Chaotic Qin

Ying Zheng has always been proud of his achievements.

But counting his previous life, it has been more than ten years since he unified the land of China with his own hands. Ying Zheng listened to Qin Zichu's praise, and naturally he did not have the arrogant thoughts in his heart when he was young. He only felt that his heart was soft after being praised by Qin Zichu Ironed as if soaked in warm water.

Ying Zheng lowered his voice and said: "Destroying Korea is just the beginning, and there are still five countries left. You, if you really like it, I can take it to the front of the battle in the future, and see with my own eyes that the country's gates are wide open, and the leaders of various countries wear The scene of prostration at the door."

Qin Zichu pushed Yingzheng, and was supported by him and sat back in the bathtub. The two leaned on each other shoulder to shoulder.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I really want to see this scene with my own eyes."

Having said this, Qin Zichu paused.

He said in a tone full of regret and doubt: "Isn't this trip to South Korea for Zheng Guo? After you destroy South Korea, what about others?"

Ying Zheng was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that the topic had already turned here.

He couldn't help laughing: "I have already ordered the army to bring him back. In a few days, Zheng Guo will probably be escorted to Xianyang."

When Ying Zheng mentioned Zheng Guo, the smile on his face gradually cooled down.

He rested his head on Qin Zichu's shoulder, and said in a weary tone, "Be careful with this person."

"Isn't he a master of water conservancy? Ah Zheng, why did you remind me to be careful of him. Could it be that he would do assassination again?" Qin Zichu turned his head and asked in surprise.

His breath hit Ying Zheng's head, causing Ying Zheng's body to tense up instantly.

Qin Zichu's seductive appearance when he was drunk still remained in Yingzheng's mind, and it took him a while before he realized Qin Zichu's question.

Ying Zheng cleared his throat, and said calmly, "Have you never heard of Zheng Guoqu? It was built under the leadership of Zheng Guo. Back then, Zheng Guo was sent by King Han to Daqin to build the canal just to consume us. Daqin's manpower, material and financial resources are nothing more than that."

"Wait, are you saying that the Zhengguo Canal was built by a person named 'Zheng Guo', rather than a 'country' built by Zheng Guo?" Qin Zichu asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Ying Zheng looked sideways at Qin Zichu, with an uncontrollable smile in his eyes, and said with a light smile, "Why do you have such thoughts?"

Qin Zichu blushed and turned away silently.

Σ(っ°Д°;)っI can't help being stupid every day, when will this day be a head!

As a geography scumbag, can I remember that Zheng Guoqu has been very difficult, okay?

Don't think I didn't see the smile in your eyes, is it funny? !

The answer, of course, is that it's funny.

Yingzheng's mouth was always curled with a faint smile, and he didn't even show his usual cold expression when he told Qin Zichu about his troubles.

He said gently: "The reason I completely wiped out South Korea this time is to break Zheng Guo's other thoughts. But in this way, it is difficult for me to say that Zheng Guo has a stronger pursuit of his life's work and will continue to be willing to preside over the construction of canals to irrigate the farmland." things; still get disheartened and don't want to be involved in anything anymore."

Qin Zichu laughed and teased in a low voice: "You deliberately asked the soldiers to 'escort' him into Xianyang, didn't you just want me to honor the corporals, move Zheng Guo into a mess, and make the confused ones confused for Daqin?"

After hearing Qin Zichu's words, Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing loudly.

It's an amazing feeling to be guessed!

Ying Zheng said with satisfaction: "Zi Chu understands me better and better. That's what I really want."

"...Ah Zheng, so, where is Han Fei?" Qin Zichu hesitated for a moment before asking.

His feelings towards Han Fei had always been very complicated.

Han Fei is a well-known master of legalism in modern society. If Qin Zichu didn't have the mentality of watching Han Fei and wanted to meet Han Fei, then he would be lying.

However, the longer he has been in this era, the stronger Qin Zichu's sense of belonging to Qin.

Therefore, Qin Zichu couldn't control his mentality to change.

When looking at Han Fei now, in addition to his modern identity, his brain would calmly remind Qin Zichu that Han Fei was a son of South Korea.

If King Han is dead, Han Fei is a good choice as long as the Korean survivors still have the idea of ​​restoring the country.

Han Fei's own talent and learning also allowed him to quickly gather a group of literati around him.

Qin Zichu thought to himself: If he was himself, he would probably kill Han Fei without any trouble.

Ying Zheng heard Han Fei's name and turned to look at Qin Zichu.

He immediately recalled Qin Zichu's attitude towards him at the beginning, so he couldn't help asking with a tentative mood, "Is Han Fei very famous in your era?"

Qin Zichu's thoughts were still stuck on the question of whether to propose to kill Han Fei, and he nodded directly: "Yes, he is very, very famous. Compared with Li Si, the bastard who joined Hu Hai in the second half of his life and killed your eldest son Fusu ascended the throne, he is really A true master of legalism, what he writes can understand the emperor's mind."

Hearing this answer, Ying Zheng was completely relieved.

He said nonchalantly, "If you think Han Fei is useful, stay by your side and be someone who helps you sort out the books. It's okay to keep him."

