Chaotic Qin

Qin Zichu felt that his patience had really reached its limit.

Just because Yingzheng was the original "Yingzheng", he kept backing down, backing down, and backing down again, never wanting to arouse the slightest suspicion of competing with him for the throne and power, and make him murderous towards himself.

Qin Zichu even held an ostrich mentality of "I can't afford to offend, at least I can hide", thinking that as long as he was far enough away, Ying Zheng would wake up one day.

But what Yingzheng did in front of him completely shattered Qin Zichu's self-deception.

Is it possible to use emotions and bodies as bargaining chips for the sake of life? !

He was soberly aware that some things would be vast if he took a step back, but for someone like Ying Zheng, who would make more progress if you backed off, any compromise would become a new starting point for him to push himself even further.

In the end, I became an accomplice who pushed me to this point.

"Don't expect me to give you another chance to kick your nose in the face!" Finally, the fist that Ying Zheng had loosened carelessly had a real use, and Qin Zichu raised his hand to hit Ying Zheng's stomach.

Unprepared, Ying Zheng was overthrown by him.

Qin Zichu sat up, sneered, and said bluntly: "Ying Zheng, don't be ashamed. Your so-called 'like' is just because you think the feelings I give you are new, you have never owned them, and you want to continue to possess them. But How can there be such a good thing in the world, you can get what you want - you will be your mother in the world, and everyone will spoil you!"

The abdomen is one of the softest and unprotected parts of the human body, and it is extremely vulnerable to injury and pain.

No matter how thin and weak Qin Zichu looked, he was still a grown man, and when he threw a punch, he only cared about breaking away from Ying Zheng.

Therefore, the strength in his hands never restrained at all.

Ying Zheng took the punch unpreparedly, and felt his stomach throbbing, and the burning pain burned him, but this pain was far less hurtful than Qin Zichu's words.

Ying Zheng reached out again to try to catch Qin Zichu, but Qin Zichu avoided it as if he had already expected what Ying Zheng was going to do.

He glanced at Ying Zheng with both irony and pity, then stepped back a few steps to widen the distance between the two, and wrapped the robe he had taken off around his body.

"When you expressed 'love' to me before, you said that I was a human being rather than a slave in your eyes. Yes, I believe this is true, but for you, you are the master of this world, yes' The first emperor who shines in the annals of history and has made great achievements for thousands of years'——just why do people treat you as equals? To you, I am no different from the territories that have been continuously incorporated into the territory of the Great Qin Dynasty. They are all outlined in the history of your achievements That's all. Maybe it's because you didn't get the selfless love you dreamed of, which makes the temptation of "getting Qin Zichu" appear more colorful, but at the root, there is no difference." Qin Zichu fastened his belt and smoothed the folds on his robe.

He looked at Ying Zheng again, closed his eyes and smiled wryly, finally letting go of the last hesitation in his heart.

Finally, Qin Zichu said calmly: "I seem to have a good temper, but my temper is very tough. If you push me to the extreme, it will only rebound more severely. If you can't respect me as a real father, then the world will Let me fight with you—if I don’t die, what qualifications do you have to sit on that supreme position!”

Hearing the end, Ying Zheng couldn't help but widen his eyes, which showed a wolf-like look of ruthlessness.

Qin Zichu touched something that Ying Zheng could never give up, and his expression changed instantly when he looked at Qin Zichu.

Qin Zichu kept staring at Ying Zheng, seeing him like this, he felt pain flashing through his heart, but his whole body became more and more sober.

He laughed at himself, and said in a low voice, "Sure enough, that's the reaction. What else am I expecting? It really doesn't end well for me to lie to myself."

Qin Zichu pushed open the door and walked out, but when he was standing at the door, he still couldn't help but stop, and took a nostalgic look at Ying Zheng who was still sitting in the bedding with his stomach covered.

But when he completely stepped out of the room, the previously shriveled temperament melted under the bright sunlight at noon.

Qin Zichu's eyes were as gentle as ever, but his whole person was no longer the one that anyone could approach.

"He, rectify the palace affairs and drive out all the servants who don't obey. In my courtyard, there is no need to know who is the master's servant." Qin Zichu's first sentence made the servants in the courtyard shout loudly. Turn pale.

He still had a faint smile on his face, and his gentle eyes turned around among these people.

Before the lunch break, the maid who took the initiative to look at Ying Zheng was very flexible.

She immediately threw herself in front of Qin Zichu, kowtowed and said, "My lord, please forgive me, my servant has been doing my best to take care of my young master and is loyal to him, that's why I delayed your order for a while."

But the smile on Qin Zichu's face remained the same, but he directly stepped on the back of her hand and ran over her.

"I can't even tell the real owner of the courtyard. What's the use of such a stupid servant who doesn't know how to advance or retreat. He, hurry up and get rid of them. When I come out of the study, I don't want to see any of them again." Qin Zichu His voice floated from afar, and his extremely warm voice in the past gave the coldest order at this moment.

The servants who hadn't noticed any weirdness before were paralyzed on the ground, and some of them didn't even know what they did wrong.

Qin Zichu hid in the study, looking at the piles of letters on the bookshelf, feeling even more disturbed.

