I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 17
"Ying Zheng?"

The carriage was Linlin, and the white peaches were washed fragrant and wrapped into a small powder ball. She asked, "Then I won't call you Zhao Zheng anymore, but Ying Zheng?"

Ying Zheng was dressed in black, looking calm and condensed, "It's fine."

"Ying Zheng."

Baitao said again that she was really bulky when she was wrapped up, her dimples were pink and dizzy, more like a small bun, which disappeared after one bite.

Baitao rested her head on Yingzheng's knee, "Yingzheng, I miss my brother so much."

"."

Ying Zheng stroked her head. During the time when she fled from Zhao to Qin, she never once said that she missed her brother. She only said when the crisis was resolved. The sensible one made people feel distressed, "I will Take good care of you like your brother."

The girl rubbed her eyes and muttered, "Okay."

The soldiers accompanying the carriage were all old men, and they would not comb a little girl's hair.

So she has always been wearing long, thin and soft hair, especially if it is so soft, it is even more obedient.

Ying Zheng stroked her head intermittently, and time passed between his fingers and black hair, appearing extremely gentle.

Fan Yuqi, who was ignored in the carriage, held a grass stalk in his mouth, leaving them alone, one big and one small, without saying a word.

Finally, he spit out, "Are you raising a little wife here?"

Ying Zheng: "."

Fan Yuqi twirled the grass stalk in his mouth, then hunched over and opened the curtain to go out.

As soon as his wild bull goes out, even the horses pulling the cart can catch their breath.

Fan Yuqi who went out opened his chest, exhaled and exhaled, and after the white mist puffed back and forth a few times, he rode around to the outside of Zhao Ji's carriage.

It's strange to say, this little guy doesn't look like a heartless and ungrateful person, but how can he be so strange as a son and a mother?

Zhao Ji was rescued by the dead in the snowstorm at that time, so she was lucky and fateful.

This Zhao Zheng, bah, should be called Ying Zheng, even if he didn't recognize his ancestors, he had to be called Wang.

This Yingzheng, the situation was not much better at the time.

When I was with that girl at the gate of the city, it was like coming out of the Great Escape. In the end, the skinny son met the miserable mother.

Fan Yuqi thought it was some kind of mother-child reunion, even if he didn't cry bitterly, he would have to cry mother and son.

As a result, he thought too much.

It's cold, colder than the ice in the dog days.

It's still better for his old mother, who beat him three times a day, every time is different, not to mention whether it hurts or not, at least it is humane.

Fan Yuqi shivered in the cold wind, not because of the cold, but because he was meritorious in escorting this time, King Qin had to give him a big reward, excited.

Thinking of this, Fan Yuqi rubbed his fingers, took the reins and went to Zhao Ji's car curtain, "Madam is auspicious."

The car curtain moved, and Zhao Ji inside picked up Qianqianyu's hand and lifted a corner of the car curtain.

To say that it was only the spirit of this poor woman who was wasted and wasted in the Zhao country. Although those days were hard, she didn't have to wash, cook, and do rough work, so she didn't see any suffering.

Her demeanor of being the number one geisha in HD is still there.

Especially Zhao Ji, who was wearing gold and silver earrings, expensive clothes, and lip balm, was even more glamorous. Zhao Ji's eyes flashed, "General Fan, you have done a great job in escorting our mother and son."

Hey, a big change.

This way is also neat.

Fan Yuqi was overjoyed: "I don't dare to take the matter of classifying the generals at the end."

Zhao Ji didn't speak, and let go.

The curtain of the car was swung down, which also cut off the strong fragrance of powder.

The guard of honor for returning home continued to drive towards Xianyang Palace, and the white peach pillow in the front carriage was sleeping soundly on Ying Zheng's lap.

Ying Zheng tapped the tip of her nose, "Taotao, it's almost here."

Baitao was woken up, and pulled his sleeve to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Ying Zheng: "Do you remember what I told you?"

"I know, I have said it seven or eight times, can I not remember?"

Baitao felt that his long-winded posture was comparable to that of elder brother.

At this moment, the swaying carriage stopped suddenly, and an eunuch shouted outside in a long and sharp tone, "Mrs. Zhao and Wang Zizheng pay a visit to the King of Qin—"

So fast?
Baitao patted the cake crumbs on the little skirt, she didn't need to bow her head in this carriage, she could just step on it.

Yingzheng will be a prince when he returns to the state of Qin. Since ancient times, there has been a tradition of establishing a prince and a prince. He might still be the crown prince. Now his status is very precious, and logically, he can't bring her down.

But there is a human stool underneath, even if the human stool has a short leg with a white peach on its back, it can't reach it.

She was about to jump off the side of the carriage neatly.

Ying Zheng sighed, and took her down with his long arms, thinking that she still couldn't leave him.

