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

Everyone knows that Daqin has a little fairy named Ying Chang'an.

Shen Wansan was worried that this issue of "Quotations from Chang'an" was completely different from the stories people expected, and it could even be said to ruin their expectations.

Thus.

Wouldn't winning Chang'an's reputation be backlashed?

Then he, a great businessman of the Ming Dynasty who made his fortune by winning Chang'an, is he afraid that he will lose all his money?

To post or not to post, this is a gamble!

I don't know how long I thought about it 0 ..

The confusion in Shen Wansan's eyes gradually dissipated, he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Say!"

On the turret of the palace.

After listening to the story, Ying Zheng turned around and said with a smile: "Meng Tian, ​​it's not easy for you to come back, why don't you come with me to see that kid?"

"The old minister can't ask for it!"

Meng Tian was overjoyed immediately, and nodded in agreement without hesitation.

He has been guarding Jiuyuan for more than ten years, rarely returns to Xianyang City, and has never met the little prince Ying Chang'an.

This time is just an opportunity to get to know each other well.

"Let's go."

Ying Zheng smiled lightly, and walked down the turret leisurely.

At noon in winter, the sun is very bright.

The pear trees in the Grand View Garden cut the sunlight into pieces, and they fell in the courtyard, which is very beautiful.

Ying Changan was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, enjoying his meal.

"Young master, slow down."

Yao Meier, who was sitting next to her, watched Ying Changan gulp down the food she cooked, and her heart was as sweet as drinking honey.

In order to cook meals that fit Ying Chang'an's taste, she put in a lot of effort and consulted many people.

Back then, the incomparably noble ghost and demon concubine, who could fascinate thousands of people to death, has now become Ying Chang'an's exclusive little cook.

If the crimson of Killing Realm saw this scene, her jaw would drop to the ground in surprise.

"Ling'er, you've gotten better at your skills recently."

Ying Chang'an took out the little head buried in the mouth of the bowl, the mouth was bulging, and there were still a few grains of rice attached to the little cheek.

Yaomei'er covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, pinching the rice grains that Ying Chang'an had in her hands.

Followed by.

In front of Ying Chang'an, she put all those rice grains into her mouth, and gave Ying Chang'an a provocative look.

hiss!

Ying Chang'an shuddered all over, ignored Yao Meier, and began to eat food.

As the saying goes, the sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest.

Just after eating, Meng Yi hurried over and said with a smile: "My lord, are you looking for me?"

"I said Meng Yi, why are you laughing so cheaply?"

Ying Chang'an felt a little uncomfortable.

I remember that when I first dealt with Meng Yi, this person was always serious.

What happened today?

The smile on Meng Yi's face froze at 5.7, and he said in frustration: "Don't you always say that I have lumps? I just want to change my style to make you happy."

As the saying goes, cannibals have short mouths and soft hands.

Ever since he got the sun-shattering gun, Meng Yi had completely let himself go, and followed Chang'an with all his heart.

He didn't have a sullen face all day long, and he felt that it was quite relaxing.

"Is that still my fault?"

Ying Chang'an shrugged, didn't say anything more, took out the Yanling chain mail from the room, and threw it to Meng Yi casually.

"Put it on and let me see."

Meng Yi hurriedly caught it with both hands, and his pupils shrank immediately.

Although he didn't know what it was, he guessed it must be a good thing.

"Good Le!"

Meng Yi grinned, and suddenly became excited. In winter, he was shirtless on the spot and put on the Yanling chain mail on his body.

Not to mention, it fits well.

It completely blocked Meng Yi's healthy body.

"Young master, this thing is really strong!"

Meng Yi couldn't help jumping up and down, and there was a "crash" sound on his body.

But he didn't know.

at this time.

The gate of the Grand View Garden.

An angry gaze was staring at him.

Standing at the door, Meng Tian saw his brother shirtless, bouncing and jumping like a monkey, and was about to explode on the spot.

Unfortunately for the family! .

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Standing at the gate of the Grand View Garden, Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing.

He had never seen Meng Yi so cheerful.

"His Majesty."

Meng Tian bowed and saluted.

"Go."

Ying Zheng nodded.

Subsequently.

Meng Tian came to the courtyard with big strides, and kicked Meng Yi's ass up.

"Ow!"

Meng Yi was kicked directly to the ground and fell to the ground.

"Which bastard?"

He got up and cursed when he turned around.

With a dark face, Meng Tian glared at Meng Yi viciously.

"Big...Brother!? When did you come back?"

Meng Yi was so frightened that he stuttered.

"If the old man doesn't come back again, your tail will be up to the sky! You dare to be shirtless in the residence of the nineteenth prince and desecrate the royal family. Can you bear the crime?"

Meng Tian pointed at his younger brother's nose and scolded him severely.

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"I……"

Meng Yi was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

"Old man, who are you? He's my younger brother, kicking him like this in front of me, how can you not win Chang'an face for me?"

A clear and clear child's voice sounded, Ying Chang'an put his arms around his hips, and glared at Meng Tian angrily.

It's fierce.

Yao Meier stepped back early, looking at the courtyard with a playful smile.

The servants should not get involved in matters between big men.

"Prince Nineteen, forgive me, veteran Meng Tian, ​​I have met His Highness!"

Meng Tian was quite considerate in etiquette, and he didn't feel that Ying Chang'an was a baby, so he felt neglected.

This is the Imperial Gemini!

If it is said that Wang Jian is a master of ingenuity, his epee has no edge.

Then Mengtian 02 is more like the fire in the alchemy furnace, which can burn everything in the world, and only the alchemy furnace can subdue him.

And the alchemy furnace of the Great Qin Empire is Yingzheng, the royal family.

Meng Tian is only loyal to Ying Zheng, and even more loyal to his descendants.

"Meng Tian? Aren't you in Jiuyuan? How is my elder brother? Is he doing well?"

Ying Chang'an widened his eyes and asked a series of questions.

"Prince Lao Nineteen is concerned. The eldest son is doing well. He is darker and thinner, but he is more energetic than before."

Meng Tian's tone was much calmer.

He was moved.

He saw a kind of warmth in Ying Chang'an.

Brotherly love!

Meng Tian and Meng Yi also share this feeling.

"I can rest assured that."

Ying Chang'an nodded, mature like a little adult.

Meng Tian secretly marveled in his heart.

The behavior of this little doll is indeed different from ordinary people, intelligent and exquisite.

His talent is probably higher than that of the eldest son.

Ugh!

If he hadn't been so young, maybe he could really bear the burden of the Great Qin Empire.

"Boy, Meng Tian is my brother, so he can be regarded as your uncle."

Ying Zheng walked over with a kind smile on his face, but his tone was very serious:

"The Meng family is full of loyalty. When you become emperor in the future, you must treat them well."

Ying Chang'an sighed: "Father, can you not mention this matter? When I think of becoming emperor, I can't breathe."

Meng Tian was even more surprised, and asked: "What? Doesn't the Nineteenth Prince not want to rule the world?"

He felt incredible.

There are still people in this world who don't want to be emperor?

"What's so good about being an emperor? You have to deal with all kinds of affairs all day long, and you are still being watched by those censors like criminals. You are not free at all."

Win Chang'an nunuzui.

"Do you think the throne of the Great Qin Empire is a Chinese cabbage on the street? Is there enough room for you to agree?"

Ying Zheng rubbed Ying Chang'an's head carelessly, then shook his head angrily and laughing.

"Oh, father, don't rub my head, if you rub it again, I won't grow taller."