Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 17 Do you want to eat buns?
Zhao Kun looked at Wang Li in amazement, thinking how could there be two male protagonists in a world?

Could it be that there was a deviation in his own script?From leading actor to supporting actor?

I rely on!What the hell!

Shaking his head, Zhao Kun shook off those wild thoughts in his mind, and then tried to Wang Li: "Jiangnan Leather Factory closed down, the boss followed."

Wang Li was taken aback, and looked at him suspiciously: "What?"

"Oh, let's just pretend."

Zhao Kun smiled, and then shouted unexpectedly: "We will not accept gifts this year during the festival."

"???"

Wang Li was dumbfounded.

Zhao Kun still did not give up, and sang again: "Amen, a vine before"

"???"

"Why don't you sing?"

Wang Li was confused by Zhao Kun, scratched his head vigorously, and said aggrievedly, "What are you singing?"

Zhao Kun raised his hand to his forehead, sighed and said, "Okay, so far, I have nothing to hide. To tell you the truth, I am also a time traveler."

"What is a time traveler?"

"The time traveler is...is"

Just as Zhao Kun wanted to explain, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and suddenly raised his head: "You are not a time traveler, how have you seen steamed buns?!"

Wang Li was puzzled: "Why do you have to be a time traveler to see Mantou?"

"This one……"

Zhao Kun really didn't know how to explain it, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Just tell me where you saw the steamed bun!"

"Oh, it's in the back mountain."

"Back Mountain?"

Zhao Kun tilted his head and asked again: "Where is the back mountain?"

Wang Li: "It's the mountain behind my grandfather's cemetery."

Zhao Kun was surprised: "There are steamed buns in the mountains?"

"Yes!" Wang Li nodded seriously, "If you don't believe me, I can show you."

Zhao Kun: "."

What nonsense is this guy talking about?
How could there be steamed buns in the mountains?Really think that steamed buns are the heads of barbarians!

According to legend, steamed buns originally replaced the heads of barbarian captives used in sacrifices, so they were called Mantou, and later changed to steamed buns to avoid taboos.

But this kind of sacrifice only appeared in the Three Kingdoms period, and there was no such thing as steamed buns in the Qin Dynasty.

Wang Li said that there are steamed buns in the back mountain, so there is only one possibility, that is, someone in the back mountain made steamed buns, and he happened to find out, so he said he had seen the steamed buns.

Then who is this man who makes steamed buns?
Thinking of this, Zhao Kun was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly pulled Wang Li and said, "Let's go, let's go to the back mountain!"

"Now?"

"Yes, right now, I want to eat steamed buns."

Wang Li scratched his head and thought, why is it a small steamed bun instead of a big steamed bun?

However, he still followed Zhao Kun and went to the back mountain together.

…………

at the same time.

Thirty miles outside Pinyang City, a convoy stretching for several kilometers was slowly heading towards Pinyang County.

In the middle of the convoy, there are six carriages with the same specifications and appearance, which are particularly eye-catching.

One of them was the first emperor Yingzheng sitting in it.

At this time, Ying Zheng woke up from his sleep, reached out and picked up a cotton towel to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and asked, "How long will it take to reach Pinyang?"

"Back to Your Majesty, there is still a day's journey."

Zhao Gao, who waited carefully, poured water for Ying Zheng, and replied respectfully.

After the last lesson, he became more respectful.

Ying Zheng glanced at him lightly and said, "Zhao Gao, can I trust you?"

"Your Majesty! This old slave has served you for more than thirty years, and he is no different from a hunting dog. Why are you worried?" Zhao Gaocheng asked back in fear.

"But my son said that Daqin will perish in your hands." Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

Zhao Gao was so frightened that his face paled, he quickly knocked his head on the wooden board, and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, this old slave has been wronged! Over the years, this old slave has indeed done some wrong things, but he is loyal to His Majesty and has never shown any disrespect. I hope His Majesty will see clearly!"

"What's more, the old slave is a hunting dog by your side, how can he perish Qin."

His words were true and humble.

After Ying Zheng listened to it, he felt a little credible. After all, for so many years, Zhao Gao had worked hard and solved a lot of troubles for himself.

