Chaotic Qin

After Qin Zichu realized why Yingzheng was facing an enemy all the way, he laughed and lay in his arms.

He shrank like a shrimp, laughing until the roots of his ears turned red.

"Ah Zheng, hahaha, Ah Zheng..." Qin Zichu lay on his back in the fiery red fox fur, his body trembling, his fingers tugging at Ying Zheng's sleeves and swaying back and forth.

Ying Zheng leaned over him, rubbed Qin Zichu's back lightly, narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Huh? What does Zichu want to say?"

Qin Zichu forced a deep breath, and leaned his head limply on Ying Zheng's arm from laughing.

He squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I just thought it was very interesting. Seeing Zhang Liang who bought you to kill you in the previous life, do you really want to peel him off and throw him into the frying pan?"

Ying Zheng put his palm on Qin Zichu's face that was so hot because of his non-stop laughing, and said arrogantly: "In this life, he will dedicate all his talents to Da Qin—this is better than killing him." Better revenge. I like to see former enemies bow down."

Qin Zichu seemed to be bewildered by Ying Zheng again, leaned forward and licked his lips lightly, and said softly, "You always make me want to get close to you."

Ying Zheng gently pulled off his belt, rubbed upwards along the thin abdominal muscles, kissed Qin Zichu back, and said in a low voice: "Zi Chu is not as sincere as I am to you—no matter what you do, I feel special." Charming, I want to be close to you."

"Then come." Qin Zichu showed an ambiguous smile.

He stretched out his palm to Ying Zheng's waist, rubbed his fingertips gently, and felt the warmth under his palm gradually swell.

Ying Zheng hummed faintly in his nasal cavity, staring closely at the smile on Qin Zichu's face, his fierce eyes wished to tear him apart immediately.

Qin Zichu simply turned over and sat up, rubbing him more conveniently.

He chuckled and said, "Ah Zheng has been refusing to follow me to change out the crotch pants. Do you think this is very convenient, hmm?"

Ying Zheng panted again, and suddenly pressed Qin Zichu back into his fur, skillfully and neatly ripped off the brocade trousers on his crotch, and hurriedly took out the ointment from the dark cabinet and wiped it on Qin Zichu's buttocks .

Qin Zichu smiled and bent his long legs, but there was a hint of surprise in his tone: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ying Zheng rubbed his body, and said in his mouth: "There is no comfort in the palace on the road. You are wearing bruises every day, and I don't want to make you tired anymore - but since you want to, I don't have to endure it." .”

"Hmm! Ha..." Qin Zichu let out a hoarse cry as the fingers that suddenly pushed his body brought him a strange feeling that he was still unaccustomed to.

Immediately, he voluntarily turned over, bit his sleeve with his mouth open, and pulled at the long, rich fur that was cushioned in the carriage with both hands.

This made Ying Zheng's movements more convenient. He gently kissed the charming depression in the middle of his back, and from time to time he took a bite or sipped on the smooth skin, but his fingers buried in Qin Zichu's softness kept coming in and out in different ways, trying to open up as soon as possible. out enough to contain its own position.

The agitated feeling hit Qin Zichu in an instant, he pulled the fur even more forcefully, he couldn't control the "hmm~" in his nasal cavity, his waist trembled, and his whole body tensed up.

Yingzheng wrapped his strong arms around his waist, and rubbed his palms soothingly against the skin under his waist. Finally, he wrapped his hands around the front and rubbed them up and down to speed up Qin Zichu's obedience.

The ointment melted inside, and it was wet and sticky, flowing down the heels of Ying Zheng's legs as he moved in and out of his fingers.

Qin Zichu twisted his body unaccustomed, trembling all over and said, "It's ok...uh, it's ok, Ah Zheng."

"Since father and king have said so, then, respect is worse than obedience." Ying Zheng pulled out his fingers, and squeezed the two lumps of soft flesh on his buttocks tightly with his big hands that were full of oil, and his whole body was firm. rushed in.

The sharp blade split the body one after another, bringing eager impulses, making him want to shout loudly and release all the emotions pent up in his body.

