I and the King of Qin Sweep Liuhe

14 years.

The emperor toured the world, from Xiaoxiang to Dongting.

On the vast river, the boats carved with dragons and phoenixes sail slowly along the water waves.

A white falcon flew under the clouds, circled the ship a few times, and finally landed on the mast, flapping its white wings a few times and making a cry.

The waiters standing on the deck all looked up.There is a metal cylinder tied to Bai Falcon's foot, which is a letter from Xianyang.

It tilted its head and looked around, showing no intention of coming down, until a voice sounded.

The young man wearing the official uniform of the Great Qin Dynasty with a gold seal and purple ribbon held a piece of meat in his hand from a certain room, and shook it ferociously: "Delivery, hurry up, or you will be boiled and eaten!"

The white falcon tilted its head, howled, flew to the young man's head and pecked him hard, took the meat from his hand while he was crying out in pain, and flew back to the mast in a blink of an eye.

The young man covered the bag on his head, and casually picked up the sword on the waiter's body: "Believe it or not, I'll hit you!"

"Zhang Liang, you can't! You can't, you can't, tsk tsk..."

Zhang Liang didn't need to turn his head to know that it was Wang Ben who was scolding him, he swept his sleeves and turned away.A hand suddenly grabbed his collar and dragged him under the mast: "Look!"

Zhang Liang was so strangled by him that he almost carried it on his back, "You are going to die! You tore my clothes several times, you know that!"

"Look." Wang Ben put his finger on the tip of his tongue and blew a rhythmic whistle.

The white falcon fluttered its wings and landed on his shoulder obediently as if it had received some kind of order.

Zhang Liang snorted: "This guy was originally domesticated by Marquis Wu Cheng, of course he listened to you, why are you showing off?"

"I really want to show off." Wang Ben untied the metal cylinder on it while talking. There are traps on it, which need to be operated according to a specific number of ways, and no one can untie it.

No one dared to untie it.

Wang Ben handed the metal cylinder to Zhang Liang: "Go and deliver it. His Majesty seems to..."

When Zhao Zheng was mentioned, the laughing atmosphere just now cooled down.No one spoke.

Zhang Liang took the mechanism barrel and weighed it in his hand, sighed, and picked a more lively topic: "It must be His Royal Highness. Hey, he is really amazing."

Wang Ben hugged the sword and smiled: "Maybe it's the real person's blessing."

Three years ago, the crown prince Zhao Xian and several palace attendants sneaked out of Xianyang Palace to play, but they were assassinated and all the palace attendants died. Only Zhao Xian was saved by a passing swordsman.This is the first time.

The second time was when a boat fell into the water while rowing on the Lanchi. The water in the Lanchi was very deep, the undercurrent was turbulent and it was connected to the Wei River. Everyone cried.

Later, there were several extremely dangerous situations, and the child was able to escape from danger every time. It was very evil, as if some power had been protecting him.

However, after His Majesty's parade this year, Zhao Xian'an had a lot of work, and he stayed in the palace honestly every day, but letters came and went frequently.

"It's so dangerous outside, and he's also worried about His Majesty." Zhang Liang snorted, "This kid usually looks so-so, and his thoughts are more careful than anyone else."

Wang Ben rolled his eyes: "Okay, go, Meng Yi and I are waiting for you in the room."

"understood."

He turned around and took the letterbox to the highest pavilion. The servant had already reported it in advance and got permission.Zhang Liang was led upstairs by the emperor's trusted servant.When he arrived at a door, the servant whispered: "Your Majesty, the young master has arrived."

There was no sound from the door.

The servant has served by Zhao Zheng's side for many years, and he understands his temperament very well, and understands the meaning of acquiescing, so he opened the door and said, "Master, please."

The room was dark.

The face is a very strong incense.

The thick black curtains cut off all the light, only the clear light outside the door falls on the floor, but it still doesn't extend into the depths of the room.

Zhang Liang was so dizzy from the incense, he couldn't help asking the servant next to him in a low voice: "What kind of incense is this?"

