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

It's just that those eyes glanced at the waists of the two intentionally or unintentionally, as if they were looking for something.

"Just order some side dishes." Ying Zheng waved his hand lightly.

He has no appetite now, so naturally he doesn't order anything.

"Wait a minute, you two, we'll be here soon!" Xiao Er just smiled, and then quickly stepped back.

Then Ying Zheng's eyes fell on the paper again, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Ying Lan didn't bother him either, just sat quietly.

But after a while, there was no movement in the inn, and the food never came. Ying Zheng frowned, "Why haven't you come yet?"

Looking up, I saw that the door of the inn was empty.

"Dengdengdeng-"

Then there was a sound of footsteps, and a masked man rushed out with a knife in the inn.

"Hand over all the money!" The leader masked man shouted violently.

"Black shop?" Ying Zheng frowned, but he didn't panic at all, and he didn't want to move when he sat down.

Ying Lan also sat calmly.

In the next moment, a group of people swarmed up and rushed forward with knives in hand, but almost at the same time, several figures appeared in front of Ying Zheng.

Zhang Han appeared with the black ice platform, stepped forward with a stride, and then swung the long sword in his hand, blood splashed out.

In just a moment, the masked man with the knife fell to the ground.

Immediately Zhang Han came to Yingzheng, "Return to Your Majesty, it should be just a few bandits, and the humble officials have already dealt with them!"

"Go back."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, but then he seemed to think of something, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Where's Man?!"

Zhang Han was also shocked when he heard this, and then rushed towards the small shop quickly.

Ying Zheng didn't care about anything else, he stood up and rushed behind Zhang Han.

When he rushed to the door, Zhang Han's pupils suddenly shrank, but his whole body froze at the door.

Yingzheng panicked when he saw this, and rushed forward quickly, also stunned.

I saw that four strong men had fallen to the ground, their bodies were covered with cuts, and the floor was stained red with blood.

However, there was another surviving strong man curled up in a corner, shivering from fright.

Ying Yinman stood in front of the man, with blood dripping from the dagger in her hand. She stared at the man with cold eyes, and her surroundings were filled with murderous aura, like a statue of killing demons.

"The bunny is so cute, why did you trample it?"

The strong man was so frightened that he was about to cry. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ying Yinman, "I was wrong! I was wrong! Let me go! Let me go!"

"Tutu's body is torn apart, you should try it too." As she spoke, Ying Yinman raised the dagger in her hand.

However, at this moment, she noticed the arrival of Ying Zheng and Zhang Han.

With a slight change in her gaze, Ying Yinman put away her dagger and hid behind Ying Zheng with a stride, tugging at the corner of Ying Zheng's clothes, with a pitiful look, "Father, they are so scary!"

Seeing this girl's pitiful appearance, Ying Zheng was taken aback.

Then he looked inside again, the blood was still flowing.

Ying Zheng knew that he had read it right just now, and somehow felt a chill on his back. How could a good daughter be like this?

When the man saw someone else coming, he immediately seemed to see a savior, knelt down on his knees and moved in front of Zhang Han, "Kill me! Kill me quickly!"

While shouting, he looked at Ying Yinman in horror.

"Zilla—"

And Zhang Han didn't hesitate, and drew a circular arc with the long sword in his hand, blood splashed out immediately.

The man fell to the ground with a "bang", without any life left.

"Father, I'm afraid!" Seeing the man fell to the ground, Ying Yinman tugged at the corner of Ying Zheng's clothes again, looking pitiful.

Ying Zheng's face was a little stiff, and he reached out to pat Ying Yinman's shoulder, "It's okay, it's okay, you're not the only one who's afraid, even my father is a little scared now."

Walking out of the shop, Ying Lan was still sitting there, and Ying Zheng frowned, "This kid already knew that nothing would happen to Man'er?" '

With a decision in his heart, Yingzheng came to Yinglan, "Lan'er, what does Man'er usually learn? Why does my father feel that she is so different from usual!"

Ying Lan smiled slightly guilty, "It's nothing, it's just superficial kung fu for physical fitness."

"Further kung fu?" Ying Zheng didn't believe it.

Fur kung fu can make Man like that?

Sure enough, the heart sounded.

[What else can I learn, assassination skills, movement skills, and strength training. 】

[Sister Ten is a girl, so she will inevitably encounter danger. 】

[For example, if you encounter ten tigers and ten wild boars, how can you protect yourself if you don't have a little effort? 】

Ying Zheng was taken aback, "Did you misunderstand the danger?" '

Shocked, Ying Zheng couldn't help asking, "What is the strength of Man'er now?"

Ying Lan smiled guilty again, "How far can superficial kung fu go? It's just about strengthening your body."

Immediately, Ying Lan's eyes changed slightly, and he began to think.

[I don't know the details, but Zhang Han probably won't be able to beat the tenth sister. 】

Ying Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

The leader of the black ice platform can't beat Man'er? !

Chapter 17 God paper, shocked Kongjia

At the time of parting, Ying Lan seemed to have thought of something, and then called Ying Zheng, "Father, stop!"

"What's the matter?" Ying Zheng turned his head, but his eyes were very vigilant, and he moved a little while hugging the figure of the paper.

Ying Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Father, don't worry, I won't steal from you."

"What's the matter?" Ying Zheng felt a little embarrassed, and his face suddenly became serious.

