[Qin] My father's name is Bai Qi

Under Bai Zhong's persuasion, Ying Zheng continued to work tirelessly to help Bai Zhong write his calligraphy... No, he was practicing calligraphy.

After practicing for a while, he found that Ying Zheng's wrist was swollen beyond words. He turned his head and looked at Ying Zheng, who was lying comfortably on the soft couch, holding a scroll of bamboo slips about strange people and strange things, and there was Zhao Gao next to him. Bai Zhong who was fanning and feeding cakes, Ying Zheng suddenly felt that he was not well.

Ying Zheng didn't dare to get angry with Bai Zhong, so he had to cast a hard look at Zhao Gao, that big traitor, and said softly, "Ah Zhong...I suddenly thought of something."

"Huh? What's the matter? Is it a bad thing?" Bai Zhong put down the bamboo slips, and looked at Ying Zheng with bright eyes like water, his exquisite and perfect face was filled with words like "Is there anything unhappy, say it to make me happy" .

Seeing Bai Zhong's appearance of being beaten, Ying Zheng closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and said "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, Xiaobai" in his heart. After repeating it a dozen times, he opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and squeezed. Let out a smile.

#Some people always have to forgive eight hundred times in their hearts before they can talk to him. #

"Ah Zhong, I suddenly realized that I was at a disadvantage." Ying Zheng flicked his wrist desperately and said, "Even if I unify the writing in a few decades, people in the world will not have to suffer from me anymore, but... today I not only I have to continue to suffer, and decades later my suffering will be in vain because of my behavior. Thinking about it, it’s really not worthwhile, sacrificing me for the benefit of the whole world...I’m really a saint.”

Bai Zhong looked at Ying Zheng who was talking to himself, and seemed to be moved by his holy deeds, for a while, he didn't know what expression he should return in order to reflect his feelings truthfully.

#No one told me that Qin Shihuang had such a big brain hole. #

"At least...at least...at least your son doesn't have to suffer the hardships you have suffered." Bai Zhong organized his words and said in a seductive tone: "If you think about it this way, your hard work today is just to let yourself Your child will no longer suffer the hardships you have suffered... Another day, after your wife, Ah Zheng, gives birth to a little Ah Zheng, you can proudly say to him, 'Daddy works so hard, it's all for you', and then you Thinking about it again...Little Ah Zheng was so moved."

"Hmm... this..." Listening to Bai Zhong's description of the bright future, Ying Zheng held his cheeks in both hands, and sighed with yearning: "Ah Zhong, what you said seems to make sense... When I become a father, I must be the best dad in the world. When the time comes, I will buy whatever my little Ah Zheng wants, and I will never let him be like me."

"So, you have to study hard. Come, come! Continue to do your homework!" Bai Zhong put the brush back into Ying Zheng's hands diligently again. Assigning homework is like being beaten with chicken blood. It will be a few pages of big characters at every turn. If there is no Ying Zheng, a small ghostwriter who is good at ghostwriting, when will I have to write it.

In order to comfort Ying Zheng and let Ying Zheng study hard, Bai Zhong thought for a while, and then encouraged him, "So, Ah Zheng, you need to know...you are not studying for others or yourself, but for yourself." Study for your future wife and children." Seeing Ying Zheng looking at him with a puzzled expression, Bai Zhong explained again: "It is for your wife to be able to afford beautiful clothes and jewelry, not for a day. Worry about three meals, and don’t need to look at people’s eyes to live; get what your son wants, and don’t need to gossip about other people’s things.”

"My future wife and children..." Ying Zheng tilted his head and muttered, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Xiaobai...my future wife must be as beautiful and cute as Xiaobai, and then I will buy her a lot of beautiful clothes and jewelry, and dress her up beautifully all day long, so that everyone will be jealous of me. ...I want to have a cute doll with her, if the boy must be like me, if the girl is like...

Ying Zheng slightly shifted his gaze to the side.

Bai Zhong looked blankly at Ying Zheng who suddenly began to giggle "hehe" at him.

#Accidentally descended from Qin Shihuang's uncle generation to Qin Shihuang's son generation, is it swollen? #

In any case, amidst Bai Zhong's coaxing and coaxing, Ying Zheng finally finished both of their homework. After handing in their homework, they just waited for the New Year's Exam and then the New Year's holiday.

There was nothing new in the year-old exam as in previous years, but when Bai Zhong and others took the liberal arts exam and were about to take the riding and archery test, Mr. Zongxue suddenly said that there would be an additional quiz, and this quiz was limited to the nearest winners. The children of the surname clan participated.

In the face of Chiguoguo's behavior of discriminating against children with other surnames, some people are dissatisfied, some are thankful, and some feel...

"Mister must have felt that if I participated, No.1 would definitely be mine, so he specifically asked that only the children of the clan with the surname Ying be allowed to participate." Bai Zhong said confidently, overwhelming everyone present.

Although it's the truth, don't say it in such a shameless tone.

"I don't think so. You haven't noticed these..." Xiong An pointed at the clan disciples surnamed Ying who were preparing for the quiz competition. "The ones selected according to the rules of the competition are all young grandsons who have the right to inherit the throne."

"That's right, I heard from my mother that this... is actually what the king meant." Xiong Qi, who was two years older than Xiong An, came over, lowered his head and said to the two.

"Your Majesty's meaning..." Bai Zhong rubbed his chin, looked at Ying Zheng who was wearing a black uniform, standing calmly and calmly in the field, and recalled that last month, King Zhaoxiang performed a king-level performance for his grandson. About the slap in the face, a strange idea suddenly came to mind.

no no no!impossible!This is not incredible, right?Could it be that this so-called quick-answer contest was created by Grandpa Zeng to make Tom Su's great-grandson slap him in the face?I said grandfather, although it is true that your great-grandson will be the first emperor who unified the six countries in the future, but now he is just an illiterate who has only read a month's book. You are so confident that it is he who slaps people in the face, not others hit him in the face?

[Shut up!It is impossible for His Majesty to be slapped in the face! ]

The system that hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly popped out a sentence in my mind.

Are you so sure that he won't be slapped in the face?Didn't he just lose the sword competition last month?

[I've checked, and in His Majesty's character settings, there is a setting of '[-]% success in face slapping', and a setting of '[-]% not being slapped in the face'. ]

The system tapped the screen swearingly. Of course, it would never tell Bai Zhong that there was a setting in Ying Zheng's profile that he was slapped in the face [-]% by Bai Zhong.

Then I don't believe it!

Bai Zhong snorted coldly, and wanted to refute, when he suddenly saw Gongsun Shu in the field, pointing at Ying Zheng and saying: "Gongsun Zheng, you are so brave, you dare to cheat!"