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

People are old and sentimental.

Not to mention the eternal emperor with great compassion.

He glanced at Ying Chang'an, who had red lips and white teeth, and felt a dull pain in his heart.

"If this kid leaves me first..."

thought here.

Ying Zheng couldn't help shivering, not daring to think about it.

The pain of losing a child is heart-piercing!

Even the iron-clad emperor couldn't bear it.

Ying Chang'an was silent and did not speak, and walked straight to Zhu Yuanzhang, when the immature child's voice suddenly sounded.

"Old man, did my story make you sad?"

He tilted his head and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang on his horse.

Zhu Yuanzhang twitched his nose violently and blinked his red eyes.

Tears clouded his vision.

He could only vaguely see a small figure standing in front of him.

"Are you that brat?"

Zhu Yuanzhang gave a rare faint smile.

There was bitterness and regret in that smile.

standard.

You used to be like him too.

Why... how come you are one step ahead of us?

Ying Chang'an didn't answer, and looked around at the two strange young men beside him.

He recognized Li Shimin at a glance.

It's so easy.

Li Shimin gives people the impression that he is rebellious and a bunch of bulls.

By comparison.

Zhao Kuangyin restrained a lot and was quite calm.

"You are Li Shimin?"

Ying Chang'an looked at Li Shimin, his big black eyes rolled around.

"Bear boy, I've seen you."

The corner of Li Shimin's mouth twitched, wishing he could go up and give the brat two big pussies.

"Thanks for the prize, I'm just a little famous, I can't compare to you, I'm famous all over the world."

Ying Changan waved his hand nonchalantly.

But the people around all pursed their lips, and their expressions gradually became strange.

They can hear it.

Winning Chang'an is mocking Li Shimin for killing his brother and forcing his father.

"Bear boy, don't bully people too much!"

Li Shimin was so angry that he trembled all over.

He was ridiculed by Ying Zheng once before, and now he was ridiculed by Ying Chang'an again.

Made!

Are these two guys forming a group to anger me?

"Cough cough~"

Professional peacemaker Zhao Kuangyin smiled slightly: "Everyone, since the war is over, why don't we find a place to have a good chat. Such opportunities are rare."

The other four emperors agreed.

Zhao Kuangyin was a little bit cowardly, but what he said was reasonable.

The five emperors came together.

There has never been such a scene in the Central Plains for thousands of years.

It was an unprecedented meeting.

Not only that.

Millions of Han iron cavalry, each with a banner, fought against the enemy, and killed all the aliens in the Qing Dynasty.

This in itself is a good name spread through the ages.

Such a prosperous age, coupled with such achievements.

It would be a lifelong regret if it didn't come to light.

……

The sun is setting in the western mountains, and the sky is full of sunset glow.

Between mountains and streams.

Tents rose from the ground, stretching for dozens of miles.

The camp was brightly lit, and war cavalry came and went like a shuttle.

In an open space near the mountains and rivers.

The Five Emperors sat around a bonfire.

In front of each emperor, there is a long table with various melons, fruits, snacks, and delicious food and wine.

It's also amazing.

Not long ago.

The Five Kingdoms War is still imminent.

And this moment.

They actually put aside their grievances and talked happily over wine.

There seems to be a sense of sympathy between the words and deeds.

Ying Zheng raised his wine bottle.

The bonfire covered his face with red light.

He said with a smile: "I am very happy today. It is really a great joy in life to have a drink with you all."

Zhu Yuanzhang, Wu Meiniang, Li Shimin, and Zhao Kuangyin toasted together and drank it all in one gulp.

They felt the same way as the First Emperor.

Such a crisp autumn evening.

The five emperors of the Central Plains sat together to drink and talk happily.

The joy and satisfaction in my heart cannot be described in words.

"Speaking of which, we are fortunate to participate in today's grand scene, and we have to lose one person."

Zhao Kuangyin put down the wine bottle and said with a smile.

Everyone looked in the same direction tacitly.

Ying Chang'an sat at the end, reclining in Yaomeier's arms happily, with his mouth wide open, eating the delicacies that Yaomeier delivered to his mouth.

"Humph!"

Wu Meiniang snorted coldly.

The expressions of the others were also quite strange.

"Emperor Shi, I have ruled the world for so many years, and I have never seen anyone who enjoys it more than your son."

Li Shimin complained angrily.

But he didn't think so in his heart.

Made!

This is too much to enjoy!

Lao Tzu has opened his eyes today.

After I go back, I will also find Guanyin's servant girl to try!

"This bastard, alas, I can't say it."

Ying Zheng sighed seriously.

But his expression was full of expansion and showing off.

As if to say: look, look at my son!Even if you don't do anything, you are better than your son!

as predicted.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Li Shimin, Zhao Kuangyin all cast a look of envy and contempt at him at the same time 0 ..

This is really incomparable.

Don't look at this brat like a paralyzed mentally retarded.

But his mouth is worth thousands of troops!

Don't say anything else.

Just proposing the imperial examination system and opening a door to the world's students is enough to become a saint in the world!

world.

How many students will win Changan Fengruoen teacher?

How many students are willing to worship under Chang'an's sect, is it enough to be a servant?

What a lot of fame and influence that is.

In their respective empires, not to mention people of insight, even ordinary people who were illiterate had heard of Ying Chang'an's name.

May I ask which prince today can rival Ying Chang'an?

Think here.

In the atmosphere before the campfire, there was a sour smell.

Jealousy envy hate ah!

"Little baby, there is something we have been wanting to ask you for a long time, can you give us an answer?"

Zhu Yuanzhang changed the subject and looked at Ying Chang'an with fiery eyes.

"Come on, I won't charge you this time."

Ying Chang'an's cheeks were bulging after being fed by Yao Meier, and he muttered.

"..."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face twitched, he didn't care about these things, and continued to ask: "In your story, we saw such a sentence."

He took out the previous manuscript, squinted his eyes, and flipped through it.

Because of his presbyopia, he distanced himself from handwriting.

At last.

He stopped, pointed to a passage in the book, and said:

"In your story, there is a passage that says so."

"The biggest mistake we made was to appoint the eldest son of the crown prince as the grandson of the emperor, who will inherit the throne after a hundred years."