Jiang Yang's mysterious identity also made him feel honored by association.
Put that way, his branch of the Qin royal family also possessed an ancient and great heritage.
But he still bowed to Jiang Yang.
"For this, I owe you a great deal, Granduncle. Otherwise, I would spend every day trembling with fear."
Before Jiang Yang, he had no need to maintain the dignity of the King of Qin.
Inside the courtyard.
Ying Zichu was thoroughly reassured, and even his state of mind had changed. He asked with a smile.
"By the way, Granduncle, I'm very curious. Which sage king were you in ancient times?"
"Well now, you really do pluck feathers from every goose that passes. All right, then. The White Emperor of ancient times was one of my incarnations."
"Hahaha, good! Then from this day onward, our Qin royal family shall be descendants of the White Emperor!"
Lü Buwei: "..."
The next day.
Qin King Zi Chu held court and conferred the title of Marquis of Golden Sun upon Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the School of Yin and Yang. He also established the Black Ice Terrace, most of whose members were disciples of the School of Yin and Yang.
Lü Buwei, brimming with confidence, put his talents to full use and began his rise to glory in the Qin State.
One year later.
Qin King Zi Chu and Lü Buwei had largely gained control of the government.
Within Xianyang.
A courtyard residence with beautiful surroundings stood in the northern part of the city.
To persuade Jiang Yang to remain in Xianyang a little longer, Ying Zichu had specifically chosen this courtyard residence.
Its layout closely resembled that of the residence in Handan, in the Zhao State, especially the jujube tree, which stood tall with a canopy