"Okay, get up."

Ying Zheng waved his hands expressionlessly, and then ordered: "Stop the convoy, I want to get out of the car and take a stroll."

"promise."

Zhao Gao wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and left as promised.

The moment he got off the car, a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, which was fleeting, and at the same time he hated Zhao Kun deeply.

If Zhao Kun hadn't slandered him, how could Ying Zheng be suspicious of him.

Although Ying Zheng easily let him go, it didn't mean that his suspicions would be eliminated immediately.

"It seems that we have to find a way to let Ying Zheng establish a reserve as soon as possible."

Zhao Gao thought to himself, his eyes couldn't help looking at a dark red carriage.

It was Hu Hai who sat in that carriage.

As Hu Hai's teacher, Zhao Gao has absolute confidence that he can control him.

As long as Hu Hai ascends the throne, he will never be as frightened as he is today.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao immediately summoned the herald to issue Ying Zheng's order, and then walked towards Hu Hai's carriage.

After a while, the entire convoy stopped, and Ying Zheng got out of the carriage with the help of the palace attendant.

Stepping on the dry yellow grass, Ying Zheng looked at the surrounding scenery, and suddenly felt that the autumn air was refreshing.

"Father!"

A loud voice came from behind, revealing a deep sense of joy.

I saw Hu Hai holding a wooden sword and running straight into Ying Zheng's arms.

Ying Zheng laughed loudly; "You're not big enough, you still play with wooden swords?"

"Hey, isn't it because I'm afraid of hurting people when practicing swords!" Hu Hai smiled obediently.

"Oh?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Have you been practicing sword recently?"

"My son will soon be eighteen!"

Hu Hai raised his chin and said arrogantly: "I vow to kill all the Hun thieves!"

Ying Zheng: "Only you can kill the Xiongnu thieves? Come, chop this tree trunk, I'll see your strength!"

"it is good!"

Hu Hai refused to admit defeat, then took a few steps back and shouted: "Look at the sword!"

Immediately afterwards, he raised the wooden sword with both hands and slashed towards the tree trunk in front of him. There was only a 'bang' sound, and the wooden sword broke with a 'click', and the tree trunk was only broken with a layer of skin.

Hu Hai blushed in embarrassment, but Ying Zheng raised his head and laughed loudly, then pulled out his sword and said with a smile, "Father also used to practice swords when he was young, but now for more than [-] years, I don't know if he will still use it. Just take a look."

After finishing speaking, he immediately stood still, calmly, slowly swung his sword with one hand, and suddenly shouted loudly, only to hear a click, and a third of the tree trunk entered the grass.

At the same time, Ying Zheng bent over, panting heavily, his face pale.

And Hu Hai shouted excitedly from the side: "Father is so powerful!"

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes and cursed with a smile, "That's awesome!"

Hu Hai chuckled, quickly helped Ying Zheng up, and then stretched his hand to his back to comfort him.

After a while, Ying Zheng calmed down, and asked again, "Did you see the way in the sword dance just now?"

Hu Hai tilted his head and said, "The real sword used by the emperor?"

"Stupid!" Ying Zheng flicked Hu Hai's head, and then laughed and cursed: "Is that the reason for the real and fake sword?"

"I also ask the emperor to make it clear."

"This sword needs to be skillful, you can't open it with force, you need to find the right trick, and then hit it with one hit, understand?"

"Understood!"

Hu Hai rubbed his forehead, saying half-understood.

Ying Zheng was a little angry, but he still smiled and said, "You look spiritual, but you are actually stupid. Compared with your younger brother and elder brother, you are quite a bit behind."

For some reason, Ying Zheng at this time remembered what Zhao Kun said in Qiong Yao Palace that day.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I owed him, so much so that I didn't even think about instructing Hu Hai to practice sword.

"I'm tired, I'm going back to rest, you can play by yourself."

Hu Hai: "..."

How could this be?Isn't Father the one who loves me the most?
Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for an investment, ask for a monthly pass.

　Seeking to follow up, seek to collect, the more you look back, the more exciting it will be!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)