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

Storytelling last time.

They were unwilling to accept the story of Liu Bang told by Ying Chang'an, let alone believe it.

The local ruffian married the daughter of a rich family, and even counterattacked and became the emperor.

This bloody and outrageous plot caused an uproar at the time.

Can be proven.

It is right to win Chang'an!

Liu Bang appeared, Xiang Yu appeared, and they even almost overthrew the Great Qin Empire!

No one dared to doubt Win Chang'an anymore.

But today.

What they swore and swore in the past has long been forgotten, and once again doubted or even refused to win Chang'an.

They didn't believe that a little boy who won Chang'an could kill Guiguzi and 83 other masters.

The arrival of the Taoist Tianzong seems to be destined to make these doubters feel ashamed, to make them ashamed to face others, and to make them feel ashamed and unable to lift their heads!

On the city floor.

Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, his back straight, and his face quite calm.

Wei (good Zhao's) has fingers hidden in the sleeve robe, shaking slightly, revealing the shock and excitement in his heart at the moment.

"How did this kid do it?"

He murmured to himself, wishing he could return to Xianyang Palace immediately, hold Ying Chang'an in his arms, and rub him crazily.

My own son, you can rub it however you want!

thought here.

Ying Zheng felt a little complacent in his heart, and even raised the angle of his chin.

Look!

He is my son!

The shocking events are far from over.

A terrifying breath came, and dozens of white-haired, hale and hearty old men came to the gate of Xianyang one after another.

"The elders of the Mo family are willing to serve the Nineteenth Prince, please Your Majesty to fulfill it!"

The old and deep voice resounded between the heaven and the earth, making people's hearts sink when they heard it.

"What? Are you old guys willing to go up the mountain?"

Tianzong glanced lightly at the few old men, his bright red lips curled up slightly.

"Oh! You Taoists are not the only ones who have funerals at home."

The great elder of the Mo family sneered.

Taoism and Mohism have been in love and killing each other for thousands of years.

Xianyang city gate.

Nearly a million people heard the words of the great elder of the Mo family, and there was no shock on their expressions, and they seemed surprisingly calm.

Ha ha!

Already used to it!

Our hearts have already become extremely cold in the torment of winning Chang'an!

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Upstairs in Xianyang city.

Many ministers were very excited.

"I didn't expect that even the Mo family would come."

"It seems that what General Han Xin said is probably true."

"God bless me, Daqin. After His Majesty the First Emperor, another genius from heaven appeared."

"Hehe! Heaven is a genius? Are you scolding the nineteenth prince?"

"Exactly! If you look at the mainland of Kyushu, who can compare to the Nineteenth Prince?"

"Yes, yes, yes! The old man made a slip of the tongue, the old man should hit him!"

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, Confucianism, Mohism, Yin-Yang School, and Taoism are the top schools.

And the Mohist school is the most special one among them, and it is also one of the schools of thought that is most hostile to the Great Qin Empire.

The Mohists are good at mechanics and have countless skilled craftsmen.

The uncanny creativity and fantastic props will amaze anyone who sees it.

Even the First Emperor Yingzheng was envious of the Mohist's technology, and had sent people to the Mohist's many times, willing to cooperate with them for a win-win situation.

But the Mohist giant at that time was an extremely stubborn person, unwilling to let go of his hatred with the Great Qin Empire, and even secretly obstructed the process of Great Qin's unification of the world.

The First Emperor Yingzheng loved and hated them, but there was nothing he could do.

The Mohist institution city is located in the vast mountains, and there are countless institutions hidden in it.

If you are not careful, you will die.

It can be said that Yingzheng took great pains to subdue the Mohists, but every time he failed, he could only give up in the end.

But who knows that fate is impermanent.

The thing that I once gave up, the thing I wanted the most, unexpectedly came to me on my own initiative.

"Zhao Gao, no, Prime Minister, you go to the Grand View Garden and invite Xiao Nineteen over."

Ying Zheng couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and couldn't wait to see his son.

With such a dear son, no matter which father he is, he probably cannot be at peace.

The thing that has been dreamed of for a long time has been done by his son.

If you don't become a father, you will never be able to experience that kind of refreshment, and you will never be able to empathize with that kind of pride.

"Wei Chen obeys!"

Li Si agreed very simply, and hurriedly walked down the tower.

Zhao Gao stood beside Ying Zheng silently, looking enviously at Li Si who was running wildly in the city.

This is an honor!

At this moment, the credit for winning Chang'an and his reputation have reached the peak of history.

On the coast of the East China Sea, he became famous in the first battle, killing the legendary Guiguzi, and there were 83 heads of various schools of thought.

This little doll is the real hero of Daqin, worthy of the admiration and admiration of thousands of people.

at this juncture.

Anyone who has a relationship with Ying Chang'an will be remembered by history and will receive the reverence of thousands of people.

As a summoner, Li Si showed his face, and his reputation would increase accordingly.

Zhao Gaobi wants to summon Chang'an anytime!

Even that brat would always torture him to death.

Asking what fame and fortune are in the world, it is a promise of life and death.

At this time.

Not far outside Xianyang City.

One after another, terrifying breaths shot up into the sky.

All kinds of heavenly and human realms, and the powerful masters of the great master realm came one after another.

"Fajia has come here to plead guilty, and is willing to serve the nineteenth prince of the Great Qin Dynasty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

"The military strategist is here to plead guilty, and is willing to serve the nineteenth prince of the Great Qin Dynasty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

"The peasant family is here to plead guilty, and is willing to serve the nineteenth prince of the Great Qin Dynasty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Legalists, farmers, military strategists and other schools of thought, all of them came to the city of Xianyang.

The common people of Xianyang who came to watch the excitement had goosebumps all over their bodies in shock.

Among them, there are many strong people who have practiced, and at this moment, their hearts are broken, and cold sweat is breaking out on their foreheads.

Each of these hundreds of scholars who came from afar is at least at the level of a grand master.

So many strong men, such a profound heritage...

Many people's hearts were pounding, as if they had seen the future.

Daqin generals will come out of the world!

As more and more people come from various schools of thought.

Han Xin had to get up and stand aside to make room for them.

But he wasn't dissatisfied at all, instead he showed a rare happy smile.

Because these schools of thought came here for the same purpose.

That is to serve the nineteenth prince and win Chang'an!

As Ying Chang'an's most loyal subordinate, of course, this is just Han Xin's self-proclaimed, and he certainly hopes that the little master's strength will be as strong as possible.

Only with enough plump wings can he successfully inherit the Great Qin Empire in the future!

"Good! Good!"

The First Emperor Yingzheng's face was full of red, and the sea of ​​blood rolled in his excited body.

A hundred schools of thought!

There are so many strong people, the lowest level is also a grand master!

Among them, there are many strong men who are in the realm of heaven and man.

The power these people erupted was comparable to 20 Great Qin Cavalry!

The world of Kyushu Continent.

The royal army is just one of the representatives of power.

A strong practitioner is another representative of strength.

It is precisely because of this multi-system power that checks and balances each other that it has created a situation where a hundred flowers bloom in the Kyushu Continent.

suddenly.

Not far outside Xianyang City.

A suona sound suddenly sounded inappropriately.

The expressions of many people changed slightly.

Especially those small merchants and hawkers who hold weddings and weddings.

Because the tune of suona is extremely sad, like mourning for someone.

Everyone looked into the distance.

A group of people in sackcloth and filial piety came crying and shouting, there were thousands of people.

The vast expanse of white, the scene is very spectacular.

The great elder of the Mohist school and the Tianzong of the Taoist school watched this scene with cold eyes.

"Tianzong, guess which sect these people belong to?"