Chaotic Qin

Qin Zichu glanced at Ying Zheng with lowered eyes, and chuckled softly. >

He stretched out his hand and pinched Ying Zheng's fat face, and said calmly: "Without you, I can still eat meat every day. Chickens, pigs, and dogs, you can choose your own. Dear son, you probably forgot that I am your father now." gone."

Ying Zheng looked at Qin Zichu, his tone was more comfortable than his, and he said in a low voice: "When the people of the six countries thought that Lu Buwei was my biological father, I dared to kill him. Since you took my father's body, I will send you You are leaving, but it is the respect of the emperor. Qin Zichu, what do you think?"

The smile froze on Qin Zichu's face, and he suddenly realized that what he thought was an advantage was actually a disadvantage.

And he was really, really going to be a martyr.

_(:з」∠)_I'm so stupid, really!

Why didn't I remember earlier that this is a superstitious era!

"Do you want to eat meat?" Ying Zheng said leisurely.

Qin Zichu pursed his lips and pinched his face, then walked back with him in his arms.

Yingzheng nestled comfortably in Qin Zichu's arms, and said in a low voice: "What, are you afraid? I see that you are not timid at all. At this time, you may lose a lot by forcefully attacking Handan, but you will definitely win. But do you know that, The three kingdoms of Zhao, Han, and Wei are all descendants of Jin. If they fight against Qin together, there will probably be a huge turning point in this battle. When the front line loses, how much will our Great Qin lose—do you know?! One-tenth of the elite But the life of one tenth of the Qin army's elite is not as meaningful as destroying Zhao, because once this battle fails, the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms will definitely advance to Qin, trying to recover the lost ground. The seven counties will also return to their hands. The seventeen counties of the Shangdang are the throats to enter the eastern countries. If this place is lost, there will be endless troubles. Qin Zichu, what I said is absolutely right, you are too merciful."

As Ying Zheng spoke, he showed deep eyes that far surpassed his childish appearance at this time.

He looked away from Qin Zichu's face, looked at the vast sky, and said in a low voice: "If I'm lucky, I'd like to see the invincible Lord Wu An."

The corner of Qin Zichu's mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Don't you think he is too murderous? Bai Qi always kills prisoners of war with 20 or 40 each time."

Ying Zheng sneered, "Women's benevolence, how many people do we have in Qin's army? How many people do you think are needed to guard an army of 40?"

Qin Zichu fell silent upon hearing this.

Ying Zheng glanced at him and said in his heart: Although the love is soft, it is not hopeless.

He continued: "Now that you have thought it through clearly, you should know that Lord Wu'an did nothing wrong. Keeping these captives would be a huge waste of our Great Qin's food and soldiers. Besides, there are very few ruthless people in the world. At least, it is absolutely impossible for the captives to watch our Qin army slaughter their relatives and old friends. Once they mutiny, our army's rear will be unstable. Although Wu Anjun's actions seem cruel and ruthless, they are against my Qin generals. Safety is extremely responsible.”

Qin Zichu was not an ignorant person, he nodded and said, "You're right, even a prison can't hold so many people, and the food to feed them is indeed a big problem."

Qin Zichu remembered that in this day and age, having enough food and clothing is the highest pursuit of life, so the meaning of food is completely different from modern times.

Ying Zheng was a little surprised at Qin Zichu's quick confession, so he couldn't help but look up at him.

He originally thought that Qin Zichu was talented in eloquence, so he would not admit it so readily, but instead made some sophistry. Qin Zichu's reaction opened his eyes.

"What's the matter? Is it okay to raise your neck so high?" Qin Zichu put his hand on the back of Ying Zheng's neck.

Warm palms wrapped the entire back of Ying Zheng's head and neck, and the soft fingertips rubbed against his spine gently. Ying Zheng felt itchy, and the corners of his mouth could not help but smile slightly.

"Ah Zheng is ticklish? I heard that ticklish men are afraid of their wives..."

Qin Zichu couldn't help laughing when he saw the boy in his arms shrinking his shoulders and shaking his body.

He leaned close to Ying Zheng's ear and spoke softly, his warm voice was full of undisguised ridicule, and his warm and moist breath was sprayed on the side of Ying Zheng's neck.

Ying Zheng's body froze, but as Qin Zichu gently rubbed his spine with his fingers, the trembling became more and more serious.

He finally couldn't help "giggling" and let out a crisp laugh.

Although he smiled happily, Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and said: If you knew what would happen if I touched this place when I became an adult, you wouldn't be having so much fun now.

Qin Zichu was actually a little afraid that Ying Zheng's stomach would hurt if he laughed for a long time.

After a while, he stopped the movement of his hands and took the initiative to rub Ying Zheng's stomach.

"Is your stomach not uncomfortable?" Qin Zichu's eyes fell on Ying Zheng's bulging belly, and his hands moved very gently.

Ying Zheng looked up at Qin Zichu's expression, stretched out his hand to grab his fingers, and said in a low voice, "This is indecent, please rub it when you go back."

"...Why do you care about your image all of a sudden?" Qin Zichu suddenly felt like he was being struck by lightning.

Σ(°△°|||) But when you wet the bed and pooped when you were a child, you didn't see your face flushed with embarrassment!

Why do you suddenly care about your image now?

