I and the King of Qin Sweep Liuhe

Is this to excuse Zhao?No, not right.Zhao Dan suddenly understood that Zhao Li gave him a better way to deal with it.

Ying Zheng just answered the words: "I heard that my brother has raised a lot of family members, and some of them are being used by Brother Wang. My brother must have listened to some slanderous rumors. If these people also use slanderous words to deceive Brother Wang, the consequences will be disastrous. This matter Big body, please investigate thoroughly, Brother Wang."

In this way, Zhao Dan can cleanse the opponent's power without touching Zhao's falsehood.And if he exiles Zhao Jia, many people in the court will intercede for Zhao Jia.What kind of enemy is the current brotherhood, there must be unity between the brothers, the two princes just have some small frictions, it's harmless and so on.

In the end, I am afraid that I will let it go without pain.

If Zhao Li's method is used, he and Zhao Jia don't have to tear their faces apart. They can continue to get along as brothers and sisters respectfully, and at the same time, they can clean up Zhao Jia's people.

And this treatment, Zhao Jia will definitely not say anything more, because at least he has kept his title and title, and he can still be a son in Handan, enjoying the treatment of a son, which is much better than being exiled abroad with nothing.

Zhao Dan couldn't help but look at Zhao Li more, the other party still had that quiet look, with his eyes downcast, unable to see anything.

... When did Zhao Li have such deep thoughts?

Just as Zhao Dan was thinking about it, Zhao Li suddenly raised his eyes and looked over.

Zhao Dan was startled, and there was this look again... like the eyes of a tiger and wolf examining their prey, with a sure chance of winning.

He subconsciously lost sight of Zhao Li and looked at Zhao Jia: "Do you have anything to say?"

"My brother has no excuse..." Zhao Jia almost collapsed on the ground, and suddenly what Ying Zheng said when he stepped on him before appeared in his mind: Too many words will lead to mistakes, and too many actions will lead to mistakes.

I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet. If I do too many bad things, the car will overturn sooner or later.

Zhao's mask is like ashes.

"Then leave this matter to my younger brother." Zhao Wang waved his hand: "It's all gone!"

The palace people came up to help Zhao Jia who was paralyzed into a ball and left, but Ying Zheng did not leave.

King Zhao looked up at him: "Is there something else, little brother?"

Ying Zheng said: "I'm afraid I'm not qualified for the job, brother Wang, please leave this matter to someone else."

Zhao Dan raised his eyebrows. He gave Zhao Li a great opportunity to re-enter the court. If Zhao Li wanted to get involved in political affairs, he would definitely agree.

Now Lord Pingyuan is too powerful in the court, he needs someone to help him check and balance, and the best candidate for this person is Zhao Li.He has just returned to China, is not familiar with government affairs, and is a son of the clan. He was deeply loved by the late Empress Dowager, and he has no brains, so he especially listens to him.

He said: "Why do you say that, brother?"

Ying Zheng said: "My brother has only been back to China for three months, and he doesn't know much about government affairs. If something goes wrong, wouldn't it make people laugh?"

Zhao Dan was quite incomprehensible to this younger brother, and deeply felt that Zhao Li was no longer the kid who only listened to him. Is it good or bad to put a person who even he is a little afraid of into the court?

Zhao Dan couldn't give an answer, and finally he sighed: "Okay, you can go back."

Ying Zheng said: "My brother has one more thing."

"Go ahead."

Ying Zheng explained the reason for coming to see Zhao Dan this time, and finally said: "Now that Qin is in its prime, I hope Brother Wang will allow the younger brother to take care of the hostage, so that they will not find an excuse to attack."

As soon as Zhao Dan heard "attack", four words popped into his mind: the Battle of Changping.

He hastily agreed, not to offend Qin Guo at this juncture: "All right, all right, you can do it."

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Coming out of King Zhao's Palace, Ying Zheng immediately saw the small figure standing at the end of the steps.

Standing under the sun, Zhao Zheng was supported by palace servants. He didn't know how long he had been waiting.

He heard from the palace people that Zhao Li had a fight with Lord Luling, and he insisted on coming over regardless of the obstruction, and he didn't eat much breakfast, and the sun was a bit poisonous, so he was already hungry and dizzy.

Seeing Ying Zheng coming out, he took a few steps forward, and Ying Zheng raised his hand to signal him to stand there not to move.

Sure enough, Zhao Zheng stopped in his tracks.He watched Ying Zheng walk down the long steps, his gait was steady, with an indescribable nobility, his robe fluttered in the wind, as if it would turn into a mist and disperse in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Zheng grabbed his clothes, waited anxiously for Ying Zheng to come over, and looked at Ying Zheng without blinking.

It seems that when you close your eyes, the husband will really disperse.

Ying Zheng walked down the long steps quickly, approached, and felt a nameless anger in his heart. He glanced at Zhao Zheng's leg, wondering why this child was so self-willed, even ignoring his injuries.He said displeasedly, "How are you?"

Zhao Zheng shook his head and just stared at Ying Zheng.

He thinks it looks good when the husband is angry.

Ying Zheng restrained his anger, and said in a deep voice, "What are you looking at, I'm good-looking?"

Zhao Zheng nodded: "It looks good."

Ying Zheng: "..."

Zhao Zheng added: "Sir, it's nice to be angry."

"..."

Ying Zheng lost his temper after being coaxed by his two words, glared at him, bent down and hugged him: "I'll settle the score with you when I go back."

Those who came with Zhao Zheng were all Gong'e, weak and weak, and Ying Zheng could only do this kind of tiring work.

Of course, Ying Zheng is not at ease in handing over Zhao Zheng to others. If he falls again, he won't have to explain to his ancestors.

