Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 483: Chapter 206: Ying Zheng: Han Fei, You Must Remember Zhao Feng’s Kindness to You! He Almost Spelled It Out!

Returned to the front yard!

”Zhao Feng.”

”This time it truly is a double blessing.”

”Who would have thought that Princess Yan also bore you a daughter,” Xia Wuqie said with a smile.

”A daughter is good too.”

Ying Zheng spoke in a deep voice, then looked at Zhao Feng with an instructive tone: ”Zhao Feng, though you have been a father for several years now, there is something you must remember.”

”Please instruct me, Great King.” Zhao Feng looked towards Ying Zheng.

”The distinction between legitimate and illegitimate.”

”This you must always remember, any bias will be the root of chaos in your estate.”

”No matter what family, even merchants, if there is too much favoritism towards the illegitimate, disaster will ensue,” Ying Zheng said seriously.

Zhao Feng nodded in agreement: ”I understand this matter.”

”In large families, it’s nothing more than an issue of succession.”

Seeing Zhao Feng nod, Ying Zheng felt slightly relieved: ”It’s good that you understand.”

As the current King of Qin.

Ying Zheng is naturally more thorough in this regard.

However,

Prior to knowing Zhao Feng’s identity, Ying Zheng could not treat his numerous sons according to legitimate and illegitimate distinctions, for they were all illegitimate, not born of the rightful palace queen.

So, originally, he could only focus on nurturing the eldest son, Fusu.

But his character, and his abilities deeply disappointed Ying Zheng.

But now the situation has changed.

Zhao Feng appeared.

Born of the woman he loved in his heart, the queen he acknowledged.

Then Zhao Feng is the legitimate son. With a legitimate heir, why care about the illegitimate ones?

In ordinary large families, the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate is clear, even more so in a royal family.

”The succession problem of all the sons is simply an unequal distribution of the estate.”

”A family head is only one, and in the royal family, there is only one throne.”

”But for me, the future will be different.”

”The world is so vast, each of my sons can be a king,” Zhao Feng thought to himself.

On the Land of the Divine Continent,

If chaos really erupts in the future, Zhao Feng will sweep it away and establish a new dynasty. The eventual successor must be Zhao Qi, the Emperor of the Land of the Divine Continent.

As for the vast territories beyond the Divine Continent, they can be conquered.

As for how to govern once conquered?

That naturally falls to his sons.

The world is vast, anything is possible.

”One son, one daughter.”

”You, young man, if nothing else, have deep fortune.”

”I have also prepared some gifts for you.” Ying Zheng clapped his hands.

Then attendants from the palace appeared, carrying boxes into the estate.

Each box contained top-quality spiritual medicine.

Seeing this,

Zhao Feng felt Ying Zheng’s genuine goodwill.

He immediately bowed: ”Thank you, Great King.”

”This is for Yan’er, and also for that Princess Yan,” Ying Zheng waved his hand and said warmly, ”Spend this time well with Yan’er in the estate, there’s no need to attend court.”

Upon hearing this,

Zhao Feng immediately nodded: ”Thank you, Great King.”

He couldn’t wish for more.

At the court, Zhao Feng truly had no desire to go.

Firstly, it was tedious, and secondly, he really didn’t want to participate.

Compared to the freedom of the military, the court was very displeasing to him.

”Alright.”

”Let’s not disturb Zhao Feng here.”

”He just returned, let him have a good rest,” Ying Zheng smiled, naturally understanding Zhao Feng’s character.

Wang Jian and Xia Wuqie also slowly rose.

”Great King.”

But Zhao Feng suddenly called out to Ying Zheng.

”What is it?” Ying Zheng turned around and asked.

”You treat me so well, I have nothing to give you.”

”I only have these two bottles of spirit pills to offer.”

Zhao Feng took out two bottles of pills from his robe with sincerity.

Upon hearing Zhao Feng’s words,

And seeing the two bottles of spirit pills in Zhao Feng’s hand.

Ying Zheng’s face was full of bewilderment.

”Are you hoping for my early death?” Ying Zheng said, displeased.

At this moment,

He was just like when Zhao Feng first received the spirit pill as a gift.

Spirit pills.

Even a dog wouldn’t want them.

Beside them, Wang Jian and Xia Wuqie also had a change in expression.

Confused, they looked at Zhao Feng.

Now the entire court knew spirit pills were poisonous, what was Zhao Feng doing?

”Great King, do you think these spirit pills are the poison pills concocted by alchemists?” Zhao Feng smiled, clearly understanding what was on Ying Zheng’s mind.

”Aren’t spirit pills just poison pills?”

”That’s what you said,” Ying Zheng replied displeased.

It was fortunate that it was Zhao Feng speaking; if it had been anyone else, Ying Zheng might not have hesitated to have them immediately dragged away and executed.

”These are not poison pills, but medicinal pills I personally prepared, with the effect of refreshing, and this one has detoxifying effects,” Zhao Feng pointed to the two bottles of pills in his hand.

Then he opened the bottle containing Refreshing Pills, took one out, and swallowed it directly.

”Really?” Ying Zheng was now less suspicious.

He knew Zhao Feng well.

There was no reason for him to harm himself, and besides, Zhao Feng cherished his life greatly, if it were truly poisonous, Zhao Feng wouldn’t ingest it himself.

”If the Great King doesn’t want it, just forget it,” Zhao Feng smiled, not offering further explanation.

He tucked the pills into his robe.

These pills were concocted by his own hands, refined by the Inner Qi Flame, blending the medicinal ingredients, not the toxic concoctions mixed with heavy metals made by deceitful alchemists.

This was a genuine spirit pill.

”Having taken them out, can you still put them back?” Ying Zheng chided.

”Is the Great King interested?” Zhao Feng teased.

Ying Zheng didn’t say much, he took the two bottles of spirit pills directly from Zhao Feng’s hand.

”For others, I might have doubts.”

”But for you...” Ying Zheng gazed at Zhao Feng: ”I know you wouldn’t harm me.”

For one, there is no reason.