I and the King of Qin Sweep Liuhe

"There's no rush now." Ying Zheng put down the teacup. There are restrictions and conditions for changing the body. It's not that he deliberately made things difficult for Zhao Zheng.He said: "I will go to see King Han first, and let him promise Wei Ru to go to Wei State."

Zhao Zheng didn't care too much, just raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Ying Zheng talked about using chess pieces as a demonstration, and made a specific plan with Zhao Zheng.According to this, Zhao Zheng wrote the silk, put it in a bamboo tube, and called the white falcon on the tree.

It landed obediently in front of Zhao Zheng, lowered its head and pecked at Zhao Zheng's cuff, looked up and saw Ying Zheng, and let out a haughty cry.

Probably the master is here, and someone backed him up.

Ying Zheng stroked its bald head: "It's pretty, but it's a bit fierce."

Bai Falcon lost all arrogance when he touched him, shrank his neck, and moved towards Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng laughed softly: "Wang Jian said that this bird has spirituality, and only recognizes people with great luck. I don't think so, otherwise why is it afraid that it will become like this?"

Ying Zheng had no doubt that Zhao Zheng was trying to test himself. He tapped his fingers and said nonchalantly, "I was lucky before?"

"now what?"

"It can't be compared with the king."

Zhao Zheng closed his eyes and smiled, let go of Bai Falcon.Of course he didn't take these words seriously.A person with such a bearing and style as Mr., if he is really a person in the world, he must be more lucky than him.

The bird made half a circle in the sky before flying away.

The messenger trained by Wang Jian only went to remote places, so he was rarely caught. Otherwise, with Changping's carefulness and ambush like a net, it would not have come to South Korea.

Ying Zheng watched it fly away, then tidied up his sleeves, and said, "Okay, I'll write a letter and ask Han Fei to send it in for me. I can't let them do nothing and make my king feel wronged, right?" .”

Zhao Zheng gritted his teeth secretly for a while, and said slowly, "Sir, do you know what you said that makes people want to throw you on the couch?"

Ying Zheng pretended to be stupid: "What are you doing on the couch? Now is not the time to sleep."

Zhao Zheng: "...Moreover, I will really throw you up there."

Ying Zheng dipped his ink, stopped teasing him, and chuckled lightly: "Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry, huh?"

"Why am I in a hurry?" Zhao Zheng was not convinced, "Sir, there is no need to find any reason to make an appointment with Bai Qi or to see King Han."

"This is really not an excuse." Ying Zheng wrote seriously. Although he can recover his original body, there is a time limit.Restoring now will always waste some time.It's better to arrange things properly.The child preconceived that he just changed his body, how could he think that there are difficulties in it.

Ying Zheng felt that it was not easy for him, he worried about this kid every day, what was he trying to do?

Looking up, Zhao Zheng had a look of resentment on his face.

"..."

Ying Zheng tapped the tip of his pen, and changed the topic: "That bead, remember not to leave your body when the time comes."

Zhao Zheng looked at Ying Zheng with his chin in his hands, his eyes softened, and he didn't continue the topic that was easy to get angry, and said obediently: "The students know."

Ying Zheng didn't speak any more and concentrated on writing the book.

The memorial was handed over to Han Wangan by Han Fei on his behalf.King Han was overjoyed after reading it, and immediately summoned Mr. Wei to make preparations for Mr. Wei's mission to Wei.

After the court meeting, His Majesty and South Korean courtiers filed out.

Han Fei walked at the end, looking thoughtfully at the figure walking in front.

Ying Zheng was wearing Wei Guo's gown, which made him extremely expensive.He walked down the steps, his wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, and the lines on it fluttered like waves.If he felt something, he looked back.

Standing on the stone steps, Han Fei put his hands in his sleeves, looked at him softly with lowered eyebrows, and said politely, "Your Majesty has always served in Qin, why is he willing to serve South Korea as an envoy to Wei? The courtiers thought you were killed by King Qin I felt resentment in my heart when I was expelled from Xianyang, so I took the opportunity to retaliate, so I disagree."

"Sir, you can guess." Ying Zheng slowed down with his hands behind his back.

Han Fei walked down the long steps side by side with him, and sighed, "If you can guess it, why bother to ask the young master."

"That gentleman should also know that I won't answer."

Han Fei glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Zhang Liang has been confined by Xiangbang for the past few days, please ask me to say hello to the young master."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows: "No wonder I haven't seen him making trouble recently."

Han Fei hesitated to speak.

