Chaotic Qin

Qin Zichu stared at Ying Zheng with smiling eyes, causing the blush on his ears to gradually recede.

Soon Ying Zheng had sorted out his mood, and when facing Qin Zichu, all that was left in his heart was warmth and peace.

Ying Zheng stepped forward suddenly, ignoring the presence of everyone, hugged Qin Zichu, and buried his face tightly in Qin Zichu's shoulder.

He took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Zhen, I have been hiding a secret and never told you."

Qin Zichu found that Ying Zheng seemed too excited.

He hugged Ying Zheng's body back, rubbed his back for a long time, and finally said: "It's good that you are willing to tell me the truth. But let's find a place where no one is around and talk slowly. You continue to hug him." , everyone in Xianyang Palace should know that you are a coquettish boy."

Ying Zheng's face remained unchanged, and he let out a low "hmm" from his nasal cavity.

He led Qin Zichu and walked back to the courtyard, leaving Zheng Guo and Han Fei to the guards to take care of the courtyard that had been prepared.

Ying Zheng brought Qin Zichu under the withered peach blossom tree, his eyes fell on the residual red all over the ground, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Qin Zichu stood beside him quietly, shoulder to shoulder with Ying Zheng.

His eyes were calm and gentle, and he was completely undisturbed by Ying Zheng's increasingly powerful and oppressive aura.

Ying Zheng suddenly said: "A stranger...he can't smell the fragrance of flowers."

Hearing this, Qin Zichu suddenly stared at Shuangyang and looked at Yingzheng in disbelief.

Ying Zheng nodded, his voice getting deeper and deeper.

He whispered: "I suspected it at the time, and when we took a shower together, I deliberately pressed you with your back facing me against the wall of the barrel to make sure of this matter - you don't have a brown birthmark on your shoulder .”

Qin Zichu frowned, and said inexplicably, "Since you already knew about this matter, why didn't you mention it at the beginning, and instead pushed the matter to the present?"

Ying Zheng exhaled the turbid air in his chest, and his eyes slowly filled with smiles as he looked at Qin Zichu.

He took a few steps forward until he was so close that he could feel each other's breath, then he put his forehead on Qin Zichu's.

Ying Zheng said softly: "I like you, of course you have to have some real feelings for me before you can tell the truth. Otherwise, without the last bit of blood involved, wouldn't you want to leave without a trace and leave me completely behind?" back of my head."

"But what happened back then?" After Qin Zichu received Ying Zheng's affirmative answer, his mind became more and more confused.

"I don't know either. Both Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji are dead. There is no way to continue investigating this matter. What I can be sure of is that you are not a different person." Ying Zheng shook his head, but there was a smile between his brows. A relaxed look.

He sighed and said, "I finally don't have to keep this secret alone anymore. In this way, you can no longer use your father's identity to preach to me."

Qin Zichu recalled that Ying Zhengming knew that he was not his biological father, but watched him get hot, and even preached and spanked him as his father, his face was hot.

But he still wonders about his body, whispering: "Who the hell am I then? This doesn't seem to be my body either — at least not what I looked like when I was 26."

Ying Zheng took Qin Zichu's hand and said calmly, "Whoever he is, it's his honor to carry your soul. The matter is settled, and I will take you to see Zheng Guo."

Qin Zichu blushed and nodded, and was pulled away by Ying Zheng.

As soon as his real identity was exposed, Qin Zichu suddenly felt that his continued living in Xianyang Palace was not justified, and he walked carefully every step of the way.

Ying Zheng looked at Qin Zichu and said with a smile, "This is the first time I've seen you like this?"

"What does it look like?" Qin Zichu was slightly taken aback,

Ying Zheng smiled calmly, but what he said made Qin Zichu's face temperature rise to a new high: "You look shy."

Qin Zichu gritted his teeth and said, "You brat, go back and spank your ass."

Ying Zheng leaned close to Qin Zichu's ear and whispered, "Do you want to be spanked by me on the bed? If you become popular, I might not feel bad for seeing it, but want to bully you even more."

Qin Zichu was completely defeated by Ying Zheng's lower limit. With a red face, he pursed his lips and quietly followed Ying Zheng out of the courtyard.

Ying Zheng suddenly said: "I exposed this matter not only to remind you that you have other feelings for me, but also because you have recently treated me more and more like a child. Not a young boy, don't forget."

