I! Jar merchant, Qin Shihuang prescribes the elixir of longevity at the beginning

===Chapter 56: Victory: The widow wants to screw Liu Bang's dog's head off! ===

"By the way, your ancestor just came, do you want to meet each other."

"Ancestors? Could it be..." Zhao

Xing was stunned suddenly.

Then, as if sensing something, he turned to look behind him.

The second door of light had opened, and out of it came a powerful young man and an old general with white hair.

In that young man's body, Zhao Xing had a feeling of blood connection, if he didn't guess wrong, he should be...

"Immortal, there are new people here again?"

Ying Zheng stepped forward with a smile, looking like he was in a good mood.

The ministers in the imperial court are now concentrating all their attention, constantly preparing all kinds of military materials, preparing to completely crush the Xiongnu to death and harvest the vast grassland into a racetrack for Daqin.

And the battles on the front line are also successive.

Yang Zaixing led the back-to-back army, like a sharp blade, wherever he went, where he killed.

Wang Bian, Li Xin, Meng Tian, and Nei Shiteng also had good abilities, commanding an army totaling 650,000 people, intending to completely eat the main force of the Xiongnu, and also cut grass and root out the tribes in their rear.

As it is called.

A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance.

Therefore, Ying Zheng now seems to be in a lot of spirits.

In Xianyang City now, it is estimated that the only idle people left is 'Wuchenghou' Wang Yi, after all, this old general has fought for Daqin all his life, and now he is old, and he can't withstand the long-distance attack.

Only stay at home, watch the war reports on the front line every day, and sigh that the younger generation of Daqin has an heir.

"Old Zhao, this newcomer still has a relationship with you."

"Something to do with me?"

Ying Zheng slowly put a question mark.

Then, looking at the three people, the old man was full of the aura of a warrior, and his strength did not look weak.

The boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes on the other side also looks good, and it is estimated that he is also a good seedling.

It's the last person........

Ying Zheng looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Wang Yi's eyes widened, staring at Zhao Xing in front of him, and said in amazement: "Huh? This son is similar to Your Majesty, could it be Your Majesty's illegitimate son?

Huan Zheng glared at Wang Yi.

What kind of joke, although my harem is beautiful three thousand, but I am not a person who messes with the relationship between men and women, and many children at least recognize them all.

This old man is not ashamed to slander his reputation here.

"The children of the widows still recognize clearly." Huan Zheng looked Zhao Xing up and down and said, "Could it be........ Is this kid a widow's grandson? Fusu or son of Huhai?

"It's close, but it's not all right."

Li Xiaohan said with a smile.

Even if Qin Shihuang wanted to break his head, it was impossible to think of Zhao Xing's true relationship with him.

After all.

The two men are hundreds of years apart in timeline.

"Tell him yourself."

"The seventeenth great-great-grandson visited Grandpa Zu, and Xing Nai is a descendant of the Fusu lineage."

With his hands clasped into fists, Zhao Xingbi said respectfully.

The person standing in front of him, but his ancestor, who was also the man who created the Great Unified Empire, although he looked very young now, but the heavy imperial power on his body also made him secretly frightened.

Really.

There is still a gap between people.

When Grandpa Zu was thirteen years old, he inherited the throne of Daqin, and now he is sixteen years old, and he is still a cloth, which is completely incomparable.

"Seventeenth great-great-grandson?!"

Ying Zheng suddenly raised his tone and said in a loud voice.

What the hell.

He originally thought that this teenager, who was seven points similar to himself, was his grandson.

However, he didn't expect that he would be his seventeenth great-great-grandson, which is almost three hundred years apart, right?!

"Old Zhao, don't doubt it, he is your own great-great-grandson."

"No, the widow is just a little unimaginable, even the grandson has not seen it, and suddenly there is the seventeenth great-grandson." Huan Zheng rubbed his temples and said with a headache, "Sure enough, everything is possible here for immortals." "

If you put it in the Great Qin Empire.

There was a kid who suddenly claimed to be his seventeenth great-great-grandson, and Ying Zheng would never believe it, and when he turned his head, he pulled him down and beheaded him.

But.

This is the Valley of the Immortals, where the immortals live.

Not to mention the seventeenth great-great-grandson, another day his ancestor 'evil come' here to drink tea and brag, he must believe it.

"Sit down."

"........,"

Li Xiaohan pointed with his hand.

The pale white inner qi turned into two seats and appeared in front of Huan Zheng and Wang Yi.

This consumption of internal qi, for him who has already stepped into the 'peak of internal qi leaving the body', is just a show of hands, and he recovers in one breath.

"Spanning more than three hundred years, this is a long-lost encounter." Ying Zheng was not polite, sat down directly, and said, "The widow also has a lot of things, I want to ask him." "