Ying Zheng couldn't tell that he had something on his mind, but he just pretended not to see it.After a while, Han Fei finally saluted him, very solemnly, "I've been busy with Li Si and Yao Jia for the past few days, Xiangbang didn't want to release them easily, I'm really sorry. Qin Guo A letter was sent over there, but the reply said that the king of Qin is fasting and ignores political affairs for the time being."

Yingzheng became a little interested: "So Qin is now governed by Lord Changping?"

Han Fei nodded: "Mr. Changping replied that this matter will be discussed after King Qin's fasting."

Ying Zheng agreed: "Isn't this very good? You don't have to worry about this, sir."

Han Fei said: "I don't think Qin's internal affairs may be a little unstable. At this time, if the alliance succeeds, it is not impossible to take Xianyang in one fell swoop. At that time, Li Si and Yao Jia will be here, and they may be killed. The King of Qin doesn't know if he is really fasting."

Ying Zheng smiled, but said nothing.Han Fei's temptation was too straightforward, and he didn't know how to answer it.With such a personality, I can't blame him.

After walking slowly for a while, after leaving the Han Palace, Ying Zheng took out a gift box from the carriage, "Mr. Please send it to Zhang Liang, it's something he can't eat after arguing all day long."

"Young Master has a heart." Han Fei took the things. Although he didn't know what the young master Wei was going to do when he was going to Wei, he still bowed, "I will send you to Wei in three days, and your son will be safe all the way."

Ying Zheng bowed back.

It's cool at night.Zhao Zheng returned to the room after taking a shower, sat on the couch and wiped his hair absently.

The husband went out in the dark, saying that to change his body, he had to choose a place with good geomantic omen, so that he could not be disturbed, and borrowed the right time, place and people... He almost believed it.

Bored, Zhao Zheng picked up the bead again and turned it around in his palm.After a while, he half-lyed down again and took the bamboo book next to him to read.

I don't know how long he waited, but he fell asleep in a daze.At the first cock crow after dawn, Zhao Zheng woke up, and the bamboo slips in his arms fell to the ground with a clatter.There was no one in the room, he frowned, sir hasn't come back yet?

Zhao Zheng got up, wondering if the more nervous he became, the calmer he became. He opened the door of the room after he dressed and washed slowly.

A gust of wind blew across his face.

Zhao Zheng went up to the third floor, and Wang Ben was rummaging through the bookshelf for military books. When he saw him coming, a pile of bamboo slips in his arms almost fell to the ground, "Your Majesty is awake?"

"En." Zhao Zheng answered absently. He wanted to ask Wang Ben if he had seen his husband come back, but he held back.Wang Ben didn't know about this matter. After all, this guy is sometimes too careless, and both he and his husband are worried that he will accidentally say something.

But when he came to the third floor and didn't say anything, it seemed that he was inexplicable, so Zhao Zheng glanced around. The room was very clean, the bookshelves were neat, and he couldn't find any faults. So his eyes fell on Wang Ben, staring at him, his face Expressionlessly said: "Face the wall, think about your mistakes."

Wang Ben: "...huh?"

Seeing that the king seemed unhappy, Wang Ben had no choice but to honestly put down the bamboo slips and stand by the wall, "My lord... did I make any mistakes...?"

Zhao Zheng just said one word: "Wall."

Wang Ben immediately fell silent, and cowardly pressed his eyes against the corner of the wall, closing his eyes tightly, for fear that the king would be unhappy and pick out his eyeballs to play with marbles.

Alas, he really didn't mean to watch it.Next time, he will definitely... watch it again!

After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he left, waiting for no one, and he was a little worried for no reason.When going down the stairs, the sound of a carriage stopping suddenly came from outside.

Zhao Zheng paused and realized that this was the one used by his husband, so he couldn't help but quicken his pace.As soon as he walked into the yard, the door over there opened.

The person who opened the door was wearing a half mask, and Zhao Zheng recognized that it was Wei Ru's body. At this moment, he should have been white.

Bai Qi was standing at the door, his figure alone looked murderous and stern, his aura was completely different from Ying Zheng's.As soon as he came in, the whole courtyard seemed to be filled with killing intent. Wang Ben, who was facing the wall on the third floor, opened his eyes suddenly. On the painted table, his long sword trembled slightly.

Wang Ben didn't care about anything else, he grabbed his sword, turned over the window and jumped down.

In the courtyard, Wang Ben flipped down the three-story pavilion lightly. After landing, he directly blocked Zhao Zheng with his horizontal sword, and stared at the masked youth at the door: "Assassin?"

Bai Qi's eyes fell from Zhao Zheng to Wang Ben. He had seen Wang Ben's jumping movements just now, and Bai Qi's eyes moved, as if he was a little interested in this boy.

Wang Ben was furious after being glanced at by him, and he almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand.Turning his head and whispering to Zhao Zheng: "My lord, let's run away, this man can't beat him!"

