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

"Chen Qing, I'm asking you."

"How can the seven continents be returned to Daqin?"

Ying Zheng asked ambitiously.

"Then there are four more oceans, do you want them?"

Chen Qing accidentally said what was in his heart.

"want!"

"of course yes!"

Ying Zheng replied firmly: "I would like to spend my whole life to make this immortal achievement. Father dies and sons succeed, and the torch is passed on from generation to generation."

"The Great Qin Dragon Banner will not fall for a day, and the pace of Huaxia's development will never end."

Chen Qing's eyes were dull, and his heart was full of emotions.

Some people in later generations called him ungrateful, heartless, cruel, and rejoicing, as if his crimes were too numerous to record.

But if there was no Emperor Shihuang to expand the territory, where would the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers come from?

For thousands of years, the vision is not limited to a corner of China, and there are very few emperors who have a strong enterprising spirit and willingness to develop.

If they could all be like the First Emperor, wouldn't the pattern of future generations be quite different?

"Chen Qing, what are you thinking?"

Ying Zheng's sharp eyes swept over.

"This minister is thinking about how to assist His Majesty to take all the land of the seven continents."

Chen Qing replied firmly.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"Okay!"

Ying Zheng's face was full of joy, his face flushed with excitement.

"If you can help the widow to fulfill this wish, but if you have something to ask, the widow will not refuse."

"Your Majesty, I..."

Chen Qing hesitated to speak.

"The widow understands."

Ying Zheng nodded, his eyes full of approval.

Chen Qing had thought about marrying the princess a long time ago.

He had no one to rely on in Great Qin, and if he didn't become the son-in-law of the first emperor, he would be killed sooner or later.

Even if he became the son-in-law of the old Ying family, although he might not have a good death, at least it would be much safer.

The minds of the two sides hit it off.

Ying Zheng had long thought about how to tie Chen Qing firmly to Daqin's chariot.

It's just a princess, it's too cost-effective.

"I'm so lucky today, it's better to sing about it."

"Chen Qing, you play a song first."

Yingzheng was in a good mood, looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers, he was full of pride.

"Your Majesty, I..."

"No, my minister obeys the order."

Chen Qing didn't want to spoil the fun, and began to search his guts to recall the songs of later generations.

He was still stepping on the blower again and again, and suddenly he couldn't help saying: "The boundless sky is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hill..."

Chapter 75

Ying Zheng frowned tightly, and stared at Chen Qing with disgust.

That look seems to say: You are also called Gefu?What the hell are you singing!

"Your Majesty, I am in a difficult situation at the moment."

Chen Qing stopped his tone-deaf singing, feeling distressed in his heart.

You are happy to enjoy the scenery of Xianyang. I leaned my body, and from time to time a ball of fire exploded in my ears, and my feet never stopped.

The body swayed, but subconsciously thought: "What kind of rhythm is the most swaying, and what kind of singing is the most joyful."

"Stop singing!"

When Ying Zheng heard him humming the magical melody again, he immediately stopped it.

"promise."

Chen Qing replied depressedly.

At this time, on the streets of Xianyang City, a large number of imperial guards lined up neatly and were marching towards Yichun Palace.

Zhao Chong was anxious when he saw the hot air balloon flying so high and not falling for a long time.

He subconsciously transferred the guards of the palace and the people from the Black Ice Terrace.

Even if the hot air balloon unfortunately lands and is lifted by manpower, it is necessary to prevent His Majesty from being harmed.

Concubine Zheng and the others heard that Shi Huangdi and Chen Qing had flown into the sky in some kind of balloon, and when they looked up, they were so frightened that they almost fainted.

It's so high, how can you survive if you fall down!

"Mother Concubine, don't worry, it's tied with a rope, it can't run away."

"Son, why don't you stop Your Majesty!"

A group of concubines in the harem were crying, coupled with the sound of Zhao Chong ordering the soldiers to run, the Yichun Palace became a mess.

Concubine Zheng cried, "Call Your Majesty to come down quickly."

"Uh... Erchen is going now."

Fusu gathered all the servants and maidservants in the palace together, found copper basins and gongs and drums, beat them and shouted: "Your Majesty, please come down!"

Seeing this, Zhao Chong also ordered the soldiers to follow suit.

Thousands of people shouted in unison, and the gathered sound resounded through the sky.

After hearing this, Ying Zheng sighed regretfully.

"Go down."

"promise."

Chen Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He reduced the frequency of movement and movement, and let the height of the hot air balloon drop slowly.

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Outside Xianyang City.

A group of men and horses were scattered, heading towards the imperial mausoleum under the afterglow of the setting sun.

"If you want me to say, give me some more time to prepare, Chen Zhonghou is no match for Master at all."

"With the 300-year accumulation of the Mohist school, there are still many good things."

"Didn't he obediently admit defeat and surrender in the last match?"

"If it weren't for the unfair punishment, how could he be so proud."

"You didn't see that when the wooden kite flew up, the whole of Xianyang was in a commotion. The Minister of Military Affairs of the court, everyone was horrified. We won one game, which is more than Chen Zhonghou's two games."

The Mohist disciples talked a lot, both excited and regretful, and there were many injustices in their words.

Xiangli Xi's father and daughter were sitting on the bullock cart, hiding in a corner and whispering.

After listening to his daughter's report, his mood was ups and downs, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

It was so!

The Mohism's construction technique is the best in the world, and there are not a few mausoleums built for princes and nobles.

In the past, there were many incidents of unloading and killing donkeys, so they would not take this kind of work if they could.

Even if you really can't evade it, once you find that something is wrong and the mausoleum is almost finished, you will immediately find a chance to escape.

But the mausoleum of the first emperor, is that something they can refuse?

"Chen Zhonghou is so kind, the Mo family..."

Before Xianglixi finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by an exclamation.

"Look quickly! What is that in the sky in Xianyang City?"

"Wow, there really is something!"

"It seemed to be floating in the sky."

"That's...near the palace."

"Master, look over there!"

Xiangli Xi's father and daughter suddenly turned their heads away.

I can't see the real appearance from a distance, I just think it is a big ball comparable to a house.

The two jumped out of the bullock cart, stood in the middle of the road and watched from a distance.

"Dad, it seems to be fixed in the same place all the time."

Xiangliling held up a finger in front of his eyes, and after staying for a long time, he expressed his judgment.

"Ah."

Xiangli Xi nodded slowly.

The surrounding disciples were silent, and their expressions were indescribably complicated.

They guessed the same possibility in their hearts, and it was also the only answer.

Chen Qing did it!

Xiangli Xi silently counted the time in his heart.

A full quarter of an hour passed, and the hot air balloon was still floating steadily in the sky.

Based on this alone, it is much stronger than Mu Yuan!

"Chen Zhonghou has a talent beyond the world. Since Mo Sheng, none of us can match him."

"Relying on talents but not being arrogant, broad-minded, open to all rivers."

"This is an outstanding person in the world."

Xiangli Xi bowed to the end, sincerely expressing his respect.

Xiangli Ling also bowed and saluted, and was so moved that he couldn't be more moved.

It turned out that it was not that Chen Zhonghou couldn't win the Mo family, but he took the initiative to admit defeat in order to save Qin Mo some face.

How can I repay him for treating me like this?

"The disciples of the Mohist school obey orders!"

Xiangli Xi shouted sternly.

"No, the disciple is here."

"promise."

Many disciples looked solemn and bowed to wait.

"Chen Zhonghou and Qin Mo Xiangli's lineage is as gracious as a mountain."