But Qin Zichu was biting his sleeve tightly all the time, refusing to make a sound.

Ying Zheng's eyes became darker and darker. With Qin Zichu's neck in his mouth, he suddenly said, "Zi Chu, turn around and let me look at you."

Qin Zichu shook his head, his back twisted into a slight arc, and the loose inner robe scraped against his skin made him tremble again.

Ying Zheng ignored Qin Zichu's objection at all, pinched his slender waist with one hand, and grabbed Qin Zichu's shoulder with the other, completely twisting him around in a connected posture.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Qin Zichu's eyes widened, and tears fell from his eyes uncontrollably.

He opened his mouth wide, like a fish out of water, and let out a suppressed cry, the blush on his face was already spreading all over his body.

Ying Zheng grabbed Qin Zichu's two long legs and clung to his body, making him sway along with the carriage and the man on him.

Repressed gasps came out of Qin Zichu's mouth one after another. He seemed to have lost his sanity, and he reached out his hand blankly to grab the long black hair that was shaking in front of his eyes, and pulled it in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, Qin Zichu could only subconsciously respond to the needs of his body. His two long legs tightly clamped Ying Zheng's strong waist, and his toes were completely curled up, squeezing his toenails to turn white.

A look of obsession appeared in Ying Zheng's eyes, and the movements on his waist became more and more fierce and fast.

Qin Zichu suddenly let go of the palm that was tightly pulling Ying Zheng's long hair, covered his mouth with force, and kept shaking his head.

But Ying Zheng saw his reaction like this, but after a slight pause in his movements, he controlled his pace even more, constantly looking for tricky angles to grind inside him.

"Ah...Ah, Ah Zheng...don't use it like that...ah, use force...you will be heard!" Tears dripped from Qin Zichu's eyes, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to grab Ying Zheng's back and kiss him forcefully His lips tried to block his frequent screams with his lover's flexible tongue.

The footsteps outside the carriage were so clear that they didn't even close the windows!

Fear and happiness tormented Qin Zichu together. He kept climbing to the peak of happiness, but at the next moment he overturned his previous thoughts, was brought to a higher point by Ying Zheng, and almost passed out.

"Father has to wait for me to come together." Ying Zheng pinched calloused fingers on his front, and when Qin Zichu was trembling, he held him tightly, making "the end" an unattainable goal. dream.

Qin Zichu shook his body to grab Ying Zheng's palms, but Ying Zheng grabbed his wrists first and pressed them directly on his head.

"Father, father, father, father..." Every burial is accompanied by a call full of taboos.

Qin Zichu hurriedly raised his head in embarrassment, and hastily blocked Ying Zheng's shameless words with his lips.

"Father has already arrived, right?" Ying Zheng controlled the rhythm, feeling the joy that Qin Zichu wrapped around him and squeezed, finally showing satisfaction in his eyes burning with hot flames, and whispered: "Since father Enough has been heard, then I will be with my father."

Ying Zheng sealed Qin Zichu's lips, speeded up and pushed it dozens of times, then stopped suddenly, and let go of the palm that was controlling Qin Zichu.

They kissed each other and let out a long grunt together.

Ying Zheng pressed on Qin Zichu as if he had lost his strength. The two of them were panting together, and it took a while before they finally calmed down.

Ying Zheng hugged Qin Zichu and turned over, letting him lie on top of him. Qin Zichu grunted uncomfortably and complained, "You feel very proud of being completely dressed."

Ying Zheng suddenly laughed when he heard this, and said in a low voice, "Didn't Zi Chu say that crotch pants are not good? I think it's very good."

Qin Zichu kicked him, pulling his back so that he grinned in pain.

He said bluntly: "It's as if I'm wearing crotch pants, and you won't strip me clean!"

Ying Zheng picked up the weak Qin Zichu without shame, wiped his body clean, kissed his ear, and admitted bluntly: "Yes, I will definitely want to see Zichu, how can I How about accepting that the cloth hides your appearance?"