"..."

"My lord! I will protect you even if I die!"

Zhao Zheng endured it so he didn't roll his eyes in front of Bai Qi, and kept his demeanor and said: "My own."

Wang Ben: "Huh?"

Zhao Zheng raised his hand and bowed to Bai Qi: "General."

Wang Ben: Huh.

What is the background of this person? He deserves to be treated with courtesy by the king? ? ?

This ceremony is very standard, it is an ancient rule.In today's world, the rites are broken and the music is broken. Kings are all proud of their noble status. Few people can treat their courtiers with such courtesy. Although Bai Qi was often greeted by King Zhaoxiang when he was King Zhaoxiang, the feeling is completely different.

This young man's calmness and composure surpassed ordinary people's, and the nobility in his gestures and gestures could even overwhelm his murderous aura, but when he saluted, the humility and sincerity in his eyebrows were not fake.

Bai Qi can tell.

Today is different from the past, he saluted humbly, moved his footsteps slightly, brought up a piece of dust that seemed to be slowly blown away by the wind, and stepped aside to open the door.

Zhao Zheng nodded slightly at him, and walked towards the door.

Before he could approach, the car curtain was gently lifted by a white and slender hand.

Zhao Zheng paused.

Wang Ben also stopped after following, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Qi, and his right hand never left Jian Bo.

A man wearing a black cloak stepped out of the carriage, his face was covered by a wide hood, only a vigorous jaw and shallow and thin lips could be seen.

Sensing Zhao Zheng's gaze, the man raised his head slightly, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

Zhao Zheng also smiled very lightly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.But he never showed his emotions in front of outsiders. He walked over, raised his hand and lifted the hood of the wide cloak slightly, a face almost identical to his was revealed in the dim shadows, and Zhao Zheng wanted to take it off again. At the time, Ying Zheng raised his hand to hold his wrist, and said softly, "Be careful not to be seen, Your Majesty."

Zhao Zheng looked at those shallow eyes, the slender and light eyelashes, and the heroic but not aggressive sword eyebrows. He looked at every detail and burned it into his heart. It was clearly his own appearance, but there was an indescribable beauty. and steady.Zhao Zheng suddenly stood on tiptoe, and kissed the warm lips under the cover of the hood.

Delicate, soft, warm and fleeting.Ying Zheng's half-drooped eyelashes trembled. He probably expected it, but he didn't seem to expect it. He looked down at Zhao Zheng slightly, and the young man looked at him without hesitation.

Ying Zheng's slender fingers pinched Zhao Zheng's jaw, stroked it lightly a few times, and bowed his head to return a kiss.As if deliberately teasing, he also left as soon as he touched it, winked at Zhao Zheng cunningly, and said softly, "What do you want to say?"

Zhao Zheng was annoyed by his "revenge", but he tasted the wonderful taste, his eyes moved slightly, and he gently held Ying Zheng's hand, "I will take Mr. in."

He covered the hood with his other hand, and led Ying Zheng inside.

In the yard, Bai Qi was still standing there motionless, while Wang Ben had a weird look on his face, watching his king secretly while being wary of Bai Qi.

Wang Ben looked at the strange but familiar man in black cloak, completely puzzled.And what were they both doing sneaking under their hats? !Could it be that the king has empathized with each other? !

Zhao Zheng went up to the second floor, sent Ying Zheng into the room, and then asked Bai Qi to go to the next room, and then drove Wang Ben to the third floor.Wang Ben was very annoyed at this unfair treatment, but after Bai Qi took a look from under the mask, he immediately rushed to the study room with a breath of wind on the soles of his feet.

Zhao Zheng pushed open the door. It was the fighting room that Ying Zheng had previously sealed off. After tidying it up a few days ago, no major traces could be seen, so it was specially given to Bai Qi to stay temporarily.

"Please, General."

Bai Qi clasped his fists in salute, raised his hand and said: "There is no rule for the king to invite his subjects first, please, Your Majesty."

Zhao Zheng nodded slightly, walked in, and sat down by the window with Bai Qi.There was already prepared drinking utensils beside him, and Zhao Zheng poured one for Bai Qi: "Junior Zhao Zheng, this is Xinzheng, the capital of South Korea, the general should have heard about the specific situation."

Bai Qi took the wine: "Your Majesty Zhe Sha Bai."

In the few meetings before changing this body, Ying Zheng had already explained the matter to Bai Qi carefully, without any concealment, including Ying Zheng's own identity.After all, for such a thing beyond ordinary people's imagination, one lie needs to be covered with more lies. Ying Zheng didn't have that kind of thought, and he didn't bother to hide it.

