Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

Suddenly he felt that although Fusu was a little pedantic, he was really a good son when he was being scolded.

It doesn't look like this kid, he is almost too tired to run because of beating him!

But seeing the son on the ground baring his teeth and admitting his mistake, he was also satisfied.

Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu after all, and he can beat his son after all!

The anger also disappeared in an instant.

After all, there is no overnight feud between father and son.

Especially for a father, even if he was furious at the time, as long as he vented his anger, he would be fine.

Seeing the emperor panting, Zhao Gao hurriedly moved the chair over.

He helped the emperor to sit down and rest, then poured a cup of tea on the table and handed it up respectfully.

Arch your waist and hold out your hands.

Ying Zheng took the tea, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, putting the cup on his outstretched hands.

Zhao Gao was taken aback for a moment, and stepped aside respectfully.

According to the usual practice, when the emperor sat down to rest when he was tired, he would hand over the wooden sword when he saw the outstretched hands.

Who would have thought that the emperor was still holding the wooden sword, and seemed to have no intention of giving up.

Zhao Gao looked at the young man on the ground, and muttered to himself, "Master~Old Zhao, I have tried my best..."

"Hu~hu~!"

Qin Xuan sat slumped on the ground, covering the place where his waist was hit, panting heavily.

It looked like he was exhausted and paralyzed.

He cried out in pain: "Your Majesty~ Your Majesty's swordsmanship is superb, and I can't hide from you!"

Er Geng stood not far away and watched quietly, already shocked in his heart!

The admiration for his young master is like a torrential river, like the flood of the Yellow River, which is out of control!

Er Geng has practiced the Tiangang Boy Kungfu for several months, and he can be regarded as a little master.

From time to time, I would practice with my young master.

Not to mention anything else, but the young master's terrifying arm strength and explosive power are amazing.

Even with the addition of green bamboo, two beating one, trembling for half an hour, my young master's breathing is still as steady as usual.

It's not like now, just dodging for less than a cup of tea, and I'm tired and paralyzed...!

Honestly, from an insider's point of view.

Although the emperor's swordsmanship was exquisite, it was obvious that he hadn't practiced it for many years, and it seemed very rusty.

I am getting old again, and my physical strength is not as good as when I was young.

Not to mention the effort for a cup of tea, even if the emperor is exhausted and paralyzed, don't even think about touching the corner of his young master's clothes!

All the signs are enough to show that my young master did it on purpose.

He is trying to please the emperor!

Whether it's dodging, or the pained look on his face, or the exact blow from exhaustion, his movements are smooth and smooth without any flaws!

After witnessing the whole process at the second watch, a sense of enlightenment rose in my heart.

It was as if a window suddenly opened in front of my eyes, and it suddenly became clear.

This is the standard dog licking!

The licking is so natural, without showing any traces!

If it weren't for being a personal servant, I would have almost believed it!

Tao Fang and a few guards hid in the dark, secretly praising Qin for his acting skills!

The young master is a fierce man who can beat ten!

Even if a small team besieges, it is not its opponent!

Now facing the emperor who is obviously unfamiliar with sword skills, this acting skill is really amazing!

Ying Zheng sat on a chair, put the point of his sword on the ground, and put his arm on the hilt.

Squinting his eyes, a complacent look appeared on his majestic face.

The majestic Emperor Qin must clean up whoever he says he wants to clean up.

No, it hurt that kid!

Immediately, his gaze froze.

Said in a deep voice: "Bold Qin Xuan, do you really take my warning as a deaf ear?

Or, do you think I really dare not send you to the frontier to build the Great Wall? "

Qin Xuan knelt on the ground with one knee, covering his lower back with a painful face.