He didn't want to gain authority by embarrassing the slaves in the courtyard who were struggling to survive, but for these people, compared to Ying Zheng, he himself was not the one who could order them at all.

Qin Zichu never had a deeper understanding of the meaning of Ying Zheng's words, "Good generals are hard to find, and good generals who can't be used by me don't have to live".

What was before him was such a scene.

The courtyard was full of servants who didn't listen to him, but they were all part of the extension of Yingzheng's power.

That being the case, what's the use of leaving it?

Why not clean them all up and select a group of people who are really useful.

"...I didn't want to change Ying Zheng in the past, but he changed me." Qin Zichu put his hands on his forehead, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more bitter.

But the more bitter he felt, the more clearly he could see the road in front of him.

Deciding on the useless wishful thinking, Qin Zichu is only left to embark on the road full of blood and thorns-successful ascension, he can contain Ying Zheng until his own death; Gong's ending is no different from what Ying Zheng is trying to do now.

The road to contention is not more difficult than to retreat.

He is a man, and how can a man not have the ambition to make contributions?He was not born to like to smile at people.

"Little bastard, you really shouldn't be soft-hearted towards him." Qin Zichu rubbed his face, couldn't help but think of Ying Zheng whose brain circuit was always different from ordinary people, and sighed a bit disturbed.

Once the idea of ​​giving in disappeared, Qin Zichu found that his psychological burden was immediately thrown away.

But thinking of continuing to fight against Ying Zheng, who was brought up by himself but is becoming more and more like a white-eyed wolf, exhaustion still flooded his heart.

He closed his eyes and leaned quietly by the bedside in the bright sunlight to take a nap, thinking in his heart: Sleep for a while and replenish your strength, otherwise, when I see Ying Zheng again at night, I don't know if I can still fall asleep.

Ying Zheng clutched his always aching abdomen, and watched helplessly that all the servants he gathered were cleared out of the yard.

Anger burned him, but recalling Qin Zichu's demeanor and tone when he spoke just now, this anger turned into a warm little flame that surrounded Ying Zheng, making him feel comfortable.

Even if everything was as Qin Zichu said, he did not put him in an equal position, but for Ying Zheng in this world, there is no one who is not a tool and servant who made him ascend to the peak of power.

Qin Zichu is the only one who can accompany him to stand at the peak of power and share the scenery.

Ying Zheng rubbed his stomach, got up without hesitation, picked up the Chinese clothes that were casually discarded on the ground, and put them on.

He didn't call any slaves to serve him, and walked indifferently in front of the slaves who were bound together, gagged but full of tears, with a cold expression on their faces as if they never existed.

For those who can't play a big role, there is nothing to be distressed about discarding.

Turning around the corridor, Ying Zheng came to the door of the study and stood still.

Just as Qin Zichu knew him well, Ying Zheng also knew Qin Zichu's character well after being together for several years.

Ying Zheng knew very well that Qin Zichu didn't talk about it, but he was a face-saving person in essence. Even if the dispute between the two of them was serious, he would not make a scene and make others laugh.

Therefore, the only place where Qin Zichu can vent his emotions on his own is the study.

The door of the study room was wide open, and there was no way to hide it at all.

Qin Zichu sat in the sun with his eyes closed.

He was obviously asleep, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth and the creases between his brows simultaneously reflected two diametrically opposed and intertwined emotions in his heart.

Ying Zheng silently watched Qin Zichu's appearance at this time, recalling Qin Zichu's happy smile when he was "little", a little regret flashed in his heart.

But the idea of ​​being able to completely get this man was quickly suppressed by the less obvious regret, and Ying Zheng's thoughts had turned to what Qin Zichu would do next.

Qin Zichu's thoughts were easy to guess, but what was hard to guess was how deep Qin Zichu resisted him.

He didn't want to see the result in front of him.

According to Qin Zichu's order, He has cleaned up all the palace people.

At this time, she just came to return to her command, but when she saw Ying Zheng standing outside the door, she neither entered nor retreated.

He had personally seen how Qin Zichu's doting on Ying Zheng turned into a distant old man. On the issue of how to treat Ying Zheng, they were the ones who had the most difficulty.

"...Little Master." He knelt on the ground, buried his head deeply on the ground, not daring to look up.

Ying Zheng gave a soft "hmm" and said in a low voice, "Bring the sheets."

Hearing Ying Zheng's immature but full of superiority, her body couldn't help but move a little, almost doing what he said, but she didn't forget the fate of the slaves who were cleared out of the yard, and finally restrained herself action.

"Don't let father catch the cold." Ying Zheng looked at He with satisfaction, ordered again, turned and left.

Compared with Qin Zichu who likes to start anew, Yingzheng prefers to follow King Qin to learn how to deal with government affairs.

King Qin is getting older, and his life is getting closer and closer to the end. Over the years, his eyesight has been dim, and many government affairs have been directly ordered by Ying Zheng to read it out for him.

Therefore, Ying Zheng not only has a complete grasp of Qin Zichu's movements, but also the movements of the six countries.

Ying Zheng curled up the corners of his mouth, and his steps became more brisk.

He thought to himself: So what if Qin Zichu wants to deal with me?When he finally thought of taking power, I had already set my sights on the Six Kingdoms.