
Xuanniao Sent a Millet Egg
玄鸟送来一颗小米蛋
by Pounding Medicine in Tutu (於菟捣药)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Chapters
- 1
- Genre
- No CP
- Era
- Ancient Era
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeEastern Fanfiction
- POVMale Lead
- Age18+
- Ancient Fantasy
- Historical Fanfiction
- Lighthearted
- Power Couple
- Power Fantasy
- Qin Dynasty Transmigration
Synopsis
"Father, are you going to abandon me...?" This sentence was asked by three-year-old Qin Zheng, and now, thirteen-year-old Ying Zheng asked it again. Qin is the surname, Ying is the surname, and the surname is the genus, which belongs to the branch of the small sect under the large surname. Men have always been called by surnames to distinguish between high and low, and women have been called by surnames to distinguish between marriages. But when Qin Zheng was three years old, after his father ran back to Xianyang, although his father Gao defeated the siege of Handan, he demolished the shrunken shell of Emperor Zhou in the same year and moved the Jiuding, which symbolized the highest power of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, into the Qin Palace. The surname in the world changed from Ji to Ying. He, the great-grandson of King Qin, could also be named Ying Zheng. Even when he was three years old, he was still hidden in Handan by his grandfather and mother. My grandfather loved him and his mother very much, and he would risk the lives and wealth of the whole family to protect their mother and son from the search of King Zhao's dragnet. Life in Handan was actually not that sad. He also knew that if his father had not left back then, he would have been killed by the angry King Zhao, and the future of him, the great-grandson of King Qin, could be seen at a glance. So he didn't hate his father either... It's just that behind that figure who was running away in a hurry was dragging boxes after boxes of gold for gold. It really raises a question: A weak woman and a three-year-old child are heavier than gold. Isn't it inconvenient to take them with them? At that time, my father answered the childish innocent question: Zheng, you listen to your mother in Handan, my father will return to Xianyang first, and he will take you mother and son back to Xianyang in the future! My father married the daughter of a wealthy businessman, and his most trusted client was a world-famous traveling merchant. How come he didn't even know the specific date and time limit for the transaction? He couldn't count the days backwards, he could only count the days and the years. After counting, he didn't even bother to remember how many years it was since his father left. Anyway, he was born in Handan and had never been to Xianyang. Isn't it just how many years he has spent in a foreign land? Therefore, when my grandfather returned home one day, he excitedly picked him up and shouted that King Zhao was going to send the mother and son back to Qin. But he immediately thought that he was growing up too fast and could not be thrown up to play like he was a child. He was in a daze. It turned out that he had stayed in Handan for another six years. Zhao Jundan, who had stayed so much that he hated Qin, stayed comfortably in the rich and gentle countryside for six years, and his hatred for Qin was reduced from everything about Qin to his tall father. That year when he was nine years old, his old and immortal tall father finally closed his eyes that frightened all the other countries and became "King Zhaoxiang of Qin". His eldest father finally became the new King of Qin, and his father also successfully became the crown prince of Qin. The old feud between Qin and Zhao should come to an end with the death of the old king. He, the little grandson who was still far away from the throne of Qin, took his mother's hand and finally boarded the carriage from Handan to Xianyang. Six years was enough to erase all the memories of a child before he was three years old. He did not dare to bet that Prince Qin, who already had a new concubine and a child, would have deep affection for his old love and his eldest son. However, the days in Handan passed so slowly, but the days in Qin passed so fast. It was so fast that he didn't even react. It wasn't until he was pushed to the throne of Qin Prince, and now he was about to be pushed to the throne of Qin, that he was shocked: My father really missed the old relationship. He really doesn't look like King Qin. Ying Zheng clicked his tongue, Zhangtai's Jiuding was obtained by his predecessor, the King of Qin, who didn't miss his old love at all, and his mother, uncle, general, and prime minister could all throw it away. No wonder the King of Qin, who missed his old love like this, died, and was still telling him good things about Lu Buwei. Ten years ago, my father abandoned his son just to take away Lu Buwei's gold. Now, the shouts of killing from the Five Kingdoms are still outside Hangu Pass, and four kings will be replaced on the throne of Zhangtai after only four years. My father is worried that after he leaves, the young master will not allow the surviving ministers of the late king to fight with him for the country, which will lead to the internal killing of the Five Kingdoms in Xianyang and the fall of Sheji. So Ying Zheng once again reminded Ying Chu of the fact that he would abandon him. Who has a man who will abandon him to care what he will do? "King Qin Zhaoxiang destroyed the Western Zhou Dukedom and became the emperor of Zhou. Your Majesty destroyed the Eastern Zhou Dukedom, the last Zhou worship society. It seems that the world of Zhou has indeed fallen, and the world of Qin has been established." "But how about you go and see how the soldiers of the five countries outside the Hangu Pass show off their power, and laugh at the cowardice of the Qin State for retreating through the difficult passes and deep valleys? The really powerful countries on the east side of Weihan simply don't recognize that this is Qin's world!" "This is why you and Xiangbang were so high-spirited when