Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 192 Ying Zheng: I am not a fake fan!

What should I do if my son is disobedient?
Just hit it!

This kind of education method is very common in the homes of ordinary people.

But for the first emperor, there were hardships.

First of all, the son will be punished by his parents if he is disobedient and disobedient.

The second is that the son will be beaten if he makes a mistake.

But the son of the first emperor was obedient and filial, and he rarely made mistakes.

This makes him very distressed!
At this moment, Ying Zheng stood outside the viewing platform with his hands behind his back, the cold wind blowing on his face, and he was full of thoughts.

After a while, he came back from his thoughts, reached out and took out a silver hairpin, held it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed it repeatedly. Gradually, his eyes became blurred and sad.

"A Li, Li Jiang, our son has grown up..."

In a daze, Ying Zheng couldn't help but see a picture of a delicate and beautiful girl, pulling a down-and-out boy, being chased by a group of Zhao Guogong's sons on Handan Street.

The teenagers and girls in the picture are laughing heartily, as if they are running tirelessly.

However, at this moment, an excited shout shattered all the pictures.

"Win! We won!"

"Ok?"

Quickly putting away the hairpin, Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and asked the palace attendant behind him, "Who's watching the battle over there?"

"Return to Your Majesty, this is the viewing platform for Marquis Wucheng Wangli and Lieutenant Lan's eldest daughter Lan Yufei!"

The palace attendant looked at the viewing platform in the distance, and replied respectfully.

"Wang Li and Lan Yufei?"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "These two little fellows have also reached the age of marriage!"

"Leugeant Lan's visit to Pinyang this time should also be related to their marriage."

Ying Zheng let out a "hmm", then put his hands behind his back and looked up at Wang Li's viewing platform. At this moment, another girl caught his attention: "Who is that woman?"

The palace servant's name was Xi, and he had served Yingzheng for decades, so he naturally knew that he knew Lan Yufei, so he quickly replied, "It's the second daughter of Marquis Tongwu, Wang Ya."

"Wang Ya?"

Ying Zheng thought for a while and asked, "Can we get married?"

"Never."

Xi replied, then suddenly remembered something, and added: "However, it is said that it has something to do with Young Master Kun."

"What does it have to do with Zhao Kun?"

"Young master Kun once threatened to have a marriage contract with Wang Ya. With the promise of marriage, he borrowed millions of dollars and gambled the whole city."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng suddenly thought of this, and couldn't help being a little amused: "If you don't tell me, I'll forget about that kid's evil deeds."

Ok?
Just after saying this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Ying Zheng's mind, and he suddenly had a bold idea, so he said to Zhao Xi, "Go, go over there and have a look!"

at the same time.

On Wang Li's viewing platform.

As the 'supporter' of the [-]th team, Lan Yufei was dancing excitedly.

"Did you see, we won!"

"How do I look when I lie on the ground?"

Wang Li rolled his eyes, then patted the ground, and reminded loudly: "Get up soon!"

"Ah? Sorry, just now..."

Lan Yufei blushed pretty, then quickly helped Wang Li up, pointed at the field, and complained with joy, "It's all the fault of the [-]th team, it's obviously so powerful, it's only now showing it, it scares me so badly, it's really abominable! "

The corner of Wang Li's mouth twitched, and he thought, Oh, woman.

"Then...well, why haven't you started yet?"

Lan Yufei also knew that she was wrong, so she didn't dare to look at Wang Li, so she decisively changed the subject and said, "Why are the members of the Red Armor team getting together?"

Wang Li patted the dust off his body, looked up at the field, and said indifferently, "Discuss tactics."

"What is there to discuss?"

Lan Yufei frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Didn't you just say that? The Huajia team scored [-] points and had two more offenses. Basically, they won for sure!"

"The stadium is like a battlefield, anything is possible."

"Anything is possible, I think they are just stubbornly resisting!"

"Your little daughter is from every family, what do you know?"