Zhao Zheng nestled obediently in Ying Zheng's arms, looking up at Ying Zheng with bright eyes.

Ying Zheng glanced down, and said fiercely: "Look again, I sold you to buy candy."

So Zhao Zheng covered his eyes and looked at him secretly through his fingers.

Ying Zheng laughed at his cute appearance, and his anger disappeared without a trace. He cleared his voice and said, "Why did you come to me all of a sudden?"

"I heard that you beat Mr. Luling... Sir, are you not injured?"

Ying Zheng: "Do you think I'm hurt?"

Zhao Zheng smiled and shook his head.

After returning to the residence, Ying Zheng had lunch with Zhao Zheng and told Zhao Zheng that King Zhao had allowed their mother and son to move to him.

"You live in another courtyard with your mother. Come to my study room for class." Ying Zheng said and brought some food for Zhao Zheng. "You know where the library is. You can come and go as you please. Don't read any messy books."

Zhao Zheng looked at the pile of vegetables in the bowl, all of which he didn't like.With a bitter face, he couldn't help but wonder if Mr. was caused by the roundworms in his stomach.

But Ying Zheng said: "These must be finished, the rest is up to you, no picky eaters are allowed."

"..." Zhao Zheng picked up the rice silently.

After a while, the palace servants came to report: "My lord, the craftsmen from the Shaofu are here."

Ying Zheng hummed, "Let them wait."

Zhao Zheng took a bite of green vegetables, "Craftsman? What is your master going to do?"

Ying Zheng: "Try to guess."

Zhao Zheng chewed slowly while thinking.

The things around Mr. are useful, he doesn't like those tricks, and he must find craftsmen to make something that can be used.Moreover, he also specially asked King Zhao to use the Shaofu. This thing must be very important, and it cannot be built with a blueprint. It needs to be visited for inspection.

What will it be?

Make a garden?Build a small building?

Seeing him thinking hard, Ying Zheng couldn't help giving a hint: "It's related to you."

"Me?" Zhao Zheng sized himself up, "Isn't the young master trying to build me a cage..."

Ying Zheng held his forehead, not knowing how he came to this conclusion: "Why?"

"Because I was running around and hurt my leg."

Ying Zheng: "..."

Injured his leg, so put him in a cage?What kind of thinking is this? He really can't believe that this stupid kid will be him when he was a child.

Or... Because of this brand new experience, another side of his character was discovered?

Ying Zheng didn't let himself think about it anymore, he asked the palace staff to call the craftsmen in.

A dozen or so craftsmen came in at once, one group of people took a class ruler to measure Zhao Zheng's height and leg length, another group of people took small notebooks to record the data, and a group of people made drawings on the spot according to the data, and then they all worked together. Walking out, the sound of sawing wood and knocking mortise and tenon immediately sounded outside.

After a while, Ying Zheng had just finished eating when the palace people pushed a brand new wheelchair in.

Zhao Zheng: "..."

Ying Zheng signaled Zhao Zheng: "Sit on it and try it, if it doesn't work, let them do it again."

Zhao Zheng was helped to sit up, and the palace servants pushed him out the door.A slope had already been set up by the door, and Zhao Zheng tried to turn it around again, which was quite relaxed and comfortable.

The dozen or so craftsmen in the yard stared intently at Zhao Zheng, waiting for him to publish his user experience.

Mr. Chang'an asked them to make a wheelchair within a meal, and it must fit well and be easy to use. More than a dozen people took the order in the face of danger and showed unprecedented efficiency. At this moment, I am afraid that Zhao Zheng will say "no".

Zhao Zheng walked around the yard strangely, nodded and said, "Yes."

After the words fell, more than a dozen craftsmen cried with their heads in their arms as if they had received an amnesty.

Zhao Zheng said in a daze, "...what's wrong with them."

Ying Zheng: "Extreme joy begets sorrow, it's okay."

Because it is for temporary use, the wheelchair does not need to be painted, but the craftsmen also polished it carefully, and it feels very smooth.Zhao Zheng liked it very much, and walked around the huge yard several times.

Ying Zheng was on the sidelines pushing him from time to time. It was rare for Zhao Zheng to be so happy, and he was happy to coax him.

After all, there were very few things that would make him so happy in the future.

After dark.

Zhao Zheng came to Chang'an Jun's study for the first time.

This is the first class he will be taking, and I don't know what Chang'an Jun will teach him.Zhao Zheng was nervous and looking forward to it.

He came alone and didn't bother the palace people, so he could only turn the wheelchair by himself.After some effort, Zhao Zheng finally reached the door, took a deep breath, raised his hand to knock, and tried to calm down, "Sir, I'm here."

Ying Zheng was waiting for Zhao Zheng in the study. He was sitting behind the lacquered table, wearing a very solemn dress, and said in a low voice, "Come in."

Zhao Zheng pushed the door open, turned his wheelchair and walked in.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Zheng, and suddenly realized the wonder of fate at this moment.He never thought that one day, he would meet his former self in this way.

He wanted to personally send Zhao Zheng to a position above those ten thousand people, watch him proclaim himself king and emperor, and perhaps watch him die.

By that time, his mission must still not be completed, and if he is beaten back to start over, he may meet Zhao Zheng again in another world.Ying Zheng couldn't help being curious, what kind of scene would it be like to meet again?Who will he be in this troubled world?Is it his enemy, or his friend?

Ying Zheng didn't think about it anymore, those were still far away.He raised his hand to signal Zhao Zheng to come forward.

Zhao Zheng moved in front of him.

Ying Zheng said: "From now on, I am your husband, so there is no need for etiquette."

Zhao Zheng still saluted: "Sir."

Ying Zheng shook his head slightly: "Look, you have already made a mistake."