Daqin storyteller, starting with an inventory of the top ten emperors

Hearing that Guangling doesn't know the cold, Daxuelong rides down to the south of the Yangtze River!
The reward for this intermediate lottery draw turned out to be the Snow Dragon Rider who roams the world and rides the rivers and lakes!

Even Bai Su, who has experienced such an outrageous thing of time travel, couldn't help but be dazed.

Beiliang's iron cavalry is the best in the world, and the big snow dragon rides the hero of Beiliang!It turned out to be the Daxue Dragoons!

On the quiet and empty street, there was a sound of war horse neighing, the armor vibrated, the iron armor clattered, and the snow-like bright silver armor collided and rubbed, shaking the entire long street.

Bai Su's mind was shocked.

Suddenly came to my senses, I thought something was wrong!

Outside the city of Xianyang, under Yingzheng's nose, this thousand brave troops were created.

What are you going to do?
If the news got out, even if he really had no intention of rebelling, Ying Zheng wouldn't believe it!

The disturbance made by the Thousand Snow Dragon Riders was too great.

It would be troublesome if it aroused Ying Zheng's fear and hostility.

It's better to be a low-key man!

Bai Su immediately ordered them to evacuate, and hid in the back mountain area not far away.

After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's dangerous, this Thousand Snow Dragon Rider almost did something bad!
Although the Daxue Dragon Riders were tyrannical and unparalleled in combat power, the number of them was too small after all.

6 people can't even spell out a mobile phone, what can 1000 people do.

At the same time, in the inn.

The others also understood what had happened before, and they all poked their heads out of curiosity to see it.

Just now the whole long street heard the sound of horseshoes vibrating, like an earth dragon turning over, it is really amazing.

These people are naturally curious about what happened.

However, when they looked around, the thousand snow dragon riders had already retreated under Bai Su's order.

In Tianzihao elegant room, the Big Three were also startled by the sudden loud noise.

Meng Tian immediately frowned and looked out the window with the knife in his hand, but he couldn't see anything where he looked.

He looked around suspiciously, but still found nothing.

Only then did he look back and shook his head, "Master, there is no one."

Li Si also frowned, unsure: "Could it be that the earth dragon turned around?"

Immediately, his complexion changed, "If that's the case, master, be prepared!"

Ying Zheng shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be the ground dragon turning over, it seems to be the sound of war horses crowing?"

"Meng Tian, ​​what do you think?"

As a general in charge of the Qin army, he is naturally very familiar with the sound of war horses.

Meng Tian nodded hesitantly, "It seems so, I dare not say so."

Judging from the sound just now, if it was really a war horse, there might not be less than a thousand horses.

If this is the case, it will be troublesome.

Meng Tian frowned, a dangerous light flashed across the tiger's eyes.

If someone is really raising soldiers and horses in Xianyang City, he will be killed without mercy!

Qin Shihuang gently kneaded the center of his eyebrows, his eyes were deep and thoughtful.

At the same time, in Bai Su's room.

Through the system, he contacted the thousand snow dragon riders.

The reason why they were allowed to hide in the secret base in the back mountain was naturally because there was a task to do.

The sweet potatoes and potatoes he planted before should be ripe now.

The sweet potatoes and potatoes he got through the lottery at the storytelling point had been planted for several months, and it was time to harvest.

1000 people can't spell out a mobile phone, so they can always dig some potatoes and sweet potatoes.

In the era of cold weapons, population is bigger than everything.

There is enough food to feed a large population.

In this era, the astonishing yield of sweet potatoes and potatoes per mu is a godsend, which can directly affect the fortune of the country!
This is Bai Su's first pot of gold, it is very important, and he is worried about handing it over to others.

But he and Zhao Yun are only two people, he wants to tell stories, Zhao Yun wants to protect his safety, neither of them can pick crops.

He was having a headache on how to harvest so many crops, and the appearance of the Snow Dragon Knight just solved this problem for him.

As he thought about it, a smile appeared on his face.

Sweet potatoes and potatoes are the first wedges that influence this era, so naturally we should be cautious.

After solving this big trouble, he felt much better.

In the elegant room of Tianzihao.

Li Si and Meng Tian's complexion changed, and they knelt down in front of Qin Shihuang.

"My lord, what is your status? Gold is precious and jade is precious. If you want to see the young man, let him have an audience. Why go to see him in person!"

It turned out that Ying Zheng became interested in Bai Su, and wanted to meet this amazingly eloquent young man for himself.

Naturally, Li Si and Meng Tian tried their best to dissuade them.

In case that young storyteller is a villain, if Jing Ke's incident happened again, the consequences would be unimaginable!
But who is Yingzheng, His Majesty the First Emperor, who swept the six countries, annexed the eight wastelands, and looked down on the world.

Within the territory of Great Qin, who can go against his will.

Even Meng Tian and Li Si, who were at the peak of civil and military affairs in the Great Qin Dynasty, could only bow their heads and obey orders.

Ying Zheng walked away, walking like a tiger, without even looking at Li Si and Meng Tian who were kneeling on the ground.

The two had no choice but to look at each other with wry smiles and had to keep up.

While Bai Su was meditating, there was a sudden dispute outside the house.

Zhao Yun, dressed in armor, devoted himself to guarding the door, blocking Ying Zheng who wanted to knock on the door.

"My lord has an order that no one should disturb."

Seeing His Majesty being stopped, Meng Tian almost lost his nose and walked forward with a dark face.

"Step aside!"

Zhao Yun's eyes were firm and determined, not giving an inch.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was still not moving, Meng Tian was shrouded in a terrifying low pressure and was about to have an attack.

His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin was stopped at the door by a little storyteller, and he ate the bear heart and leopard gall!
At this moment, Bai Su's voice came from inside the house.

"Zilong, please come in."

Hearing this, Zhao Yun stepped aside.

Meng Tian snorted coldly, and retreated behind Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng pushed the door open and walked in, looking at Bai Su with a gentle smile on his face.

"Mr. Bai Su."

"I'm from Xianyang, just call me Old Zhao."

Then, he pointed to Li Si and Meng Tian and said, "These two people, one is Lao Si and the other is Lao Meng."

Looking over the three of them, Bai Su already knew that they were from Tianzihao Yajian.

As for Lao Zhao, Lao Si, and Lao Meng, they are all pseudonyms.

But this is not important, this is usually the way big people go out, Bai Su expressed his understanding.

After greeting each of them, and after a short exchange of pleasantries, Ying Zheng cut to the chase and said, "I'm here to see you, sir. I have a heartfelt request."

The corners of Bai Su's mouth twitched slightly.

Generally speaking, it is best not to say an unkind please.

It's just that he still wants to achieve his goal through these three people.

Therefore, it cannot be rejected outright.

"I don't know what advice old Mr. Zhao has?"

Ying Zheng smiled slightly and said, "I would like to ask Mr. Bai Su to speak for me alone. As for the remuneration, you don't have to think about it. It's absolutely generous. I don't know what you want?"

Every time this young man tells a story, he needs an ingot of gold. It must be feasible to lure him with gold and silver.

However, Bai Su shook his head.

His third rule is, don't tell a story for one person alone!