Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

In addition, Meng Jin's ability is indeed strong enough, which convinced Yun Zhongzi and the others.

Hearing that another blood sample was going to be drawn, Yun Zhongzi and the others inevitably showed a bitter look on their faces.

Although this bit of blood has no effect on them, plus there are all kinds of precious medicinal diets taken every day.

But the problem is that the mental stress caused by the blood drawing can't be relieved, making them just like mice now.

But after all, Yun Zhongzi and the others still walked over decisively.

Of course, with so many people present, it is impossible for everyone to draw blood.

Except for the first time, they have to give their blood a comprehensive test, and then they will take turns to draw blood.

Anyway, what Meng Jin wants is the aura substance in their blood, as long as it contains aura, anyone will do.

Soon, Yun Neutron and others lined up to contribute three blood samples, and then obediently retreated to the side.

"Palace Master, didn't you just take the blood sample yesterday? Are you going to do some new experiments today? Did you find anything?"

Yun Zhongzi asked with some doubts.

"Just now Champion Hou brought some blood samples. I heard that something similar to spiritual energy was found in it, so I plan to test whether these things are related to spiritual energy."

In addition to being the guinea pigs who contributed blood samples, Yun Zhongzi and the others were also researchers of Guanghan Palace, so Meng Jin naturally would not hide them.

"Substance similar to aura?"

Hearing Meng Jin's words, everyone's breathing became short of breath.

Don't look at how busy they are every day, and have paid so many blood samples, but the actual research has not made any substantial progress.

It's just that they don't know where the aura-like substance that Zhao Che mentioned came from. If they can find the source, their progress will be a big step forward.

"Quick analysis!"

"Palace Master, what do you need our help for?"

"Is the blood sample enough? If it's not enough, I'll take some more. I ate a few more mouthfuls of ginseng yesterday. Now I don't have anything else, just a lot of blood!"

……

When Meng Jin was immersed in research, even Zhao Che forgot.

This is her character, no matter what she takes, she is very serious.

Otherwise, it is impossible for Meng Jin to have such a high achievement in medicine at this age.

Seeing this, Zhao Che didn't bother Meng Jin and the others, but took a look at Ying Zheng.

……

"Father, is it comfortable to live here?"

When Zhao Che found Ying Zheng, he was hiding in his room, wearing shorts and a vest, with a bunch of snacks and drinks on the table.

His eyes were fixed on the computer screen in front of him, his fingers were crackling, and he looked like a modern game nerd.

Seeing Zhao Che coming in, Ying Zheng didn't have time to say hello, he was playing a war strategy game.

For this kind of game, Ying Zheng can be said to be very handy. After all, the games are all virtual, but Ying Zheng really built the Great Qin Empire relying on hard battles one after another.

"Father, after all, you are also the Great Qin Emperor. If outsiders see you like this, I don't know what to say."

Zhao Che couldn't laugh or cry, the current Yingzheng didn't look like an emperor through the ages at all, and he didn't even look like an ancient man at all.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng took the longevity medicine and let go of it. Now his body and appearance are basically fixed, and he has been in the healthiest and most perfect state.

Otherwise, with Yingzheng's current behavior, it is estimated that by the time his bedroom is remodeled, Yingzheng will be highly myopic, and the former general's stomach will probably return.

"There are no outsiders here, and the widow has fought all his life, can't he enjoy himself?"

Ying Zheng curled his lips, grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth, and took a sip of Coke while biting the straw.

"belch!"

"Shu Tan!"

In front of Zhao Che, Ying Zheng didn't need to pay attention to his image. After hiccupping, he looked at the victory interface on the computer screen happily and stopped.

"You can sit wherever you want!"

Ying Zheng greeted casually.

The corner of Zhao Che's mouth twitched. Fortunately, Guanghan Palace was equipped with intelligent cleaning equipment. Otherwise, with Yingzheng's method, there would be no place to stand, let alone sit.

"Father, I have basically completed the design of your bedroom. It will take less than half a month. You can change all the furniture inside. Then you can go back to live!"

"No, there is no need to decorate the bedroom, trouble!"

Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng, who had clamored for Zhao Che to redecorate his bedroom before, actually refused this time without hesitation.

"Father, after all, you are the Great Qin Taishanghuang. How can you live in such a small place? Besides, if you don't go back, they will worry about you!"

Zhao Che tried his best to persuade him.

"What's so good about going back, there are so many people in Xianyang Palace, and the widows usually have food, clothing, housing and transportation, even if they wash and wash, they have to be surrounded by people, it's too troublesome!"

Ying Zheng sighed.

As the emperor, it is natural to always pay attention to his every move. Even though Ying Zheng has stepped down from the position of emperor, all his actions still represent the face of Daqin.

Just like at this time, Yingzheng was dressed in big underpants, vest and flip flops. Whenever this happened in Xianyang Palace, the servants in charge of Yingzheng's internal affairs would have to be dragged to the Caishikou in less than half an hour. The team beheaded.

But during the past few days in Guanghan Palace, Ying Zheng felt the long-lost freedom.

Life, that's how it's comfortable.

Because of this, Yingzheng even came up with the idea of ​​just lying down in Guanghan Palace and forgetting about it.

"Father, although Guanghan Palace is comfortable, you can't live here all the time, right? Isn't Daqin's country not important?"

Zhao Che said with a straight face.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng waved his hands impatiently.

"Okay, okay, I understand, but I have nothing to do, come here to rest for a while, shall I go to the head office?"

Of course Ying Zheng knew that he couldn't stay here forever.

After all, although there are places to eat, drink, and have fun, he is the only one there, and Ying Zheng has no interest in dealing with Yun Zhongzi's Qi refiners.

Besides, the current person in charge of Guanghan Palace is his future daughter-in-law, and Meng Jin would be too embarrassed to see him like this.

"Okay, Dad, you can rest for a few more days, and you can move back when the Xianyang Palace is finished."

Zhao Che raised his forehead, always feeling that Ying Zheng's personality has become more and more out of character since he abdicated.

Compared with the Qin Shihuang who lived through the ages in his memory, the current Yingzheng was nothing like his name except for his name.