The world started by Daqin Mingyue

Chapter 163 Ying Yan

Meng Ao's hesitation fell into Ying Zheng's eyes, which made him somewhat dumbfounded. Ying Zheng naturally knew what Meng Ao's hesitation was about. For Meng Ao's thoughts, Ying Zheng really had nothing to do but nothing to do. He could speak, because he knew that Meng Ao had good intentions out of loyalty.

But is Meng Ao's worry necessary?There is no need at all.

Although Ying Zheng is greedy for everything he owns, life span occupies a place in his heart more than anything else, but for the kind of elixir that Meng Ao understands, Ying Zheng still has to keep a respectful distance.

Among the emperors who liked to take drugs in the past, not all of them were as lucky as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Most of them became negative teaching materials. Whether it was the Qin Emperor or Tang Zong who had the original trajectory, the lessons were too profound.

Even though Yingzheng has a deeper understanding of the alchemy of Yinyang School and Taoism at this time, and knows that these people have extraordinary attainments in medicine while playing chemistry, but Yingzheng who is "greedy for life and afraid of death" dare not try it lightly.

The elixir that Meng Ao took did not belong to this world at all. It was handed by Yan Lingji, a "worker" from another world in Qin Palace. There are all kinds of elixirs, and the attraction of alchemy to Ying Zheng is even higher than that of strange fire.

"You don't need to worry, the old general. You have a sense of proportion when it comes to elixir. That elixir comes from another source. You will stay away from those alchemy techniques of the Taoist Yin-Yang School." Ying Zheng said amidst Meng Ao's hesitation.

"It's the old minister who is worrying unnecessarily." Meng Ao said in shock, although he has some things out of good intentions, but the way of expression is to think carefully, otherwise it is easy to be self-defeating.

"The old general sees that Gu is so important to the alchemists of the Yin-Yang School and Taoism, so it is normal to worry about it. However, Gu can tell you that the importance of Gu to them is of course because of their alchemy skills, but it is not for longevity. Their Alchemy has other uses." Ying Zheng explained.

In Meng Ao's eyes, the Taoist disciples of the Yin-Yang School who are very accomplished in alchemy are very unreliable, but Ying Zheng knows that these alchemists have another name in later generations: chemists.

Ying Zheng is very much looking forward to what kind of impact the advent of chemistry will have on this world. After all, alchemy in this world cannot be compared with the mature chemical system of later generations, but in some respects, alchemy at this time is quite different. It also has its own force. In some fields, even the chemical system of later generations cannot match it.

Although Meng Ao is an old man, and only Wang Jian can compete with him in terms of acting skills ten years later, Ying Zheng still sees something else in his expression that I completely believe in.

"Old general, do you have time today to go and see how much Xu Fu has improved on explosives?" Ying Zheng stood up and said to Meng Ao.

"Since it is the king's order, the old minister must obey it." Meng Ao got up and said respectfully.

Meng Ao is indeed somewhat interested in those mysterious Onmyojis. Of course, this is not because of those weird alchemy techniques, but because of Tutu.

As an indispensable tool in marching and fighting, Meng Ao is very aware of how much an accurate map can help the leading generals. It is precisely because of this that he is very concerned about Qin's revision of the old map in recent years It is very concerned, and the Yin Yang family is playing the leading role in it.

Ying Zheng, who is light and simple, has no effect on the Military Academy no matter whether he comes or leaves. The frame just as it came quietly, also left quietly, but, in the carriage where Ying Zheng was, there were many It's just an old man Meng Ao.

"Father, who is he?" A small head poked out from behind Ying Zheng, looking at Meng Ao, who was bearded and haired not far away, and asked curiously in an immature voice.

This is a girl who is only two years old. With short arms and short legs, it is obviously not easy for her to poke her head out from behind Ying Zheng. In order to complete this difficult task, she must find a fulcrum, for example, Ying Zheng's neck, so At this time, the girl's chubby little arms were hugging Ying Zheng's neck to support the weight of her body.

But she obviously overestimated her own strength, or she underestimated her weight. Her chubby little head didn't hang on Ying Zheng's shoulders for a long time. Her arms were waving in the air, as if she wanted to grab something, but it was futile after all. With the sound of a landing, she returned to her starting point again.

Meng Ao looked behind Ying Zheng with what he thought was a secret gaze, where a round head was slowly poking out, but at this moment, that small face was full of grievances.

Meng Ao couldn't help but smile at such a cute girl, the old man and the child are two kinds of creatures that are in harmony with each other.

In Meng Ao's sight, Ying Zheng stretched out his right arm, lifted the person behind him, brought him up in front of him, and met the round face that quickly changed his expression.

"Father, hold it high." The girl who was standing in the air with the clothes hanging from the back of her neck was waving her arms at Ying Zheng and said with a smile that belonged to her own voice.

But Yingzheng obviously wouldn't let the girl do what she wanted. In the girl's expectation, Yingzheng directly put the pouch on his knee.

Facing the uncooperative Ying Zheng, the girl who failed to fulfill her wish could only endure everything with tears in her eyes.

At this time, Meng Ao was used to seeing the iron-blooded heart forged by fighting on the battlefield, and he couldn't help but feel the softness in his heart in front of such a girl.

Looking at the girl sitting on Ying Zheng's lap without daring to struggle, Meng Ao couldn't help but think of his eldest grandson Meng Tian.

It's about time, Meng Tian is not young anymore, it's time for him to learn from that kid from the Wang family, and it's not a long-term thing to carry a celebration behind him all day.

As if feeling Meng Ao's gaze on her body, the girl turned her head and gave Meng Ao a vicious look, although she turned her head again to look at Ying Zheng with grievance.

And Ying Zheng was obviously unmoved. Compared with the girl's clumsy acting skills, her mother's master-level acting skills are still not feasible for Ying Zheng, let alone her.

The girl who was just pretending to be wronged obviously didn't have enough energy, and it was just a means to win Ying Zheng's sympathy so that she could achieve her goal, but as time went by, the girl slowly became sleepy, and slowly her eyes were full of tears. It was difficult to open the tear-filled eyes.

Seeing the girl leaning in his arms, breathing gradually calmed down, Ying Zheng picked her up and put her on a small bed in the carriage.

"Don't laugh at the old general. Children of this age like to be lively, but they are also extremely lethargic. They insisted on following before, but now they follow, but they are sleepy again." Ying Zheng said to Meng Ao.

"Your Majesty's words are correct, but precisely because of this, young children of this age are also the most interesting." Meng Ao stroked his long beard and smiled.

"When Meng Tian gets married one day, the old general may find it more interesting." Ying Zheng also laughed.

"I really can't wait." Meng Ao said meaningfully.

Thinking of Meng Tian who was inseparable from Dianqing all day long and indifferent to his marriage, Meng Ao felt deeply tired, this kind of tiredness was worse than attacking a city.

(End of this chapter)