Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

"Hahaha."

The people in Tu's ministries couldn't understand what they were talking about, but the leader laughed, and they laughed too.

……

Chen Qing was speechless.

This is so special!

Do you have any special hobbies?

"Zhao Gui, now you have formed a deadly enmity with the Xiongnu."

"How can a man not repay the hatred of taking his wife?"

"Wait for the official to report to His Majesty, the labor of the butcher's ministries will be exempted."

"From now on, you will be the eagle dog of the imperial court, and will sweep the grasslands for the pioneer of the Great Qin!"

Chen Qing said loudly.

"Little man obeys!"

Zhao Gui knelt down on one knee, a look of joy could not help but appear on his face.

How can he be willing to work with mud legs?

This is finally ushered in a turning point!

Chen Qing's eyes were inexplicable, and he secretly felt wary.

Zhao Gui?

You should be called Zhao Gui!

He doesn't even care about his wife and children, and only cares about his own future, which can be called extremely ungrateful and ungrateful.

Sooner or later, they will be consumed on the battlefield to annihilate the Huns.

Chapter 216 I have been punished with three glasses of wine, what else do you want?

The night is dark.

The majestic city of Xianyang is quiet and peaceful. Occasionally, the sound of a dog barking can be heard in the night, and it disappears after a while.

Chen Qing had been running around for a long time, and when he got home at night, he fell asleep like a dead pig as soon as he touched the bed.

Ying Shiman was so noisy that she couldn't sleep, she tilted her head and quietly looked at this man from later generations.

Thinking of what Chen Qing said during the day, she still had lingering fears in her heart.

"My lord, Commander Zhao sent someone to look for you."

"My lord, are you asleep yet?"

In the yard, the steward shouted anxiously.

"Husband! Husband!"

Ying Shiman pushed for a long time before waking Chen Qing up.

He rubbed his eyes, and it took a while for his brain to resume functioning.

"It must be that I let Lao Zhao check the matter."

Chen Qing rolled over and sat up, reaching for his clothes.

"Husband, do you still want to go out at night?"

Ying Shiman asked worriedly.

"It's urgent."

"Don't worry, this is Xianyang, with the Black Ice Terrace, no one can make waves."

"Go to sleep then."

Chen comforted a few words, and hurriedly left the bedroom.

After half an hour.

Suddenly there was the sound of chaotic footsteps on the deserted street.

A large number of iron eagle swordsmen, fully armored, holding sharp knives and crossbows, rushed towards the Cheng family's house in Xianyang with a murderous look.

"Heibingtai has secretly investigated the accounts of the Cheng family over the years, and found something unusual."

"Among them, only the old Chu Xie's family bought twenty iron pots a year!"

"There are also old stories from the other six countries, and the Cheng family has more or less frequent contacts."

"I heard that Cheng Ji is going back to Bashu tomorrow, if he escapes tonight, it will be difficult to catch him back."

Zhao Chong walked ahead in stride, explaining the situation extremely fast.

"Is it the Xie family whose whole family committed suicide by drinking poison?"

Chen Qing asked seriously.

"Exactly."

Zhao Chong nodded.

Chen Qing's face was cold, as expected!

Cheng Ji acted submissively in front of him, it would be a pity not to award an Oscar winner!

Seeing the target approaching in front of him, Zhao Chong raised his palm and made a silent movement.

The well-trained Iron Eagle Swordsman quickly slowed down and held his breath.

Dozens of lightly dressed and nimble men rushed out, built adult ladders under the high wall, and climbed in skillfully.

In the silent night, there were faint sounds of two bows and crossbows being unleashed.

The back door of the mansion was gently opened.

"Walk."

Zhao Chong gave an order, and the iron eagle swordsmen lined up neatly and poured into it methodically.

The Cheng family is rich and luxurious, and their mansion in Xianyang City is not far behind that of princes and nobles.

In the dead of night, most of the houses were dark, except for the fire in an independent wooden building.

"What is the taste?"

Chen Qing sniffed, "Not good! He wants to destroy the evidence!"

"Come on!"

The air is filled with a slight smell of smoke and fire, and the firelight in the wooden building is too conspicuous, not like the candlesticks can emit.

"who?!"

The nursing home of the Cheng family was dozing off when they heard the shout and woke up instantly.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

More than ten crossbow arrows shot towards the direction of the sound.

The window in the wooden building creaked and pushed open, Cheng Ji glanced around, and quickly shrank back.

Chen Qing recognized the opponent from his blurred figure, and immediately drew out his musket.

"Old Zhao, hurry up!"

When the servants in the house heard the sound, they lit up their oil lamps and looked behind the door.

Zhao Chong ordered: "Don't get away with one!"

Then a large number of soldiers stepped forward and smashed open the gate of the wooden building.

"Cough cough."

dusty.

A handsome man stood at the door, covering his face with his sleeves.

"Young Master Chen."

"I don't know if you visited late at night, this is..."

Cheng Ji showed a puzzled expression.

"Ms. Shaote is nonsense!"

Chen Qing stepped forward under the guard of Iron Eagle Swordsmen.

He pushed the opponent away and glanced at the blazing stove.

The red charcoals were piled up to the point of peaks, and the appearance of the bamboo slips could be vaguely seen.

At the edge, there seemed to be ashes from the burning of the silk cloth.

"In the middle of the night, Young Master Chen broke into my mansion with open flames."

"Even with your respect as a senior minister, there is something wrong with it."

With more than a dozen crossbows pointed at him, Cheng Ji said calmly.

"Humph!"

Chen Qing looked up, and suddenly found that the corner of the other party's mouth was stained with gray and black.

"He has something in his belly!"

With a sharp shout, Cheng Ji's face immediately changed.

Zhao Chong stretched out his big rough hand and squeezed his chin hard.

Sure enough, there was still some charcoal black in his mouth.

Presumably, in a hurry just now, I swallowed the things that were too late to burn into my stomach.

"Ha ha."

"Play this kind of trick in front of the black ice platform."

Zhao Chong sneered twice, and winked at his subordinates.

The two backed away quickly, and after a while, one of them came over with a wooden spoon and the other with a toilet.

"What are you doing?!"

Cheng Ji panicked for a moment.

"Give it to me!"

Zhao Chong turned his back and gave orders.

Chen Qing couldn't bear to look directly at such a disgusting scene, so he paced aside.

"Don't..."

"Well……"

Cheng Ji's resistance was so pale in front of the capable iron eagle swordsman.

Various messy sounds came from behind, accompanied by violent vomiting.

The stench in the air seemed to become more intense.

"Old Zhao, ask someone to fetch some drinks."

"What do you want wine for?"

"Bullshit, of course you need to find a handkerchief to cover your nose, don't you stink?"

Chen Qing said angrily.

Perfume had not yet been invented at this time, and he didn't want to use the incense worn by women, so he thought of a compromise.

"oh oh."

Zhao Chong nodded quickly, and quickly ordered to go on.