Chaotic Qin

Qin Zichu looked at Ying Zheng's obviously depressed face, and couldn't help laughing.

He said jokingly: "It's okay to do evil by the sky; it's impossible to live if you do evil yourself. Now you know how uncomfortable it is? Think about how to solve her."

Ying Zheng said dissatisfiedly: "It's just a woman, you don't like her, you don't want to see her, just put her there and shrink the yard, I don't believe she has the ability to escape. The sister of the Lord of Zhao has spies with her, how should we deal with it?" She can do both."

Hearing Ying Zheng's cold snort, Qin Zichu couldn't help but wondered, "You said that little girl has spies by her side?"

Ying Zheng's face became more and more gloomy.

He took Qin Zichu's hand to play with, and said in a deep voice, "You don't believe what I say?!"

Qin Zichu shook his head, with a wrinkle between his brows.

He hesitated and said: "I'm so confused just because I know what you're saying must be the truth. Princess Piao seemed very impulsive and uncalculating. When she said yesterday that she must stay in Daqin, even Guo Kai's expression froze. It’s changed, so it’s obvious that she’s not a girl with a brain. Even if such a person is surrounded by a group of spies, can she make a difference? I really can’t understand what King Zhao is thinking..."

Qin Zichu couldn't help sighing as he spoke: "General Lian Po, at such an advanced age, was starving with the frontline soldiers in order to guard Handan City. Such a general can be forced to death by King Zhao. Every time I see According to the news from Zhao Guo, Zhao Wang’s brain looks different from ours—probably he has a lot of holes in his head.”

When Ying Zheng heard Qin Zichu's words, he finally couldn't help but smile.

He explained seriously: "Today King Zhao wants to get married, it's rare for him to be sober."

"Oh? How do you say that?" Qin Zichu asked curiously.

The smile on the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth involuntarily widened a bit.

He whispered: "Do you know that at the time when our Qin army was in a stalemate with Zhao, Zhao Wang had to transfer Li Mu back from the north to defend against our Qin army. As a result, Li Mu won consecutive battles, and Qin's army showed signs of decline. I was so beaten that I couldn't move at Hangu Pass. I always thought that if Li Mu didn't die, Zhao's outcome would be unpredictable. At that time, I already had the intention to retreat and planned to deal with other countries first. But I didn't expect to send people to spread rumors casually , Zhao Wang actually believed it, and sent people to kill Li Mu in front of the battle. As a result, our Qin army drove straight in and completely wiped out Zhao."

Qin Zichu felt that he was about to cry stupidly because of what King Zhao did, and couldn't help but put on a strange look on his face.

He spread his palms and said, "You should really be grateful to him. Maybe he admires you deeply and always hopes that you will unify China and Kyushu, so he cooperates so proactively."

Suddenly being ridiculed by Qin Zichu, Ying Zheng glared at him and reprimanded him, "You can talk nonsense in that case."

Qin Zichu put away the smile on his face, and said seriously: "I heard from your tone that you seem to be very optimistic about Li Mu, do you want to get him to work in Qin?"

Ying Zheng looked at Qin Zichu and quickly said, "Do you have a solution?"

Qin Zichu smiled and said nothing.

He lay flat on Ying Zheng's lap, let out a satisfied sigh, and said with emotion: "It's really comfortable, no wonder you always lie on my lap."

Ying Zheng took off Qin Zichu's hairpin, ran his fingers through his thick black hair, and said obsessively, "Zichu's hair is really nice, soft and smooth, black and shiny."

Qin Zichu raised his hand and grabbed a handful of his own black hair, scratched the back of Ying Zheng's hand with the end of his hair, chuckled lightly and changed the subject, "The one who can make a person the most is his enemy."

Ying Zheng realized it immediately, and said thoughtfully, "What do you mean...?"

Qin Zichu closed his eyes and nodded, his tone was very gentle: "The Qin State is strong and the Qin army is strong, so Li Mu can't attack for a long time will make Li Mu use his troops like a god. Otherwise, he wouldn't be sent to the north to fight against the Xiongnu now, but would have been sent to the north by now. Zhao Wang pulled back to the southwest battlefield to deal with our Qin army. In the future, using countermeasures will make Zhao Wang want to kill Li Mu, but now to Zhao Wang, he is probably just an insignificant general. Maybe he is good at fighting. But it hasn’t reached the point where he has to. Do you want to try the anti-indirect strategy in advance? Maybe Li Mu is another Fan Sui Xiangguo who fled to Daqin.”

Ying Zheng stroked Qin Zichu's scalp and massaged his slightly swollen temples after drinking.

He whispered, "Zi Chu has learned to be cruel now."

Qin Zichu closed his eyes and raised a faint smile, put his palm on the back of Yingzheng's hand, and said vaguely: "I am not a general of my Daqin, even if I made a mistake and died, it would be a pity, at most, I killed the opponent in advance .If Li Mu really comes back alive, I will give him a high official and generous salary, so that he can live happily."

