Qin Xu's heart also lifted tightly. He followed Uncle Zhong without hesitation and entered the inner hall. Right in front of the inner hall is an altar. The altar is full of memorial tablets. And in the center of the altar, there is a tablet, which is obviously much larger than the other tablets. It's written on it. The spiritual seat of the ancestor, the first emperor of the Qin Empire, Yingzheng! Beside the first emperor Yingzheng, there is the spiritual seat of the eldest son Fusu. real! It turned out to be true.
He, Qin Xu, was actually a descendant of the First Queen. The descendants of the eldest son Fusu's lineage! The true direct descendant of the Great Qin Empire! Uncle Zhong carefully took out a family tree from a secret cabinet. Handed it to Qin Xu respectfully. "My lord, this is the genealogy of your Ying family." Qin Xu reached out and took it. At the top of the genealogy is the First Emperor Yingzheng. And below the First Emperor Yingzheng is the eldest son Fusu. Qin Xu looked at them one by one. Suddenly, he discovered that at the bottom of the family tree was the nineteenth generation of him - Ying Xu. Below Ying Xu, his birthday was also written. I see! At this moment, Qin Xu came to a complete realization. It turned out that he was really the direct descendant of the First Emperor Yingzheng. It is also the Great Qin Empire, the only surviving royal lineage. And his current name, Qin Xu, is just his pseudonym. His real name is Ying Xu. But immediately.
A doubt quietly surfaced in Ying Xu's heart. Didn't the eldest son Fusu be bestowed to death by Zhao Gaochuan's Jiaozhao? Why, there will be their lineage left in the world? perhaps. Will Uncle Zhong know a thing or two? Ying Xu raised his head and looked at Uncle Zhong, wondering. "Uncle Zhong, the eldest son of the ancestor, Fusu, was bestowed to death by Zhao Gaojiao?" "Then how did our lineage survive?" Uncle Zhong let out a long sigh. The voice is full of endless emotion. "Actually, this involves a secret from back then." "Back then, after the funeral of the First Emperor Yingzheng, Zhao Gao and Li Si sent a Jiaozhao to bestow the eldest son Fusu on death." "Zhao Gao even ordered someone to kill the eldest son Fusu's son." "My ancestor of the Meng clan, Meng Tian, couldn't bear the fact that the descendants of the royal family of the Qin Empire died in vain." "So he secretly ordered his third younger brother, Meng Jia, to take Fusu's youngest son Ying Zhao away." "Since then, Meng Jia's lineage has been guarding the side of the descendants of the eldest son Fusu's lineage." "Guardian for generations, never leave!" "The old slave is Meng Zhong, the eighteenth generation descendant of Meng Wu's third son, Meng Jia." Plop. Uncle Zhong knelt heavily in front of Qin Xu. "Meng Zhong, the eighteenth generation descendant of the old slave Meng family, pay homage to the young master!" I see. Qin Xu was stunned. No wonder. Before his father was alive, he trusted Uncle Zhong very much. But it turns out that there is such a secret among them. If it weren't for Meng Tian. If it wasn't for Meng Jia.
If there is no protection from generations of Montessori. Perhaps, their lineage has long since disappeared. Qin Xu stepped forward immediately. His eyes were full of gratitude. "Uncle Zhong please get up!" "For hundreds of years, thanks to the protection of your Meng family." While speaking, he helped Meng Zhong up. "I have also been thanks to Uncle Zhong's protection all these years." He still remembers. When he was young. Wherever he went, Uncle Zhong would follow him. Since childhood. Uncle Zhong taught him horse riding and archery. He is always guarding his safety. Show the identity of a loyal servant to the fullest! Meng Zhong's eyes were slightly red. "Young master, with your words, everything this old slave has done is worth it!" He bowed to the end with infinite respect. "This old slave is willing to go through fire and water for the son, and I will never say anything!" "Uncle Zhong, please get up quickly." Qin Xu helped Uncle Zhong up. Immediately. He walked to the altar. "Uncle Zhong, fetch incense for me." Uncle Zhong hurriedly took three sticks of incense and handed it to Qin Xu. Qin Xu reached out to take it. With respect for the ancestors. Admiration for the First Emperor Yingzheng.
He bowed respectfully and saluted. "The ancestor, the first emperor, Ying Zheng, the nineteenth generation descendant, Ying Xu, has met the ancestor, the first emperor!" "I have seen all the ancestors!" this moment. In Qin Xu's heart, pride suddenly arose. He wants to declare it to everyone. He, Ying Xu, is the founder of the Great Qin Empire and the only direct descendant of the first emperor Ying Zheng. He is the sole heir to the Great Qin Empire. He wants to inherit the ambition of his ancestors. Rebuild the Great Qin Empire! Build an iron-blooded empire that belongs to their Ying family! But the ancestral hall is right above. A line of family rules in red font caught his eyes. "All descendants of my Great Qin Empire, before the crown, shall not restore the Ying surname! Remember! Remember!" "Ying Zhao stay!" On this family rule, there are many mottled red marks. Ying Zhao? Qin Xu's eyelids twitched wildly. Isn't that the youngest son of the eldest son Fusu that Meng Jia took away? What happened? Happy reading every day during Spring Festival in the Year of the Rabbit! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons! Immediate recharge (activity period: January 21st to February 5th)
