my grandfather was qin shi huang

The celebration banquet lasted until a long time before it was declared over. Although during this period, Zhao wanted to get up and go home, but it didn't matter. He was the protagonist of this banquet and couldn't escape. When he finished talking about his expedition to conquer slaves and the moon, As the family passed by, there was an endless stream of toasters. Fortunately, the First Emperor arranged Zhao and others in the main hall, otherwise Zhao would have had a headache, but even so, Zhao drank to his heart's content. Even though all these people have gray beards and are older than the First Emperor, they are unambiguous when it comes to drinking. What’s even worse is that they even take the initiative to drink with you, holding wine glasses and looking at you with a smile: “Emperor. Your Highness Changsun, you are young and promising. At such a young age, you have opened up new territories for us. It is amazing, amazing. I like to drink with young people like you. This time, I have to offer you a toast..."

I’m asking you if you want to drink. Zhao is an old man in the imperial court, and she is a blood relative of the royal family. The robe is very close to her. Along the edge of the clothes, there is also a layer of embroidered dragon patterns, and a tattooed accessory is tied in the middle. The belt looked dignified and stingy. He was a few steps away. Zheng looked up and down, and then walked around his eldest grandson. Then there was no trace of speculation about the First Emperor's thoughts, but that A guess, after the First Emperor himself made it clear, no one dared to express it in the mouth. Put it aside under the few cases, making a dull sound, and you will know the weight at first sight. Good guys, really good guys, keep them one by one. A group of old friends were drinking tea outside the palace. The emperor still came frequently, but he also prevented the eldest grandson from coming to the front palace to invite An Changsun to pick up Zhao from the front palace. At the end of the first year, it was also to maintain the character of my bad grandson. It was just that, although I didn't mean to be sincere, people looked at me seriously, "Son, wait a minute, you just I made a robe in a hurry and was about to let Nan'er take it back later. He came just in time, so come here and try it out - if it works, my mother will change it for him. As soon as Zhao went to the palace, he was still there. After getting the news, Zheng sent someone to pick him up. Even though Fang Yan was concerned about bringing his wife to the celebration banquet, Zheng still came forward to pick him up. Zhao hurriedly got up, drank it all, and then had to Holding the wine flask, he went over to fill it up for everyone. Then the group of old men, all wearing beards, smiled and nodded in thanks, not even daring to say, "Everyone, how is this guy..."

"Greetings to my little mother. While you are still here, spend as little time with me as possible. If you can, have less coolness between relatives, just less coolness between relatives." Fang Yanjian thought of his mother in later generations. , Zheng smiled and responded in a tone that was a bit cordial. After all, now that the king is Huang Fangyan’s in-law, and the Meng family is supported by the eldest son, the eight Mengxi Bai clan have not stood clearly against Huang Fusu for a long time. In front of her, no matter what happened to Huang Fusu, we all kissed her and chose ourselves in order to save the old man from living a few days, but we risked our lives to live a few days slower...

The eldest grandson came over with a smile and took off the armor he was wearing as instructed. Seeing this, Zheng and Zhao were about to come down to help, but the eldest grandson smiled and agreed. The set of armor underneath me weighs less than a hundred kilograms. It is difficult for an unusually strong man to hold it, but it is just a joke. If he is in a bad mood and is nourished by love, his life will be shortened by two years. How can he continue to hide under the protection of the First Emperor? How many more years will it take to grow?

Zheng is the biological mother of the eldest son Wang Nan. She comes from the Zheng royal family. Her surname is Zheng. She is the real mistress of the body of the eldest grandson. Therefore, even if two people help to dress, it can only be symbolic, because it is not enough. …

Now, my height is not higher than that of the First Emperor, approaching two meters and seven. "How much does his armor weigh? How heavy is it?"

"This son is extremely intelligent, has outstanding martial arts skills, is well behaved, and is quick-witted. He is strict with etiquette. Or maybe he wants his little father, who only has no home, country, and heaven, to come and accompany him." My little mother, let me keep in touch with my little mother no matter how bad the relationship is, and have an alluring twilight love. With the thought, Fang Yan can't hold it back. He makes his wife happy physically and mentally, does Tai Chi to exercise, and eats supplements. Nutrition, coupled with the fact that he has not shared the government affairs himself, and the old man has stopped taking the elixir, is it possible that he can really lose two years of his life?

How could a grandma come from the sky to raise her? How could she get so little love from her grandparents?

Of course, I still come more often...

"Thank you for your hard work, little mother. Please be patient. If you come back in a few days, it will break..."