Baitao felt that it didn't matter whether she was hugged or jumped off, but when her feet landed on the ground, she realized that there was a row of brocade clothes standing in front of her.

The mighty Qin people consisted of men and women, old and young.

The color of the sky is as thin as a piece of paper, they are wearing the heaviest clothes, standing under the palace of Qin Palace, on the thick soil, even the corners and tails of their eyes are full of curiosity, pickiness and scrutiny.

"It's the king's wife, have you returned with Zheng'er?"

King Qin, who was surrounded and wearing a crown, spoke first. His voice did not have the majesty of a king, but only longing and urgency.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhao Ji's crying is as mellow as a baby bird, she ignores the eyes of the surroundings and the shackles of the world, and is as hot and hot as Populus euphratica.

She rushed over and hugged King Qin tightly, "My lord, I miss you so much."

King Qin also had tears in his eyes: "Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji, my Zhao Ji, you have suffered."

Baitao, who was led by Yingzheng, witnessed everything and smelled the fragrance of her daughter's powder in the wind.She sneezed a little, and opened her big eyes to look at King Qin and Mrs. Zhao Ji who had reunited after a long absence.

King Qin's name is Ying Zichu, he is in his 30s, he looks good.
Bai Tao compared it with Ying Zheng in her heart.

She glanced sideways at Ying Zheng, who was as silent as the background, and found that this father didn't look like her son at all, and it didn't matter if he didn't look much like her, even in temperament.

"King woo woo woo"

"Ma'am, you have suffered."

Qin Wang Yingzi Chu was still hugging Zhao Ji sadly, completely ignoring the faces of the surrounding Empress Dowager Huayang, Mrs. Han, and several ministers.

His temperament is relatively weak, as if he is propped up with a wooden stick, if he doesn't support him like this, he may collapse immediately.

And it seems that he won't live long, maybe not even a year, which is worse than Zhao Ji who can live for several years in his arms.

Baitao blinked.

He also saw an overbearing woman standing next to Ying Zichu. This woman had been staring coldly at Zhao Ji and Ying Zichu who were hugging each other.

This woman has a lot of background, Baitao has heard Fan Yuqi and Ying Zheng talk about it.

This is the powerful Queen Huayang of the Qin State.

Standing behind the Empress Dowager Huayang was the State of Chu, a faction of the State of Chu stationed in the State of Qin. The Empress Dowager Huayang was the queen mother of Ying Zichu and the grandmother of Ying Zheng's direct relative.

Because the country's filial piety is not over yet.

She combed her hair in a high bun, inserted a few white pearls, and only wore a pair of earrings with peacock pearls on her ears, but with such a simple embellishment, she showed an unattainable dignity.

Compared with Zhao Ji, who was still hugging King Qin and crying so beautifully, she didn't know how many times better.

"enough!"

The Empress Dowager Huayang couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled at King Qin and Zhao Ji who were hugging each other, "This is the royal family, not a song and dance workshop, so how decent is it to cry and sing?"

As soon as these words were said, it was like a slap on Zhao Ji's face, causing burning pain.

The middle-aged man next to him had a kind face, and even the eye lines showed that he was approachable.

He is Lu Xiang Lu Buwei, he stood up and tried to smooth things over, "Hehe, please calm down, Your Majesty and his wife are a couple in trouble. It's an excuse to meet again after a long absence."

As he said that, Lu Buwei winked at Ying Zichu, who was still in tears. It can be said that without Lu Buwei spending all his money to rescue Ying Zichu from Zhao, Chu Zichu would not be king and hegemony today.

Ying Zichu understood immediately, and respectfully admitted his mistake to the Empress Dowager Huayang, "The empress mother calms down, it's because the minister has lost his sense of proportion."

The Empress Dowager Huayang straightened her sleeves, "Since Zi Chu knows how to measure, don't mess around."

"Yes, I would like to follow my mother's teachings."

"Ah."

The Empress Dowager Huayang was satisfied with her son's obedience.

She glanced at the petty Zhao Ji, then looked at the Prime Minister Lu Buwei, and said with a little bit of sternness and grace, "Mr. Lu, are you still in control?"

"Yes! Queen Mother."

Lu Buwei cupped his hands.

Lu Buwei was born as a businessman, he doesn't have so many airs, and he is sleek all over.

He had already seen the little boy and girl who hadn't come not far away.

Facing the sunlight, he smiled and waved, "This is Wang Zizheng, right? Come here soon to meet the queen mother and the king."

With a sullen face, Ying Zheng brought Baitao to meet the ceremony, "I have seen my father and my grandmother."

Ying Zichu looked at his eldest son who was so straight and extraordinary, looked him up and down, and happily stretched out his hand to help him up, "My son..."

"Wait—" Mrs. Hua Yang raised her hand and stopped, "Raise your head."

Ying Zheng looked up.

Baitao was still obediently serving as a decoration next to Ying Zheng, when she suddenly heard this somewhat fierce woman raise her head.