When Wang Li talked about military affairs, he was so bold that he mocked Lan Yufei with disdain on his face: "On the battlefield, it is shameful to lose fighting spirit, so we need to discuss tactics and strive to turn defeat into victory!"

"I'm a little girl, so I'm sure I'm not as knowledgeable as you big men."

Ever since Lan Yufei knew that she would not lose money, she has become much more generous, so she didn't care about Wang Li's personal attack, and instead asked him with a smile on her face, "Why don't you do the math for me? Anyway, now The game hasn't started yet."

"What kind of?"

"Of course it counts how much money I won!"

Lan Yufei covered her mouth and chuckled softly: "I heard that there are not many people in the Huajia team this time, and a bet of fifty gold will definitely make a lot of money;
Help me do the math, lest I be tricked by the dealer! "

Hearing this, Wang Li suddenly felt chilly and raised his finger to Lan Yufei: "You are blaspheming the football game!"

"What is blasphemy, please help me figure it out!"

Lan Yufei blinked.

Wang Li snorted coldly and said, "I can't figure it out!"

"Aren't you good at math?"

"Numbers are not taught to count gambling money!"

"If you say this, I'm afraid even a three-year-old child won't believe it!"

Lan Yufei rolled her eyes at Wang Li, then motioned for the maid to bring bamboo slips and pens, and said to Wang Li, "Hurry up, do the math."

Wang Li was furious: "Mathematics is such a sacred thing, you want me to use it to count this crooked way? Even..."

"Ok?"

"Even if I want to count, I don't have the data..."

Seeing that Lan Yufei's eyes were not friendly, Wang Li suddenly lost his temper, and said cautiously, "I don't even know how many people bet and how much money, and I don't know the exact odds. How do you ask me to calculate?"

Hearing this, Lan Yufei pursed her lips, then poked Wang Li on the forehead, and said, "If you don't know how to count, just say it, why are you talking so much? You are a little girl, why? You want to bully a little girl ?"

"How could I want to bully you? And who said I won't let it go!" Wang Li rubbed his forehead and argued.

"Then you count!"

"Hmph, just wait for me..."

Wang Li snorted, and left the spectator stand angrily, intending to ask the dealer for data.

He couldn't bear to be despised by a little woman for his arithmetic, which he regarded as the most precious thing.

But this also suits Lan Yufei's wishes.

Seeing Wang Li leaving angrily, Lan Yufei suddenly gave a chuckle, and murmured with eyes full of admiration, "It's still the same as when I was a child, so easy to be provoked."

"In the future, except me, you are not allowed to be bullied by others..."

Speaking of this, her face turned red.

However, after calming down, she suddenly remembered something, walked up to Wang Ya, and joked: "It turns out that Mr. Kun is so capable, and the team he cultivated is very good!"

Wang Ya, who was fascinated by watching it just now, was startled when she heard Lan Yufei's words. She quickly covered her small chest and complained to Lan Yufei, "Why is sister Yufei walking silently! You scared me to death!"

"Hehe, I think you have a guilty conscience!"

"Where is there~"

"Well, I won't tease you anymore,"

Lan Yufei smiled, then raised her hand to straighten Wang Ya's cloak, and said softly, "Since you like him, why didn't you tell Tong Wuhou?"

"My mother said that my father doesn't want me to marry him."

Wang Ya shook her head in frustration.

"why?"

Lan Yufei asked with some doubts: "Is it because Young Master Kun is not favored by His Majesty?"

"I don't know, maybe there are other reasons."

"Then... have you asked Young Master Kun? Does he like you?"

Wang Ya lowered her head shyly, and said weakly: "I never asked him if he likes it..."

"That……"

"However, I asked him when he would marry me..."

"Cough! Cough!"

Lan Yufei wanted to ask more questions, but when he heard Wang Ya's next words, he almost choked to death, so he quickly waved his hand to signal the maid to bring water.

The maid was not slow to respond, and quickly brought a glass of warm water.

