Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 478: Chapter 204: Father and Son’s Night Talk! King Mu of Zhou? Queen Mother of the West? Longevity? (2)

”Didn’t expect the Great King to be so enlightened.” Zhao Feng smiled.

”I have always been this way.” Ying Zheng raised his cup, smiling softly.

”Great King.”

”Let’s not discuss anything else.”

”I offer a toast to the Great King.”

Zhao Feng raised his cup, offering a toast to Ying Zheng before him.

”And what does one toast to?” Ying Zheng laughed, lifting his cup as well.

”To the Great King’s trust.”

”If it were an ordinary king, seeing that I and my father-in-law hold military power, he would definitely suppress us, but the Great King is entirely different.”

”This alone is worthy of respect.”

”Of course.”

”I will not disappoint the Great King.” Zhao Feng replied with a smile.

”Have you thought about the future?” Ying Zheng suddenly asked.

”Which future does the Great King refer to?” Zhao Feng asked curiously.

”After unifying the world.” Ying Zheng smiled.

Upon hearing this!

Zhao Feng pondered slightly and then said: ”The Great King has great plans, benevolent favors upon me and my father-in-law’s family, but I know my place. If the world is unified, I am willing to request to guard the Baiyue region, shepherding a part of the Qin.”

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, with some displeasure: ”Do you think I am a king who cannot tolerate others?”

Indeed.

To Ying Zheng.

He felt Zhao Feng was overthinking, worrying too much about him.

The Baiyue region, what a wild place that is.

Guarding it is akin to self-degradation.

”The Great King’s talents and strategies are unparalleled.” Zhao Feng immediately responded.

But after this sentence, there is actually another.

But what about after the Great King?

For Zhao Feng.

No matter if Fusu or Hu Hai ascends the throne.

Ultimately, they will be unable to tolerate him.

Especially Fusu.

Perhaps he is benevolent and magnanimous, but precisely because of his benevolence, he is constrained, compelled to be led by the ministers who support him, ultimately unable to break free.

It is not that Zhao Feng distrusts Fusu’s abilities, it’s just he truly cannot manage.

He lacks the decisiveness of an emperor, the dominance of an emperor.

An emperor focuses on controlling his subjects, but Fusu is already evident to be constrained by his ministers.

Given Zhao Feng’s current relationship with Wang Wan and the others, after the wars are over, those people will not let him or the Wang Family off.

The court, power, such is its nature.

As for Hu Hai?

No need for further words.

He is even worse than Fusu, if assessing the most incompetent emperors in history, Hu Hai would definitely be among the top five.

In any case.

Guarding Baiyue is the best choice, with the emperor far away, accumulating strength.

If even Zhao Tuo can dominate a region, let alone Zhao Feng.

When the time comes, placing the Wu’an Military Camp in Baiyue, it will be sufficient to sweep across the world. This is Zhao Feng’s confidence in his Sharp Warriors.

”You mean that the successor after me cannot tolerate you.” Ying Zheng naturally caught the meaning in Zhao Feng’s words.

”I didn’t say that.”

”That’s what the Great King said.” Zhao Feng smiled in reply.

However, at this moment.

It was somewhat reminiscent of when they first met Ying Zheng.

The same scene, the same topic.

”Who can predict the future?” Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Feng with profound meaning.

”No one can predict the future.” Zhao Feng nodded.

Even though he now possesses tremendous strength, capable of defeating thousands single-handedly.

Yet Zhao Feng feels the world is shrouded in a veil of mystery.

There exists nature’s Spiritual Energy, yet he hasn’t found the presence of cultivators.

Logically, this is nearly impossible.

But with Zhao Feng’s current high status and power, he has found no trace of cultivators, which is indeed too peculiar.

”Do you still remember the Spirit Pill you mentioned when you left Xianyang?” Ying Zheng shifted the topic, looking at Zhao Feng.

”Naturally, I remember.”

Zhao Feng nodded, then smiled at Ying Zheng, glancing at Ying Zheng’s desk where petitions are handled, where the Spirit Pill box used to be, now empty.

”It seems the Great King knows the Spirit Pill is poisonous.” Zhao Feng smiled.

”Indeed, it is poisonous, and highly toxic at that.”

”In the short term, one might not see anything, but a long-term intake will certainly plant deep roots of poison, ultimately dying suddenly.”

”You have saved my life.” Ying Zheng smiled as he spoke.

”I have long said, the Spirit Pill is poisonous.”

”But now that you don’t take it anymore, surely the Great King will live to a healthy old age.” Zhao Feng smiled.

Yet at this moment.

Zhao Feng contemplated: ”Does this count as changing history?”

”Historically, Emperor Qin Shi Huang died from excessive intake of the Spirit Pill, succumbing to heavy metal poisoning. Now he’s in his prime, and has stopped taking the Poison Pill. Perhaps he won’t truly live to be a hundred, but living an extra ten or twenty years seems possible!”

At this moment.

Zhao Feng realized he might indeed have changed history.

What changes will this bring to the future?

However.

As for Zhao Feng regretting?

He certainly does not regret.

After all, King of Qin is exceedingly gracious to him and his entire family.

If he can live longer, it is indeed a blessing.

”To a healthy old age.”

”Sounds good.” Ying Zheng smiled lightly; however, his eyes flickered with a gleam, clearly not wishing only for good health.

Through history.

Which emperor does not desire longevity, which emperor does not wish for eternal life, to eternally rule the land?

”How does the Great King plan to deal with those so-called alchemists?” Zhao Feng inquired out of curiosity.

Those alchemists were once of noble status, enjoying high salaries, served by servants, on high pedestals.

Now, having been exposed, they naturally fell from their pedestal.

Indeed.