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

"Chen Zhonghou, Qin Mo will never be able to repay such a great favor."

She took a deep breath and dropped to her knees.

"Miss Ling, get up quickly."

Chen Qing hurriedly supported her, "I'm not a villain who wants to repay you. It's just... Qin Mo seems to have misunderstood me."

"I hope they can understand my painstaking efforts and don't deliberately oppose me."

"Otherwise, if something bad happens and you are sent back to the imperial tomb, it will be hard for gods to save you."

Xiangli Ling nodded emphatically: "From now on, Qin Mo will definitely look up to Chen Zhonghou, even if he goes up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, he will never disobey."

"Chen Zhonghou, little girl..."

Feelings of gratitude and guilt were entangled in her heart, Xiangli Ling's heart throbbed, and she couldn't help but want to say: "There is no way to repay a great kindness, the little girl can only serve her side and express her heart."

"Miss Xiangli..."

Chen Qing was so entangled that he wanted to slap himself hard.

If it was before, even if the other party didn't say anything, he would find a way to guide him in this direction.

But Xiangli Ling is the world's first female pilot!

Proper Chinese sages will definitely be the ones who will be written about in future generations!

If I do something to her, isn't it a bit too beastly?

But in the face of beauty, if you are timid, you are not as good as a beast!

Nima's!

This damn sense of morality!

Chapter 73

"Cough cough."

"Chen Zhonghou, His Majesty has summoned you to the palace."

Zhao Chong was elusive and coughed heavily behind his back.

Xiangli Ling moved away in the blink of an eye, keeping a long distance from Chen Qing.

"Chen Zhonghou, the little girl has something else to do, so I'm going back for now."

"My father is a new official, and there are still many things I want to ask you for advice. I will buy two more fish later. If you don't mind, come over for dinner tonight."

Her pretty face was flushed, and she resisted her embarrassment to invite.

Chen Qing nodded happily: "Okay! I can't ask for it."

Xiangli Ling jumped happily: "Talk slowly."

Zhao Chong secretly poked and looked at her leaving back: "It's a good child."

"Old Zhao!"

"Where are your thief eyes looking?"

"Just based on your words, future generations will have to label you as a wretched man and post it on Weibo Xiaohongshu."

"Don't say that you are the leader of the Black Ice Platform at that time, even if you are superb in martial arts and invincible, you will still be unable to catch their punches."

Chen Qing pressed his shoulder in dissatisfaction and blamed him.

Zhao Chong didn't understand, so he turned his head: "What is Weibo, what's the small book? Are there many experts in it?"

"high!"

"With great power, one punch breaks the world."

"With great power, one punch breaks the sky."

"It has great power, smashing the void with one punch."

"Old Zhao, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. I advise you not to make mistakes."

The two hugged their shoulders, and Zhao Chong didn't really believe Chen Qing's ghostly description.

But he observed the words and expressions, and found that the other party showed a look of fear from time to time, and immediately realized that these two places were not simple.

Taking advantage of the time when Chen Qing went to the latrine on the way, Zhao Chong took out a small notebook and wrote: "Chen Qingyan: In later generations, there are two unpredictable organizations called 'Weibo' and 'Little Red Book'. The strong are like a forest, and most of them are good at boxing. Although there are many exaggerations in the words, it is easy to break the stone."

Half an hour later, Zhao Chong led Chen Qing to Yichun Palace.

"Old Zhao, aren't you going to Xianyang Palace?"

"Why did you come to the prince's residence?"

Standing outside the gate, Chen Qing asked suspiciously.

"Your Majesty turned back here halfway, you will know as long as you come with me."

Zhao Chong didn't explain much, and directly led him to Linyuan where the hot air balloons were stored.

Only then did Chen Qing suddenly realize.

Emperor Shi Huang really didn't believe that he would admit defeat so easily, so he came to find out.

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"Hurry up and work harder."

"Why hasn't it flown yet?"

The first emperor waited impatiently, and ordered the craftsmen to light the brazier first according to the method Chen Qing taught them.