After drinking a full cup, Lan Yufei finally came to her senses, and asked a little strangely, "You actually asked him when he will marry you?"

"I……"

Wang Ya was speechless, and then covered her face and said, "I was very angry when I learned that he bet my marriage contract, and then..."

"Wait! What engagement bet?"

Lan Yufei blinked, feeling a little puzzled, but Wang Ya didn't hide anything, so she told her about the bet.

"This……"

Lan Yufei opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly didn't know what to say.

After hesitating for a moment, she took a deep look at Wang Ya, then frowned and said, "Master Kun belongs to the royal family, and everything he says and does represents the royal family. This action will damage your reputation. How about I help you to ask His Majesty to give you an order?" marriage?"

"But……"

"But what?"

"But I don't want to embarrass him. If he doesn't like me, I don't want to force him to marry me."

"You...why are you so stupid?"

Wang Ya smiled, and then turned her head to look at Zhao Kun's viewing platform: "He should have important things to do, and I don't want to cause trouble for him."

"What about your marriage?"

"I don't want to marry anyone except son Kun."

Hearing this, Lan Yufei's heart was shocked. She looked up at this stubborn and beautiful girl, then stroked her temples pitifully, and sighed, "Is it worth it?"

Hearing this, Wang Ya didn't answer, but just looked into the distance quietly.

But at this time, an abrupt voice sounded from the side: "Yu Fei is here at Pinyang, why don't you enter the palace to see me?"

"Ok?"

Lan Yufei and Wang Ya were taken aback at the same time, then turned around and saw Ying Zheng standing outside the viewing platform with a smile on his face.

"Miss Lan Yufei, Wang Ya, I pay my respects to Your Majesty—"

"Free gift!"

Ying Zheng smiled and waved his hands, then walked to the table and sat down, and asked Lan Yufei, "Why are you here? Where's Wang Li?"

"Return to Your Majesty, Marquis Wu Cheng is going to count the bet money!"

Lan Yufei glanced at Wang Ya and replied with a smile.

"Is it a bet?"

Ying Zheng asked with a strange face: "That kid also gambled?"

Lan Yufei knew about Ying Zheng's relationship with the Wang family, so she boldly threw the blame away: "I bet! And it's a lot of bets! My daughter persuaded me for a long time, but he didn't listen!"

"This kid learned some bad things from Zhao Kun!"

"Your Majesty, my daughter-in-law has been hearing about Young Master Kun recently. It is said that he is very talented."

"Oh?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Who did you hear that from?"

"The whole Pinyang is talking!"

Lan Yufei smiled and said, "It is said that this rugby game was created by Young Master Kun. It is the first time I have seen such an interesting game..."

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something again, and tentatively said: "I just don't know about this competition, will there be another one in the future?"

"This... I don't know either."

"Ah? There are still things His Majesty doesn't know."

Lan Yufei looked surprised, Ying Zheng smiled and didn't answer, just looked up at Wang Ya: "I met you in Xianyang when you were young, and Ali praised you for being beautiful."

"Now that 14 years have passed, she is really slim."

Wang Ya blushed when she heard the first emperor praised herself face to face. Ying Zheng laughed out loud, and asked with a smile, "Do you know who A Li is?"

"I don't know... my daughter-in-law."

Wang Ya blushed and said hesitantly.

"Don't be nervous, I'll just chat with you casually."

Ying Zheng smiled and waved his hands, and then said as if recalling: "Ah Li's name is Li Jiang, and she is Zhao Kun's mother."

Wang Ya tilted her head and looked at Ying Zheng with some doubts.

It seemed that he didn't understand why Ying Zheng said this to himself.

But Ying Zheng sighed leisurely: "That kid Zhao Kun lost his mother since he was a child, and I also neglected him, so his personality is a bit weird."

"However." He changed the topic, and continued: "That kid is pretty good, he is not as domineering as a prince or aristocrat, nor is he a dandy like a son of an aristocratic family."

Hearing this, Lan Yufei's eyes lit up, and she immediately looked at Wang Ya.

