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

Ying Chang'an shrugged, and took a big bite of the meat bun.

Mouth full of fragrance.

Ah!

The buns made by Yaomeier are delicious!

"Hahaha, okay, if Mount Tai collapses in front of you and doesn't change color, then I can rest assured that I will hand over my home to you."

Ying Zheng smiled heartily, sat down next to Ying Chang'an, and picked up a bun to eat.

"Well, this steamed stuffed bun is well made, it smells so good! Which daughter-in-law of mine made it?"

He asked with a smile.

"Which of your daughter-in-law has this skill."

Winning Chang An said in a rustling voice.

"Hahaha, you boy is such a good father, I'll try it too."

For some reason, every time he saw Ying Chang'an, Fusu was in a good mood, and sat down to eat steamed stuffed buns unceremoniously.

After a while.

A table of meals was swept away.

"Hiccup~"

The three fathers all burped, bathed in the morning sun, very satisfied.

"so good!"

Ying Zheng said with emotion.

He likes this easy life.

but.

As an emperor through the ages.

He is not entitled to enjoy it, and can only move forward without stopping.

"Don't go if you think it's good, let me go to the battlefield, isn't it the same?"

Ying Chang'an said casually.

Ying Zheng and Fu Su looked at each other, both a little surprised.

Fusu asked: "Nineteenth brother, do you know everything?"

Ying Chang'an gave a blank look with disdain: "Please, as long as you are not blind, you can tell, okay? Don't you two just want to come and say goodbye to me?"

"Hahaha!"

Ying Zheng was very happy. He rubbed Ying Chang'an's black hair carelessly with his big hands, and said with a smile, "Good boy, you are indeed my precious son. Yes, your elder brother and I just came to say goodbye. You stay at home and take care of the house. Things, don't worry about it."

Fu Su also nodded and said: "Yes, nineteenth brother, my father and I have taken care of the outside affairs for you, you don't have to worry about anything."

This is the father, this is the eldest brother.

This is what a family is...

"Why do you two have the same tone as my daughters-in-law?" "?"

Winning Chang'an was a bit dumbfounding.

Those barbarian empires were clearly targeting themselves.

As a result, no one wants to participate in it.

"Silly boy, this shows that you are blessed."

Ying Zheng smiled kindly.

He felt that he had read the right person.

Wu Meiniang, Yao Meier, Lu Zhi, and Shangguan Waner are all sincere to their precious sons.

"Yes, there is no one more blessed than me in the world."

Ying Chang'an rarely refuted, his little face was full of seriousness.

Ying Zheng's smile froze for a moment.

I suddenly felt warm in my heart.

this kid...

He knows everything.

Ugh!

With a son like this, what more could a husband ask for.

"Father, it's getting late."

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Fusu looked up at the sun, leaned over and said.

Ying Zheng stood up and waved his hand, "Let's go!"

Subsequently.

He and Fusu strode towards the door.

"Father, big brother."

Ying Chang'an did not get up to see them off, but sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, looking at Ying Zheng and his son.

The two turned their heads at the same time.

"Safe journey."

Ying Changan said.

Ying Zheng and Fu Su showed a relieved smile at the same time.

Subsequently.

The figures of the two gradually disappeared.

But in the eyes of Ying Chang'an.

Their figures have not dissipated for a long time.

Resolute and stalwart.

They threw their heads and blood, and everything was just for him.

Not only Yingzheng and Fusu.

now.

I don't know how many people from all the countries in the Central Plains are rushing to the same battlefield.

Ying Changan sat quietly on the stone bench.

The breeze picked up.

The pear blossoms are falling, and the scenery is beautiful.

The red-lipped and white-toothed brat's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time.

A head suddenly appeared at the door.

That is Meng Yi.

He sneakily aimed at Ying Chang'an in the courtyard.

"Come in, you're not too young anymore, what are you doing so foolishly?"

Ying Changan sat on the stone bench, motionless, as if talking to the air.

"Hey hey hey!"

Meng Yihan walked in with a smile.

Han Xin also came together.

"Young master, am I afraid of inconvenience?"

Meng Yi scratched his head shyly.

"what does it mean?"

Ying Chang'an was a little puzzled.

"My lord, you are already married. There are so many female relatives in the yard, and there is also an empress. How dare I come in easily?"

Meng Yi smiled naively.

He looks like a tiger head and a tiger brain, but in fact he has a clear mind.

What to do, what not to do, he knows very well.

"You are quite careful."

Ying Chang'an grinned and didn't say anything more.

The art of imperial power.

Never get too close.

He understands this truth, so he has no idea against Meng Yi.

"My lord, the two of us came here specially to bid farewell."

Han Xin's eyes were bright, and he said while cleaning up the leftovers on the stone table.

outside.

He is a soldier who is feared by everyone.

But in this small courtyard.

He just won Chang'an's family.

Housework like tidying up the dishes did not make Han Xin feel any discomfort, on the contrary he felt very honorable.

Not everyone is qualified to clean up the dishes for Ying Changan.

"I know."

Ying Chang'an nodded, watched Han Xin clean up silently, and did not stop him.

"Young master must know all about it. The good and bad of this battle is unpredictable, and I hope you will take care of yourself."

Meng Yi restrained his smile and said solemnly.

A battle of tens of millions of people.

Never before.

How will this war end.

No one can predict.

In the torrent of advancement of this era.

Any individual is small.

No one can guarantee that he can come back alive.

"Don't worry, you guys take care too."

Ying Chang'an still didn't say much, just nodded lightly.

soon.

Han Xin finished packing the dishes.

It's time to leave too.

He and Meng Yi stood side by side in front of Ying Changan.