Qin Zichu's voice became more chaotic, and finally fell asleep under the double attack of Ying Zheng's comfortable massage and alcohol.

Ying Zheng hugged him and put him in the bedding, tracing Qin Zichu's facial features with his fingers.

He carefully stuffed Qin Zichu's hands and feet back into the bed, tucked his feet, and turned to leave.

Qin Zichu's idea was so wonderful that Ying Zheng found a new idea almost instantly.

Li Mu's affairs can be treated in this way, so why can't he copy the practice of outstanding talents from other countries, making them suspicious by their own country's rulers, unable to survive, and then can only be recruited by Qin?

However, the candidates for slandering the rulers of various countries and the candidates for helping celebrities must never be selected from the same group, and they cannot even be allowed to know each other.Otherwise, it would be very easy for things to leak out and be spotted by these smart people.

Ying Zheng's smile widened.

He knew that these things could be planned slowly, because he and Zi Chu had too little power to use now.

Fortunately, he and Qin Zichu had a lot of time to complete these things.

Ying Zheng knew clearly that the achievements he could build in this life would far exceed those in the previous life, and all this was because of Qin Zichu's company.

Qin Zichu made himself more and more sober, and his mind became more and more open. He no longer only regarded the talents of the six countries as enemies, but regarded them as his own subjects, and tried his best to subdue them.

Qin Zichu woke up very late, and it was already dark.

He looked at the only bright spot in the room, and Ying Zheng moved a table and sat in a corner far away from him.

At this time, Ying Zheng was writing furiously on the leather, not knowing what to write next.

"Ah Zheng?" Qin Zichu called softly.

Ying Zheng immediately turned his head, put down what he was writing, and strode towards him.

He directly placed a pair of powerful palms on Qin Zichu's forehead and kneaded them vigorously: "You finally woke up."

Qin Zichu snorted a few times comfortably, and said in a low voice, "What time is it?"

"Yin time is six o'clock. It's probably because you were too tired on the way and you drank again. Since you lay down yesterday afternoon, you've only woken up now." Ying Zheng replied thoughtfully.

Immediately, Ying Zheng pulled Qin Zichu up, made him stand up, took the initiative to change his clothes, and led him to the table.

Ying Zheng handed the whole tanned leather to Qin Zichu, pointed to the name on it, and said, "What you said after getting drunk yesterday made me think of a wonderful way. These people are all outstanding and capable people among the Six Kingdoms. The method can be used again and again, and all of them will be collected under my Daqin command."

Qin Zichu looked at the densely packed names on the leather, and raised his head to meet Ying Zheng's eyes.

Ying Zheng's eyes were burning with blazing flames, and he said excitedly: "With these people, our process of gathering the six kingdoms will definitely be greatly improved, like a tiger with wings!"

Qin Zichu nodded, and continued, "It's not just about unifying the land of China. It's not easy to conquer the country, and it's even more difficult to maintain it. With these talents, it will be more useful for us to govern the world in the future."

The two looked at each other, and found a pleasant smile in each other's eyes.

There is a tacit understanding between them.

Ying Zheng didn't forget what Qin Zichu said that he didn't like children, suppressed the surging emotion in his heart, and suddenly got up and walked out of the house holding a sword.

He said in his mouth: "You rest for a while, I will go to practice swords."

Qin Zichu was stunned for a moment, and thought suspiciously: With Ying Zheng's aggressive temperament, the atmosphere between the two in front of him is just right, he didn't nest around me to wait for an opportunity to get close, and even said that he planned to go out to practice swords?

It’s weird.

But Qin Zichu nodded subconsciously when facing Ying Zheng, and said directly: "You go, we will have dinner together later."

Ying Zheng's footsteps paused, and with a muffled "hmm" in his nasal cavity, he lifted his foot and left.

But Qin Zichu collapsed on the table laughing after he went out.

He thought to himself: Is Ying Zheng being arrogant?

He would pretend to be reserved and wait for me to ask him to keep him!

It's really, really cute.

Ying Zheng felt a little depressed and uncomfortable. Qin Zichu seldom expressed closeness to him on his own initiative, and the care he gave seemed to be no different from treating children.

This made Ying Zheng very puzzled, did Qin Zichu take to heart what he said about his love for Qin Zichu?

But asking about this matter all the time, not only seemed too urgent, but also gave Qin Zichu the illusion that he didn't take Qin Zichu's request seriously.

Therefore, even though Ying Zheng always wanted to ask Qin Zichu for the answer to this question, every time the words came to his lips, he still suppressed the doubts in his heart.

These doubts weighed on Ying Zheng's mind, making him more impulsive and eager when facing Qin Zichu.

Ying Zheng almost thought that he was back to the impatience when he was young.

Ying Zheng drew his sword suddenly, raised his hand and swung the sword to cut off the scattered peach blossom petals in the courtyard.

