Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

But now hearing that Wang Jian is a little bit powerless, (acfh) may even fail, everyone can't help but panic.

If Wang Jian is defeated, who else can turn the tide in Daqin?

"Your Majesty, I implore the last general to go for reinforcements!"

Wang Ben couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt down and begged Ying Zheng to allow him to go out.

"General Wang, judging from the current situation, you'd better stay in the capital."

Before Ying Zheng could speak, Li Si took the lead in rejecting Wang Ben.

"The old general is fighting ahead. If he wins, everything will be fine. But if he loses, you are the only remaining general in the Qin Dynasty, and you must stay to protect His Majesty!"

Wang Ben gritted his teeth and retreated silently.

Li Si said well.

If it is a force on the battlefield ahead, then Wang Ben is the only commander who can be alone.

He couldn't move, couldn't move.

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became impetuous.

Many people started whispering.

"What should we do? Will Daqin lose?"

"No... no way? Our Great Qin has been strong for hundreds of years. Could it be that we will lose in the hands of a few youngsters?"

"In the story of the nineteenth prince's victory over Chang'an, didn't Liu Bang rule the world and create a 400-year-old foundation? Doesn't this explain the problem?"

"This……"

Someone mentioned the story of winning Chang'an, which made other people who firmly believed that the Great Qin would win instantly collapsed.

Some people fell to the ground slumped, some people looked up to the sky and sighed, and some people closed their eyes.

Ying Chang'an's storytelling story, so far, everything has come true.

Whether it's Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty, Wu Meiniang in the Zhou Dynasty, or the assassination of Xu Fu.

This little prince, who showed talent like an evildoer, possessed the terrifying power of saying what he said.

He said that Liu Bang created an imperial business and established a 400-year-old foundation. Could it be fake?

this moment.

Many people are desperate.

The most painful thing in life is to know the ending, but still have to work hard to change it.

Is it...

Is the first emperor going to be the king of subjugation?

"Keep your heads up for me!"

A voice full of dragon power resounded in the hall.

All the ministers and officials raised their heads subconsciously, meeting Ying Zheng's deep eyes.

Like the vast ocean, like the stars for thousands of miles!

In Ying Zheng's gaze, there was neither a trace of confusion nor a trace of fear.

"Great Qin Jiangshan, the survivors of Fen VI, the ancestors, the iron bucket poured with blood and tears, will it fall so easily?"

"destiny?"

"Ah!"

"I am the destiny, I am the will of heaven!"

In the end, Yingzheng's unrivaled majesty of the emperor surged out instantly, sweeping the entire hall.

It was as if a dragon roared to the nine heavens, and he was the only one who lifted the sky and shook the earth!

This is the domineering power of an emperor through the ages!

"Your Majesty!"

All the ministers and officials fell to their knees one after another, their voices were loud and powerful.

Their confidence seems to be back some.

but.

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Far from enough!

Ying Zheng raised his eyes.

Pass through the resplendent palace and the wide square in front of the temple.

His gaze seemed to travel through the long river of time and came to Ying Chang'an's courtyard.

He smiled.

Like a father, give everything to his beloved son.

"Zhen, I made a bet with the great Qin Jiangshan and the ancestral land. If I win, the luckiest people are all of you here."

Ying Zheng spoke leisurely, and his voice rumbled through the hall.

All the ministers and officials looked at each other, not quite understanding what Ying Zheng said.

Take Jiangshan Sheji as a bet?

Just play a little big, right?

Who is worthy of the first emperor's trust, who would rather bet on his ancestors' land than accompany him in the ups and downs of six thousand miles?

Ignoring countless doubts and worried eyes.

Ying Zheng smiled lightly.

Looking out of the hall with deep eyes.

perhaps.

The mountains and rivers not far away are already blazing with flames and blood is flowing like rivers.

But Yingzheng's heart was surprisingly calm.

He no longer carries everything on himself, but passes this burden to the future and the next generation.

"Boy, you old man, I lost my life. Don't let me lose everything."

Ying Zheng said secretly in his heart.

"Good news! Good news!"

"Han Xin fought his back and defeated the overlord Xiang Yu's [-] troops!"

Outside the palace, a hurried voice broke the dead silence of the court.

.......

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The good news of victory, like the long-dried land, is waiting for the rain from the sky, instantly nourishing the entire Great Qin Dynasty Hall.

All the ministers and officials walked into the hall Zhang Han in astonishment, as if he still didn't quite understand what happened.

"Good news? Han Xin? Why didn't I know there was such a general in our court?"

"I remembered! Is this Han Xin the soldier~xian in the story of the Nineteenth Prince?"

"Hiss! How did he - appear on the battlefield?"

"I'm more curious about who sent him to the battlefield?"

Han Xin's name is like a blockbuster, even more exciting than the good news from Zhang Han.

They still remember that when they won Chang'an storytelling, they praised Han Xin, saying that he is a contemporary soldier, and his ability is even higher than that of the Great Qin God of War, Wang Jian!

When I first heard this comment, many people scoffed, or even dismissed it.

Who is Wang Jian?

The most important person who helped Great Qin sweep the six kingdoms and rule the world!

For his brilliant achievements, even if he opened the history books and searched all the countries in the Central Plains, there would never be another person who could reach his height.

Ying Chang'an, a bear child, lowered Wang Jian's ability and credit by a notch, and ranked Han Xin, who had never heard of it, ahead of Wang Jian.

No one can believe it, no one dares to believe it.

Unless this brat is really a little fairy, who can really say what he wants.

But reality slapped everyone in the face once again.

Han Xin not only exists in reality, but also saves Daqin from fire and water, and defeats the mighty Overlord of Chu!

Even the most stubborn Confucian scholars have to bite the bullet at this moment, hold their noses, and accept the authenticity of Ying Chang'an's story.

bad boy!

You're right, okay?Are you satisfied?

Liu Bang exists, the King of Chu exists, and Han Xin, the soldier fairy, also exists!

With the story of winning Chang'an, it gradually became a reality.

All the officials and officials in the entire Great Qin Dynasty Hall were severely slapped in the face again.

But this time, they were not just ashamed, but also rejoicing, lucky and joyful.

Because of the existence of Han Xin, Daqin Jiangshan became stable again.

Put another way.

Because of the existence of Han Xin, they did not have to suffer from the war.

Perhaps this is the so-called pain and happiness.

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"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Just as the ministers and officials had their own ghosts, Ying Zheng suddenly burst into a rare burst of hearty laughter.

Everyone looked up in surprise.

Ying Zheng's face was full of red with a smile, the wrinkles on his face were stretched, and even his gray temples miraculously receded to black.

"Okay! Okay! As expected of my son, he has a discerning eye, and dares to think and act!"

Ying Zheng's words made it even more difficult for many people to understand.

Your son?

Who is it?

Isn't it Han Xin who won the battle?

Some people even had their brains wide open, thinking that Ying Zheng secretly accepted Han Xin as his adopted son.

"Everyone, you must be very curious now, why did Han Xin appear on the battlefield?"

Ying Zheng smiled mysteriously, and said softly, "It's all because the nineteenth prince won Chang'an."

"Without this son of mine, there would be no defection of Han Xin, let alone the legendary last stand."

"If you feel lucky, you have not been affected by the flames of war, and you have saved your own and the lives of the whole family."

"Then, remember, who is it that saved Daqin and your lives?"

Voice lags behind.

Ying Zheng got up and left the Zhangtai Hall in stride, leaving only the stunned and bewildered officials.

"Hey, nineteenth prince, nineteenth prince, what kind of person are you?"