He carefully took out the quilt with the fox fur inside from the chest, wrapped Qin Zichu tightly, hugged Qin Zichu in his arms, rubbed his sore lower back, and said, "Zichu has made up his mind, the imperial examination is really important." Do you want to ask questions like this? I think the difficulty is not as small as you said."

Qin Zichu nodded, and said with a smile, "Don't you think it's very interesting? In just fifty questions, you can thoroughly dig out all the content they have learned, and comprehensively measure his ability and depth of thinking about problems."

Ying Zheng laughed when he heard the words, and said in his heart: Isn't it because you want to torment the candidates?

He took out the question type written by Qin Zichu from the table case, kissed him lightly and said, "I left Li Si and Han Fei together in the capital to write the questions according to the way you said. The two of them are now sending out chapters every day." Returning to my hands, they all expressed their lack of ability and asked others for help. You are not just taking the exam, you are also embarrassing my minister."

Qin Zichu raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Judgement questions examine more important concepts, facts, principles, and conclusions; multiple-choice questions require a wide range of knowledge and a large number of questions. If you master the "Law of the Great Qin Dynasty" well, you will definitely start to make random choices, and you need to have correct analysis and judgment skills if you want to pick the right option; They selected decent key nodes from the vast sea of ​​books, and the analysis questions..."

Qin Zichu smiled more complacently and maliciously.

Pointing to his own question that has nothing to do with the law, he said: "From what point of view to answer 'Qin destroyed the six kingdoms', plus their backgrounds, we can see many problems, such as strength of character, such as loyalty, and this question is fundamental. There is no right answer."

As Qin Zichu spoke, the smile on his face became even more smug.

After a while, he said bluntly: "At the beginning, the scientific examination was held once a year. After three years, we can collect the previous questions into a book, and then use the questions designed by the examiner but have no chance to use them in the exam. Get together and continue to publish books. Well, let’s call it "Five-Year Scientific Examination, Three-Year Simulation"! It will definitely sell well, and it can help you continue to promote Yuanqian to the four countries of Qi, Chu, Yan and Wei to make money."

Ying Zheng nodded, and accepted Qin Zichu's choice without hesitation.

He said even more frantically than Qin Zichu: "Make a few more volumes, print them with larger fonts, and increase the price a lot."

Qin Zichu and Ying Zheng looked at each other and laughed heartily.

With Zhang Liang's reminder, the rigor of the Royal Guard's guards, which had already been protected extremely solemnly, reached a new height.

When winter came, Yingzheng's motorcade had already circled into the warm Chu land.

Although traveling in mountains and rivers was very enjoyable, Qin Zichu's body couldn't take it anymore, and his already thin body became thinner and thinner.

Ying Zheng touched his body where the ribs were faintly showing, and finally his face sank.

"Stop to the nearest Shouchun, father needs to recuperate!" Ying Zheng frowned and ordered.

The process of conquering Chu State was relatively smooth at the beginning, and the former Chu Palace in Shouchun was well preserved.

Qin Zichu is not a person who likes extravagance and waste. Yingzheng failed to rebuild the Shouchun Palace in Xianyang City because of his obstruction, so he had to conscript civilians on the spot to repair the Shouchun Palace after the war.

At this point, it finally came in handy.

The army quickly passed through Sishui County, went straight to Shouchun in Jiujiang County, and arrived here in a few days.

Numerous Qin soldiers lined up in squares and columns to guard both sides of the imperial car, entered the Shouchun gate neatly and mightily, and skillfully carried out guard work around the palace, and the streets and markets along the road were cleaned up.

The common people rushed to tell each other, all trembling in their hearts.

When Yu Jia passed by the market, the people knelt far away outside the guard circle, and none of them dared to raise their heads to face the Qin army exuding a strong murderous aura.

Therefore, they completely missed the gentle look of the mighty and irresistible Lord of Qin staring at his lover with worry.

"My lord, the governors of Sishui County, Donghai County, Langya County, Chen County, and Xue County, please see me." The servant knelt outside the imperial car and whispered.