Qin Zichu looked at Ying Zheng's calm profile, smiled helplessly, held his palm with his backhand, and walked two steps quickly to keep pace with Ying Zheng.

No matter how interesting the teasing was every time, once he started to fight back, Ying Zheng could still defeat him with just one sentence.

Zheng Guo and Han Fei were placed in a very elegant and comfortable small courtyard, and they sat at the table facing each other.

No matter what kind of humiliation and predicament they had imagined, they never expected that after entering the territory of Qin State, they would be directly tied up and sent to the main hall of Xianyang Palace.

Afterwards, without a single sentence of torture, he threw it directly to Qin Wangsun, who was then directly sent by Qin Wangsun to arrange him in the yard, where he ate, drank and slept well.

"Mr. Zheng Guoxian, what do you mean by Qin Wangsun? You are going to treat us as a corporal, and you can't leave us here!" Han Fei said puzzled.

He is a master of legalism, with a noble background and the experience of being unfairly treated all the time, which has honed him to a very thorough understanding of reality.

Before they were killed, Han Fei had already imagined a series of actions that Qin Wang and Qin Wangsun might make.

But despite all his calculations, he never expected such a scene.

What exactly is Qin Wangsun going to do?

What is the use of supporting them with delicious food and drink without asking for needs in the palace?

Zheng Guo looked at Han Fei and shook his head.

He was also at a loss for the situation in front of him.

The two looked at each other and smiled wryly. Sitting in the courtyard, they seemed to be completely ignored. No one cared what they were doing in the courtyard.

As time went by, they became more and more uneasy.

"What exactly is Mr. Chu going to do? Are they going to lock us up in this small courtyard forever? But the king has already been killed." Zheng Guo nervously picked his fingers.

When Han Fei heard Zheng Guo mentioning his brother, his expression froze and the blood faded from his face.

After a while, he calmed down, and said in a low voice, "Zheng Guoxian, Mr. will be fine. I, I am the son of South Korea. If you want to kill him, you will only kill me."

Zheng Guo looked at Han Fei's pale face, and couldn't help comforting him: "Master Fei is too worried. Since King Qin and Prince Qin didn't do this at the beginning, they shouldn't be like this now."

Han Fei shook his head and said in a low voice: "I, I was raised by South Korea. Although I can't, I can't turn the tide, but I, I won't beg for mercy from the king and grandson of Qin, hoping to survive alone. Besides, what's the use of Qin Where to get me? I am, must die."

At this point, Han Fei and Zheng Guo fell into suffocating silence again.

Han Fei's words were not wrong.

Zheng Guo is a master of water conservancy. Regardless of whether South Korea perishes or not, Qin Guo has long expressed his interest in Zheng Guo. As long as Zheng Guo is willing to show a little surrender, Qin King will be happy.

He doesn't even have to surrender, as long as he honestly continues to do his job according to Qin's requirements, it is enough.

King Qin would not be able to embarrass Zheng Guo, and even force him to die.

But Han Fei was different from Zheng Guo.

He is an authentic Korean son and Ji family blood. Once all the male heirs of the royal family in South Korea are executed by Qin, Han Fei will immediately become the only hope for South Korea to restore the country.

He himself studied under the famous scholar Xun Kuang, and his famous brothers and sisters are all over the world, and he himself has an extremely powerful appeal.

No matter which one of the above two points, it is easy to find a disaster for him.

To make matters worse, Han Fei was actually a very stubborn person, and he didn't know how to overwhelm his brows.

Han Fei couldn't do such a thing as giving up his dignity and persevering in order to survive.

That's why Han Fei was hated by King Han when he was in South Korea, and became a poor man who needed to worry about his life all the time in Qin State.

Zheng Guo and Han Fei sat in the courtyard anxiously, until the blazing sun in the afternoon turned into a warm orange sunset, Qin Zichu and Ying Zheng came hand in hand.

Han Fei opened his mouth and couldn't help but want to mock their late arrival.

But thinking of his own situation, he pursed his lips and fell silent.

"I kept you two waiting for a long time." Qin Zichu bowed his hands to the two with a smile, and sat directly opposite them.

A group of beauties in palace costumes immediately followed Qin Zichu into the courtyard, and quickly organized the dilapidated courtyard into a temporary residence.

"Master Zi Chu wants Zheng Guo to do something, you might as well just tell me." Zheng Guo looked at the beautiful clothes and temples in the courtyard, and there was still something he didn't understand.

