Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 169 The Great Qin Princess (2)

Duobao really wanted to run out and shake its host's head, "Host, he is Xi Xuan, Xi Xuan!"

The name Xi Xuan seemed to unlock Wang You's long-sealed memories, but all she remembered was that she had indeed given birth to a son named Xi Xuan.

"Xi Xuan?" Wang You called out tentatively.

"mother!"

"No, I can't give birth to such a big son!" Wangyou shuddered. The two of them were only mother and son in spirit, their bodies were completely mismatched, one was thirty-seven and the other was twelve.

The 37-year-old calling the 12-year-old "Mom" is quite a disturbing scene.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng did not allow anyone else to follow him in, so it was just the two of them in the hall.

"Get up quickly, you're back again. When did you get back?" Wangyou asked curiously.

"Mother, I came back after I died in my previous life. I just came back a few days ago!"

"You're a bit late, and you're already so old!"

"Mother, when did you arrive?" Ying Zheng was not at all uncomfortable, but Wangyou said she had a toothache.

"I am a reincarnation. Also, let's make a deal: I won't call you 'Mother'."

"No way, you're my mother!"

"If you promise not to call me 'Mom,' I'll give you a gift, okay?"

"Then what should I shout?"

"Call out their names!"

"No, absolutely not!" Ying Zheng declared, refusing to agree.

"Why not?" Wangyou was a little dumbfounded.

"Anyway, it just won't work. I only recognize you as my mother!" Ying Zheng unconsciously brought out the habits he had developed from his previous interactions with Wangyou.

After all, it may have been a very long time for Wangyou, but for Ying Zheng, it was only a few days.

"Let's make a deal. From now on, you'll be my brother and I'll be your sister. You'll be my half-brother from now on!"

"No, this will create chaos, absolutely not!" Ying Zheng shook his head repeatedly. What was he thinking, treating his own mother like a younger sister!

"Then how about you call me Auntie?" Wangyou came up with a compromise idea; calling someone Auntie was much more acceptable than calling them Mother.

Seeing Wangyou's resolute gaze, Yingzheng decided to stop while he was ahead. "Alright, Aunt, what about the gift you promised?"

"I'm giving you a multiverse trading mall!" A ball of light appeared in Wangyou's palm and then bound it to Yingzheng. However, it wasn't a permanent binding; when Wangyou left this world, the mall would also leave with her.

Ying Zheng was about to ask when he was interrupted by Wangyou's actions. Once the binding was complete, he knew how to use it.

"Mother, you are my own mother!"

"Get out! And stop calling me auntie!"

"Alright, Aunt!" Ying Zheng stood up smoothly. If anyone saw this, they would definitely think that their emperor had been replaced. Little did they know that this was the result of Wang You's many years of hard work.

"Get me a room, I need to rest. I haven't had a proper rest in ages!" Wangyou yawned.

Ying Zheng's expression changed, and he then summoned someone to take Wangyou to rest, instructing the palace servants to take good care of her.

Since the ruler of the country is her son, it's too convenient for Wangyou to do whatever she wants. There's no need to explain. Moreover, with Ying Zheng protecting her, she doesn't even need to put in any effort; she can just give up.

When Wangyou woke up the next day, it was almost noon. Before she could even wash up, she heard some big news: she had been named the Grand Princess, granted residence in the Princess's Mansion, given ten thousand soldiers, and the Shu Commandery as her fief.

As for Ying Zheng himself, he spent the whole night studying the trading market and successfully exchanged for high-yield grain seeds. He had already arranged for people to go down and test them during the morning court session.

Wangyou was momentarily stunned, then lay down peacefully until she had had enough before washing up and eating breakfast with the help of the palace servants.

Looking at the breakfast on the table, Wangyou felt that even a lazy bum like her could occasionally turn her life around and improve her standard of living.

Ying Zheng knew that his mother, with her innate love of luxury, would absolutely not tolerate such coarse food, so he began to make improvements.

After that, Ying Zheng started to freeload lunch and dinner at Wangyou's place every day without fail. He could only freeload breakfast if Wangyou was awake!

Of course, he could have the palace servants cook, but it was never as enjoyable as eating with Wangyou.

"aunt!"

"Xiao Zheng, you haven't started taking the pills yet, have you?"

"I'm not stupid, I know there's something wrong and I still ate it!" Ying Zheng felt that Wangyou was laughing at him, but he had no evidence.

"Then hurry up and collect these herbs, and then give me a group of people. I need to make paper. Carrying these heavy bamboo slips every day is exhausting!"

"Alright!" Ying Zheng happily sent people to prepare, and also sent Meng Tian to assist Wangyou.

Besides the busy work on Wangyou's side, Ying Zheng himself was also extremely busy, dealing with cement, glass, iron smelting technology, high-yield and improved varieties, etc., all of which required a large number of skilled craftsmen.

His Majesty the First Emperor is short of talent, so he has directly issued an edict to search for talent throughout the country, not even caring about the remnants of the former six states, as long as they have ability, and of course, they must not have rebellious intentions.

"Auntie, what do you think about me finding Xiang Yu? He's a rare and exceptional military talent!"

"Sure, but you have to convince him first. After all, a minister who doesn't want to be emperor isn't a good minister!" Wangyou said with a smile.

"What are you eating? Give me some!" Ying Zheng swiped a potato chip from Wang You's hand. "And that street hustler Liu Bang, I don't want to keep that guy around, but his wife Lü Zhi is a talent, and so is Xiao He, they're both talented, I hope they'll know what's good for them!"

"You've already sent people to look for them?"

"Of course! I sent people to look for him as soon as I was reborn. He should be back soon!" Ying Zheng said proudly.

"You should really show your ministers what you're like now!" Wangyou said irritably, looking at Ying Zheng who was sitting with his legs crossed.

"Aunt, I want to ask you for a favor," Ying Zheng said suddenly in a serious tone.

"What is it? Tell me, it depends on my mood."

"I would like to trouble you to help me discipline Fusu. I returned too late, and his temperament is too mild now. Too mild a temperament cannot support a dynasty!"

"Why don't you create another account? You're still young!" Wangyou wasn't really keen on having an old man with you.

"There's no time to teach them manners, Aunt, Mother, I'm begging you!"

"Stop! I agree! Once my Princess's residence is repaired, you can send Fusu to my residence!" Wangyou quickly agreed when she saw Ying Zheng's smooth, ready-to-kneel gesture.

"Auntie, you must be lonely living alone. Why don't we send a few more people to keep you company?"

"Do you think I'm a kindergarten principal? I'm still a child, and I'm still growing!"

"Okay, Aunt, I understand!" Knowing Wangyou well, Ying Zheng knew this was a sign that Wangyou was about to get angry, so he decided to stop while he was ahead.

"Duobao, was I wrong? Should I have tried to change my son's temperament back then!" Although Wangyou didn't have many memories of that life, she knew herself well enough.

"Host, this is good, don't doubt yourself!" Duobao replied without looking up from his novel.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng only relaxed in front of Wangyou; in front of others, he remained the domineering, confident, and decisive emperor.