Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

"Melon, what are you doing up the tree? You come down and we have something to say."

"I don't, you throw the stick in your hand first."

There was a tree in the yard of Zhao Che's house, and he was lying on the branch at this moment.

Under the tree, Meng Yi covered his face, unable to bear to look directly at the scene in front of him.

And Ying Zheng was holding a stick as thick as an arm in his hand, panting heavily and staring at Zhao Che angrily.

Can this not be angry?I am only old this year, before coming to Zhao Che's place, I still wanted to take him back to the palace and take good care of him for a few years.

As a result, when I first met someone, I was cursed and died for a few days. Is this tolerable?
Meng Yi looked at the scene of fatherly kindness and son filial piety in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful in his heart.

"It's over, it's over, I heard what I said just now, your majesty won't kill people to silence you."

He really didn't expect that Zhao Che was so courageous that he dared to curse him to death in front of Ying Zheng.

If this was placed on ordinary people, it would be a serious crime against the Nine Clans.

Even if Zhao Che is a son, Ying Zheng is unlikely to spare him lightly, at least the pain of flesh and blood is inevitable.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. There is nothing wrong with childish words. You are still young, so what you say can't be taken seriously."

After hesitating for a long time, Meng Yi still offered a few words of comfort.

Otherwise, Ying Zheng would be angry, and he would be unlucky too.

"My lord, come down quickly and apologize to your majesty..."

"Gua Counselor, come down, I won't hit you."

Ying Zheng coughed twice, his anger calmed down a little, and he threw the stick in his hand and said to Zhao Che.

"Talk what you say!"

Zhao Che jumped down from the tree when he saw Ying Zheng throwing the stick.

"Old Meng, hold this little bastard down for me."

Hearing Ying Zheng's order, Meng Yi subconsciously grabbed Zhao Che.

"Damn it, old man, you don't count what you say."

"Gua, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you can't go to heaven? Dare to say anything."

Ying Zheng didn't care about that, he took his stick and lashed at Zhao Che.

After a while, there were screams in the yard.

……

"Hiss, you old man, you don't come home for ten years, and you beat your son when you come home. Are you such a father?"

Zhao Che clutched his red and swollen buttocks, and looked at Ying Zheng and Meng Yi with resentment.

When Ying Zheng whipped him just now, he didn't hold back at all, the stick hit him critically.

Meng Yi smiled wryly. He couldn't afford to offend these two, but he didn't dare to disobey Ying Zheng's orders.

"Young master, please apologize to your master. Your Majesty is a wise and powerful man, and he is in the prime of life. Besides, there are immortal masters in the palace who can refine various pills for your majesty. You only need to wait for the immortal master Xu Gong to bring you back from the overseas fairy island." Medicine, Your Majesty can live forever."

"Immortal? Do you believe in this kind of foolish words?"

Zhao Che pursed his lips, stared at Meng Yi with an idiot look and said.

But he didn't notice that Ying Zheng, who was on the side, had already quietly lifted the stick with his right hand.

"Young master, be careful, how can the immortal master be a liar? We have seen the overseas fairy island with our own eyes, and it will definitely not be fake. Besides, the alchemists in the palace are also refining elixir for your majesty. At least it can prolong life for decades."

"Pfft hahaha..."

Hearing this, Zhao Che couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Old Meng, don't tease me, okay? Those magic sticks in the palace can be regarded as pills? I think it's almost poisonous. If Qin Shihuang didn't take those pills, he might live a few more years. If you continue to eat, I promise you won’t survive next year!”

Zhao Che wasn't talking nonsense, the alchemists Qin Shihuang sought out were basically all highly poisonous materials for alchemy.

Things like mercury and sulfur are very common.

These things are inherently highly poisonous, and people in later generations avoid them like snakes and scorpions.

But Ying Zhengfei regards this thing as a treasure and eats it every day.

Taking poison every day, even an iron man can't bear it. No wonder Ying Zheng belched after only living for 50 years.

"Ridiculous, what do you know? The celestial alchemists in the palace are all strange people recruited by the current emperor from all over the world. Don't you know more about alchemy than them?"

Zhao Che was so crazy to die, even if Ying Zheng pampered him, he couldn't suppress his anger at this moment.

This is for the sake of Zhao Che's innocence, and because he has been living alone since he was a child, so smoking a meal is fine.

If it was someone else, beheading would be considered light.

Before, Fusu only contradicted him because of some Confucian scholars, but now they are still suffering in Yunzhong County.

"Oh, feudal superstition kills people."

Seeing that Ying Zheng was angry, Zhao Che wisely chose to shut up.

After all, he was his own father, so what else could he do besides obeying?

Anyway, believe it or not, that's all. I have made all preparations, and when the news of Ying Zheng's death comes next year, they will naturally believe it.

"My lord, it's almost time. Let's hold the coronation ceremony as soon as possible. This time, my husband and I came here on purpose."

Meng Yi changed the topic so that Zhao Che would not say anything outrageous again.

"No hurry, it's still early, just let me show you the preparations I've made over the years."

Zhao Che is going to show his hole cards a little bit first, so as to convince Lao Dad and Lao Meng of his ability.

Therefore, Zhao Che signaled the two to follow him to the backyard.

"Preparation? What preparation?"

"You will know when you see it. This is my whole ten years of hard work."

"ten years?"

Hearing Zhao Che's exclamation, Ying Zheng's heart couldn't help but move.

In retrospect, after I brought Zhao Che back ten years ago, I didn't seem to care much about it.

Apart from occasionally asking Meng Yi to find someone to send some money back for him, there is no news, and he feels a little guilty.

"After taking Che'er back, the widow will definitely make up for this child."

Zhao Che didn't pay attention to Ying Zheng's expression, and opened the door to the backyard on his own.

"Dad, did you see that? These are the hole cards that the boy has accumulated for ten years. When Daqin is overthrown in the future, these are the things we can rely on to survive."

"puff……"

Meng Yi hadn't had time to see the situation in the backyard clearly, when he heard Zhao Che's words, his legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

At this time, he wished that he was in a dream. It wasn't him who came with Ying Zheng today.

"Rebel!"

And Ying Zheng couldn't hold back the prehistoric power in his body, so he stretched out his hand and slapped Zhao Che with a stick.

"Damn it, dad, what are you doing?"

Zhao Che moved faster, dodging Ying Zheng's attack, and then the two of them lost sight of him, and he was gone.

"Gua, come down, I won't take your skin off today and take your surname!"

Ying Zheng was already so angry that he spoke in dialect.