Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"No."

"Then do whatever you want."

"To call the widow your king, rude child." Ying Zheng knocked heavily on Yan Ce's forehead.

To a certain extent, Ying Zheng was really unexpectedly generous. If other kings saw someone being so rude, they would be furious.

"A reward?"

The woman raised her chin and thought for a moment. Yan Ce was not hostile to Qin, and her conversation was also very much to her taste. She evoked an intriguing smile.

"Then allow you to live in Xianyang Palace."

Yan Ce felt that not only was he unable to escape, but he was also getting deeper and deeper.

Chapter 3 The Sigh of King Qin

The beautiful and delicate face, the majesty and arrogance never dissipated, and the cunning and smug color reflected in the eyes. Seeing this young man with special thinking may add a little fun to the long and lonely future.

"Come with the widow."

There was an indescribable taste in her words, Tai A slowly retracted the scabbard, and the boots stepped on the flat and solid floor making bursts of noise.

Yan Ce had no choice but to follow Qin Wangzheng and walk out of the hall.

The terrified guards hurriedly lowered their heads, for fear that the King of Qin would take anger on them, but Ying Zheng just glanced at it lightly and did not blame him.

Qin law stipulates that without the permission of the king, the foot soldiers are not allowed to go to the palace, and those who violate it will be executed.

Jing Ke's assassination was an accident. The guards acted according to the law. Although she felt uncomfortable in her heart, a ruler must lead by example and not be arbitrary.

Stepping out of the hall, the early summer sun shines on the Xianyang Palace, the fallen leaves fluttering and fluttering, and finally fall into the gaps of the soil, waiting for decay and new life.

Ying Zheng stopped at the highest point in Xianyang and looked into the distance.

Overlooking this prosperous capital, this is the crystallization of the ancestors VI. The bustling people are in a hurry, sitting at sunrise and resting at sunset.The wind from the far outside Hangu blew past, making a creaking sound through the branches.

Today's assassination by Jing Ke reminded Ying Zheng once again that one day, she would wither like a fallen leaf and be buried in the cold soil.

At least, at least leave something behind.

The wind picked up, and the long black hair of the crow fluttered.

"what happened?"

Yan Ce asked curiously.

The boy's doubts awakened her from her thoughts, Ying Zheng sighed indistinctly, and forgot the etiquette of monarchs and ministers.

Ying Zheng rubbed his temples and said with a slight headache, "The widow now knows where you should go first."

She quickened her pace slightly and walked further and further away.

Yan Ce quickly followed and asked, "Your Majesty, it should be noon now, have you eaten?"

"The widow should have a meal, but you are going to study." Ying Zheng rolled his eyes at him angrily.

There is a hint of irritability in this helplessness, which is kind of cute.

Yan Ce stared at this extremely beautiful woman, and couldn't help but feel a little wave in her heart.

But when he heard the word "learning", Yan Ce fell into a tangle again.

After nine years of obligation plus three years of test paper baptism, now I am inevitably tired of learning these two words. The experience of brushing the mock paper is really bad.

You don't like to study.

Seeing the child's inexplicably depressed mood, the corners of her lips twitched slightly.

The sun shone on Ying Zheng's face, inadvertently showing a touch of warmth, just like the first melting spring snow.

Walking through the majestic and majestic main hall, the scattered side halls also form a unique scenery.

Not far away, under the ancient tree, a cold woman in plain and elegant uniforms taught a girl about the same age as Yan Ce.

A rare peace and beauty in a chaotic world.

Ying Zheng led Yan Ce to the side of the two and listened to the woman's lecture.

"When the Mohists govern, there are only virtuous people who will rule the world as kings, then princes, and then scholars and officials. If everyone is a sage king, they should be able to implement it. However, since Yao and Shun, there will be no sage king in the world, so this is nothing but nothing. fantasy."

"Confucianism rules the world with etiquette, follows ancient etiquette, and takes benevolence as the foundation, but it does not fit in in troubled times."

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are regarded as dogs. This is the Taoist theory, and it is also the essence of Fa's innocence. Fa is an eminent learning derived from the two theories of Taoism and Confucianism."

The woman spoke very slowly, and it seemed that she deliberately allowed the girl sitting on her knees to slowly chew the meaning, instead of swallowing it whole.

However, the girl who struggled to maintain her kneeling posture in front of the desk, her fair and rosy cheeks filled with sleepiness that could not go away, her slender eyelashes blinked lightly, but her eyelids couldn't help fighting, and her slender legs under her buttocks kept on fighting. Moved twice, the toes in the white socks bent up involuntarily.

"Son—"

The content is really boring, but it's not so...

The cold woman who taught the class frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't blame the girl for anything, sighed: "This is the difference between the three schools of Confucianism, Ink and Fa, sigh..."

Ying Zheng's face quickly darkened.

Seeing that Yan Ce was trembling with fear, he felt as if he was accumulating anger, and maybe a set of combos would explode at some point.