Chapter 258

This news had narrowed down the scope.

But there was still no trace to be found.

There are quite a few people in the Ying surname, Zhao clan.

It seems he can only check further when the National Fortune continues to strengthen.

Thinking of the inexplicably increased sixty days of lifespan, Ying Zheng cast the unknown Resurrector out of his mind.

As for why the National Fortune had suddenly increased, he didn't know either.

He could only send people to investigate and see if any major events had occurred in Great Qin recently.

"Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!"

"It's risen, it's risen!"

Ying Zheng slapped his thigh and suddenly burst into loud laughter.

This scene left Shangqing Meng Yi and the others not far away looking dumbfounded.

What kind of maneuver is this?

What has happened to His Majesty?

But Zhang Han couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Good thing, a good thing! At least His Majesty isn't in a fit of rage."

Zhang Han unconsciously revealed a smile.

He had been worried sick just a moment ago.

When Shangqing Meng Yi and the others heard this, they also thought of what Zhang Han had said earlier.

They also felt relieved.

"Your Majesty, this is..."

"Yes, Your Majesty, what has risen?"

Seeing that His Majesty had recovered,

Shangqing Meng Yi and the others gathered around him again.

"Nothing much, I am just happy."

Ying Zheng glanced at them; he had seen their little actions earlier.

But it wasn't a big deal, so it didn't matter.

As for why he was suddenly happy, he couldn't tell outsiders just yet.

"Zhang Han."

Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Han.

"This general is here!"

"Go and investigate whether any major events have occurred in Great Qin recently."

Ying Zheng was certain that something must have happened in Great Qin.

Otherwise, the National Fortune could not have increased.

It really is strange.

"A major event?"

"Your Majesty, could you be more specific?"

"That way, this general can conduct a more detailed investigation."

Zhang Han was a bit confused; the territory of Great Qin is too vast, and countless things happen every day. How is he supposed to investigate this?

If there were a direction, it would be easier to say, as he could investigate in a targeted manner.

Otherwise, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Shangqing Meng Yi and the others also looked at Ying Zheng in confusion.

This order was given quite suddenly.

It was somewhat inexplicable.

But they didn't dare to ask directly.

Ying Zheng was a bit speechless.

If he knew, he would have investigated it directly.

Would he still need to investigate all the major events in Great Qin?

But he couldn't say that.

After thinking for a while, a flash of inspiration struck Ying Zheng.

"Do not let any major events or strange phenomena slip by."

"You can pay more attention to Ying Zi Ye."

Ying Zheng suddenly thought that this son of his had been away on a long journey for quite some time.

Could this matter be related to him?

But thinking about it, it seemed unlikely.

The most likely possibility now should be the protection of his ancestors.

In any case, he had to investigate, so checking what Ying Zi Ye had been doing recently would be fine too.

Zhang Han accepted the order; this command left him a bit confused, but he still had to carry it out.

"Why are you still standing there?"

"Take the sweet potato leaves and go prepare the meal."

Ying Zheng felt a bit depressed seeing Li Xin and the others still standing there without moving an inch.

He had only lost his composure for a moment.

Was it necessary to look at him with such eyes?

It made him feel completely uncomfortable.

"Yes!"

Li Xin and the others picked up the sweet potato leaves and headed towards the Lantian Camp.

They couldn't stay in this place any longer; it was too awkward.

At dusk.

Ying Zheng tried the sweet potato leaves prepared using the method Ying Zi Ye had taught him at the Lantian Camp.

After eating, he clapped his hands in praise.

Only then did he return to the Zhangtai Palace, feeling satisfied.

Peixian, Sishui Commandery.

Ying Ying Zi Ye and his group, having rested for a night, began their journey back to Xianyang.

This time, the thousand-man team had a new member—Xiao He.

After yesterday's events, Xiao He had resigned himself to his fate.

He couldn't escape.

He spent half a day visiting old friends, bidding farewell to the Peixian where he had lived for many years.

He didn't know if he would have the chance to return next time.

Or rather, if he would even be able to return alive.

Ying Ying Zi Ye sat in the imperial carriage; this time, he was not riding a horse.

Wang Li, Han Xin, and Xiao He rode their horses together, following not far behind the imperial carriage.

"Old Xiao, why do you look so worried?"

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"If there is anything, you can tell us."

Han Xin looked at Xiao He with a face full of concern.

Since they had joined the camp of the Ninth Prince, they were now on the same side.

They needed to get to know each other well; they could not engage in infighting.