Courtesy to people, there must be something to ask for.

Qin Zichu had a plan for him, and what he planned could only be his housekeeping skill in building canals for Zheng Guo.

Qin Zichu didn't immediately answer Zheng Guo's question.

He got up and swayed around the courtyard, and ordered softly: "There are no big trees in the front yard, and the summer sun is blazing, remember to transplant one here. Mr. Zheng Guo and Mr. Fei are both Koreans, remember to replace the utensils that are displayed. It's Korean style, don't let them feel strange."

After explaining these instructions carefully, Qin Zichu walked back and sat down across the street.

He said gently: "Ming people don't speak dark words in front of Ming people. Zi Chu came to see Mr. Zheng Guo this time, hoping that Mr. Zheng can build water canals for thousands of miles of fertile soil in the Daqin Pass, connect the east and the west, and relieve the disease of lack of water. From then on, let the people live and work in peace and contentment, and have ample food and clothing.”

Zheng Guo couldn't help but glanced at Han Fei.

Immediately, he bit his lip and lowered his head without saying a word, facing Qin Zichu's invitation with a negative attitude.

Qin Zichu was not angry at Zheng Guo's attitude.

He still said gently: "Mr. Zheng Guo's talent, Zi Chu has heard about it for a long time. Zi Chu has always wished to see Mr. as soon as possible. Therefore, Zi Chu knows that if you are brought from South Korea to our Qin State, you will be very sad." Maybe he deliberately wasted manpower by taking advantage of the opportunity of building the canal, and he still insisted on not wanting gold, silver, pearls and jade and chose Mr. Zheng. In Zi Chu's heart, Mr. Zheng Guo's talent is incomparable. Hundreds of countries have been destroyed by it in the world, and South Korea is neither the first nor will it be the last. The rise and fall of a country is inevitable, but if you can build a world-famous canal in the hinterland of Guanzhong, which will benefit thousands of years, If you change the plight of the common people without water to cultivate the fields, then your achievements will be passed on forever——Shu Zichu said bluntly, Zichu doesn’t think that such a fatuous and incompetent monarch as King Han is worthy of my husband’s burying his talents.”

"A good bird chooses a tree to live in." Qin Zichu said, continuing in a melancholy and regretful tone, "If Mr. is willing to preside over the construction of the water canal in the hinterland of Guanzhong, this water canal will be crowned from the date of completion. Mister's name."

After Qin Zichu finished speaking, Zheng Guo suddenly raised his head.

He stared at Qin Zichu with wide eyes in disbelief, trying to find traces of lying on his face.

But Qin Zichu still maintained a gentle and polite appearance, and let Zheng Guo watch frankly, as if he didn't care about his offense at all.

"...Master Zichu, are you serious about what you just said?" Zheng Guo's voice trembled obviously.

Obviously, Zheng Guo was moved by the proposal to build a canal named after himself and pass it down through the ages.

Qin Zichu smiled softly, and said gently: "Every word is true, there is absolutely not a single false word in Zichu's mouth."

Zheng Guo looked at Han Fei beside him with concern, and said hesitantly, "Master Chu, please allow me to consider writing the date."

Qin Zichu smiled lightly and said, "The spring plowing has already started. When the wheat is harvested at the end of summer, Mr. Zheng Guo must tell Zichu your answer."

After Qin Zichu finished speaking to Zheng Guo, his eyes fell on Han Fei who had been quietly listening to their conversation.

Qin Zichu had an envious smile on his face.

He knelt in front of Han Fei, kowtowed directly to Han Fei, and said, "Zi Chu has always admired Xun Qing's character and talent, but it's a pity that Zi Chu was hostage in Zhao State, and he was not lucky enough to meet Mr. Xun Kuang who went to Qin State Truth. In order to show respect to Mr. Xun Kuang, since the non-gongzi came to our Daqin this time, Zi Chu will not restrict the actions of the non-gongzi too much, and the non-gongzi can do whatever he wants."

After finishing speaking, before Han Fei could reply, Qin Zichu had already turned around and left the small courtyard with Ying Zheng who hadn't said a word.

Ying Zheng said puzzledly, "Zi Chu obviously admires Han Fei more, but why do you treat him with an unfamiliar face?"

Qin Zichu smiled mysteriously, and said in a low voice, "I'm preparing to boil the eagle so that he can take the initiative to get close to me."