Beast Taming: Starting from Contracting the Mysterious Beast

There are also Ying surnames in modern times, but they are very few. And those Ying surnames, can they be the same concept as the Ying surname Wang Ming thought of? History is shrouded in mystery, but Wang Ming also knows that it is difficult for the surname Ying to be passed down to the present.

Almost all of Ying Zheng's sons and daughters are dead. Now it is confirmed that the later dynasty is the Han Dynasty. Wang Ming is still not sure how old the Han Dynasty is. But with the emergence of the later dynasty, even if the former dynasty clan survives, they will not dare to bear the surname of the former dynasty. Swagger can easily lead to death.

"Dare I ask, are you talking about the one who wins?"

Wang Ming asked with a trembling voice, looking at the Spanish prince in front of him.

In the past, Wang Ming would never have asked such a question.

It is as common for foreigners to choose Chinese surnames as it is for Chinese people to prefer foreign names, such as Judy, Jake, and Make.

Not to mention the surname Ying, there are still people who dare to have the surname Xuanyuan.

But it’s different now. He just came out of the live broadcast room and already knew about the Great Qin’s Western Expedition. To put it bluntly, the comment in the barrage that the Great Qin’s orthodoxy is in Western Europe may be a young man’s joke, but in Now, it can be written into the history books!

The Qin orthodoxy really might be in Western Europe!

"Of course." The Spanish prince smiled heartily and said in very standard Mandarin: "My name is Qin, old gentleman, you can call me Ying Qin."

"that……"

Wang Ming had a lot to say.

Although Chinese history has been covered up, since the surname Ying has been passed down to this day, it has become some kind of Spanish royal family. There must be historical data left behind.

If he could get the history passed down from the Qin Kingdom to the present, he would no longer have to be a fool like others. He could also point out the key points of Bai Shu in the live broadcast room and make history move in China's favor.

Ying Qin seemed to see what Wang Ming was thinking.

He smiled and said: "The old gentleman wants to ask, do I have any historical materials at home?"

Wang Ming didn't expect that his thoughts would be seen through, and he agreed bravely.

"Yes, I think the country would also like to see this."

Wang Ming looked at the leading man in black.

The latter worked in the relevant departments and naturally understood the importance of historical data, and immediately said: "Prince Yingqin, please wait for me to make a call. We all come from the same origin and are descendants of Yan and Huang. As long as you take out the historical data, what country do you want?" Everything can satisfy you!”

He turned around to leave, but Ying Qin held his shoulders.

"Don't be anxious, you two might as well listen and say a few words."

"You say."

The man in black had a straight face and suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

Every Chinese has a clear history of humiliation in modern times in mind, and therefore lacks a sense of national identity. This is why after the emergence of live broadcast, the country will immediately put it on the big screen and put it in thousands of households. In front of the TV.

Now that there is a possibility of change, how can we sit idly by and ignore it!

Isn’t it just for national identity?

"Old sir, have you ever thought about why I didn't prevent the demise of the Qin Dynasty?"

Ying Qin looked at Wang Ming.

Wang Ming was shocked, and the expression of the man in black beside him also changed slightly.

Yes, since history can be changed through Bai Shu's channel, why didn't the descendants of the Qin Dynasty reveal the truth about the death of Emperor Qin II of the Central Plains to Bai Shu through live broadcasts?

How could they not understand Bai Shu's feelings for Qin Chao?

If it was known that the Six Nations would rebel after Ying Zheng's death, even if Bai Shu was not allowed to remind Emperor Qin of Ying Zheng, she would be asked to remind Fusu. With Fusu's trust in Bai Shu, would Fusu still accommodate the survivors of the Six Nations? Do the old and young people from the Six Kingdoms still have the ability to rebel?

"you mean……"

Wang Ming thought of some possibility.

Ying Qin smiled and nodded slightly.

"Exactly what you thought."

"Our winners, the ancestral precepts of our ancestors have always been to follow the trend and appear when they should appear. Don't do stupid things. Only then can we survive until now."

"Do you understand?"

Wang Mingqiang smiled and nodded.

Recalling that he had helped Bai Shu solve his doubts, his heart skipped a beat and he asked with anxiety.

"Prince Yingqin, what about those things I said in the live broadcast room before?"

"Just do what you want."

Ying Qin smiled and pointed to the bright computer screen. The screen was already pitch black, and the sun in another time and space had set.

"You think that's history, but what we think and do where we are, isn't it history?"

Wang Ming let out a sigh of relief.

He took half a step back and bowed with Qin Li.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for clearing up the confusion."

"Hahaha." Ying Qin also smiled. Wearing a suit, he also responded with a solemn gift.

"Sir, you're welcome. It's our country, Qin, that should be grateful."

He finished speaking leisurely, and before Wang Ming could say anything else, he turned to look at the man in black.

"You also said that we are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and we are all one family. I wonder if I can still invest in the Institute of History?"

The man in black wiped away the non-existent sweat and smiled.

"I'm afraid I can't reply to you on this point, but I can ask the above, or you can ask in person?"

"That's fine."

Ying Qin turned around and shook his sleeves with one hand.

His movements seemed to be that he was not wearing a light and slim suit, but a complicated and classical dress.

After imagining the scene for a moment, Wang Ming smiled. The descendants of the first emperor of all ages should be like this. It seems that this... is not bad.

…

Travel through time and space, back to more than two thousand years ago.

Fu Su, Meng Tian, ​​Meng Yi, Li Si, Zhang Han, there are not many military generals on this trip, and there is only one civil servant, Li Si. Firstly, he cannot be trusted, and he is worried about leaking the news. Secondly, the civil servants cherish their old feelings, and only eighty heroes are on this trip. Wan, equipped with Qin armor, holds the flag of Qin.

When Li Si woke up, he remembered the controversial topic at the chapel meeting. He hurriedly got out of the carriage, and when he saw it, he could no longer see the old scene of Xianyang, only on a Gobi desert.

"Surprisingly, he really left..."

Li Si realized that this was not a dream.

I just feel empty all over.

It’s so hard to leave my homeland...

"Prime Minister, you finally woke up. His Majesty is looking for you."

The young man with chapped lips rode slowly to the carriage.

If it weren't for Zhang Han, why would His Majesty have the idea of ​​​​expediting to the west?

Li Si glared at him angrily, jumped off the slowed-down carriage, and rode on a dark horse. Scholars at this time, no matter which school of thought, all talked about the Six Arts. Li Si's riding skills were not only about killing enemies in battle, but at least he could watch them. past.

"Your Majesty, why are you looking for me?"

After catching up with several galloping horses, Li Si looked around and saw that all the generals on the trip were here.

"Sir, we are about to go to the Western Region. I heard that the foreign countries there are not easy to get along with, so I'm afraid we won't be able to use the way. What do you think?"

Fusu was not wearing a dragon robe, but a black and red armor.

"The barbarians fear power but not virtue, so they can be destroyed!"

Li Si said decisively.

"Okay, since sir said so."

Fusu looked at the generals around him and shouted in a deep voice.

"It just so happens that we don't have much food and grass. If any foreign country dares to stop us, we will destroy their country!"

"promise!"

Li Si returned to the carriage.

He was on his way at sunrise and rested at sunset. No one bothered him anymore.

Until this day.

"Prime Minister, some kind of Persian envoy came from ahead and asked our army to stop. Your Majesty would like to ask what do you think?"