they came to the throne in the early Ming Dynasty and destroyed the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and established the counties of Taiyuan and Sanchuan. Now you are lingering on the sick bed and worried about your heir - you have despised the world and you have despised me!" Ying Zheng stood up from the couch where he was kneeling and looked directly at Ying Chu: "You can rest assured that I will respect Lu Buwei as my father-in-law after your death." "As for the Five Kingdoms, do you know that King Wei is as jealous of Lord Xinling as a dragon is jealous of me?" "Father, I have never been panicked and helpless because of your abandonment. What you were eyeing in Handan was the throne of Qin in Xianyang. Now that you have been the king of Qin for four years, you should be able to see that Zheng can secure the throne of Qin." "Please leave me with peace of mind." Ying Zheng stepped forward, looked at Ying Chushu's open brows, and tucked him in. Turning around again, the Zhangtai Gate opened from the inner side. Prince Zheng stepped across the thresholds and put on the Zhou Ligan crown that King Qin Zhaoxiang had not abolished. He was King Zheng of Qin, who was thirteen years old. · Another six years passed, and Ying Zheng was nineteen years old. This was the tenth year since he returned to Qin. He destroyed Wei State and annexed the Wei capital Puyang into Dongjun, which he had just established last year, and Wei Jun was moved to Ye Wang - Ye Wang, which is a good place. Without Bai Qi occupying the wild king and forcing Han to surrender Dangjun to Qin, there would be no conspiracy between the staunch Shangdang Commandery Governor Feng Ting and the clever and dim-witted Pingyuanjun. Furthermore, there would not have been a Changping War between Qin and Zhao over this Shangdang Commandery that pitted 400,000 people; Furthermore, King Zhao would not have agreed with Qin to cut off six cities for peace, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt frustrated and refused to do so. He was so angry that his father, Gao, ignored Bai Qi's dissuasion and insisted on marching to besiege Handan for three years. Furthermore, King Zhao, who was not forced into this position, would not have become so angry that he wanted to use Qin Wangsun as a hostage to vent his anger, and his father would not have abandoned him and fled when he was three years old. Human affairs are really interconnected and very funny. Ying Zheng held on to the jade railing of Zhangtai and looked at the Wei River and Hangu Pass where the Wei River ended. The general Meng Ao who helped him set up Dongjun and his eldest mother, the Queen Mother Xia, were both ill and unable to get pregnant. His stupid brother, who grew up in Xianyang, was going to make a fool of himself again, and he might even make a big mistake. But let him take a good look at what this Chang'an Lord was capable of. ... Then there is my mother, who actually told him today that she is going to Yongcheng... She has never left his side since she was a child... Forget it, my mother can play if she wants... Ying Zheng lowered his head and fiddled with the ring on his finger. He was 19 years old, which was quite special for the King of Qin. Although the King of Qin was crowned 22 years old, looking back at the Qin King's capital of Xianyang for a hundred years, the first three generations of Qin kings who shine in the annals of history - King Huiwen, King Yaowu, and King Zhaoxiang, all became kings of Qin at the age of 19. He had relied on the support of his relatives from Shandong to connect Qin to Qi's Dongjun, proving that he, the young King of Qin, was capable and meritorious in Qin. Next - Ying Zheng held the long sword tied to his waist and stepped back to Zhangtai - he would take back the complete power belonging to the Qin Lord one by one. Lu Buwei came to Zhangtai today to find him, and told him that the first draft of a wonderful book that would be the essence of hundreds of schools of thought was completed. He nodded and titled it "Lü's Spring and Autumn Annals" and began to read it. When he fell asleep, perhaps the book talked about the mysteries of yin and yang, and he actually met a black bird with an egg in its mouth in his dream. "I need a drop of blood from your brow... You will have a name called Ying Xiaomi, and the blood from your brow will be conceived in the eggshell." Ying Zheng frowned: "What is millet? Is there any rice?" "Young man, don't worry about this. Your ancestors from thousands of years ago didn't even ask me about this." Xuanniao threw the golden egg on its beak to Ying Zheng, patted its butt and flew away. The female nun is the daughter of Zhuan Xu. She ate the eggs of the black bird by the Ying River, thus multiplying the Ying surname. Ying Zheng thought that he had this good omen dream because he had captured the capital of Puyang. Puyang, formerly known as Diqiu, was the residence of Zhuan Xu. Therefore, I happily accepted this wonderful dream and was so happy that I salivated until dawn. When I opened my eyes in the morning, I wondered, why was there really an egg in my arms? Ying Zheng tentatively called "Xiaomi", and the golden-patterned white egg as big as two fists could bounce around! At this moment, the glass mirror reflected his surprised face, and a bright spot of blood turned red between his eyebrows. Was he meeting a god or a ghost? Was his first child really an egg? Do you really want to be called "Xiaomi" by such an ugly common name? · Millet is millet. The one that is sticky is called millet, and the one that is not sticky is called Ji. · Ying Ji didn't expect that he had just closed his eyes in Zhangtai and opened them again in Zhangtai. [Volume 1]: Before Ying Zheng turned 19 [Volume 2]: Ying Zheng gets the black bird egg + the father and son's first time travel copy [Sealing the Wolf to Juxu] [Three Volumes]: While the Qin Dynasty is progressing, there are several copies at the same time. [Note: A big list of demining information [Knowing me and sinning me]] Intention: family affection