These words completely stunned Qin Zichu.

He immediately turned around and looked at Ying Zheng, his bright eyes were full of shock and doubt.

Qin Zichu couldn't help asking: "How can you say that it's okay to keep Han Fei? If South Korea is restored, wouldn't you use him as a banner?"

Ying Zheng smiled calmly.

He held Qin Zichu's palm and played with it, and gently rubbed Qin Zichu's palm with calloused fingertips.

He said calmly and coldly: "Korea is not as good as Zhao. Even if someone wants to restore Korea, first of all, they will not be able to find land. King Han has a son, even if both father and son die, it will not be their turn." Han Fei is the concubine of the King of Han. What's more, he has such an unseemly disease, no matter how talented he is, as soon as he speaks, he will lose his respected throne."

Ying Zheng looked sideways at Qin Zichu's cheeks that had become redder and tenderer from the alcohol fumigation, and found that soaking in warm water had made him drowsy.

He stopped talking for the rest of the sentence, left the bathtub with Qin Zichu on his back, carefully wiped off the water droplets on his body, wrapped Qin Zichu in the quilt again, and brought him back to the dormitory.

At this time Qin Zichu was completely asleep.

Ying Zheng looked at Qin Zichu's peaceful sleeping face intently, couldn't help but leaned forward and gently pressed his forehead between his brows, and moved it down a little bit to land on his rosy lips.

Ying Zheng made no further moves.

Just touching Qin Zichu's soft, rosy lips so gently was enough to satisfy him.

Ying Zheng finally raised his lips and left Qin Zichu, and got into bed together.

He squeezed tightly behind Qin Zichu, wrapping his arms possessively around Qin Zichu's waist, protecting him in his arms.

After a long time, Ying Zheng said to himself in a low voice: "I know you've heard of Han Fei's talent, but if I don't bring him to you to see him, how would you know what Han Fei is like? How about getting rid of him? For you, having me as a special existence is enough."

Han Fei was indeed talented, something even Ying Zheng would not deny.

But no one knows better than Ying Zheng that once he finds that the person he imagined is thousands of miles away from his expectations, he will quickly turn his disappointment into blame for the other party.

When he saw Han Fei's works, he was also amazed by Han Fei.

But after discussing it with Han Fei himself, Ying Zheng already had little thought for Han Fei, and Li Si didn't even react much when he finally killed Han Fei.

Qin Zichu's reaction would not surprise him too much.

As if hearing Ying Zheng's whisper, Qin Zichu snorted softly, turned over to face Ying Zheng, and even rubbed his head into Ying Zheng's shoulder.

Ying Zheng reached out and stroked Qin Zichu's back, making him sleep more peacefully in his arms.

He lightly picked up a strand of Qin Zichu's long hair, stuck it to his lips, and closed his eyes with a smile.

Winter is always the slack season for farming. Qin Zichu originally planned to return to the capital Xianyang. At this time, news came that Qin's army had defeated Han Desheng. He immediately packed up and led people back.

But within ten miles, Ying Zheng, who was riding a horse, heard Qin Zichu throwing up in the car for the third time.

He stopped the team with a wave of his hand, turned off his horse, and jumped directly into the carriage.

Qin Zichu got up and smiled at him, then quickly threw himself back in front of the keg and continued to retch.

Ying Zheng sat next to Qin Zichu and said softly, "Why don't I remember you getting so badly motion sick?"

Qin Zichu took the ginger soup from He, rinsed his mouth, and pushed the small bucket away.

He said weakly: "When I escaped back, I almost lost my life. I don't care about my physical discomfort. Even if I grit my teeth, I have to bear it. I have lived so comfortably these past few years, and I am getting more and more delicate. Expensive....Well, it may have something to do with the more severe motion sickness the better the car."

"If you can't take a car, how about riding a horse?" Ying Zheng felt distressed when he saw Qin Zichu's pale face.

He couldn't help asking out loud.

"...Strong man, I can't." Qin Zichu waved his hand with a wry smile, pushing Ying Zheng away.

He said softly: "Hurry up, get to Xianyang earlier, and I can rest earlier. The longer the delay on the road, the longer it is just to prolong my pain. It's okay, since I can come here safely, I will definitely be able to go back safely."

Ying Zheng hesitated for a while in the carriage, but couldn't resist the thoughts in his heart.

He grabbed Qin Chu's arm, dragged him out of the carriage, hugged him horizontally and threw him on the horse's back, turned himself over and sat behind Qin Zichu.

But after Yingzheng got on the horse, Qin Zichu couldn't help laughing immediately.

He joked, "Ah Zheng, can you still see the road ahead?"

Ying Zheng's body stiffened suddenly.

With a cold snort, he got off the horse, moved to Qin Zichu, and said through gritted teeth, "Hold me around my waist, or I'll knock you off the horse!"

Before the words were finished, Ying Zheng pulled the reins violently and galloped the horse.

Qin Zichu hugged Ying Zheng's strong waist with a smile, hung his chin on his shoulder, and said with a light smile, "Ah Zheng is so cute, he's not scary at all."

Ying Zheng's ears turned red slowly, and he said in a low voice, "Shut up! Don't say that to me!"