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

How could he not remember this?

At that time, he also had the same question in his mind.

The Great Qin God of War, who has always been vigorous, innocent and upright, suddenly seemed to be a different person overnight.

This doubt has been buried in Ying Zheng's mind for many years.

now.

His youngest son, Ying Chang'an, brought up the matter again, and said that Wang Jian did it on purpose.

This made Ying Zheng even more curious.

next to.

Wang Jian leaned on the wool felt, his eyes opened and closed, his breathing fluctuated with his heartbeat, as if he wanted to merge with the world.

As for the sight around him and the sounds in the distance, it seems that they have nothing to do with this old man.

……

on the high platform.

Ying Changan continued to tell the story.

"Yes, the general has something to hide."

"Qin destroyed the six countries with the most generals."

"The great general wiped out more than half of the country by himself. It is not an exaggeration to describe his contribution as the most important."

"Even, you can change a word."

"Great master!"

"Decades have passed, and the former young general is getting old now."

"The old general is used to seeing life and death, and has seen through human nature."

"He has to find a balance between making contributions and protecting himself."

"Not only for himself, but also for his partner, King Qin."

"'¨When a person's credit reaches the peak, then his brilliance will cover up all those who want to stand out."

"Even if King Qin is confiding in him, what about the others?"

"Those who are jealous, jealous, and want to get ahead, see that there is a rotten old man on the top position, what will they do?"

"The tide of the times will never change because of one person."

"Even the talented and bold King Qin is the same."

"The old general has seen through this, and he also understands what to do."

"For himself, for his family, and even King Qin, the old general made a difficult choice."

"Self-pollution!"

"He wants beauties, fields, houses, and jewelry, all because he wants to splash dirty water on himself."

"Only by becoming the laughing stock of other people's gossip, will people see and forget the aloof Great Qin God of War."

"This matter sounds very simple, but it is so difficult to do it?"

"The world is long, but life is insignificant. When a person lives, he must have a belief."

"For fame, for profit."

"Those who seek profit will do whatever it takes."

"Those who are famous will not hesitate to live or die."

"How important is a person's reputation? How many people are famous and would rather die than be humiliated?"

"Who wants to become a laughing stock in other people's mouths after a brilliant and prominent life?"

"Who would want to randomly draw a mark on a piece of flawless jade that may never be erased?"

(okay) ...

On the outskirts of Xianyang in the afternoon, the sun is gradually setting.

In the vast world, there was silence.

Hundreds of thousands of people in Xianyang were all silent.

Whether it was the children of the rich and powerful, or the officials and officials, they bowed their heads one after another.

Especially those who once laughed at Wang Jian.

At this time, his face felt like he had been slapped several times, and it was burning hot.

Those who go up the mountain laugh at the god who goes down the mountain.

The ridiculous thing is that most of them are not even qualified to go up the mountain.

On the hunting ground.

Ying Zheng, who understood everything, gradually changed the expression on his face.

From shock, to incredible, and finally moved.

At this moment, he already understood Wang Jian's painstaking efforts.

"Old general, why did you sacrifice this far for me? Do you think that Ying Zheng is so narrow-minded that he can't accommodate a Great Qin God of War?"

Ying Zheng's voice was low and hoarse, accompanied by the gentle breeze, echoing in every corner of the surrounding area.

Wang Ben, who always had tears in his eyes, looked at his old father with red eyes.

Only then did he realize how naive he was.

In order not to embarrass his family and His Majesty, his father chose to take everything on himself.

It should be glorious and accept the applause of the whole Great Qin.

But this old man in his dying years quietly retreated to the side, smiling at the splendor of this empire.

058 Wang Jian is furious, this brat is messing with me! (3/10, first order!)

Facing Ying Zheng's responsibility, Wang Jian was a little dumbfounded.

"Your Majesty, the story of the nineteenth prince is really wonderful and touching, but I am really old and don't have so many ideas."

"Your Majesty can't take it seriously."

At the end, Wang Jian couldn't help but glanced at Ying Chang'an on the high platform.

"Ugh!"

"Hiding for so many years, I wanted to leave this world as an ordinary person."

"Is it still not possible?"

"This brat, even if you don't pretend, it's a showdown, can I let the old man fill this cup by himself?"

Wang Jian secretly complained in his heart.

What Ying Changan said was not bad at all.

The reason why he defiles himself like this is to prevent Yingzheng and his family from being embarrassed, and also to make way for the progressive young people in the world.

A bad old man should be content with climbing to the highest point and seeing the best scenery in the world.

The height is not cold.

No matter how beautiful the mountains and rivers are, it is not the way back.

Wang Jian never expected it.

After spending so much effort and hiding it for so many years, it was finally exposed by a brat.

It's time and life.

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian strangely, as if to say, do you think I look like a fool?

The brat who won Chang'an almost ran over and pointed at you and said: Don't argue, that's right, I'm talking about you!

If I can't see such a clear thing, the emperor will abdicate as soon as possible to let the virtuous.

"The old general is so virtuous, Li Si admires him!"

Li Si cupped his hands and bowed solemnly to Wang Jian.

"This."

Wang Jian's whole body was numb, and he stopped pretending to be old-fashioned. He stood up neatly and said, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, you are going to ruin this old man."

"The old general should take it for granted."

Ying Zheng replied bluntly.

"..."

Wang Jian opened his mouth, a little speechless.

But soon, he let go.

Anyway, I will go to Lingnan soon.

Even if I risk my life, I still have to talk about Lingnan and 340 into my Central Plains!

Wang Jian secretly made up his mind.

……

The other side of the platform.

Hearing Wu Meiniang here, she couldn't help but glance at Di Renjie next to her.

Di Pangpang, who was listening with gusto, immediately noticed it, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, the old man will not defile himself."

"You better not."

Wu Meiniang's red lips parted slightly, and a cold and stern voice followed.

"I don't want people in the world to scold me, and I don't want to tolerate my teacher."

she whispered softly.

Hearing these words, Di Renjie's lips moved, and an inexplicable warmth rose in his heart.

After listening to the book of the Nineteenth Prince, His Majesty seems to be different.

Di Renjie looked at Ying Chang'an on the high platform, and smiled gratifiedly.

It seems that there was nothing wrong with this trip to Great Qin.

……

The crisp child's voice echoed in everyone's ears again.

Ying Chang'an, who was sitting on the edge of the high platform, was dangling his white and tender short legs, like a cute baby playing in the world.

"The old general did it."

"He chose to defile himself, for Daqin, for his family, for those progressive youngsters, and for the king of Qin who is so devoted to him."

"In this way, more than ten years have passed."

"The long years, the long river of time flows slowly, and the achievements of the old general have been polished so that they are no longer so brilliant."

"But there will always be someone who will remember him."

"I don't know when, the old general seems to realize that his time is approaching."

"He still has one last wish, which is to help Daqin, no, it should be to help the whole of China, to piece together the last piece of territory."

"That place is called Lingnan."

"Lingnan is sparsely populated, with lofty mountains and miasmas everywhere, and snakes, insects, rats and ants are infested with rats."

"But the vision of the Great Qin God of War is far more acceptable than that."