Ying Zheng frowned and said impatiently, "Let them wait."

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng directly wrapped Qin Zichu in fox fur, carried him across the car, got out of the car and walked to the bedroom.

The shaking made Qin Zichu gasp a little disgusted, and then forced a smile on his face and said, "I'm not too weak to walk by myself. You go and see the county guards, they have come all the way here, and none of them is easy. You just leave them alone like this , How heartbreaking."

Ying Zheng shook his head indifferently, rubbed his cheek against Qin Zichu's forehead, and said with a frown, "You are already like this, why do you still have the mood to care about them? Take a good rest, I still have decades to live. "

The implication was that he was actually afraid that Qin Zichu would be too weak and die on the parade road.

Qin Zichu was taken aback, and realized that since he was not old, there was no way to be sure whether he would never die at all; or if he was just not old, and he didn't know when he would die.

He thought to himself: His pale and emaciated appearance made Prisoner Yingzheng suspicious again.

Qin Zichu had no room to refute the matter of life and death, so he could only nod his head to appease Ying Zheng and said, "Well, I will take a good rest, and I'm all in the house. I'll sleep for a while, and you go to see the minister—after I get up, I will take the lotus I swallowed all the prepared food. Can I promise? Within half a month, the ribs will be buried by the meat and disappear completely."

Pressing his slender fingers between Ying Zheng's eyebrows, Qin Zichu gently rubbed away the vertical line between his eyebrows, and looked at Ying Zheng expectantly.

Ying Zheng sighed, held Qin Zichu's hand in his palm, and finally smiled helplessly.

He explained softly: "I understand what you mean. Have a good rest."

After saying this, Ying Zheng tucked up the quilt graciously for him, put away the gentle smile on his face, and walked away with dignity.

The five county guards had been waiting in the hall early on. Before the king arrived, they did not dare to chat and laugh at the majestic hall.

When the sound of steady footsteps came, they all showed joyful expressions on their faces, and hurriedly stood up and knelt down, shouting in unison: "I have seen the king."

Ying Zheng nodded, and said in a majestic voice that could not hear any mood: "Get up."

All the sheriffs, sit down quickly.

Although the counties and counties have been divided and people are assigned to manage them, in order to prevent other people from stopping them, Ying Zheng did not publicly announce the matter above the court.

Therefore, those who can go to various places to be recognized as county guards are all young generals who made great contributions to the independence of the country and had a bright future in the Qin army.

The most important thing is that the county guards are all loyal to the Qin royal family.

These county guards were originally from the army, and when they were sent to various places, each of them brought a considerable number of Qin troops with them.

When the army with banners and banners embroidered with golden dragons on a black background accompanied the county guards and stationed in counties and counties, the people from all over the country who had been beaten up by the Qin army long ago, even if they scolded this black army to death in their hearts, who would dare to openly fight against it? right?

They just fought against the Qin people in the details of coins and writing.

After Ying Zheng sat down, his eyes finally swept around them, with a little smile on his face, and he said encouragingly, "The various places have been rectified very well, thank you for your hard work."

The faces of the county guards immediately revealed expressions of rejoicing, and upholding the military style said: "The king has lost a lot of weight along the way."

In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient, and traveling around the world was definitely not an enjoyment.

Even if the world is rich, Yingzheng's journey to the East has been very hard.

He had to deal with the government and worry about Qin Zichu's body, so he was naturally tired and thin, but no matter what, Ying Zheng was still a tall and strong young man.

Hearing the gratitude from his confidant, Ying Zheng looked more relaxed, nodded, and said gently: "You are also tired and thin."

At this time, Xue Jun Sheriff suddenly said: "Master, Peng Zheng has something to offer to the Lord!"

Seeing his excited expression, Ying Zheng felt a little interesting, and asked softly: "Oh? Peng Zheng, what is it that makes you so excited?!"

Peng Zheng kowtowed and said, "The lord, please allow the four warriors to hold it to see him."

Ying Zheng's eyes were full of interest, he nodded directly and said, "Okay, let them come in."

