Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield Chapter 741 Chapter 305: Proclaiming to the World, the World Trembles!

Upon hearing Zhao Feng's words,

Ying Zheng couldn't help bursting into laughter.

"Such ambitious thoughts you have."

"You wish for me to manage the state matters, handing everything over to me and Qi'er." Ying Zheng chuckled teasingly.

"Let capable hands bear the burden."

"Father."

"From this day forward, handle the court's affairs adeptly on my behalf." Zhao Feng suggested with a grin.

"Very well."

Ying Zheng let out a chuckle, then fixed a solemn gaze on Zhao Feng: "Though with your present prowess, this worldly throne holds no appeal, as your father, I have just one declaration regarding this seat..."

Ying Zheng gestured toward the throne's position.

"Should the day come when you desire it, I shall yield it to you without delay." Ying Zheng affirmed once more.

Zhao Feng smiled and gave a nod.

Next,

Zhao Feng declared: "Father, rest easy, I'll transmit a cultivation technique to you, guiding you onto the martial path."

"Excellent."

Ying Zheng nodded promptly.

Having heard from Xia Dong'er about martial arts' might, Ying Zheng was naturally eager to begin.

Following that,

Zhao Feng's divine sense extended, enveloping Ying Zheng directly.

He bestowed the initial three layers of the [Nine Yang Solar Technique] upon Ying Zheng.

These three layers allow cultivation up to the Grandmaster Realm's pinnacle.

"I'll infuse a strand of True Yuan into your body; circulate the technique to harness this True Yuan for forging inner strength, thus entering the martial realm."

Zhao Feng explained, channeling a thread of True Yuan.

Aiding Ying Zheng to step into martial arts' beginner phase.

Moments later,

Ying Zheng ceased circulating the technique, a joyful smile lighting his face: "Postnatal Triple Realm."

"Martial entry is the Houtian Realm. Cultivating this technique, bolstered by inner strength, yields peak power of ten thousand pounds."

"The technique's grade also shapes the Houtian Realm's inner strength and bodily might."

"Mother has reached the Innate Realm now. Consult her for any doubts." Zhao Feng remarked smilingly.

"The martial path, the road to longevity."

"Countless emperors sought it in vain for ages, yet here I surpass them all," Ying Zheng roared with laughter, immensely satisfied.

"I'll provide spirit stones and pills shortly to accelerate your progress." Zhao Feng offered with a smile.

"I won't stand on ceremony with gifts from my son." Ying Zheng gladly accepted.

Right then!

"Reporting to the First Emperor."

"The Empress asks when to commence the meal?"

Zhao Gao approached unhurriedly and inquired deferentially.

"Feng'er, come on."

"Let's join your mother." Ying Zheng invited cheerfully.

"Sure." Zhao Feng agreed with a nod.

Within the Imperial Concubine Palace!

"Efang."

As they entered, Ying Zheng called softly.

"Mother." Zhao Feng greeted with a smile too.

"Father, Brother."

Zhao Ying awaited them here as well.

"Father."

"Husband."

Wang Yan addressed them.

The former king now her father-in-law, her husband the Great Qin's Crown Prince—Wang Yan still felt somewhat uneasy.

The family banquet,

a true familial assembly.

Certainly,

this occasion differed from yesterday's return.

For only Wang Yan and her three children were present; other concubines and Zhao Feng's children had yet to arrive.

Legitimate versus illegitimate distinction,

in this age, starkly defined.

Even millennia hence, it persisted.

Legitimate held the prestige over illegitimate.

"What? No greeting for Grandpa?"

Spotting the three young ones behind Zhao Ying, Ying Zheng grinned.

"Grandpa."

Zhao Qi and his siblings chorused instantly.

"Haha, splendid."

"Today, our family feasts heartily." Ying Zheng boomed with laughter.

Then took the main seat.

"Madam."

"Shall we serve the dishes?" Zhao Gao queried respectfully.

Just as Xia Dong'er prepared to reply,

"Madam."

"All palace madams, princes, and princesses request audience."

An inner eunuch bowed low and reported politely.

"Brother Zheng."

Xia Dong'er glanced at Ying Zheng, evidently surprised.

"You are the Empress now."

"Those palace concubines and their children ought to pay respects to you."

"Remain composed and receive them."

"Pay them little heed besides." Ying Zheng reassured, patting Xia Dong'er's hand.

Previously,

in this harem,

concubine rivalries might have occurred, but Ying Zheng ignored them, detached, viewing them solely for heirs.

With Xia Dong'er's return now,

Ying Zheng cared not at all.

Any daring palace schemes against Xia Dong'er

meant seeking demise.

Like serving as Ming's Zhu Yuanzhang's concubine and scheming against Empress Ma.

Pure suicide.

With Ying Zheng, identical fate.

In devotion,

Ying Zheng and Xia Dong'er shared youth and trials.

None could rival it.

"Announce them!"

Ying Zheng commanded resoundingly.

"The First Emperor decrees: all madams and offspring, enter for audience." Zhao Gao proclaimed loudly.

To the summons,

over a dozen concubines processed into the hall, offspring trailing.

Of course,

one exception.

Fusu.

When Mi Qi betrayed the realm back then, Mrs. Mi self-confined in the palace, forbidden forever from exit or seeing Fusu.

Thus,

Fusu arrived solo to pay homage.

"I greet Your Majesty."

"I greet Empress sister."

Numerous concubines curtsied to Ying Zheng and Xia Dong'er.

"Efang."

Ying Zheng turned, offering Xia Dong'er a tender smile.

"Little sisters, rise." Xia Dong'er responded smilingly.

"Thanks to Empress sister."

The concubines expressed gratitude, then stood erect, gazing deferentially at Xia Dong'er.

No palace concubine dared slight Xia Dong'er, regardless of family power.

Empress as principal wife, they mere concubines.

"We children greet Father Emperor, greet Mother Empress."