Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

Therefore, no matter at any time, appearance determines everything.

There is a difference between taking the same thing from a handsome young man and a middle-aged uncle with a wretched face!

Qin Xuan smiled, reached out and picked up the jade pendant in his palm.

Smiling, he walked up to him and kicked his mustache with his toes.

Sneered: "Now, do you still want to say that this jade pendant is yours?"

Mustache trembled, and a look of fear appeared on his blood-stained face.

He didn't expect that the other party would dare to make a move, and the attack was so vicious.

At this moment, I was really scared.

He hummed a few times under the severe pain.

Qin Xuan didn't get an answer, and frowned slightly.

Er Geng followed beside him, his brows raised when he saw this.

He raised his right foot and landed on the other side's intact leg, and said with a sneer, "Hurry up and return to the young master's words, otherwise you don't need to keep this leg anymore!"

"Ah~!"

Mustache screamed, and raised his head with difficulty.

Hastily said: "Don't dare~ dare not, the villain is in a daze to think about your things, the villain knows it's wrong!"

Suddenly, the surprised onlookers outside were dumbfounded.

Many people showed disgust on their faces.

Quite a few were doing business on this street, and those who knew the basics immediately understood what had happened the moment they saw the jade pendant.

In the eyes of people who know the roots and know the bottom, this cloth store has a notorious reputation.

The attitude is arrogant, and he also looks superior to the surrounding shops and people who set up stalls at the door. He is fierce all day long, and the business is not very good.

After all, the commercial street gathers almost all vendors, especially those who come to Xianyang from other places to do business.

This is not the first time that something from outsiders has happened.

The person who yelled to be beaten and killed to help catch the thief also put down the stick in his hand.

Amidst the whispers, everyone present suddenly realized.

Only then did I realize that I was cheated.

In fact, Mustache is using the name of catching thieves, but he is actually trying to confuse others.

For a moment, the onlookers changed from helping to cursing.

Qin Xuan listened to the discussion and scolding outside, and nodded in satisfaction.

The matter was finally clarified among the common people.

The matter of being framed as a thief this time does not seem to be a big deal.

But words are scary.

Especially now that he has an official position, and the court has offended the clan and many doctoral students.

Although Confucianism has already compromised, if it leaves something to say, it will inevitably be attacked and wiped out.

The majestic Qin Keqing beat someone in the street to snatch a buckle, would he still lose face?

Not very harmful, but extremely insulting!

As for the exquisitely crafted buckle, I am not interested in asking for it anymore.

Turning his head and said lightly: "Let's go, let's change to another store."

"Uh-huh."

Ying Shiman nodded obediently, turned around and was about to leave with her.

The moment she turned around, Xiuli's face couldn't help being startled, and surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Why is brother here~!?"

Qin Xuan blinked his eyes when he heard the words, looked down at his chest, and wondered: Where else can the chest be if it doesn't grow here?

Immediately, a surprised whisper came from beside my ear: "Shiman, how dare you sneak out of the palace? You're still alone with other men, what a shame!"

Ying Shiman waved her hands hastily: "No~ no, it's father's consent!"

Qin Xuan came back to his senses, looked at the man in front of him and suddenly realized.

I muttered to myself: So it was about the elder brother, not the chest length~.

His eyes scanned the man who walked up to him.

With just one glance, you can probably guess who it is.

The man was about the same age, dressed as a scribe, with an air of refinement all over his body.

Qin's national style is sturdy, and the Empress Dowager Mi was able to compare national affairs to men and women in front of ministers of civil and military affairs.