"Father can use this thing as you like, but I hope that Father won't say it came from me." Ying Lan replied with a worried expression on his face.

【well!Last time, even Qu Yuanli was killed! 】

【If you take out another piece of paper, maybe something will happen. 】

Knowing what Ying Lan was thinking, Ying Zheng nodded and agreed, "Don't worry, I will never talk nonsense as a father."

As soon as the words fell, Ying Zheng turned around and left.

Seeing this, Ying Lan was a little dumbfounded, "I ran so fast even though I said no to grabbing..."

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It was too late to go back to the palace, Ying Zheng called Zhao Gao, and the two went straight to the side hall where Kong Jia lived.

The room is very simple, with only one table, and the incense cauldron next to Zhuangzi is burning incense.

A thin old man with a gray beard is sitting at the table, flipping through the book in his hand.

Although the old man looked old, his eyes were particularly clear, like a pool of cold water, able to see through the world.

This fairy-like old man is Kong Jia.

"Master, Your Majesty is here again."

Just as I was putting down a scroll, the book boy came to report again.

Kong Jia was a little surprised, "Here again?"

The bookboy cupped his hands, "I said there is something for you to read, if you don't read it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

"Regret for the rest of your life?" Kong Jia couldn't help smiling, but then he waved his hand again, "Forget it, let him come in and meet."

The book boy retreated, and soon Ying Zheng walked in, and Zhao Gao followed behind him.

The proper etiquette is still necessary, Kong Jia stood up and saluted Ying Zheng, "I have seen Your Majesty!"

"No need to be polite!" Ying Zheng waved his hand, and then sat down on the right side of Kong Jia, while Zhao Gao sat down.

Seeing this, Kong Jia sat down, and his eyes fell on Ying Zheng, "I heard that Your Majesty has something to show this old man, and you still don't want to see something that I regret for the rest of my life?"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, "There is indeed such a thing!"

Kong Jia couldn't help laughing, "I've lived to this age, and I can't count the number of so-called rare treasures I've seen. Isn't Your Majesty joking?"

"This thing is not comparable to those vulgar things." Ying Zheng shook his head slightly, but looked at Kong Jia with confidence.

"Forget it, since His Majesty is so confident, let the old man take a look." Kong Jia said lightly, then put down the scroll in his hand, and his eyes fell on Ying Zheng.

Hearing that Ying Zheng stretched his hands into his bosom to take out something, Kong Jia's voice sounded again.

"But after reading it, please leave, Your Majesty. The old man is a little tired after watching, and needs to rest for a while." It was an obvious order to evict guests.

Ying Zheng was not annoyed, but just smiled lightly, "That's all."

Then he took out the folded paper from his pocket, slowly opened it, and put it in front of Kong Jia.

But looking at the white paper, Kong Jia frowned, but he was a little puzzled, "What is this?"

"This thing is called paper." Ying Zheng replied lightly.

Hearing that Kong Jia stretched out his hand to touch it again, but the touch was not soft.

Looking carefully again, it is not as good-looking as Meiyu at all.

"It's nothing special." Kong Jia said indifferently after some testing but didn't find anything valuable.

"Bring a brush." ​​Ying Zheng didn't explain much, and ordered directly, and Zhao Gao quickly stepped forward to hand over a brush.

Immediately, Ying Zheng held the pen and stroked lightly on the paper, and a "one" appeared on the paper.

Seeing this, Kong Jia's pupils shrank slightly, "It's so clear?"

There are not many contemporary things that can show pen and ink, but he has to admit that the handwriting on this paper is very clear.

Ying Zheng smiled faintly, then drew another stroke, and the handwriting emerged clearly again.

Seeing the second stroke, Kong Jia's eyes widened, and he couldn't help picking up the paper and began to look at it.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng smiled lightly, and continued, "It's not over yet."

As he spoke, he took out another seal, and then stamped it on the paper, a few words emerged on the paper.

It's clear and clear at a glance.

Seeing this, Kong Jia was even more surprised, "Can it still be like this?!"

As he spoke, he looked at the paper and then at the bamboo slips next to him, and couldn't help muttering, "The words on this sheet are worth this bamboo slip, right?"

Seeing Kong Jia's appearance, a faint smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face, "The content that used to require a cart of bamboo slips to hold can now be directly twisted in the hands. If you say this thing is used in teaching, what should I do?" ?”

Hearing this, the shock in Kong Jia's heart was indescribable, and he couldn't help but praise loudly, "It's a god! It's a god! Your Majesty is right, I will regret it if I don't see this thing!"

But Ying Zheng didn't respond, just folded the paper silently.

Kong Jia watched the paper being put away, but his eyes were very reluctant.

Then Ying Zheng didn't say much, turned around and left.

Seeing this, Kong Jia hurried forward to stop him, "What are you doing, Your Majesty?"

"After reading the things, the widow should go too. This is what the gentleman said just now." Ying Zheng replied indifferently, but looked at Kong Jia in puzzlement.

Kong Jia was at a loss for words for a moment, his face was a bit ugly.

Why did you speak so fast just now?

But Kong Jia reacted quickly, "I just felt a little tired just now, so I..."

Ying Zheng looked at him, "Then you are not tired now?"

Kong Jia's face was slightly embarrassed, "It's much better now, and I can have more chats with His Majesty."