"The incense from the Western Regions that soothes the nerves and aids in sleep, Your Majesty has been unable to sleep for the past few days, and it doesn't seem to be of any use after burning so much incense." The servant couldn't continue.

Zhang Liang gritted his teeth slightly, "Got it."

He held up the letter tube with both hands, bent down to enter, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Xianyang has a letter."

no answer.

Zhang Liang tentatively took a few steps forward, and suddenly kicked something, and that thing made a metallic sound in the darkness, breaking the dead silence of the room very clearly.

Finally, a hoarse voice came from the darkness: "...Ovary?"

"It's a humble minister." Zhang Liang knelt down on the ground, "I accidentally bumped into Your Majesty, please forgive me."

The person in the darkness gave a soft ah, as if caught in some kind of long-term memory: "Is there a letter from Lu Sheng?"

Zhang Liang paused: "Your Majesty, not yet."

"Xianyang's letter? Put it down."

"Yes."

Zhang Liang put the letterbox on the ground, and his fingers touched something cold and smooth, which was kicked by him just now, and it was a mirror.

Just as he was about to salute and leave, he heard the man whisper: "What time is it now, I want to see the light."

"I'm going to open the window." Zhang Liang understood, groped in the dark, opened all the curtains, and set up a window for ventilation.

The sky outside was just right, it was late spring, the soft light came through the screen window, and the whole room was illuminated brightly. The decoration that combined the strengths of the six countries was no longer heavy black, with carved beams and painted buildings, beaded curtains and emerald greens. The illusion of being in fairyland.

After finishing his work, Zhang Liang turned around, arched his sleeves and bent over, not daring to look at Zhao Zheng.When he stepped back, he only saw the emperor's clothes and crowns scattered on the ground, various precious decorations that were thrown away, and the broken bronze mirror.

There is also a memorial in one place.

Zhang Liang couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, please tidy up."

no answer.

But Zhang Liang felt that there were always eyes on him, which made him so uncomfortable that he had the urge to cry.

He picked up the scattered memorials on the ground and stacked them one by one. Occasionally, he scanned the contents, which were all submitted by the local county magistrate during the parade, and all of them had already written Zhu Zhu.

The handwriting is very stable, and the writer's thoughts cannot be seen at all.

Zhang Liang sorted out the memorial and put it on the ground. When he saw the pile of heavy uniforms, he suddenly remembered that three years ago, he and Li Sifeng went to discuss the title of Emperor, and the newly designed uniforms that happened to be sent by the Shaofu At that time, after Zhao Zheng saw Dagon's clothes and listened to the emperor's name, things began to look a little different.

After that, Zhao Zheng often wore a mask that covered half of his face, looked in the mirror, and traced the outline of his face with his fingers, as if he was comparing something.

Zhang Liang tidied up the clothes and crowns in silence, and then hesitantly said: "Your Majesty Wanwang, be careful of the holy body."

"Even you are talking about these official words." The hoarse voice finally had some ups and downs, "I can't die yet."

Zhang Liang knelt down immediately: "Your Majesty, be careful! Matters of life and death are not to be joked about."

The man didn't seem to hear, and said to himself: "I can't die."

Zhang Liang felt that he couldn't talk about this anymore, he was too sad, he said: "Your Majesty, the scenery outside is just right, let's go out and have a look."

The man didn't answer, after a while, he suddenly said softly: "Listen."

Zhang Liang raised his head slightly, but didn't hear anything.Just when he was about to ask Zhao Zheng what he heard, suddenly a faint singing voice came over.

Far away, it seems to be coming from the water.

Zhang Liang held his breath, and vaguely heard a few words, but he didn't understand, this song was not a language he knew well.

The sound is getting closer and closer, it should be that the singer is coming this way.

The emperor who was sitting on the couch listening quietly opened his eyes suddenly, got up and walked out.

