bookrandom Chapter 432 My Fate
Chapter 432 My Fate
Xu Fu's eyes widened as he stared at the First Emperor.
"Life?"
"My life..."
The First Emperor suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a deep meaning flashed in his narrow and long eyes that ordinary people could hardly understand.
In a trance, he seemed to remember his whole life.
Is my life really good?
boom!
The Qin King's sword in his hand whistled and slashed out, hitting Xu Fu's shoulder.
Pfft!
Xu Fu could not withstand the blow of the sword at all. His knees softened and he fell to the ground.
The pressure from the First Emperor that belonged to a kingly emperor was like a surging river. The invisible sense of oppression suppressed Xu Fu so much that he could not move!
"Ha, ha ha ha, I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"
"Alright, alright, you are a natural born king! You are powerful, you are invincible!"
"Who am I, Xu Fu? I am just a lowly commoner. How can I compare with you?"
"I'm still so delusional that I want to be on the same level with you."
"Little do we know that some things are destined from birth."
"Hahahaha!"
Xu Fu, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly burst into hysterical laughter.
Tears mixed with blood flowed down his cheeks.
At this moment, Xu Fu looked like a madman, expressing all the emotions that had been suppressed for thousands of years.
Yes!
He is not as good as the First Emperor.
How could he have the same background as the First Emperor?
In countless midnight dreams, Xu Fu asked himself more than once, if he could choose to be reborn, he would definitely not do worse than the First Emperor.
The reason why he did not reach the level of the First Emperor was because he had a bad fate.
"Bad luck?"
"I'm lucky enough to have a good life..."
A sound suddenly rang in his ears, interrupting Xu Fu's thoughts.
Xu Fu looked up suddenly.
With disheveled hair, he stared intently at the face of the First Emperor.
He could not see any emotion on the Emperor's face.
"Why? Are you going to say that you have a bad fate?"
"How many people in this world can compare to you?"
Xu Fu laughed, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.
"Yeah, that little guy is really lucky."
"He was born in an enemy country and was labeled a hostage of the enemy country right after he was born."
"When he was two, he nearly died."
"When he was a child, he had no idea why the people of Zhao would spit on him when he walked down the street, why the men would punch him, and why the women would glare at him viciously."
"When children pass by, they spit at him."
"He always hears people around him say, 'Why haven't these little Qin bastards died yet? Give them food? They're worse than dogs.'"
The First Emperor's voice remained calm, as if he was telling "someone else's" story.
"But no one cares. What does a child know?"
"He just remembers that this is where he was born and this is his home."
"When he was nine years old, someone told his father that he could return to Qin."
"The child's parents were so excited that they burst into tears."
"But the child, whose freedom had been restricted since birth and who could only walk on the street occasionally and was confined to this small yard most of the time, was stunned."
"Qin?"
"The child didn't know where that place was. He only knew that he was born here. He looked at everything familiar in the yard and suddenly felt reluctant to leave."
"This is his home."
"His face was filled with sorrow. He approached his parents cautiously, pursed his lips, and mustered up the courage to say, 'Dad, Mom, can we not leave? I don't want to leave...'"
"He looked at the open gate of the courtyard with trepidation. The outside world had no kindness to him. There were only people of all kinds, accusing him, cursing at him, spitting at him, and throwing small stones at him."
"This is the child's most familiar memory of the outside world, so he is really scared, so scared to leave this 'home'."
"Because only at 'home' can he enjoy a moment of peace."
"Silly child, just go back, go back to our country! Go back to our homeland of the Qin people!"
"That was what his father said to him, and it also planted a hope for the child."
"It's the homeland of the old Qin people. Just go back."
"The little guy left his home with hope, reluctance, and extremely complicated emotions, and embarked on the road to Qin State."
"He also fantasized about returning to the old Qin Kingdom, just as his father said."
The First Emperor was telling his story, and when he got to this point, he smiled.
It was as if he had returned to the innocent moments of his childhood, remembering that although those days were hard, they were the only carefree moments in his life.
That year, he was only nine years old.
After that year.
Not long after...
Father is dead.
The beautiful things the father had said and the hope he left for his children were also shattered.
The child thought he had returned to his home, and it was just as his father had said, with a kind father and a loving mother, and a harmonious family.
But the result?
Mother...Mother only loves her lover Lao Ai.
He thought he was not good enough.
That's why he worked so hard to hone his martial arts not long after he succeeded to the throne.
He followed Lu Buwei and worked hard to learn the knowledge of his predecessors.
Everyone who saw him growing so strong and healthy praised him, saying that he had the qualities to be a king and was a natural born king!
But who still remembers that he was just a little boy at that time.
But the boy was wrong after all.
His efforts did not bring back family affection.
The mother gave birth to a child with her own lover.
She even wanted to depose the king at the instigation of her lover.
But can’t mother see it?
The current King of Qin is also your child.
Lao Ai rebelled after all.
He tried to kill the king and replace the royal power!
Fortunately, all these years of youth were not spent in vain.
He has come to this day amidst the bloody turmoil and intrigues of the palace.
The young man planned calmly, judged the situation, killed Lao Ai, wiped out his three clans, and preserved the fire of the old Qin people!
"Zheng'er, Zheng'er, please don't kill him, okay? Mom begs you."
"Zheng'er, even if it's for mom, please don't kill him, okay?"
"We'll leave you, we'll stay away from you, and we'll never go back to the Qin Palace again, okay?"
Inside the palace.
The mother cried like a tearful person, with tears and sobs flowing down her face.
She held her child in her arms, trembling all over, and just pleaded for her lover word by word.
"mother."
Ying Zheng suddenly smiled, but his smile did not show any joy.
He enjoyed his mother's embrace for the first time in a long time, but his heart was so cold.
"Mom, have you... have you forgotten that I... I am also your child."
Ying Zheng said softly.
These words made the mother's body suddenly stiffen.
There was silence in the main hall.
"Mother, as a son, Zheng'er should have agreed to your request."
"But mother, you know, Zheng'er is still the king of the Qin people."
"According to the laws of the Qin Dynasty, rebels shall be exterminated along with their entire clan."
On this day, Ying Zheng suppressed the pain in his heart, turned around and left the palace without hesitation.
His back looked so desolate and lonely.
Because on this day, a young man who had suffered from cold stares and ridicule since childhood and persisted step by step to where he is today.
He... lost his mother's love.
His father died early and his mother became estranged from him.
In this world, it seems that he, Ying Zheng, is the only one left.
Oh.
wrong.
I still have Qin.
The moment he stepped out of the palace, all the tenderness and sadness on Ying Zheng's face disappeared.
Instead, there is cold indifference and frost, and your heart is as deep as the sea.
This year, he was only 22 years old, and he took charge of the Qin State, shocking the world with his ruthlessness!