There was no one on the road from the city gate to the front of Xianyang Palace, nor was there anything blocking it.

The characters in Xianyang seem to have been placed by an invisible force, and they are neatly arranged on both sides of this road.

A road paved with white marble slowly emerged, and Ying Zheng was walking on this road now.

The sky in the distance is still dim, and the three big characters "Return to Xianyang" still float in the air, accompanied by a seal beside it, illuminating the entire Xianyang brightly.

The whole of Xianyang seems to have returned to the ancient times. I heard countless ancestors ringing the bell and striking the tripod, praising the only one in this world and praising Ying Zheng.

"Welcome to the Son of Heaven!"

I don't know who took the lead in kneeling, and I don't know who took the lead in praising. I only know that the people on both sides of the road fell to their knees and praised: "Welcome to the Son of Heaven!"

The whole Xianyang is praising and echoing this voice: "Welcome to the Son of Heaven."

Ying Zheng walked so calmly.

The Tai'a sword had already been tied around his waist, and the jade seal beside him was floating around Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng's hands drooped naturally, his face was hidden under the crown, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Meng Ao and Cai Ze led the courtiers and followed on both sides.

It can be regarded as the favor of the emperor, giving this group of courtiers a place to follow.

If it weren't for the gap deliberately left, these characters might not be able to keep up with Ying Zheng's pace.

It's just that this space is also limited. On both sides of the white marble road, only one person is allowed to pass on each side.

"Why didn't Xiang Lu come to welcome me?"

Ying Zheng just asked, without looking back, without stopping, and without paying attention to the hustle and bustle around him, and the resonance of heaven and earth.

Even though Ying Zheng's voice was quieter, it still echoed around the courtiers, like a dragon's chant, surrounding the courtiers.

"Ms. Lu has been ill for more than a month, and he should still be resting in the mansion now!"

Meng Ao naturally wouldn't tell the truth, after all Lu Buwei only had this thought, and didn't tell the world, he just thought about it, but didn't do it.

Now that Qin's domestic affairs are chaotic, Cai Ze alone may not be able to deal with it. Although Lu Buwei is ambitious, he can't stand it because he is really talented.

"Sick?" Ying Zheng paused slightly, the dark clouds in the sky mixed together again, a thunder happened to strike, like the wrath of heavenly power, making the courtiers shudder.

Simply, Ying Zheng just paused, then walked forward.

"The general will send someone to tell Lu Buwei that if I don't see him tomorrow morning, let him pack up and get out of Xianyang."

Meng Ao hurriedly responded, seeing that Ying Zheng had walked a certain distance, he didn't dare to dawdle, and hurriedly followed.

The courtiers behind him all lowered their heads and paced back and forth, as if discussing matters in the court, civil and military divisions, and followed honestly.

Chen Xuan was floating in the sky, building momentum for Ying Zheng all the time.

This is not only the return of Yingzheng to Xianyang, but also the foreshadowing of Yingzheng's ascension to the throne as the King of Qin.

Chen Xuan didn't know how the so-called authority could be lifted, but it probably started from the moment Ying Zheng became King of Qin.

According to the tradition, Ying Zheng would have to wait a year before he could ascend the throne, but how could Chen Xuan wait another year.

He had already put the aura into Daqin, and he didn't know when a person capable of cultivation would pop up, and it was impossible for him to watch over Yingzheng all the time.

If he happened to steal Ying Zheng while he was not paying attention, where would he go to reason?

After all, all the spiritual qi exercises have come out now, and Ying Zichu has also carried the title of "Qin Tiandi" on his back. History has been rewritten, and it is the kind that rewrites the general trend.

Chen Xuan was no longer sure whether Yingzheng's unification of China was a historical inevitability.

If it is not inevitable, then there must be accidents.

For Chen Xuan, the possibility of this accident is even one in a billion.

Xianyang City is very big, at least not something that Yingzheng can finish at this age, but Yingzheng is still walking, and the praises in Xianyang City still don't stop.

The white marble is still emerging continuously, it seems that Yingzheng took a step forward and then laid a point forward.

Ying Zheng didn't seem to know how to get tired, so he just walked forward.

The courtiers following behind couldn't stand it for a long time, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted. After all, falling behind now means that there will be no foothold in the court in the future.

"Chen Xuan, that's enough, I'm a little tired."

Even though some Chen Xuan cast spells, but standing still was standing, after all, he was a little tired.

It has been less than half an hour since Yingzheng entered the city, and he has traveled a lot, but he still hasn't even seen the gate of Xianyang Palace.

Chen Xuan looked at the turmoil in Xianyang City, and knew that the momentum had reached a peak, and if Ying Zheng went on like this, it might be counterproductive.

After all, not everyone likes to be pushed away. After instilling spiritual energy, at least one or two of these courtiers will be useful.

"Politician, stand still!"

Ying Zheng felt a daze in front of his eyes for a while, but when he saw clearly again, he was already in front of Xianyang Palace.

The courtiers just felt a little turbulent, and when they looked up again, they saw Xianyang Palace in front of them.

This time they really experienced the miracle, and they also knew that the Yingzheng in front of them might really be the son of heaven who came to lead Qin to rule the world.

Of course, the most important thing is that as long as Yingzheng goes high, Qin will be strong, and as long as it becomes strong, the position and rights will naturally increase.

For them, the reason for strengthening Qin is for themselves.

Ying Zheng looked at the Xianyang Palace with its gates wide open in front of him, looked at the throne in the palace, and knew that in the future, there would only be his seat there.

He stopped dawdling, just stepped on the steps, and walked towards Xianyang Palace step by step.

The courtiers originally wanted to follow, but they felt a sense of power coming down, and they were forced to kneel down on the ground, bowing their heads in salute.

"Greeting—welcome—heaven—son—!"

It seems that the heaven and the earth are roaring, and it seems that countless characters resonate, it is like the sacrifice of the heaven and the earth, and it seems that the gods are succeeding.

There is only one voice in the whole world, only the voice of praising Ying Zheng.

At this moment, Ying Zheng seemed to have become the ruler of the world, the supremacy of the world.

When Ying Zheng was about to reach the gate of the palace, Chen Xuan suddenly said: "Boy Zheng, don't panic no matter what happens in the future, trust me."

Ying Zheng didn't know what would happen next, but Chen Xuan said so, and he could only believe it.

Now he is like a marionette, playing the script written by Chen Xuan.

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