Da Qin: Father!I really just want to protect myself!

Hearing that heartfelt voice, Ying Zheng's pupils shrank slightly, and then he couldn't help but look up at Ying Lan.

Ying Lan was also taken aback by the sudden gaze.

【Why is father staring at me? 】

Aware of his strangeness, Ying Zheng also quickly said, "Lan'er is getting more and more handsome!"

Ying Lan also smiled lightly, "After all, I follow my father!"

Immediately, Ying Lan began to think again.

【But do you want to tell Father? 】

Thinking about it, Ying Lan's eyes fell on Ying Zheng, and suddenly a picture rang in his mind.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The middle-aged man yelled, and then the seven-year-old was directly dragged down.

[Forget it or not, lest I be treated as nonsense and lose my life in the end! 】

But Ying Zheng was very puzzled when he heard this voice, "This kid, why don't you dare to say something that is obviously a good thing?" '

But when he was in doubt, Yingzheng also had a plan in mind.

I saw him shaking the teacup, but his expression became more and more worried, "Ah! The more I think about it, the angrier I get, how dare the mere Confucianism ignore the widows."

Ying Lan nodded again and again, "That's right, that's right!"

Immediately, Ying Zheng changed the subject, "It would be great if there was a treasure that could just make Kong Jia submit!"

"Yes!" Ying Lan nodded again.

Immediately, Ying Zheng turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Ying Lan, "Lan'er, think about it carefully, do you happen to have such a treasure?"

Ying Lan:? ? ? ? ?

Chapter 15 Paper

Being stared at by Ying Zheng, Ying Lan felt his heart tense.

【Father won't plant spies by my side, will he? 】

[Can you know this too? 】

It was just a hint for a moment, and Ying Zheng covered his forehead and laughed, "I'm just kidding my father. There is no such thing as a coincidence in the world."

Ying Lan nodded in agreement, but secretly let out a long sigh of relief, "Yeah, how could such a coincidence happen!"

[But it seems that this matter really worries Father! 】

【This kind of unrealistic fantasies are beginning to appear, don't worry about anything wrong if this continues. 】

But then Ying Lan's eyes fell on Ying Zheng with a little worry.

After thinking for a moment, Ying Lan finally made up her mind.

[Forget it, if there is a risk, it is a little risk, this time I will help the father! 】

And upon hearing this, Ying Zheng felt very relieved.

'It's the widow's son! '

Immediately, Ying Lan's eyes fell on Ying Zheng, "Father, when I came out to play a few days ago, I found something that might help my father."

Ying Zheng made a curious look on purpose, "Oh?"

"Father, please follow me!" Immediately, Ying Lan stood up and walked in front to lead the way.

After walking for a while, Ying Zheng followed Ying Lan to a side room.

This is also a wooden room with lattice windows and wooden doors, and it looks no different from the previous rooms.

Ying Lan pushed open the door, only to see piles of things on the ground.

The color of the thing was a little yellowish, and its shape was very similar to cloth, but Ying Zheng couldn't recognize what it was.

"Father, wait a moment." Ying Lan nodded slightly, then stepped forward to pick up one and came to the table.

Ying Zheng was also very curious to follow and sat down at the table, his eyes fell on the new object with even more curiosity, "What is this?"

While flattening the thing, Ying Lan explained, "This thing is called paper, if Father can take this thing away, even Kong Jia will have to bow his head obediently."

"It's just such a small thing?" However, Ying Zheng looked at this simple piece of paper, but he didn't believe it.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Ying Lan, but who is that Kong Jia, the leader of Confucianism, who has seen countless treasures.

I don't know how many gifts were given by one of his disciples.

Not to mention money, even those priceless treasures are completely inaccessible to Kong Jia's evil eyes.

Although the thing in front of him was novel, Ying Zheng could see that it was not a valuable treasure, so he couldn't figure out how to convince the Kong family.

"Father, please take a look." Ying Lan didn't explain much, and directly found a brush.

Dip in the pen and ink, and then move the brush in his hand, and the word "win" is written on the paper.

Ying Zheng's pupils shrank slightly, "How can this thing present the handwriting so clearly?!"

Most of the bamboo slips are used now. Even after complicated processing, the degree of handwriting is similar to this thing.

Ying Zheng didn't say a word, and continued to write a "policy" on the paper.

Immediately, he picked up the paper and handed it to Ying Zheng, "What do you think of this thing, father?"

Taking the paper to feel the thickness with his hands, Ying Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, "Can you write more than a hundred characters on this piece?"

"It's true for ordinary writing, but if you want to engrave the article and print it, the number of words you can write can be more than doubled." Ying Lan nodded slightly, and then explained again.

Ying Zheng was taken aback, "The coat of arms?"

Ying Lan picked up a piece of wooden coat of arms next to it, which was already engraved, with a seven-character mantra on it.

Immediately, he dipped the pen and ink, pressed the coat of arms onto the paper, and lifted it up.

The seven characters emerged on the paper, neatly and clearly.

"It really can more than double the increase?!" Seeing this, Ying Zheng's pupils shrank sharply again.

Seeing Yingzheng's happy face, Yinglan's mouth curled up, "Is your father understanding now?"

Ying Zheng nodded again and again, "A fetish! It really is a fetish! Not to mention Kong Jia, even a father would submit to him. This is simply rare!"

