Xianyang Palace, Taimiao is close to the side of the Sheji Altar.

The nine Dading seem to have experienced thousands of years of wind and rain and stand in the courtyard of the Taimiao.

King Zhao destroyed the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and welcomed Jiuding in the Taimiao, so that the Kyushu Ding lay quietly in the Taimiao of the Great Qin Empire, suppressing the luck of the mountains and rivers.

Jiuding are, Jizhou Ding, Yanzhou Ding, Qingzhou Ding, Xuzhou Ding, Yangzhou Ding, Jingzhou Ding, Yuzhou Ding, Liangzhou Ding, Yongzhou Ding.

The body is carved with the famous mountains and rivers of the land of Kyushu, rare birds and beasts, symbolizing the world of Kyushu, and those who get it get the world.

The gate of the main hall of the Taimiao Temple was closed, and two rows of armor soldiers were loyally guarding here.

Hu Hai sat in the corner of the main hall, shrunk into a ball, his clothes disheveled, and his expression was pale.

He had just turned twenty-one years old when he was confined to the Taimiao, and now more than a year has passed.

At the age of twenty-three, he looks like he is in his thirties, and he is lonely.

Since childhood, when has he ever suffered such a cold reception.

In the Taimiao, which did not see the light of day, he struggled and survived one by one, with a day and night alternate.

Spring went to winter, and he originally thought that he would be able to see his father soon.

As long as he sees his father, he can leave this ghost place.

But time and time again, what he waited for was endless disappointment.

Why is my father so ruthless?

Isn't he his favorite son?

Why do this to yourself?

The frost in October made it colder and colder, although he was wearing very thin, Hu Hai didn't feel the coldness on his body.

He only felt that his heart was cold and piercing, exuding an endless chill that corroded him.

Squeak......

The door of the main hall was slowly pushed open, and Hu Hai looked numb, not at all reacting.

He has been disappointed countless times in such a scene, is it time to eat again?

The sound of soft footsteps followed, followed by the sound of the door closing.

Hu Hai was still buried in his head, his arms were folded, and his expression was dull.

Ying Zheng looked at his son huddled in the corner, and felt a faint pain in his heart.

Glancing at the spiritual position of the ancestors and ancestors, he walked over quietly.

Looking at the spiritual platform of the ancestors of the Great Qin Empire, Yingzheng felt a trace of bitterness in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

Back then, Handan City, the humiliated boy, is now the first emperor of the world.

Since ascending the throne at the age of thirteen and inheriting the wishes of his ancestors, Ying Zheng has lost count of how many life and death crises he has encountered.

The queen mother didn't know how to check, so the world laughed at herself.

First there was the dictatorship of Lü Buwei, and then there was the arbitrary power of Chang Yu.

In the Lanchi, Bolangsha, and the palace hall, I can't remember how many times I have been assassinated.

"Father?"

Hu Hai saw Ying Zheng, who was kneeling on the futon and looking at the ancestor from the spiritual position, and he couldn't believe it.

Ying Zheng bowed to the spiritual seat, then turned around, sat directly on the futon and beckoned to Hu Hai.

Hu Hai immediately climbed all the way and knelt honestly in front of Yingzheng.

"Hai'er, do you know why your father punished you?"

Ying Zheng stretched out his big hand and warmly helped Hu Hai tidy up his messy hair.

"Father...... Erchen knew that he was wrong, and Erchen should not listen to Zhao Gao's bewitchment and covet the emperor's throne. ”

Hu Hai wept bitterly.

"Smack......

Yingzheng, who was originally helping Hu Hai tidy up his messy hair, suddenly slapped Hu Hai.

"If you don't want to be an emperor, you don't deserve to be my son."

Ying Zheng glared at Hu Hai and said sternly.

Hu Hai was directly stunned by a slap, and when he heard his father say this, he was even more at a loss.

