Ying Zheng had his first son when he was eighteen years and eight months.
It was a healthy young boy with jet black ink hair and eyes. The child also inherited the skin color from Ying Zheng since most of the people in Xianyang had lighter colored skin color than Ying Zheng who had copper-colored skin.
When Ying Zheng saw his first son his eyes softened a bit then he sighed and went to pick up his son.
'Sigh so weak I can hold him with one hand and if I wanted I can just kill him with a pinch I hope he can grow up strong.'
Ying Zheng would never forget how It felt to carry his child for the first time.
His clothes and hair were dusty since he left in the middle of a campaign against the Shu state.
Ying Zheng was exhausted terrified and overwhelmed. A part of Ying Zheng could not believe the child was in his arms while the other part of Ying Zheng felt like he had known this child his entire life.
He will never forget the moment he saw his wife holding their and could only imagine what it felt like for him so weak and innocent brought into this world by himself to face the cruelty of the world.
Ying Zheng could only say in his heart 'I hope you can forgive me, son. I just need you to endure a little longer just a little bit longer then our plans will come to fruition. I hope you can stay alive till then. If you can not then sigh...'
Ying Zheng was the first one to hold his son and rightfully so at least in his mind since he was waiting for almost nine hours of false alarms and anxiety while he did not get any sleep food or a bath and listening to his so called wife crying and screaming about it being painful.
Ying Zheng wanted to kill her several times but calmed himself down and pretended to hold her hand.
But after holding his son Ying Zheng felt it was worth it to endure this woman and not kill her.
His wife was able to hold him and, well, the look in her eyes told him something special was happening.
Ying Zheng knew what he felt, but he also knew that his wife his feelings weren't going to be the same as his.
They were both parents now and they were both going to raise this baby together, but they were going to have different perspectives and, as a result, different experiences. That's arguably the worst part about raising a baby with someone is
you're in it together, but the two of you aren't exactly the same things will always be slightly different for the both of you.
Ying Zheng knew he had to do something special today since the prime minister and King Zhaoxiang were watching so he decided to read two poems from his past life.
"Oh, I wish I could keep you, son of mine,
Right by my side all the time.
I want to keep you from the storms of life, From the world's pain and strife.
But I know someday I'll have to let go; It's the hardest thing I know. Is one I would never be able to give. written
But God's plan for you is great, you'll see - For His opportunity
It is to have you to live
Out of a life filled with His Gifts, you couldn't get grace and from me. mercy -
You and God have to venture out together,
Holding hands forever,
For you are not only a son of mine But God's son all the time."
Ying Zheng deliberately sighed softly "Sigh"
Then he started reading the second one.
"First Born Son
Tangling interiorly with mental pictures of the birth of our firstborn son, his brilliance and gentleness sweeping over me again and again.
Absolute trust and love as he saw me for the first time, outside the womb.
Beauty unsurpassed by anything or anyone as I looked lovingly at my precious baby boy.
Gently holding him in my arms, kissing his forehead and little cheeks as he turned towards my touch and voice.
Nothing on earth can ever compare with seeing your baby for the very first time.
Something within subtly changes and you are never the same again as you realize the miracle God has wrought in your life."
Hearing Ying Zheng finish his poem Zhang Lu King Zhaoxiang and the few ministers and generals with them laughed and clapped.
"General I did not know you were a poet too."
"Yes, general you are truly talented."
"General I wish my father was like you and made me a poem when I was born."
A few more ministers made some compliments on Ying Zheng which he humbly accepted.
Then King Zhaoxiang spoke and asked " general Ying I heard your campaign against the Shu state is going well but now since you have a son you can stay in Xianyang. I believe you taking a third of the Shu state justifies you taking a break for a few years to stay with your son. It is just too bad we are going to lose a great general candidate."
Ying Zheng frowned in his heart 'The way this old geezer is seeking I have to choices live in Xianyang leaving in obscurity and never seeing the light or go back to the battlefield and conquer lands for him. Hmmm I suspect that this old geezer is starting to be afraid of my influence infact I am not suspecting I am sure. I have a few answers to his move the dumbest one being doing what he wants me to do or turn him away from myself and onto another person general Bai Qi is a perfect candidate.
He is the opposition of the prime minister supporting the King but the King does not see this he is probably scared of the generals. Hmph I guess it is time to move my plans forward. But I chose the third option make you ask me to come back. Time to play my cards.'
Ying Zheng bowed slightly and said to the King "Your highness I really happy at this moment and I believe one should not make decisions when he is happy or sad. Please give me a few weeks to think it over."
King Zhaoxiang laughed and said "Hahaha alright alright alright I will give you three weeks to think it over and good luck. I will be leaving.
...
A few hours later in the spacious backyard of prime minister Zhang Lu.
Ying Zheng and Zhang Lu sat down looking at the stars.
Then Zhang Lu looked at Ying Zheng and asked him "Why did you not answer the King?"
Ying Zheng answered while looking at the stars "The King is doubting us. If I had answered he would have thought I am a man who only cares about power."
Zhang Lu looked away from Ying Zheng and asked "Are you not?"
Ying Zheng squinted and asked "Does Father in law think I do not care about Ruoxi and my son."
The prime minister sighed "I understand."
Ying Zheng then turned to prime minister Zhang Lu and said "This is a big and fatal chance for our side.
If the King removes me from power then he will continue to our faction to root out the grass by the roots not leaving any possible enemies behind.
But if we turn this away from ourselves and point it to someone powerful from the King's faction he is scared is too powerful we can become stronger and the King's faction will be weaker but we have to make the King believe he is safe."
Prime Minister Zhang Lu frowned and asked "How?"
Ying Zheng smiled and said "By marrying someone from the Ying Family."
Prime Minister Zhang Lu frowned and said "That gives us legitimacy right? but what about the crown prince?"
Ying Zheng leaned back into his chair and answered "Simple make him think we will support him and he is building his own faction. Tell him some pies like he is going to unite the whole of china and his name will be written down in history worshipped by future generations but do not say this Infront of the King. That is the outline I believe you can work out the details after all you are much wiser than me."
Prime Minister Zhang Lu laughed and said "do you think I was born yesterday why would I praise the crown prince in front of the King and stop flattering people you have to act the part if you are going to become King right? But what about the Ying imperial family?"
"Hahahaha you are right but how can I not flatter my own father in law as for the Ying imperial family one step at a time we will slowly seclude them from the crown prince but one step at a time we are not there yet."
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