Ying Zheng was overjoyed.

Ying Zheng knew exactly how useful this paper and this coat of arms were.

This is not at all measurable in money.

It is definitely a priceless treasure that cannot be found.

After the excitement calmed down for a while, Yingzheng's eyes fell on Yinglan, "But such a fetish, how did you get it, Lan'er?"

An embarrassed smile appeared on Yinglan's face, "It's a long story. I met an old man when I went out to play, and I got these two things by chance. After I came back and studied them, I found out that they are so useful."

[To be specific, I can't tell you, Father, what if you say it's a system and you're considered crazy and want to kill me? 】

Hearing Ying Lan's helplessness, Ying Zheng nodded slightly, "That's it."

Then he didn't ask any more questions about the paper.

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After getting the paper, Ying Zheng was in a much better mood, with a smile on his face all the time.

But the way he hugged the paper tightly in his arms looked a little weird.

If all the officials saw it, they would be shocked. Yingzheng had never seen such a treasure before, so how could he be so precious to this strange thing.

Even Ying Lan couldn't help reminding, "Father, no one in the manor will snatch you, so there is no need to hug you so tightly."

Yingzheng frowned, "Prodigal son! If you lose one of these things, it will be Daqin's loss! You don't care about widows so you can't be optimistic?"

Being choked up like this, Ying Lan fell silent.

But then Ying Zheng seemed to think of something, and asked, "By the way, Lan'er, how much does this one cost?"

Ying Lan said indifferently: "I haven't calculated the exact cost, but it should be about the same for a tael of silver to make hundreds of pieces."

Ying Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, "So cheap?!"

Ying Lan looked helpless, "That's why I told you that there is no need to hug you so tightly."

Ying Zheng scolded angrily, "Cheap is also a treasure!"

Hearing this, Yinglan didn't say much, but just muttered in her heart.

【Paper alone makes father so precious. When gunpowder is researched, if father knows that it is a treasure that can kill hundreds of thousands of people at once, what will his treasure be like? 】

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng froze immediately.

'Can kill 10 people at once? ! '

'This kid can actually research such a terrifying treasure? '

'Gunpowder, right? The widow remembered it! '

After getting the paper, Ying Zheng didn't wander around, but just stayed in the room and stared at the paper, as if afraid of being robbed.

And when Ying Yinman returned to the room after practicing martial arts, the few of them had another meal together.

And the taste of the food in this manor made Yingzheng praise again and again, but it was no worse than the royal chef in the palace.

Of course, this was because Ying Lan cooked the food herself.

Then hurriedly brought the paper back to the palace, Ying Zheng urged, and the three of them got into the carriage and drove towards Xianyang.

In the carriage, seeing that Ying Zheng was only holding a stack of papers, Ying Yinman couldn't help being curious, "Father, what is this?"

Ying Zheng glared at him, "It's nothing, don't ask, don't think, let alone touch!"

Ying Yinman:. . . . .

Chapter 16 What Have You Taught Man?

Seeing Ying Zheng's precious appearance, Ying Yinman didn't ask any more questions. She rested her chin on her hands and looked out of the window with her big eyes curiously, which only elicited a burst of exclamation.

As a princess, she has long been known for her looks.

But no matter what those men saw, they never thought that the famous ten princesses were this woman.

The rest of the trip was also quiet, Ying Zheng focused on the paper in his hand, and after Ying Yinman calmed down, she was not as energetic as before, and her expression was a little ugly.

Ying Lan was keenly aware of this, and her eyes fell on Ying Yinman, "What's the matter, Tenth Sister?"

Ying Yinman raised her head slightly, looking weak, "It's okay, just a little dizzy."

Hearing Ying Yinman's movement, Ying Zheng's attention was also attracted, and he looked at Ying Yinman slightly worriedly, "Could it be that you're tired?"

Ying Lan carefully looked at Ying Yinman for a moment, then nodded slightly, "It should be, I was exhausted by boating and traveling, and I still practiced martial arts, and now I rushed back, my sister is really easy to bear."

Hearing this, Yingzheng frowned, "Is there a suitable place to rest nearby, let's take a rest."

Ying Lan opened the curtain and looked outside, and sat back after confirming her location, "There is an inn not far ahead, let's rest for a while before leaving."

After confirming the next itinerary, the group continued to move forward.

After half an hour, the group finally arrived at the inn.

Ying Lan helped Ying Yinman get off the carriage, the little girl was shaking and looked like she was about to fall at any time.

Then she raised her head slightly, and saw a small grocery store not far from the inn. There were all kinds of carved small objects at the door, including rabbits and dogs, which looked cute.

"I'll go and have a look, Brother Father, please rest first!" Ying Yinman's eyes lit up, and then she dashed out, rushing into the small shop in a flash.

This speed only stunned Ying Zheng and Ying Lan.

The two looked at each other, and Ying Lan muttered unconsciously, "Is this girl pretending to be sick?"

Ying Zheng smiled wryly, "Forget it, since we're all down, let's take a break."

As he said that, he moved the paper in his arms up so that he could hold it tighter, and then he walked slowly to the table and sat down.

"Two guest officers, what do you want?" Xiao Er quickly came up to him, sizing up the two of them with a smile.