She thought to herself that she didn't say anything clearly, and she didn't call names when she asked to raise her head, and she didn't know which one to raise her head.

Forget it.

Regardless, Baitao also raised her head.

Mrs. Huayang's demeanor seemed to have been measured with a ruler, and she walked over step by step.

Stopping in front of them, the skirt at the back rubbed against the ground of the white jade plate and made a rustling sound.

This is the first time that the Empress Dowager Huayang in power will speak to Ying Zheng, the son of King Qin who is living in HD. Her attitude represents the attitude of the deceased King Qin Xiaowen, and even more so, the attitude of the entire Qin State.

All held their breaths.

"good."

The Empress Dowager Huayang spoke.

This is not bad for some people to breathe a sigh of relief, but also for others to raise their hearts.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed in an instant. When everyone saw the eyes of the Empress Dowager Huayang carefully, they were collectively stunned.

Bai Tao, who was staring at the vicious woman, was also stunned, wondering why she keeps looking at me, does she have some bad intentions for me?

The Empress Dowager Huayang was looking at Baitao, her eyes were sharp, as if she was about to cut her open, and she looked carefully, "This face, the daughter of destiny, will be invaluable in the future."

Daughter of Destiny, how expensive is it?

Everyone looked at Baitao in unison.

Flour-faced peach cheeks and apricot eyes, especially the whole looks innocent and soft, no need to guess that she will definitely be a magnificent beauty in the future.

But is it time to look at the face?

"Queen, this."

It was difficult for Ying Zichu to come forward, so Lu Buwei hurried over to save the situation. He respectfully said, "Queen Mother, next to you is your grandson, Ying Zheng, can you take a look?"

"Ying Zheng."

The Empress Dowager Huayang's complexion may not be very cold, but she does look as indifferent as water. She said, "Too stubborn, overly ambitious, unruly and unruly, what's there to see."

It seemed to be another "slap", and another slap came out hard.

Heavy and painful.

Zhao Ji's complexion turned pale, and Ying Zichu's complexion was not very strong.

Madam Han couldn't hide the gloating on her face. She took Ying Zichu's second son, Cheng Jiao, and looked down at him. Cheng Jiao was still yawning insignificantly.

The relatives of the Chu family, that is, Mrs. Huayang's faction, are all secretly having fun, like a villain.

Only Lu Buwei could hide his expression.

And Ying Zheng.

Xu has suffered a lot of humiliation, which is not painful to him. Even when the Empress Dowager Huayang left in a mighty manner, Ying Zheng's etiquette could not be faulted. Compared with this group of people, he is more like It's an undercurrent.

Turbulent undercurrent.

As soon as Madam Huayang left, even the oppressive feeling in the air eased. Ying Zichu hurriedly helped his son up, "Zheng'er, I have been wronged in Zhao Country."

"Thank you father"

Ying Zheng got up with Bai Tao, his tone was neither warm nor cold.

Ying Zichu had already noticed that there was a pink girl next to the eldest son, so it was difficult to ask just now, but now he asked, "This is."

Baitao immediately took out Ying Zhengjiao's previous words, her eyes were wet, and she said in a soft tone: "Your Majesty, you may not remember, my elder brother is from Qin, and when I was doing business in Zhao State, I used to ride a carriage in the snow. Rollover received your rescue, my elder brother can't find you, so I will repay Ying Zheng more."

"Now he knows a lot, and he knows the art of war and swordsmanship. It's just that my elder brother wants to help Ying Zheng escape, and now he doesn't know how to live or die, woo woo woo."

Baitao squeezed out two tears, crying and feeling sad that her elder brother is not here, she has to learn to lie, she hugged Ying Zheng and cried loudly, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Ying Zheng pursed his lips and patted her on the back without saying a word.

Is there such a thing as the carriage overturned and rescued?

Ying Zichu looked a little puzzled, he really couldn't remember.

But I don't want to think back to the days when I lived under the fence in Zhao Guo. During those days, it was painful to turn every page.

Seeing the girl crying so sadly, he was a little at a loss, "Don't cry, since your elder brother's life and death are unknown for saving Zheng'er, and he is also a warrior of the Qin State. I also saw that you and Zheng'er shared weal and woe in Zhao State, and your friendship is deep. You will live in Xianyang Palace and enjoy the role of the princess."

It just so happened that he didn't have a daughter either. Seeing this girl was really pleasing, and he was quite soft-hearted and pity her.

Furthermore, this is the daughter of destiny that the Empress Dowager Huayang said, no matter what the purpose is, he is giving the Empress Dowager Huayang face.

This move was poking at Yingzheng's heart, he thanked him, "Thank you father!"

Baitao felt his hand patting her back stab her lower back, she stopped crying and hiccupped softly, "Thank you, my lord."

(End of this chapter)