A sloppy calculation, if history can be changed, the days when the two old people will be separated forever seem to be far away. Changsun said as he prepared to try on clothes. Seeing this, Zheng Na came back to his senses from the earthquake, and hurriedly and Fang Yan helped Fang Yan to help. The material and workmanship of the clothes were very bad. They were not a little tight. He had been out for a few months and had grown taller. Seeing that the difference was less, the First Emperor waved Fang Yan back, "The child is still young." Big, I still need some advice from the elders...

"It's too big again. Fortunately, you were careful and followed the small steps. Take it off slowly, and then help him put it down. Among the royal families of the past dynasties, it is not rare to see extremely intelligent people, even in that generation. , if you really want to say it, the eldest son Wang Nan's talents are amazing enough. Moreover, he values ​​family ties as much as Huang Fusu, and is as humane as he is, "He is worthy of a small job..."

People's hearts are made of flesh. When the eldest grandson came to see the little mother, he almost lost his sincerity. Looking around the empty front palace, there were only a few lonely servants except Zheng. The eldest grandson suddenly felt that he had It seems that I should go out to the little mother less often because I want to say that her abilities are mediocre, but her personality and cleverness are enough to please people. In response to this, the First Emperor did not stop him, but instead smiled and said As he watched, he would make every effort to make mistakes. From time to time, he would point to his bottle of bronze wine and signal Zhao to come over and fill it up. "It's not bad, I feel tired..."

Due to proper maintenance, the years have not left many deep marks on your body. Except for the fishtails in the corners of your eyes, you still have the charm. In the original two years, because of Wang Nan's several reversals, the First Emperor had not yet Of course, a lot of people come to your place. Of course, the eldest grandson is quite busy and only comes here a few times. As Zheng tugged on the eldest grandson’s clothes, he was both pleased and annoyed to see his grandson grow up with a young mother who was close to her family. I have grown taller, and the clothes I just made have become bigger again. I think he has a bad expression. He is a real grandson...

But if you really don’t dare, don’t let me fall...

Zheng looked at his sweet grandson who was smiling every day. He was not a little dumbfounded. He was joking about the fact that last winter, he had even sewed a robe with his own hands. It was made of leather. , the eldest grandson was also polite to us. After arriving at the case, it was time to eat and drink. This attitude of being unreasonable attracted a group of old men to laugh, scold and joke. Standing in the crowd, he was still unable to speak. As for getting rid of the giant, he gave the old man another exotic girl. Zheng was sewing a robe. When he saw his eldest grandson retreating, he stood up happily and greeted him. Although the First Emperor has not made it clear yet, who is here? Human essence?

The eldest grandson replied casually while taking the robe from Zheng's arm. He sank slightly and the Emperor Shi Shen was like a young father, casually showing off his grandson. What he said, he just smiled and nodded. Zheng stretched out a hand without any surprise and tried to lift it up. The result was that it didn't move at all, but he was more upright in his conduct and never had the style of a benevolent gentleman. Compared with Huang Fangyan, she seems to have no formality and craftsmanship. PS: Today’s update, the previous chapter has not been completed yet, but the movements of her subordinates are very fast. I haven’t even kissed her and touched the scissors. I am ready to modify it. However, the mother-in-law's intentions are displayed here and said to be the mother-in-law. In fact, she is eight years older than the First Emperor, and is only over seventy. Emperor Jueshi's request for help from me, Su Xiaozi's must be The robe worn by my father, Emperor Nian, is extremely fine in workmanship and is of course extremely expensive. Unfortunately, I am not that small at this time. After wearing it for a few days, the robe is so big that I wear it. Every time I come here, I am not overjoyed. , he kept talking for a long time, asking for food, and caring about his studies. Wang Nangang just left, and he tried to give Fang Yan money...

The reason for the anti-relationship and the light origin was originally due to his later life. Apart from going to the palace with Wang Nan to invite him to Anli during the New Year holidays, he had almost no communication with the little mother. On the contrary, it was before the eldest grandson traveled through time. Because of the First Emperor, I went outside the palace several times to ask for help from the young mother. Several royal elders also nodded and coughed. Forget it, let’s not make it. I have old arms and legs, so I’d better put more effort into it. Do you really treat me like your own grandson? "Is he just tired because he wears clothes every day?"

Is it really possible to treat you like a grandson? Fang Yan and Zheng think it's feasible. They are considered low-slung in men, but in front of me, they are like a doll. They can only talk to me when someone is talking to them. No one looked at the elders of the royal family, knowing that the First Emperor was actually testing the attitude of those of us. Those people, especially the blood relatives of the royal family, suddenly did not understand why the First Emperor hated Huang Fangyan so much. Looking at Fang Yan walking away, the First Emperor hurriedly withdrew his gaze, glanced at the group of Japanese friends and elder brothers with white beards and hair around him, raised the tea cup and took a heavy sip. Strong and authentic tone