When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 142

Duan Murong followed Hong Lian, looking at Hong Lian who seemed to be walking in her own home in front of her, her expression was confused, the atmosphere here was too depressing, why did Hong Lian seem to like this place so much?

With such curiosity, Duanmu Rong walked into the hall, into the depths of the hall.

"Duan Murong, a doctor's disciple, pays homage to the King." Duan Murong, who appeared in front of Ying Zheng, saluted Ying Zheng in a dignified manner.

"These are a few volumes of notes that Bian Que left behind. Since you are here now, you can make a copy of them and take them home." Ying Zheng pointed to a pile of about twenty or so bamboo slips beside him.

"Master Bian Que?" Duanmu Rong looked at Ying Zheng and the pile of bamboo slips beside him, as if looking at the most delicious food in the world.

"Are these the things sent from Qi State?" Hong Lian also looked at the pile of bamboo slips curiously at this time, as if she understood something.

"Duanmu Rong thanked the King." If the previous salute was pretentious, then Duanmu Rong thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, Duanmurong looked around at Yingzheng, as if she was looking for a case sheet, but now she is transcribing it.

Seeing Duanmu Rong's eagerness, Hong Lian couldn't help curling her lips. Is this thinking to start transcribing now?Has she forgotten what this place is?

But, no, Duanmu Rong, you're too familiar, right?

In Honglian's astonishment, Duan Murong went straight to a small case next to Ying Zheng's desk, picked up a roll of bamboo slips from Ying Zheng's side, and looked through it.

"That's my place." Hong Lian stared dumbfounded at Duan Murong, who was confused or smart, and felt for a moment that she seemed to be the extra person.

Palace of Physicians.

Nian Duan looked at the sunset slowly disappearing in the west mountain, with a look of worry in his eyes.

"Is Rong'er not coming back?" Nian Duan said to himself.

Regarding the fact that Duan Murong went to Xianyang Palace to find Honglian, Nian Duan was acquiescing.

Nian Duan, who had already made up his mind to gain a foothold in Qin State, knew very well the importance of a good relationship with King Qin.

However, although the truth is clear, emotionally, it is still difficult to be at ease. After all, it is Xianyang Palace, the most unpredictable place in the world.

In the midst of Nian Duan's worries, Duan Murong returned from Xianyang Palace with a tired face on the third day. When Nian Duan almost thought that something unexpected happened to Duan Mu Rong, Duan Murong met Master's worried gaze, But he smiled, very happy and brilliant, just like when Nian Duan first met Duan Murong.

In the Xingle Palace, Zhao Ji no longer had the joy of the past, and now she looked completely sad.

"Time is really cruel to women." Zhao Ji sighed.

"Why does the queen mother sigh like this?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Why does the queen mother sigh like this?" Ying Yan, who was kneeling beside Ying Zheng, also imitated Ying Zheng's tone.

"Two days ago, I met your grandmother, Empress Dowager Xia." Zhao Ji sighed.

and then?Ying Yan leaned her little ears, waiting for her father Ying Zheng's answer, so as to imitate the example, but for a while, she couldn't hear anything. She couldn't hear her father Ying Zheng's answer. Looking up, seeing Ying Zheng's expressionless face, he quickly turned his head, imitating Ying Zheng's appearance, showing a expressionless expression, but unfortunately, those eyes turned like black gems , has betrayed her completely.

"Human life, old age, sickness and death, no matter whether it is a commoner or a queen mother of a country, as long as you are a human being, you can't escape." Ying Zheng said.

"Yes, you can't escape. Birth, old age, sickness and death are not terrible. What's terrible is that when you die, there are people or things that you can't let go of, and you leave with reluctance. That's such a terrifying thing." Zhao Ji Instead of saying it inexplicably.

"As deep as the nostalgia for life is, so is the fear of death." Ying Zheng said.

"As deep as the love for life is, so is the fear of death." Ying Yan said.

"Zheng'er, your daughter is getting more and more naughty, she looks like you when you were a child." Zhao Ji looked at Ying Yan beside Ying Zheng, and was also amused by Ying Yan's imitation of Ying Zheng.

"Really? Grandmother? Do I look like my father when I was a child?" Ying Zheng hadn't spoken yet, but Ying Yan was already happy when he heard Zhao Ji's words.

Zhao Ji's words were just teasing Ying Zheng, but in Ying Yan's ears, they became the best compliment.

"It's not like." Zhao Ji was slightly taken aback when she heard this, and then she understood, so she put on a serious expression.

"Not like?" On Ying Yan's small face, the smile that couldn't disappear in time froze instantly.

"It's not like, your father is not as stupid as Yan'er." Zhao Ji said with a blush.

"Father, is that really the case?" Ying Yan seemed to have heard the cruelest words in the world at this moment, and tears filled his eyes all of a sudden.

"Yeah." Ying Zheng nodded.

"Wow." The last glimmer of hope in Ying Yan's heart was also cut off by Ying Zheng's words.

At this moment, in her little heart, there was only the terrifying fact that she was not like her father, and a huge fear dominated Ying Yan's mind.

Ying Zheng's cooperation obviously put Zhao Ji in a good mood, but this good mood didn't last long, because in the next step, she had to face a cruel fact, that is how to put the hysterical Ying Yan who was crying Give it a go.

Zhao Ji, who realized the problem, couldn't help but feel trapped.

Ying Zheng listened to his daughter's crying, but was unmoved.

Well, from Ying Yan's crying, at least one thing can be proved, that is, Ying Yan's talent is good, and his breath is long, which is a good material for martial arts.

At first, Ying Yan, who just raised her face and cried, soon seemed to be buried in Ying Zheng's arms. Obviously, what she needed at this time was comfort.

"You'd better coax her." Zhao Ji said helplessly.

I saw that Ying Zheng didn't say anything, just squeezed Ying Yan's little face, the hysterical little guy who was crying just now stopped crying in an instant, and got into Ying Zheng's arms, as if the little girl in pain just now Not her average.

"This is a cunning little guy." Zhao Ji, who was shocked by Ying Yan's change, said in amazement.

"Zheng'er, how much do you know about Zhiyang Palace?" Zhao Ji, who had turned her attention away from Ying Yan, asked. Compared with Ying Yan, Zhao Ji was more concerned about the situation of her old enemy at this time.

"Even if you don't have ten points, there are seven or seven or eight." Ying Zheng said.

"Zheng'er, why do you know so clearly? Did you infiltrate the trapper into Zhiyang Palace?" Zhao Ji asked suspiciously.

She can only think of such a possibility now, otherwise, she really can't explain the reason.

"It's not a trap, but it's still an undercover agent," Ying Zheng said.

"Who is that person?" Zhao Ji asked curiously.

"Pearl." Ying Zheng said.

"Uh, so it's the woman you bought with one gold." Zhao Ji said clearly.

　The chapter name is wrong, it will be revised later, the content does not affect the reading.

　　
　
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