Qin Dynasty: Father Ying Zheng granted marriage to young Siming

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But even so, Fu Che still felt great pressure at this time.

Before the eight clothes were unsheathed, fine cold sweat had already appeared on Fu Che's forehead.

What kind of martial arts skills his father possesses is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At this time, the pressure that Ying Zheng put on Fu Che was even greater than that of Gai Nie Weizhuang or Yan Dan.

Ying Zheng didn't even have any murderous intention.

"Chong!"

The eighth suit was unsheathed at this moment.

Pointed at Ying Zheng.

"Come!"

Ying Zheng said slowly to Fu Che, "Let me see if you have made any progress in this period of time."

Ying Zheng had just finished speaking.

Fu Che moved at this moment.

The speed was extremely fast, and he didn't hold back at all. He tried his best when he came up.

"Chong!"

The two swords meet.

Fu Che held the sword with both hands and struck the head with great force.

Ying Zheng also held swords in both hands, but without moving at all, he took Fu Che's head and beheaded him.

At this moment, the stone slab under Ying Zheng's feet shattered, and powerful internal energy surged in all directions.

"Yes, there is progress."

Ying Zheng spoke slowly.

The power burst out in the next second, and Fu Che was blown away by more than a foot at that moment.

But Ying Zheng just took two steps back.

The next second, Fu Che held the sword in his backhand and attacked again.

For a moment, the fighting spirit was high and the murderous intent was rampant.

"Clang clang..."

The father and son fought continuously.

Suddenly, the entire viewing platform was filled with strong winds and howling, and the floor was in a mess.

After about a cup of tea.

Everything returned to calm.

The eighth suit was still an inch away from Ying Zheng's neck, while Tian Wen was only a millimeter away from Fu Che's throat.

It doesn't seem very far, but the gap is not small.

"Yes, it's improved compared to when I tested your martial arts half a year ago."

Tianwen returned to the scabbard, and Ying Zheng spoke slowly.

"No, we still lose."

Fu Che sighed.

"I have personally taught you martial arts since you were six years old. It has been exactly 12 years now. I know your skills very well. It is not surprising that you lost."

Ying Zheng took Fu Che to the edge of the moon-watching platform and looked at Xianyang City under the full moon.

"Pretty?"

Ying Zheng asked Fu Che.

"It's beautiful."

Fu Che said: "However, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is."

"indeed."

Ying Zheng said: "What did you say to Fusu today?"

Fu Che glanced at his father beside him, and then said, "Didn't Zhang Han's men hear that?"

"They didn't dare come near you."

Ying Zheng said: "Fusu must be worried about the country and the people again, right?"

"Otherwise? My eldest brother is kind, but also very shrewd. To make him worried and uneasy, it must be something serious to a certain extent."

Fu Che said slowly: "Father, sometimes you should listen to your elder brother's opinions."

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed: "What did you say?"

"me."

Fu Che said with a smile on his face: "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"How can you tell lies, and how can you tell the truth?"

Ying Zheng asked.

"The lie is that my father's strategy has been throughout the ages, and it is not something that we, the ministers, can understand and argue against."

Fu Che said: "The truth is, you are getting old and confused. You can't listen to advice. You won't live for a few days anyway. Big brother will win people's hearts. I will seize the army. When you are buried that day, I will protect big brother." If you get the upper hand, whoever jumps back will be killed."

"Bold!"

Ying Zheng suddenly said: "Aren't you afraid that I will give you a glass of poisonous wine?"

Fu Che looked at his father: "If you wanted to kill me, you would have killed me long ago."

"Humph!"

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "That's true. Although Fusu is wise, his methods are not ruthless enough. At least I can rest assured that you are here."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Fu Che suddenly asked his father: "Brother's worries are not unreasonable. You can't help but understand these things."

"There are some things that you and Fusu should not know now."

Ying Zheng said slowly: "But there is one thing you said right."

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"how?"

Su Chen asked: "Which sentence?"

"You must hold on to the army firmly, and you must not let anyone or any force get their hands on our Great Qin warriors!"

Ying Zheng said coldly: "This is the power I have given you."

"Da da da……"

Behind him came the sound of wooden shoes heard by the eunuch.

An eunuch came to Fu Che.

There are two things on the tray in his hand.

"Father, this..."

When Fu Che saw what was in the tray.

No matter how calm he was before, he was a little uneasy now.

"Has the situation gotten so bad?"

Fu Che asked Ying Zheng.

"Not yet, but I may not be able to wait that long."

Ying Zheng said slowly: "You must hold these two things. If that day comes, these two things will be the key to protecting the lives of our country, Zuo, and you two brothers."

Fu Che looked at the things on the tray.

A jade seal.

Just like mutton fat jade.

It is not a jade seal passed down from the country, but it is equally important.

One of the six seals of the Emperor.

And another thing.

But it was a black tiger charm.

A tiger charm that can control the soldiers and horses of the world.

It can be said like this.

Fu Che had the Emperor's Seal and the Tiger Talisman in his hand.

He has the ability to rebel.

And this ability was given by Ying Zheng himself.