Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield Chapter 729 Chapter 299: Imperial Decree—Crowning the Crown Prince

"What an immense benevolence this is."

"Exactly."

"This clearly signals to all in Qin that Lord Feng stands as the destined successor, with the heir position firmly set."

"The next emperor shall be Lord Feng."

...

After Ying Zheng made his proclamation.

All atop Mount Tai grasped its profound meaning.

"Why not bow to the Crown Prince?"

Gazing at the stunned officials nearby.

"We bow to the Crown Prince."

Upon Mount Tai, everyone knelt in tribute to Zhao Feng.

They acclaimed the Crown Prince.

Witnessing the officials prostrating all around.

Zhao Feng lifted his hand: "No need for such formalities."

"Gratitude, Crown Prince."

The crowd chorused together.

In that instant.

All comprehended fully.

A fresh epoch for Qin had dawned.

Ying Zheng turned his eyes to Zhao Ying.

At this summons.

Zhao Ying approached, her heart filled with unease.

Ying Zheng softly caressed Zhao Ying's hair.

"I apologize."

"Father failed to properly care for your mother or you siblings all these years."

"Father owes you all deeply."

With rare tenderness, Ying Zheng spoke in a soft tone.

Hearing these words.

Tears flooded Zhao Ying's eyes uncontrollably.

Unlike Zhao Feng.

As a woman, she felt emotions more deeply.

"Why shed tears?"

"Have no fears."

"Father will make it up to you, your mother, and your siblings ahead."

"No one shall mistreat your mother or you any longer."

A gentle smile lit Ying Zheng's face.

Zhao Ying brushed away her tears, speechless.

Tenderly, Ying Zheng wiped her tears.

"Old fellow, you were aware of this from the start." Meng Wu stared at Wang Jian in shock.

"Had your Meng Family stayed out of it, you'd have learned early too." Wang Jian shot Meng Wu a glance and chuckled faintly.

At these words.

Chill gripped Meng Wu's heart.

"Were you in on it too?"

Meng Wu turned to Huan Yi nearby.

"Prior to the Crown Prince's campaign against Qi, the Great King called us neutrals and disclosed the Crown Prince's true identity."

"The court puzzled over the Eldest Imperial Son; we already knew."

"Moreover, the First Emperor stated it would come after world unification and the Mount Tai rite." Huan Yi explained.

Right then, Meng Wu's spirits plummeted.

He knew well.

His Meng Family likely fell from the First Emperor's grace.

"You did back a side earlier, but you withdrew later."

"If you genuinely atone to both the First Emperor and Crown Prince, it should be fine."

Wang Jian advised Meng Wu.

"Fingers crossed." Meng Wu gave a wry smile.

Elsewhere.

"Unbelievable."

"The Lord turns out to be the First Emperor's Eldest Son, Qin's Crown Prince."

"This shocks beyond words." Zhang Han exclaimed to Tu Sui.

"Totally unforeseen."

"The Lord's grand vision spans the world."

"He schemed deeply for it."

"Yet now, no schemes needed; the realm is already his." Tu Sui whispered, thrill surging uncontrollably.

"We struck gold following the Lord so early." Zhang Han echoed the sentiment.

Once Zhao Ying was soothed.

Ying Zheng regarded his two eldest grandchildren.

"Qi'er, Ling'er."

"I'm your true Grandfather, not some impostor."

Ying Zheng knelt down, beaming as he said it.

Zhao Qi and Zhao Ling neared eleven years.

"Grandpa."

Zhao Qi and Zhao Ling cooed sweetly.

They'd used that name since little.

No strangeness lingered.

"Hahaha."

"Wonderful."

Ying Zheng beamed with joy.

This day.

The family reunited openly in glory.

"Feng'er."

"Ying'er."

"He is indeed your father."

"By fate's twist, I left Xianyang once and reached Sha Village."

Xia Dong'er drew near quietly, speaking softly.

"Mother."

"I need time; this revelation hits too hard."

Zhao Feng replied with a wry grin.

"Mm."

Xia Dong'er nodded.

She knew her son's nature well.

Now twenty-eight, from youth onward, Xia Dong'er had claimed their father perished in battle.

Zhao Feng and siblings adapted to fatherless life.

Never from boyhood had they said 'Father.'

Abruptly.

Acceptance couldn't come swiftly.

Even if their sire was mighty Emperor Qin Shi Huang, wielder of worldly might!

"Feng'er, Ying'er."

"Father will cherish you henceforth."

Ying Zheng vowed warmly, eyes brimming with fatherly love.

To him.

Xia Dong'er, Zhao Feng's family, and Wang Yan's trueborn heirs formed his heartfelt kin.

Genuine family.

The Mount Tai ceremony ended!

For the privileged atop Mount Tai, the shock proved overwhelming.

Kings' era, ministers' era.

Ahead.

Qin faced sweeping transformations.

Zhao Feng's allies, like Han Fei.

Were bound for even greater rewards.

Huai Zhuang's ilk, clan members—they plunged into dread.

For them.

Resign outright or resist desperately; their path awaited.

Naturally.

Fusu and Hu Hai's former backers.

Sank into the same anxious dread.

"How is it him?"

"How could it be him?"

"That throne was meant for me."

Hu Hai glowered at Zhao Feng, resentment boiling.

Now.

He saw why Zhao Gao abruptly abandoned him—all for Zhao Feng.

The Crown Prince seat, once within grasp, now seized away; Hu Hai's illusions shattered.

Now.

All hopes evaporated.

Beneath Mount Tai.

Within Zhao Feng's grand six-horse carriage.

Zhao Feng sat beside Wang Yan.

Zhao Qi, Zhao Ling, Zhao Wu rode with their grandpa.

"Husband."

"Can't you accept it?"

Wang Yan inquired anxiously, noting his strained face.

"Not inability to accept, but verification." Zhao Feng answered calmly.

Then.

He spread his palm.

A drop of Ying Zheng's blood hovered there, held by Divine Sense.

Next.

Zhao Feng bit his finger.

A bead of his blood emerged.

"Martial Dao path, tracing blood origins." Zhao Feng whispered.

True Yuan flowed out, forming a subtle Hand Seal.

In the air above.

The blood drops quivered, then Zhao Feng's fused seamlessly with Ying Zheng's.

Beholding this.

Zhao Feng smiled wryly: "Indeed Qin Shi Huang, truly my father."

"Heavens above."

"What a colossal prank you've pulled."

"With this twist, won't I end as Emperor Qin Ershi?"

"That name carries poor omen."

"Still."

"It's no curse for me."

"Less so for Mother."

"She endured lone child-rearing burdens."

"Reunited with her spouse now, fulfilling her deepest wish perhaps."

"Zhao Feng bore Zhao Clan name, not mere Zhao surname."

"Back then."

"Mother chose Zhao Clan for our names, not Zhao family."

"We carry Ying of Zhao."

"I am Ying Feng of Zhao, Ying'er Ying Ying of Zhao."

"Sigh."

"Emperor Qin Shi Huang as my sire."

"Facing him henceforth feels utterly odd."

"No surprise his tolerance ran so deep, issuing edicts to elevate me, granting total trust."

"This reveals the core truth."

"Scheming for the realm."

"All those plots, yet the future empire belongs to me."

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