At this time, Han Xin had been pulled back from his thoughts by the bustling crowd.

Looking at those mighty black-armored cavalry, already standing straight, guarding the halberd guards on both sides of the street, Han Xin looked at this scene in shock.

Directly in front of him, a gold-plated luxury car was carried, with various lifelike patterns carved with gold wire, which made his eyes light up.

The huge team, as far as the eye can see.

At this moment, Zhao Zhong slowly walked down from the imperial car, and then glanced at Han Xin.

Han Xin didn't dare to look back immediately, and honestly lowered his head.

Soon, Zhao Zhong bowed down respectfully and stood at the door.

A big foot with a golden silk step landed accurately on a step carved from the car.

Ying Zheng wore a crown on his head and a black Xuanyao Emperor robe, and walked down slowly.

"See Your Majesty."

The civil and military ministers, who had been waiting for a long time, all shouted in unison.

The crowd of onlookers reacted at this time.

It turned out that this sudden big man turned out to be His Majesty the First Emperor of the Dynasty.

"Meet Your Majesty."

Men and women, young and old, all shouted.

No matter what he thinks, whether they like it or not, this is a rule that cannot be violated.

Your Majesty?

Han Xin, who lowered his head, was frightened, and he still remembered.

When I asked my husband at a private school, who is the most powerful and richest person in the world?

The gentleman told himself that this person's name was the First Emperor, and that the sun, moon and stars in the sky and the mountains, rivers and lakes in the ground were all his.

Even the life and death of all living beings in the world are all in his thoughts.

Is he the richest and most powerful man in the world?

Han Xin couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, quietly raised his head, and peeked forward with his peripheral vision.

It was a majestic face, looming, and what Han Xin remembered the most was the bright and deep black eyes, which seemed to have infinite magic power, making people dare not look at them directly.

He was very tall, although his face was half-covered by the crown, but Han Xin was very close, and Yi Xi could clearly see that his face was angular, with a tiger's mouth, a sun's horn, big eyes, a nose, resolute and handsome.

In particular, the nine-foot-tall figure gives people the feeling that the mountains are high and unattainable.

Suddenly, the dark eyes seemed to be aware of their own peeping and swept in.

Han Xin was taken aback, and quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and didn't dare to breathe.

Just when Han Xin was worried, a pair of big feet came into view.

Looking at the almost extravagant golden silk steps, Han Xin knew that the owner of these shoes was the unattainable middle-aged man who had just peeped at him.

"Look up."

Ying Zheng looked at Han Xin, who was prostrate at his feet, and said in a loud voice.

"Whoa."

Han was naturally terrified, but he couldn't disobey his orders.

Raising his head cautiously, Han Xin could only droop his eyes, not daring to meet the sharp gaze that was looking at him.

"What's your name?"

Ying Zheng looked at Han Xin, who was trembling and dressed in tatters, and couldn't help asking.

"Qianshou Han Xin, meet Your Majesty."

Han Xin was extremely nervous, the sense of oppression that this man gave him was too strong.

Since he was a child, he has never been so nervous, and he has never seen anyone with a stronger aura than this man.

"You're going to sell your house and bury your mother?"

Ying Zheng looked at the crooked four big characters written by Han Xin, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Han Xin didn't dare to hide anything, and the ghost made the gods tell the truth.

"I bought the house, you don't have to kneel here, get up!"

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Zhong who was waiting beside him.

Zhao Zhong is also an old man in the palace, as a eunuch of Xianyang Palace, he has been in the palace for more than 20 years, and Zhao Gao is also a descendant in front of him.

It's just that he has been managing the harem attendants, and after Zhao Gao suddenly lost power, Zhao Zhong successfully counterattacked and became a celebrity in front of His Majesty.

Fu Xi Lingshi, the closest position around His Majesty, finally fell on his head.

After so many years in the palace, how can you not understand Your Majesty's intentions.

hurriedly stepped forward, helped Han Xin up, and patted the dust on the young Han Xin very attentively.

"What a poor child."

Zhao Zhong didn't have any disgust on his face, and sorted out Han Xin's messy hair.