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Zhao Zheng went out suddenly, he hurriedly picked up his coat and followed him, "Your Majesty, it's windy outside!"

On the river, a young man in black leaned on a bamboo raft and slowly approached the big boat in the middle of the river, singing ancient poems.

He has a pair of horns on his head, fine black and gold scales under his eyelids, and a faint golden pupil.The river was rolling, but the small bamboo raft was safely parked beside the big boat.

The young man looked up and saw a young man in black black clothes standing by the railing and looking at him, and a group of people stood behind him, and the group of people looked at him in amazement.

The boy shrank his neck inexplicably: "Yes, is it His Majesty the Emperor?"

There was silence in the eyes of the young man on board, and he replied calmly, "Shihuang."

"Ah, yes, yes, that, me, me, me..." The boy looked very nervous, because the horns on his head and the scales on his face became more obvious because of the tension, and even a black and golden tail was exposed under his clothes, feeling uneasy Swaying back and forth, "I am a dragon... I am here to give you the dragon's son!"

There was a sound of breathing on the boat.

……dragon?Is there really such a thing? !What the hell is Long Zi?Did this kid lay eggs?

Even Zhang Liang looked at this young man who looked like a man but was not a man curiously while leaning on the side of the boat: "Are you a dragon?"

"I, I, I, I am!" The young man obviously had never seen so many people, and he was terrified, "I will send the dragon son to His Majesty the Emperor... His Majesty was ordered by the heavens to unify the six kingdoms and stabilize the world!"

Everyone had an expression of sudden realization, that's how it is, God really has insight, and our Majesty is really the chosen one.

Only Zhao Zheng lowered his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "You just sang a Yue people's song."

"Yes yes yes!" The little black dragon was so nervous and shy that half of his body was submerged in the water, only his round head with horns was exposed, and his golden eyes mustered up his courage to look at Zhao Zheng, "I'm from Xiaoxiang." I followed His Majesty all the time, but His Majesty stayed in the boat and couldn't come out, so Heaven asked me to sing this song...it said that His Majesty would come out after hearing it."

As the little black dragon said, he dived suddenly, and after a short while, a huge black shadow rolled out from the water, almost spanning the entire river from the air.

Two black golden dragon beards broke through the water, holding a huge amber bead, and a pale golden light flowed in the bead. A young man in black was half-curled inside, his eyes were quiet and peaceful, as if he was trapped in a circle. In a long sleep.

Ying Zheng felt as if he had slept for a long time.It seems to have had a very long dream, but I can't remember what it was dreamed of, and my heart is empty, as if something is missing.

When he opened his eyes, the boat was heaving in the middle of the river.The whole room was shaking, and the light of the night pearl was a bit dazzling.

Ying Zheng grabbed things subconsciously. This kind of floating made him feel insecure, so he raised his hand and suddenly found that he seemed to be in someone's arms.

was held very tight.

Turning around, I saw Zhao Zheng's sleeping face.

At that moment time seemed to stand still.

After a while, Ying Zheng seemed to come back to his senses, and his eyes lit up.He didn't want to disturb Zhao Zheng's sleep, so he just turned over slightly to face him.

Just watching quietly like this, after a long time, he raised his hand carefully, and brushed his fingers along Zhao Zheng's eyebrows.

I don't know if he was disturbed by his movements, Zhao Zheng's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he opened his eyes in extreme sleepiness.

Seeing that it was Ying Zheng, he was still a little dazed, as if he hadn't woken up from a dream.Just as Ying Zheng wanted to ask if he had fallen asleep, he was suddenly pinned down by Zhao Zheng, and his lip was bitten viciously.

Zhao Zheng asked for kisses almost crazily, almost violently.Ying Zheng was so kissed that he lost his breath, but he didn't even have a chance to take a breath. He didn't know whether his lips were bitten or smashed, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore, so he pushed Zhao Zheng: "Let me slow down..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zheng pushed him down on the couch as if in revenge, tied his hands tightly with a hair tie, and tore off his clothes almost roughly.