"Father, the child doesn't understand. Since the father and emperor don't blame the sons, why should he punish the sons. ”

Hu Hai was very aggrieved, his face was hot and painful, but he didn't dare to make the slightest move.

"I don't blame you for wanting to be emperor, I just blame you for being stupid."

Ying Zheng scolded Hu Hai with his head and face.

Hu Hai was completely confused, and he was completely confused.

Listening to his father's teachings tremblingly, he didn't dare to interject, let alone interrupt.

"What my father taught me is that my sons are hopelessly stupid."

After waiting for Yingzheng to finish scolding, Hu Hai said disgracedly.

"To be an emperor is to be broad-minded and to accept good advice. Control the ministers and make good use of them. ”

"If you can't even control the courtiers, you're just a puppet emperor who has been set up in the air."

"When he first ascended to the throne, he had no prestige, so he was anxious to eliminate dissidents and kill each other. Such a quick enemy and painful relatives, are you caught in the door? ”

Ying Zheng really has the heart to strangle this rebel, and these words have been held in his heart for a long time.

It's really easy to say it now.

“？？？？”

Hu Hai's eyes were full of questions, what is this?

Am I an emperor?

Am I being set aside?

Have I cleared the dissidents?

Have I mutilated my flesh and bones?

Who am I going to reason with?

Didn't I just hear that your father died of illness, and promised Zhao Gao to inherit his father's last wish and shepherd these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?

Didn't I succeed before I was imprisoned by your father?

Am I dreaming?

Are they all hallucinations?

Am I sick, or are you old and confused?

Hu Hai's mind was a mess of porridge, and he was completely confused.

"Don't you know what you're doing wrong?"

Ying Zheng glared at Hu Haidao viciously.

"......" Hu Hai.

"Father, the son really doesn't know!"

Hu Hai cried with a sad face, and said in a weak voice.

"Smack......

Ying Zheng was so angry that he slapped Hu Hai in the face again.

"You rebel, if you can't figure out what you're wrong, you will die alone in Taimiao!"

Ying Zheng stood up and was about to leave angrily.

Hu Hai has really been desperate for a long time, and when he sees hope coming, he is willing to let it go easily.

"Father...... Erchen is wrong, Erchen really knows that he is wrong. ”

Hu Hai hurriedly knelt down, hugged Yingzheng's thigh, and begged bitterly.

"What's wrong?"

Ying Zheng stopped, looked at Hu Hai with a frown, and said coldly.

"Father...... Erchen did not dare to covet the emperor's throne and listened to Zhao Gao's slander. ”

Hu Hai's tears gushed out, from childhood to adulthood, this trick was effective, so he repeated the old trick.

Ying Zheng suddenly trembled with anger, was furious, raised his foot and directly kicked Hu Hai over and lay on the ground.

"Rebel ......"

"Idiot ......"

"Don't you know ......"

"You don't understand ......"

Ying Zheng scolded while kicking Hu Hai.

After a while, Ying Zheng felt that his thoughts were clear, and he was refreshed, looked at Hu Hai, who had a blue nose and swollen eyes, and shouted angrily: "Think slowly in Taimiao, when you figure it out, know where you are wrong, and when will you tell me again." ”

Hu Hai grinned in pain, looked at Ying Zheng pitifully, and said, "What if Erchen can't figure it out?" ”

"Then you will die alone in Taimiao!"

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he snorted coldly and walked away.

Hu Hai looked at Yingzheng's departing back, extremely bitter, and begged loudly: "Father, don't leave your sons...... Don't leave her ...... behind"

Ying Zheng's footsteps only paused, and then he unswervingly left the Taimiao.

The gate of the temple slowly closed again.

Hu Hai lay on the ground in a decadent manner, instantly lost his spirit, and looked at the tightly closed door with empty eyes, stunned......

[Chapter 4 is presented, and there are three more chapters, have I been abandoned?] Is there so few recommended votes, woo! 〕