Da Qin: My Son, You Should Sit on This Throne.

Because a baby avoided an assassin, Ying Zheng decisively adopted the baby as his adopted son. He originally planned to raise the baby well, but he did not want the baby to suffer from dementia. Ying Zheng: "The world is in chaos now, Chen'er, please be more careful!" Zhao Chen: "Dim sum? What kind of dim sum?" Ying Zheng:. . . . . In desperation, Ying Zheng had to find a manor outside and conceal his identity as emperor, hoping that Zhao Chen could live a simple life and not be involved in court struggles. But it wasn't until he encountered trouble that Ying Zheng realized that his silly son seemed to be more than simple. Zhao Chen: "Dad, in order for us to live a good life in the future, my child has actually hidden some trump cards..." Ying Zheng: "Quyuanli?! How did you research this kind of artifact?!" "Potatoes?! The yield per acre is three thousand kilograms, Chen'er, are you kidding me?!" "Killing God Bai Qi?! This should be a dead person, why is he in your hands?!" After being shocked by Zhao Chen's trump card many times, Ying Zheng finally couldn't help but said: "Chen'er, you should sit on this throne!" Zhao Chen:? ? ? ?