The petals were split open by the sharp edge of the sword, and the wet petals stuck to the sword. Following the movement of his sword, a fragrant breeze formed in the yard.

The sword was danced vigorously by Ying Zheng. Qin Zichu didn't feel satisfied in the room, so he walked out of the room slowly, took a cushion and leaned on the pillar, admiring Ying Zheng's heroic posture up close.

At the same time that Ying Zheng's sword dance was over, he laughed.

Ying Zheng turned his head and met Qin Zichu's smiling and admiring eyes.

It was not the eyes of a child who looked at a proud child, but the eyes of a man who admired him.

Ying Zheng loosened his grip and suddenly dropped the sword on the ground.

He walked up to Qin Zichu with strides, and with a flying pounce, he pushed Qin Zichu on his back and fell under him.

"Qin Zichu!" Ying Zheng called out the name that he chewed on the tip of his tongue every day, and hugged Qin Zichu's slender waist tightly.

Qin Zichu thought that Ying Zheng was still sulking because he didn't keep him before practicing the sword, so he put his arms around Ying Zheng's back in a good-tempered manner, rubbing them one after another.

He said softly, "I didn't ask you to stop this morning because I really like watching you dance sword."

Although Ying Zheng guessed that Qin Zichu had misunderstood his actions, he was still very happy and couldn't help saying, "If you like, I can dance swords for you every day."

Qin Zichu gave a faint "hmm".

He raised his hand and shook Yingzheng's leather with names written all over himself: "You didn't sleep all night last night. You can't do this again in the future."

"Okay." Ying Zheng replied without hesitation.

His straightforward attitude made Qin Zichu feel very unfulfilling, but his request was satisfied so quickly, which made Qin Zichu very happy.

Qin Zichu laughed at himself: It really is that human nature is cheap.

Yingzheng's timing was extremely accurate. When he and Qin Zichu appeared in the main hall of Xianyang Palace, Zheng Guo and Han Fei were brought up as priceless prisoners of war.

Qin Zichu looked at Han Fei curiously, with a curious look in his eyes.

Appearing above the main hall is a very young man. His facial features are sharp and angular, his eyes are clear but full of anger, his nose bridge is not high, but its curvature is good, and his tightly pursed lips show that at this time Slightly nervous and angry.

To put it simply, Qin Zichu looked at Han Fei's appearance and immediately thought of a modern title.

angry youth.

Han Fei couldn't help turning his head to look at Qin Zichu's gaze.

When the two looked at each other, Qin Zichu naturally showed a gentle smile, but Han Fei turned his face stubbornly, showing a look of unwillingness to interact with him.

Qin Zichu said in his heart: I am not real money, and it is indeed impossible for everyone to love me, but Han Fei looks too young.

King Qin looked at Zheng Guo and Han Fei who were kneeling on the ground under the escort of the soldiers, and said casually: "These are the two people you want, Zichu. Since you think they are useful, take them back later."

"Thank you, Lord, for thinking about it." Qin Zichu bowed his hands gratefully to King Qin.

The King of Qin waved his hand indifferently, and said peacefully, "You did a good job last year. Although the rain was not abundant, the rice production in Guanzhong did not decrease. I know that you are a child who can do practical things. Make good use of these people." .”

Before he finished speaking, King Qin suddenly let out a heart-piercing cough.

His face was suffocated into a dark red color, and the imposing crown clothes hanging on him seemed empty.

The originally stalwart hero now looks like a smoky apple that has lost its moisture.

Qin Zichu was startled, and the words "the dying years" came to his mind.

Ying Zheng quickly grabbed his palm and wrote on it: The ruler is sick and sick.

After the King of Qin coughed, he waved his hands and smiled, took a sip of water into his throat, and said calmly, "I'm old, and my body is not as good as when I was in my prime. Go down."

With King Qin's order, Qin Zichu could only leave the main hall with Yingzheng.

They were followed by Qin Zichu's long-awaited Han Fei and Zheng Guo, but now, Qin Zichu had no interest in these two people.

Qin Zichu's attention was all hung on King Qin's weakening body.

"Has the lord's body actually reached such a point?" Qin Zichu looked back at the hall worriedly.

Ying Zheng dragged him away from the hall in a hurry, not allowing Qin Zichu to take another look.

He lowered his voice and said: "The closer the monarch is to death, the more he hates other people's prying. The prince has been around the monarch all day these days, and he has been reprimanded many times by the monarch."

Qin Zichu looked at Ying Zheng in surprise.

Ying Zheng nodded, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I hated the sight of prying eyes so much at the beginning. Who knows whether they care about my illness, or hope that I will die early so that they can benefit from it. "

A trace of pain suddenly flashed across Qin Zichu's heart.

He clenched Ying Zheng's palm tightly, and said softly, "No. I hope you will be well."

"I know." Ying Zheng raised his head and looked confident.

But Qin Zichu clearly saw the red tips of his ears.