No one was willing to do the work of stepping on the blower, and in the end Li Yi was forced to have no choice but to bite the bullet and stand up.

He tried his best to tilt his body, and every time he stepped on it, when the pulverized coal mixed with air rushed up, a violent fire burst out around him, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Father, the rattan basket is almost off the ground."

Fusu pointed to the wobbly hot air balloon and said excitedly.

"Is this the rising heat?"

The first emperor couldn't understand why the hot air balloon would have the power to rise when a brazier was lit underneath.

But the facts were before him, and he was convinced that this thing could indeed fly into the sky.

"Your Majesty, Chen Zhonghou is here."

Zhao Chong bowed and reported.

Chen Qing was startled when he saw Shi Huangdi standing beside the rattan basket, bursting with flames from time to time, not even half a meter away from him.

This thing is not a precision device.

If Li Yi's footsteps were a little heavier and the emperor's hair was scorched, would it be him or me?

"Your Majesty, please stay away."

"This thing is dangerous..."

Before Chen Qing finished speaking, Li Yi turned his head and saw him, as if he had received an amnesty.

"Master!"

He stomped heavily on his feet, and the fire burst out suddenly.

"Father, be careful!"

Fusu stood in front of Ying Zheng at the moment when he couldn't wait.

A scorching air flow hit from behind, and after a slight crackling sound, the smell of burnt hair wafted in the air.

Li Yi's face turned pale in an instant, and his crotch was wet in a blink of an eye.

"What can you idiot do?"

"Get out of here!"

Chen Qing winked and reprimanded viciously.

"No, damn the little one."

Li Yi pulled out the rattan basket in a panic, and walked slowly towards the outside.

Fortunately, the emperor and prince did not have the same knowledge as him.

Only then did Li Yi heave a sigh of relief, his whole body was limp, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, as if they had been fished out of the water.

"His Royal Highness, are you alright?"

Chen Qing looked behind him for a while, and felt relieved when he saw that the ends of his hair were only a little burnt.

"No problem."

Fusu touched the back of his head, dumbfounded.

"Chen Qing, since you are here, let it fly to the sky."

"The widow wants to see your means."

Ying Zheng had a strong intuition.

The flying objects made by Chen Qing must be better than those of the Mohists.

He definitely wouldn't dare to sit on a glider, but the rattan basket under the hot air balloon was clearly used to hold people.

Flying in the wind is the common dream of all human beings.

Ying Zheng couldn't wait to try what it was like to fly to the sky.

"Your Majesty... Although this thing is stronger than the glider, it is also risky."

Chen Qing faltered and dared not agree.

Even with the latest technology, hot air balloons still occasionally have accidents.

The quality of his shoddy copycat version is even less flattering.

If something had gone wrong with the First Emperor, his end would have been miserable.

"What if the widow must try?"

Ying Zheng frowned and shouted sternly.

"The humble minister will risk his life to accompany him."

Chen Qing sighed.

He knew the first emperor's stubborn temper, and he would definitely not let it go easily.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

Chen Qing turned his head away: "What are you doing in a daze, prepare some strong hemp rope, the longer the better."

He rolled himself into the rattan basket, tilted his head and quickly stepped on the blower.

It didn't take long for the hot air balloon to fill up more and more, and it seemed that it might fly away at any time.

"You guys are going to untie the sandbags."

"Tie the rope firmly."

Chen Qing bowed and said, "Your Majesty, it's fine."

Yingzheng nodded in satisfaction, and walked towards the rattan basket excitedly: "Fusu, you come too, and I will take a look at the scenery of Xianyang with you."

Chen Qing immediately said: "Your Majesty, the load of a hot air balloon is limited. If there are too many people, it will not be able to fly."

What a joke!

If something happened to the first emperor and the crown prince in a hot air balloon, he would not be able to pay for a hundred lives!

"Is that so..."

Ying Zheng said regretfully, "The widows will come first."

Zhao Chong hurried over to help him climb over the rattan basket, and said in a stern tone: "Chen Zhonghou, you must be careful."

"Of course I understand."