Zhao Feng smiled: "Good!"
Ying Zheng also smiled, father and son exchanged glances, both having an understanding of each other.
As his legitimate son, and also his most cherished son.
Ying Zheng's expectations for Zhao Feng were just like Zhu Yuanzhang of the Great Ming Empire for his eldest son Zhu Biao.
In Ying Zheng's heart.
His wife was only one, and that was Xia Dong'er.
Childhood sweetheart.
Faithful wife.
Wife through hardships.
And Ying Zheng's children were only Zhao Feng and Zhao Ying.
Because they were Zhao Zheng's children, not King Ying Zheng of Qin's.
This is the root of the meaning.
Of course.
If it were only thus, Ying Zheng would naturally choose Zhao Feng as the heir, and if Zhao Feng lacked ability, Ying Zheng would greatly nurture him.
However.
Zhao Feng's abilities were outstanding, sufficient to govern the world, how could Ying Zheng not value such an heir?
"Come."
"Today our family enjoys a good drink."
