Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield - Chapter 726 Chapter 298: Zhao Feng: How Am I Emperor Qin Shi Huang's Son? I'm Stunned!
Chapter 726 Chapter 298: Zhao Feng: How Am I Emperor Qin Shi Huang’s Son? I’m Stunned!
“Did Emperor Qin Shi Huang mistake someone, or what?”
“How could my mother possibly be Emperor Qin Shi Huang’s childhood sweetheart?”
“How could my mother be Emperor Qin Shi Huang’s childhood sweetheart? That makes no sense?”
Zhao Feng looked on in shock, his expression frozen in disbelief as never before.
Beside Zhao Feng.
Zhao Ying was also completely dumbfounded.
“Brother.”
“What’s going on?”
“Why do I feel like the First Emperor is looking at Mom?”
“He must be mistaking someone, right?”
Zhao Ying whispered, filled with apprehension.
And Zhao Feng’s wives were also looking at Zhao Feng in surprise and confusion.
However, they didn’t say anything.
Their husband didn’t speak, what could they possibly say?
With Ying Zheng’s gaze gathering everyone’s attention.
Looking at the struggling and anxious Xia Dong’er.
Ying Zheng spoke again.
“Efang.”
“Step up to the platform.”
“This day.”
“I’ve been waiting for nearly thirty years.”
“I owe you thirty years, and also owe the children you bore for me twenty-eight years.”
“Now, your Brother Zheng has the strength to protect you.”
“Come.”
Ying Zheng smiled slightly and extended his hand towards Xia Dong’er.
At this moment.
His gaze remained fixed on Xia Dong’er, who stood beside Zhao Feng.
At this moment.
Completely certain.
“Mother, could it really be true?”
Zhao Feng turned his head to look at his own mother.
“Yes.”
Xia Dong’er nodded.
“Feng’er, Ying’er.”
“He’s your father.” Xia Dong’er finally spoke.
“How is this possible?”
Zhao Feng’s expression turned utterly shocked.
“How am I Emperor Qin Shi Huang’s son?”
“And the Eldest Imperial Son?”
“Efang recorded in the unofficial history is my mother?”
“This joke is too big, isn’t it?”
“How is this possible?”
Zhao Feng stared at his mother in shock, unable to speak for a long time.
But at this moment!
Led by Wang Jian, some ministers aware of the inside story bowed to Xia Dong’er.
“Please, Empress, step onto the platform.”
The ministers bowed to Xia Dong’er.
“Do they all know?”
Looking at Wang Jian, Han Fei, and Li Si.
Those who were unaware.
Like Huai Zhuang and other ministers, all looked on in astonished silence.
With this high call.
Xia Dong’er eventually fixed her gaze firmly.
“Brother Zheng said that Feng’er is capable of taking responsibility on his own, and also said his Qin cannot be without Feng’er.”
“And Feng’er also wants that power.”
“In that case.”
“Let Feng’er obtain what should belong to him!”
Xia Dong’er declared firmly, taking a slow step forward towards the stairs.
As Xia Dong’er stepped forward.
On the peak of Mount Tai, all eyes converged.
“How could it be him?”
“How could the Eldest Imperial Son be him?”
“If it’s him, would that position still be possible?”
“He can survive on the battlefield, can I really defeat him?” Hu Hai gazed bloodshot at Zhao Feng, filled with unwillingness.
If it were someone else.
Perhaps Hu Hai would have another thought, but seeing Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng was his elder brother, the elder brother of all the princes.
A fear arose inexplicably in Hu Hai’s heart.
The name Zhao Feng, the name God of Slaughter.
Who among Zhao Feng’s enemies isn’t afraid?
He, a pampered prince, standing before Zhao Feng, felt an unspeakable fear, let alone daring to move against Zhao Feng.
At this moment.
Hu Hai’s heart was also in a panic.
“No wonder.”
“No wonder Father shows such favor to Lord Wu’an, turns out he’s our elder brother, no wonder Father wishes for his prestige to spread across the land, even supporting him with a Royal Edict, all because he’s Father’s son, the Eldest Son.”
“Perhaps from the moment he showed his talent, when Father knew his identity, Father had already decided his position.”
“Father let me and the eighteenth brother attend court, all to pave the way for him, to shift all attention away from him.”
“Father…, you’re truly a master tactician.”
Fusu completely understood at that moment.
Recalling the reasons and consequences of his attendance at court, Fusu understood completely.
Why did Wang Jian suddenly oppose him at first, changing his usual stance of offending no one.
Why did his father show such favor to Zhao Feng, granting him privileges no minister could have.
Everything became clear.
“We are finished.”
Huai Zhuang looked towards the place Zhao Feng’s figure stood, his old eyes filled with despair.
Now Zhao Feng’s identity has been announced, but once Zhao Feng becomes the Crown Prince of Qin, the Crown Prince, all those who targeted Zhao Feng previously would have no good end.
Not just him.
Chunyu Yue’s face also turned pale, as did many prominent Confucians in the court.
If Zhao Feng becomes the Crown Prince, he follows military strategists’ path, where would he use Confucianism?
They’re finished too.
“How could Zhao Feng be the Eldest Imperial Son?”
“How could it be?”
Chunyu Yue widened his eyes, filled with disbelief.
Among the almost all complex, shocked gazes.
Xia Dong’er had reached the steps below the sacrificial platform.
“Efang.”
“Come up.”
As Xia Dong’er approached, Ying Zheng called gently.
At this moment.
Everyone was astonished by the First Emperor’s attitude towards the woman in front.
This was a gentleness never seen, a friendship never felt.
To anyone else, the First Emperor was always majestic, always above all, inviolable.
But today.
The First Emperor seemed to return to the time when he was young, together with his beloved.
Years of friendship, years of longing, years of guilt, today everything was displayed by Ying Zheng in his gaze.
Under Ying Zheng’s gaze, under the gaze of countless civil and military ministers on the peak of Mount Tai.
