Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"I owe Zheng'er a lot." Ying Zichu suddenly said softly, as if recalling something.

Leaning on the side of the bed, looking up.

"If it wasn't for you, he might have died on the way back to Qin."

"I seldom accompany him all the year round."

"Maybe I'm really a father in vain."

It's ridiculous to say that he has been chasing power and career for half his life. In the end, he didn't take a second look at this great Qin country, but the ones he couldn't let go of were people.

The two were speechless for a while.

Ying Zichu's eyes fell on Gu Nan, and he said with a chuckle, "Here, don't wear your armor face, it looks weird."

Gu Nan glanced at his mouth: "The meaning of the former king is that the forbidden army is in the palace, and the armor is added to the face."

"Then, I am the King of Qin now, and I let you pick it now."

Rolling her eyes at Ying Zichu, not knowing what he was thinking, Gu Nan nodded helplessly: "Okay, you are the boss, listen to you."

The cold nails were removed.

The sun shone on the profile of the person by the window, and the breeze blew her long hair.

The white robes all over her body are elegant and elegant, as if they were exiled immortals.

Ying Zichu watched quietly, not recovering for a long time.

Sensing Ying Zichu's gaze, Gu Nan raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

"What are you looking at?"

Only then did Ying Zichu look away, and smiled, "It's nothing."

I was just thinking, for a person like me, before he died, he was accompanied by a close friend like you, it is truly blessed by God.

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"Mr. Gu, it's your turn."

Ying Zheng pushed a chess piece forward to eat Gu Nan's one, and looked at Gu Nan with a smile.

In March and April, the trees in the courtyard are full of white flowers as in previous years.Dotted in the tender green, the petals fall on the ground, and the wind blows, and the white leaves are blown into a ball, which is quite beautiful.

After the war ended, Gu Nan resumed his life in Xianyang City.

Training in the army in the morning, the army lost 600 people in this battle, and they could only make up for it.Those recruits just came in, and they were crying and screaming under the torture of the veterans.

Veterans practice hard because they understand that hard work now may save your life in the future.They didn't want these recruits who just came in to die on the battlefield like that.

Teaching at the Prince's Mansion at noon, she had nothing to do and made a set of chess. Of course, without the Chuhe Han boundary, the cannon became a throwing (catapult).

After going through a few rounds with Li Si, this guy exclaimed that it was wonderful, pulling Gu Nan to go a few times every day.

It provoked Ying Zheng to join in, and after he learned it, he also joined the chess game.

It can only be said that if this continues, the schoolwork will be wasted.

"I've said it several times, we need to take a long-term view."

The old god Gu Nan was there, and moved his chess pieces to capture Ying Zheng's rook.

"Don't lose out on small things."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and curled a finger to hit Ying Zheng's forehead, and said with a smile.

"The chess game is small, but if you make a mistake in the future, it will be a big one."

"Ouch."

Ying Zheng let out a cry of pain, covered his head and complained: "Mr. Gu, I'm not a child anymore, why am I always like this."

Li Si, who was on the side, held back his smile and looked down at the chessboard on the table.

The square-inch chessboard incorporates the art of war into it, allowing chess players to understand it deeply, and there is something to be gained in every game. It can only be said that it is Mr. Gu.

"Isn't it small?" Gu Nan compared Ying Zheng's stature, which was less than her neck.

"I can't see it."

Ying Zheng pursed his lips, looked into the chessboard, suddenly grinned, picked up a piece and put it down.

"General."

Gu Nan's complacency froze on his face, looking at the chessboard, it seemed that he had really killed the chess.

"Mr. Gu, remember, don't lose the big because of the small."

Ying Zheng said with a smile.

"..." Touching her nose in embarrassment, Gu Nan blushed and said, "Do it again, do it again."

She has also read through the art of war for so many years, and it is really embarrassing to be killed by a child who is only eleven or twelve years old.

"No." Ying Zheng smiled and raised one of his hands to Gu Nan's forehead: "I want to fight back."

"Don't even think about it." Gu Nan turned and ran.

"Don't run!" Ying Zheng chased after him.

Li Si sat in his seat and laughed loudly: "Mr. Gu, run faster, the young master will catch up."

"I want you to say it!"

Outside the small courtyard, Ying Zichu looked slumped, wearing a black robe and a heavy cloak on his shoulders.

Watching the fight in the courtyard with a smile, he coughed a few times.

Turn around and leave silently.

He has walked all the way from the protégé of the Zhao state, from the bright young man to the bowed man.

He abandoned his name, his dearest relatives, his relationship with others, and all his relatives were alienated, so what did he gain?

In the long corridor, there seemed to be a few murmurs, accompanied by the white flowers in the breeze.

"I'm going to get drunk on the picture of Shukuang. Singing to wine is tasteless. The belt is getting wider and I don't regret it. It makes people haggard for Yixiao."