Can anyone tell me what happened in the middle?

Hearing Qin Zichu's words, Ying Zheng's eyes turned cold.

He closed his eyes not wanting to quarrel with Qin Zichu, but suddenly pointed out something that Qin Zichu hadn't tried to hide - but to Ying Zheng, this was Qin Zichu's trick.

He said softly: "Qin Zichu, you have never shaved."

The blood on Qin Zichu's face suddenly faded, he covered his chin with his palm, and looked straight at Ying Zheng.

After a long time, Qin Zichu said, "How did you notice this?"

Ying Zheng shook his head: "You have never tried hard to cover up this matter. You should pay more attention in the future."

Qin Zichu gave a low "um", and when the two of them were about to walk back to the yard, they said softly, "Thank you for caring about me."

Ying Zheng pursed his lips sullenly, and turned to look elsewhere.

After Qin Zichu put him back on the bed with his own hands, Ying Zheng said: "Don't touch the back of my neck indiscriminately in the future, I will kill any woman who touches it."

Qin Zichu was stunned for a moment, and then, his fair face was covered with a blush, and even the tips of his ears were red.

Ying Zheng's eyes flashed, and he took Qin Zichu's reaction into his eyes, knowing that he understood what he meant.

Ying Zheng changed the subject and said, "Let me listen to Fan Sui's lecture together on my behalf."

Qin Zichu directly rejected Ying Zheng's request, and poked Ying Zheng's plump forehead with his hand: "Do you think Fan Sui is Qin Chu? He must be able to see that you are not an ordinary baby."

Ying Zheng directly refuted Qin Zichu's words: "Qin Chu found out that I was different from the first day he lived in the courtyard. You didn't even notice this. You are so defenseless."

Qin Zichu said dryly, "...But he behaved normally and he also mentioned your problem."

"My appearance is naturally different from ordinary people, and everything I do is normal." Ying Zheng announced the fact calmly, making Qin Zichu so breathless that he couldn't get up or down.

_(:з」∠)_I am very disappointed in this world where Ying Zheng is normal no matter what he does, but I am always stupid.

Qin Zichu shut his mouth completely, and according to Ying Zheng's request, he brought him to Fan Sui's class together.

Fan Sui is indeed talented.

His way of giving lectures is very unique, and even Qin Zichu, who is an engineering lecturer, finds his lectures very attractive.

Fan Sui’s courses always start with telling a real historical story, and then put forward his point of view, and then the real content comes—Fan Sui will stand on the other side, completely overthrow his previous point of view, and express his argument again.

Qin Zichu almost fell to his knees when he heard Fan Sui's class for the first time.

┭┮﹏┭┮If the history teacher had such miraculous skills back then, I would definitely not have embarked on the road of no return to the school where the dormitory is full of men who pick their feet.

Not to mention meeting a scumbag.

Hey, let's not mention the past.

"My lord seems to be in a bad mood today?" Fan Sui rolled up the bamboo slips, looked at Qin Zichu, and immediately squinted his eyes to reveal his state.

Qin Zichu smiled, and showed Ying Zheng in his arms in front of Fan Sui.

He showed a distressed and indulgent expression, and said softly: "Ah Zheng must come with me."

Fan Sui really entered what Yingzheng said was mediocre performance, which was disappointingly mediocre.

He nodded, and told the maid beside him: "Prepare a cushion for the young master, he is too young, just do whatever you want."

After speaking, Fan Sui looked at Ying Zheng emotionally, and said to him as if he was treating Qin Zichu: "If you can understand, young master, you might as well listen to it. If it's boring, you can sleep peacefully."

Ying Zheng didn't pretend to be immature, he nodded sullenly, sat unsteadily on the cushion, leaning against Qin Zichu from time to time like a coquettish puppy.

Qin Zichu put his arms around Ying Zheng's shoulders without thinking, so that he could lean on him comfortably, and then paused.

Qin Zichu looked down at Yingzheng, who happened to look up.

When the gentle dark brown eyes met the dark double pupils, a smile flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and Qin Zichu raised the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that their father and son are so close, Fan Sui nodded in relief, but unexpectedly, the words he said instantly drew the attention of Qin Zichu and Ying Zheng.

"The rift between me and Mr. Wu An must be clear to you. If that's the case, why don't you guess what I think about him today." Fan Sui smiled calmly.

He talked about his black history without any pressure: "I am from the state of Wei, but the king of Wei was timid and suspicious. He entrapped me with the whole court and nearly killed me, but five people stopped me. I know that many people talked about the state of Wei. When the Lord avenged me, I felt that my stomach was small, but probably no one knew it. Since I was thrown into the latrine, I could no longer smell the top smell, otherwise I would retch continuously until I convulsed and fell into a coma. But Why is Lord Wu An harmless to me, yet I want to frame him?"

Qin Zichu said without hesitation: "Power and status. Mr. Wu An has made outstanding achievements. He is invincible, and our Great Qin is expanding, and generals are much more important than counselors. If Mr. Wu An does not die, I am afraid that Xiangguo will not have a bright future."

Fan Sui admitted very generously: "Young Master's words are true, but not enough."

Qin Zichu hesitated for a while, then finally shook his head.

Ying Zheng said in a soft voice, "Because he deserves to die!"