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

With a warm smile on his face, Imoli hurried up the steps.

When I saw my allies standing in the same place in a daze, but their eyes were fixed on the figure in black armor above and refused to move away, I was secretly happy!

It is forbidden to have women in the Qin army.

Although this person is wearing black armor, regardless of her figure or her clear voice like a yellow warbler, one can tell she is a woman at a glance!

Those who can appear on the high platform must have an unusual relationship with the young general.

If Mao Dun dared to have unreasonable thoughts, if there was a gap between him and the young general, no one would compete with him for the golden thigh in the future!

Qingzhu stood on the high platform and looked down at the two people below, when he felt the aggressive eyes of the rough and bearded man below.

A touch of anger could not help but rise in my heart.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, he turned and retreated.

Imori tugged at the sleeve of his ally, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, the business is important!"

Mao Dun came back to his senses, and was pulled onto the high platform by his sleeves.

Immediately, his eyes scanned, looking for that beautiful figure.

After seeing the pretty face clearly, I couldn't help sighing in my heart: Da Chanyu's Yan family is not such a woman!

With his hands behind his back, Qin Xuan glanced at the faces of the two of them.

When he saw the burly figure and fierce look of Mao Dun, he couldn't help but secretly nodded.

What a warrior!

If nothing else happens, this person will lead the Huns to the top!

only……

When he was keenly aware of that greedy gaze, his brows could not help but frown.

Dare to hit the idea of ​​my little maid, court death!

Just when it was about to start, the eldest son next to him walked over first.

With a warm smile on Fusu's face, he said politely: "You two have worked hard all the way, drink a cup of tea and rest for a while."

After finishing speaking, he ordered the guard next to him to pour two cups of tea.

As for making green bamboos to pour tea... or pouring tea to the Xiongnu...

Although the eldest son is a dignified person, he still doesn't have the guts to provoke that madman!

However, Fusu had a smile like a morning breeze on his face from the beginning to the end, and he was full of elegance.

Mao Dun was stunned for a moment, with doubts in his eyes.

Why is this scene different from what I imagined?

Especially that kind of temperament, really able to command an army of 20 to defeat King Donghu, and also defeated the Great General of the Great Qin?

It feels like, why doesn't it look like it?

However, the age of the other party is about the same as the description, very young!

Although Mao Dun is ambitious, he is also a person who knows how to endure.

Otherwise, when facing King Donghu asking for the war horse and the Yan family, he would just laugh it off, and wait until the time is right to kill him in one fell swoop!

Immediately imitating the etiquette of the other party, he smiled politely: "The general has a refined and outstanding temperament. No wonder he is deeply trusted by the Emperor of Qin. It is even more famous if we meet today!"

Imoli blinked, and muttered in a daze, "He...seems to have misidentified the person...."

Chapter 361 The Familiar Feeling

"Hahaha~!"

Leaning Lu's back on the railing of the high platform, he couldn't help laughing with his head raised.

Mao Dun blinked his eyes, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

In Qin people's etiquette, isn't it all about greeting each other when they meet and then flattering each other?

Did you say it wrong?

"Ahem..."

Imoli stood aside and coughed awkwardly.

He covered his mouth and said in a low voice: "Wrong, I admitted the wrong person...."

amount……

Immediately, Mao Dun's smile froze on his face, which was called an embarrassment.

Looking at the elegant man in front of him, I couldn't help cursing in my heart: My prince greets General Daqin, what the hell are you running out to make trouble!

Cursing in his heart, the stiffness on his face was only fleeting, and he still kept a smile.

After all, he was a generation of heroes who led the Xiongnu to become stronger, or he could bear it knowing that I wanted to kill him.