Four mighty warriors were wearing Qin's black leather armor, and slowly moved towards the hall holding a spherical object covered with black cloth.

Every time they took a step, the blue veins on their foreheads suddenly popped up, and the muscles on their arms bulged out one after another. Their steps were heavy, and when they landed on the ground, they made a muffled sound of "bang, bang, bang".

Hearing this sound, the object held by the four of them actually weighed a thousand catties—what the hell is this object?

Doubt flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and he looked at Peng Zheng, waiting for his explanation.

Peng Zheng got up and walked in front of the ball, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, then suddenly opened the black cloth covering it, and a bronze tripod one person tall suddenly appeared in front of Ying Zheng, followed by the burning mermaid in the hall The anointing oil lamp emits a dazzling red-golden light, which makes people dizzy for a while.

Ying Zheng stood up involuntarily, couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, strode up to the copper tripod, raised his hand and stroked the engraved characters on it.

He raised his head excitedly and said in surprise: "It turned out to be the Yong Ding that can't be found anywhere?! It's really not in the hands of the royal family of Zhou..."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Zheng's pupils suddenly constricted, he turned over and leaned back, making him a little shorter.

With a sound of "Ding!", gold and stone collided, sparking countless dazzling sparks, and a sword mark was knocked out on Yongding!

A soldier dressed in the same clothes as other Qin soldiers held a long sword that was completely different from that of the Qin army, and kept stabbing at Yingzheng.

What he held in his hand was an iron sword. The sword was no more than three feet long and three inches wide. There were no patterns on the blade, but a layer of blue light glowed from the beginning to the end. It could be seen that it was definitely a sharp weapon for killing people.

Yingzheng had never personally participated in any wars. To the outside world, Qin Wangzheng was just an unusually tall and mighty strong man in the northwest.

But he has been taught by Qin Chu himself all these years, and he never slackens in practicing swords day by day, and he is by no means incomprehensible in martial arts as outsiders think!

Ying Zheng bent down and held the bronze tripod in his hand, turned around neatly, and the long sword on his waist was out of its sheath.

What he is holding is the most standard long sword equipped by the Qin army. It is made of copper and tin in an astonishingly perfect ratio, which can not only maintain the hardness of the sword body but also maintain its toughness to the maximum extent.

The long sword was more than a foot longer than the assassin's. The blade was full of beautiful arcs, and it shone with the unique pride of the royal family.

The pure golden sword slid past, and the reflected candlelight dazzled people so much that they couldn't keep their eyes open!

"You don't have to go forward." Ying Zheng sneered, his frightening eyes fell on the assassin, and he directly gave orders to the guards who surrounded him.

He stabbed straight with his long sword, all of which were murderous sword moves without fancy.

The assassin on the opposite side quickly lost his original momentum amidst Ying Zheng's powerful force and ferocious offensive. After dozens of moves, he had to switch from offense to defense, struggling to dodge Ying Zheng's attack.

Ying Zheng would not be polite to him!

The long sword in his hand was thrown forward suddenly, and with a "poof!", it stabbed fiercely into the swordsman's belly.

Holding the sword hilt in his hand, Ying Zheng's eyes showed a murderous intent, and he turned the long sword around in a gesture of piercing his chest and abdomen.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

His Shuangyang stared wide open, his face was pale, and the screams he made were no longer human.

Only then did Ying Zheng draw out his long sword, cut his tendons and hamstrings, glanced at Peng Zheng who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a cold voice, "Find out, who did the assassination!"

"Yes! Please forgive me!" Peng Zheng knelt on the ground and was sweating profusely.

His complexion was also very ugly, but he did not shirk his responsibility, still shaking his lips, asking Ying Zheng to surrender.

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, he looked at the assassin who was far from dead in disgust, and said to Peng Zheng: "Find out the mastermind behind the assassination, and this matter will cancel out the contribution of offering Yongding."

When Ying Zheng looked at Yong Ding, whom he had dreamed of in his previous life, he was no longer as excited as before.

The world is already in his hands, so what is the value of a copper tripod that brings disaster?