If it weren't for him, during the battle of Xianyang, Xia Dong'er might have remained there forever.
"Efang."
"Do you think I could be so heartless as to decree Zhong Fu's death?" Ying Zheng smiled and patted Xia Dong'er's forehead, just as he had done in their younger days.
"Then why were there so many rumors?" Xia Dong'er was rather confused.
"It was to protect Zhong Fu."
Ying Zheng smiled faintly, then explained gently, "After Zhong Fu resigned, the Six States all sent people to invite him as Chancellor, constantly disturbing him, even sending men to sow discord. In court, there were many who impeached Zhong Fu. In order to protect him, I ordered Zhong Fu to retire to his fief in Luoyi. Afterwards, not wanting to affect me further, Zhong Fu truly felt intent on ending his life. So I had it deliberately spread that I had bestowed death upon Zhong Fu."
"In truth…"
"Zhong Fu is living well now, peaceful and safe in Luoyi."
Hearing this—