Wang Ya was ignorant, and just about to ask, at this moment, Wang Li came back suddenly.

"Little lady, look..."

Wang Li was planning to show off his calculation results to Lan Yufei, but when he saw Ying Zheng next to the table, he almost bit his tongue.

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Li with a half-smile.

As for Lan Yufei and Wang Ya, they turned their heads and pretended not to see them.

The cold sweat on Wang Li's forehead came out instantly, and he felt the urge to run away!
What's the situation?

Why did His Majesty come here?

Without time to hesitate, Wang Li hurriedly bowed to Ying Zheng: "My subject, Wang Li, pay my respects to Your Majesty—"

"Free of courtesy, come here, don't be so formal!"

Ying Zheng smiled and nodded.

Seeing Ying Zheng nodding, Wang Li heaved a sigh of relief, and walked over as he said.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Seeing Wang Li approaching, Ying Zheng glanced at the paper in his hand and asked curiously.

"It's paper."

"I know it's paper, I ask you what is written on the paper?"

"This"

Wang Li subconsciously glanced at Lan Yufei, then lowered his head and said, "This is my bet."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes: "So, you really participated in the bet?"

"No, it's blue."

Just as Wang Li was about to explain, Lan Yufei suddenly grabbed his back calmly, took a deep breath, and changed his words decisively; "Yes, that's right, it's all my bet!"

Wang Ya: "."

Ying Zheng: "."

Lan Yufei raised her hand to her forehead, unable to bear to look directly at her.

Ying Zheng glanced at the two amusedly, and said to himself that these two little guys were really tricky.

However, he still said with a playful face: "Bring it to me to see how much money you have."

Wang Li smiled and handed over the calculation paper, then stepped aside and stood with hands down.

Ying Zheng took the paper and looked at it, and couldn't help being a little surprised: "Why are there so many?"

"Actually not much."

"How much is not much?"

Lan Yufei asked nonchalantly.

Wang Li scratched his head and replied, "I paid the full compensation, about 600 gold!"

Lan Yufei's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

But Ying Zheng frowned.

If Wang Li earned more than 600 gold, wouldn't that kid Zhao Kun earn even more?

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng asked suspiciously, "How can you be sure that the [-]th team can win?"

Before Wang Li could answer, Lan Yufei replied excitedly, "Your Majesty, the [-]th team has scored [-] points, and there are still two chances to attack. As long as they score more, they will surely win!"

Ying Zheng frowned and said, "What is a touchdown?"

"This……"

Lan Yufei was dumbfounded, and turned to look at Wang Li.

Wang Li looked down on her as a fake fan, and explained to Ying Zheng: "Return to Your Majesty, the so-called touchdown is actually to advance to the opponent's touchdown zone and score a touchdown."

"A touchdown?"

Wang Li glanced at the field and said, "After a touchdown, you can score [-] points. Every player wants to score a touchdown."

"I see."

Ying Zheng nodded suddenly, and asked again: "Then...whose team is this [-]th team?"

"It belongs to Young Master Kun."

Wang Li looked at Ying Zheng strangely, thinking that His Majesty might also be a fake fan.

The game is almost over, and they still don't know which team belongs to?
In fact, it's no wonder that Ying Zheng didn't know. The main reason was that Zhao Kun's plan was so deceitful that he didn't have the heart to watch the game at all.

However, the fact that a rugby game can earn so much money aroused his interest, so he asked, "Who directs this sixty-year-old team?"

"Ashin!"

"Ashin?"

Ying Zheng was stunned, a little curious: "Who is this Ashin?"

"Yes"

Before Wang Li finished speaking, there was a loud shout outside the viewing platform.

"What happened?"

Ying Zheng frowned.

"Return to Your Majesty, it should be the second attack!"

Wang Li explained excitedly, and at the same time confirmed that Emperor Shihuang was a fake fan.

But Ying Zheng certainly does not admit that he is a fake fan.

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(End of this chapter)