But in my heart, I thought, why does Your Majesty value this young man so much?

Could it be that this young man is His Majesty's illegitimate son outside the palace?

But His Majesty has always been clean and self-conscious, and there has never been any scandal, so it shouldn't be!

"Did Your Majesty really buy a house?"

Han Xin didn't know why His Majesty bought his own house, in his opinion, with His Majesty's wealth, he didn't need his own dilapidated house at all.

It's just that he doesn't want to think deeply, and his heart has been filled with joy at this time.

As long as the house is sold, then the mother can be buried in the earth.

"You don't joke, if I say to buy it, then I will definitely buy it."

Ying Zheng was a little crying and laughing, since the pro-government, no one dared to question himself for many years, but he didn't expect to be suspected by a hairy boy today.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Han Xin's eyes were red with joy, and he couldn't help but burst into tears when he thought that he finally had the money to bury his mother.

"Let's go! How about taking me to see your house? ”

Ying Zheng's words changed and said to Han Xin.

"Yes, Your Majesty, please come here."

Han Xin was so happy that he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his worn linen sleeves.

Instead of taking a car, Ying Zheng walked with Han Shin on the much-anticipated street.

After walking for about half an hour, Ying Zheng followed the direction pointed by Han Xin and finally saw a dilapidated old house.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng stopped, stood in place, looked at the dilapidated house in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he returned to normal and followed Han Xin into the dilapidated old house.

Looking at the wooden collapse, it was just a middle-aged woman on a broken wooden plank to be exact.

This woman should be Han Xin's mother, the room is not big, and Yingzheng can see this old house at a glance.

Except for broken, that's rotten......

In addition to this word, Ying Zheng can no longer find a second word.

"This house should be your only place to live, are you sure you want to sell it?"

Ying Zheng looked at the sad Han Xin and asked.

"There is nothing of value in the house except this broken house."

"My mother has been ill for a long time in order for me to be able to read and write."

"I've worked hard all my life, and I'm not willing to eat or wear. Now that my mother is gone, I want her to be buried in peace. ”

Han Xin lowered his little head and said very seriously.

"But if you sell this house, you will have to wander around, and there will be no place to hide yourself with tiles, can you think clearly?"

Ying Zheng said tentatively again.

"Your Majesty, I have thought clearly, even if I starve to death on the streets, I must let my mother be buried in the ground, otherwise I will be the son of man in vain."

Han Xin said with a firm gaze.

This kid has a good heart!

Filial piety comes first, if a person doesn't even keep filial piety, how can he be expected to be loyal to the country?

Ying Zheng patted Han Xin's little head with his big hand, then smiled slightly, turned around and left the broken house.

came outside and looked at the civil and military ministers who were waiting with peace of mind.

"Wait and open your eyes to see, this is the Great Qin Empire, a place where it will collapse in more than one day."

"Although the country is strong, the people are not rich, how can we talk about prosperity?"

"The Great Qin Empire is not strong enough, and it is not rich and strong enough."

"Because in the land of the Great Qin Empire, there are still thousands of such people, living a miserable life of not having enough to eat, and life is worse than death."

"You are dressed in brocade and food, silk and satin, there are groups of slaves, and your family is rich."

"But the people of the Great Qin world, many people don't even have the money to bury their parents when they die, and they have to be reduced to selling their houses and even their fields to fulfill their filial piety."

"Although I am the king of the country, I am also the son of man, and I feel the pain of my skin, and this is my fault."

Ying Zheng's voice was not loud, but it was like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of the civil and military forces of the dynasty, making them throb greatly.

His Majesty was full of sorrow and infected, all of them.

But since ancient times, there has been a difference between respect and inferiority, and people are doomed to their own destiny from the moment they are born.

For thousands of years, this has been an iron law, and who can change it?

Everyone is well-dressed and well-fed, that's just a legend, wishful thinking!

Everyone knows in their hearts that the meat on the plate can only be eaten by a small number of people, and most people can only go hungry and watch others eat.

Otherwise, if the meat is distributed among all, then everyone will starve together!

[Chapter 3, and two more chapters, are still bursting with liver, begging for all support!] Sleep after the yard! 〕