do you have any idea?"

Zhao Hao stood on the table, put his arms around Ying Zheng's neck, hung it crookedly on him, pressed it against his ear, and said with a smile:

Zhao Hao grinned with a silly smile on his face: "Brother, it's not that I told you that you are a bit irritable!"

Meng Yi looked at Zhao Hao with a strange look in his eyes.

"Brother, you are raising fish!"

Zhao Hao nodded slightly and continued: "Father, have you ever thought about how we, the Qin Dynasty, can deepen our control over Bashu after Ba Qing's death?"

That or her?

Ying Zheng glared: "That's right, where's the medicine?"

Zhao Hao thought for a while and sighed: "My son should not interfere with my father's personal affairs, but my father should know a thing or two about my father's plans, so I need this backer!"

So he suppressed his anger, patted Zhao Hao's small shoulder, and said cooperatively: "You don't want to ask around, who the hell dared to say that I was not honest on the streets of Handan back then?"

"Isn't a woman who has been a widow for her deceased husband for more than twenty years not worthy of the most noble love in the world?"

But I heard Zhao Hao say with a breath of wine: "Of course I have ways, such as sitz bath, which is to put a basin of hot water in a wooden basin, and then sit in it for half an hour, and also do anal contraction exercises."

Ying Zheng frowned and did not answer.

His mother Zhao Ji left him with a bad impression of women. The goddess of Xiangshui also had a bad impression.

Or does this guy have other purposes?

After drinking several glasses of wine, Zhao Hao's little face became increasingly red. He suddenly felt an urgent need to urinate, so he had to take off his pants and pee in the First Emperor's study.

The "we" he said mainly refers to Zhao Gao outside the door.

I don’t deserve my status!

Besides, who am I? I can just let the daughter of a hero become the queen? Isn’t this asking my relatives to get involved in politics?

Unknowingly, Zhao Hao's face turned red.

Zhao Hao smiled and said: "For example, aphrodisiac wine, such as Liuwei Dihuang Pills, can restore a man's virility."

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To be continued...
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