Bai Qi knew that Ying Zheng had asked him to help conceal some things that Zhao Zheng didn't know, so when he heard Zhao Zheng call Mr. Ying Zheng, Bai Qi didn't say much.When a person lives for a lifetime, when he looks back, he will always realize some truths that he was obsessed with.These two people are chasing after each other, and some things are left to them to solve by themselves, and outsiders are not allowed to intervene.

"Knowing that the king is in danger now, Bai will definitely escort the king back to Qin safely."

Zhao Zheng smiled slightly: "I have seen the general's marching troops, and Zhao Zheng has always been fascinated by it. Qin's century-old plan, which has achieved great success in the east, is what the younger generation wants to entrust to the general. My life is just a matter of life." Nothing."

Bai Qi held the wine cup, his breath froze for a moment.At the beginning, King Zhaoxiang suspected that he was rebellious, so Du You gave him a sword, and he spent half his life as a soldier, and it became a past event after his death.He was devoted to the great plan of the Qin State, but King Zhaoxiang wanted him to be loyal to the king alone.The king wanted him to attack Handan, but he repeatedly said that the time, place, people and general situation were gone, so he couldn't ask for it.But the king of Qin refused to allow it, so he had to choose between sending troops or giving him death.

He chose the former, but he still couldn't escape the fate of a dead dog.

Now the young king of Qin said that the great cause of the state of Qin is more important than the life of the king.There are so many people in the world, there are so many princes and generals, how many people can say such words?

Whether it is true or false, it is rare for a king to have such a vision.

After a long time, Bai Qi said in a low voice: "Qin has a master like the king, how can the six kingdoms not be in the palm of his hand? Even if the king does not have me, he can still succeed in hegemony."

"With a great general, you can become a dragon and a tiger." Zhao Zheng raised the wine cup, "Xinzheng's wine is very tasteless. When we return to Xianyang, I will invite the general to drink my Qin country wine."

"Okay!" Bai Qi returned his respect, "Please, Your Majesty!"

After drinking for three rounds, I talked about many temples and rivers and lakes, but I still have more to say.Zhao Zheng thought that his husband was still waiting, so he asked Wang Ben to come down to talk with Bai Qi, and returned to the room.

The curtains in the room were still closed, and it was dim and gloomy. On the small couch facing the wind by the window, Ying Zheng had already taken off his cloak and changed into a white dress. He was sitting alone in the banquet, with his hair loose and a bamboo book in his hand. , the candlelight on the lacquered table beside him quietly illuminated his side face.

It is as quiet as an indescribable painting, which can only be described with the pen of an immortal.

Zhao Zheng closed the door, and Ying Zheng looked up when he heard the sound.The young man in white slowly walked to the side of the couch, half-kneeled on the couch with one leg, and raised his hand to push back Ying Zheng's soft and dangling hair. His slender fingers walked along his neck, and finally landed on the Adam's apple , The thumb rubbed lightly a few times.

Ying Zheng said half-truth, "Don't make trouble."

Zhao Zheng turned a deaf ear to it, and slowly pulled away the bamboo slips from Ying Zheng's hand, stretched one hand into Ying Zheng's hair, lowered his head and bit gently on the other's Adam's apple: "Sir, why are you more like King Qin than me?"

Ying Zheng was slightly flustered and didn't answer. He let him be presumptuous for a while, then lowered his head and raised Zhao Zheng's face irresistibly: "Do you mind?"

"Huh?" Zhao Zheng responded lazily, a little drunk, as if a good thing had been interrupted, frowned, smiled lightly, got up and kissed Ying Zheng's lips, "What do you mind?"

Ying Zheng was entangled with him, and it became more and more intense. The two very similar breaths merged with each other. Zhao Zheng said softly when exchanging breaths: "Do you mind if you use my appearance?"

Ying Zheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, without saying much, he took the initiative to cover the young man's lips.He knew he had his answer.

The young man responded with a more blazing invasion and possession, pressed him against the pillow, and quietly poked his fingers into the skirt of his clothes.

Ying Zheng seemed to react suddenly, and bit Zhao Zheng's lips with a lot of force. Zhao Zheng was disturbed by the pain, and Ying Zheng turned over and pressed him on the couch without paying attention.

Three thousand black threads intertwine.

Ying Zheng lifted Zhao Zheng's jaw forcefully, bit the boy's Adam's apple lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Be more obedient if you've had enough trouble."

As he spoke, his hand slowly loosened the belt around Zhao Zheng's waist.

Zhao Zheng pressed back without waiting for him to succeed, with a bit of evil in his brows, and chuckled: "I don't listen to sir about this matter."