Chaotic Qin

Ying Zheng never had Zhang Li in his memory, so it can be seen that Zhang Li was a man of insight.

He thought to himself, maybe Qin Zichu in the previous life was far from his personality in this life, so he missed Zhang Li because of the chance to meet him, and had to completely depend on Lu Buwei.

But comparing the two, for Yingzheng, Zhangli is much stronger than Lu Buwei.

With years of experience as an emperor, Ying Zheng can tell at a glance that Zhang Li is not a person with a strong desire for power. From the fact that he still feels guilty for the old Lord Ping Yuan, he can see that Zhang Li has a noble character.

As an emperor, one must be as hard-hearted as iron, but as a subject, it is better to be soft-hearted and manage better.

Zhang Li is just right.

The facts are not far from Ying Zheng's guess.

Although Zhang Li has the same ambitions as other Qin men, they all look forward to making contributions, but as a man who has been educated and raised in Qin, it is more in line with his goal to fight on the battlefield and obtain a title.

The status of a counselor is suitable for Zhang Li, but this is not Zhang Li's pursuit, and he never thought of taking advantage of the merits of bringing Qin Zichu back to the country in exchange for benefits, so as to reach the sky in one step.

Zhang Li is indeed a very reliable person.

With a firm mind, Ying Zheng closed his eyes and fell asleep again. His mental head seemed to be no different from an ordinary baby as his body shrunk when he was young, and he often felt sleepy and tired.

Zhang Li watched Ying Zheng fall asleep quickly from Qin Zichu's hand to his own, and couldn't move for a while, fearing to disturb the future king.

It wasn't until Qin Zichu changed his clothes and took the child back into his arms that Zhang Li heaved a sigh of relief.

He smiled wryly and found that his arms and shoulders were all stiff from the same movements just now, but when he turned his head to look at Qin Zichu, he was shocked again.

Zhang Li was surprised to find that Qin Zichu's movements of holding the child were natural and skillful, as if he had never let go of the child all the way, and it was no different from those women who gave birth.

He thought in his heart: Young Master looks graceful and graceful, and he is so skillful in holding the child, no wonder the little hooligan who was tied up outside the door never suspected that Young Master is not a woman.

Zhang Li sighed in his heart, and suddenly remembered Lu Buwei's strangeness.

He was startled, and immediately decided to keep the things he guessed in his stomach for the rest of his life, and he must not say anything about it, otherwise it would damage the son's reputation.

Qin Zichu held Ying Zheng in his arms, seeing his little hands full of meat pits sleeping soundly on his cheeks, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, and his eyes were gentle.

When he spoke to Zhang Li again, he lowered his voice and said, "Sir, shall we leave the village now?"

Zhang Li glanced at the sleeping Ying Zheng, nodded silently, and bowed to open the door.

Qin Zichu was used to being served by others, and he completely accepted his identity. Seeing Zhangli like this, he didn't feel awkward at all, and walked out naturally.

But as soon as he went out and saw many servants, he immediately realized that his identity at this time was pretending to be a woman again.

Qin Zichu lowered his head slightly, pretending to be reserved, and stood outside the door waiting for Zhangli. He didn't follow Zhangli half a step until he appeared, and Zhangli himself supported him into the car.

As soon as he got into the carriage, Qin Zichu heaved a sigh of relief.

"Master, don't you feel comfortable?" Zhang Li asked softly, hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he felt guilty for not being able to create a comfortable environment for Qin Wangsun.

Qin Zichu raised his hand and took off the long hairpin that fixed his hair, shook his head, letting his thick, dark hair fall down to his side in an instant, then said with a light smile, "Mr. It's not easy to get down, and strangers don't care about these external things. It's just that the woman's hair bun pulls her hair tightly, and my scalp hurts, which is very uncomfortable."

"Young Master is really humorous." Zhang Li shook his head with a smile, he thought for a while, and continued, "After half a month's walk, we will be able to leave the Zhao Kingdom, and the sky will be as high as the birds will fly. You don't have to force yourself, just keep doing it. The woman is dressed."

Qin Zichu blinked happily, and the corners of his mouth immediately turned up: "When I'm away from home, sir, call me... Zichu, if you call me 'Master', if someone hears it, it will make you feel sick again."

Zhang Li laughed, and echoed, "Zi Chu doesn't need to say 'Mr.' anymore, just call Zhang Li by his first name."

Ying Zheng was actually not asleep.

After the unification of the six countries, there was an endless stream of people who came to him to assassinate, and Ying Zheng had been forced to wake up immediately if he felt the slightest sign of trouble.

Qin Zichu and Zhang Li kept talking from the house to the carriage, and the voices were not pure, no matter how quiet they were, Ying Zheng just felt tired so he didn't open his eyes to show his sobriety.

Suddenly hearing Qin Zichu's self-proclaimed change from "foreigner" to "Zi Chu", Ying Zheng suddenly sobered up, and was not sure about his guess again.

Could it be that Ying Yiren is the same as me, returning to the beginning of life?

But if this is the case, how stupid is Ying Yiren to have been in front of An Guojun for 20 years, and he was still treated as waste and thrown to Zhao Guo as a proton.

Ying Zheng lay in the rickety carriage, contemptuous in his heart, but another thought rushed into his mind-could it be that Ying Yiren hoped that everything would be the same as the previous life, and that he would continue to sit on the throne of King Qin without any worries, Did nothing change?

No, it's even more impossible.

How dangerous it is not to come as a hostage in advance, just because he would rather die than keep himself, Qin Zichu's purpose will never be simply for the status of the son of the prince of Qin, otherwise he will leave himself and run away has no effect.

……and many more!

Ying Zheng's eyes widened suddenly, his heart shook violently, his intuition was unbelievable - the biggest difference between this time and the previous life was that Qin Zichu would rather die to protect himself.

Could it be that he...? !

"What's wrong with Ah Zheng? His eyes are so wide open? Weren't you still asleep just now? Did you startle from a dream?" Qin Zichu was chatting with Zhangli when he suddenly felt the baby on his lap stiffen, and immediately turned his gaze to Yingzheng. .

Seeing that Ying Zheng was frightened with his eyes wide open, Qin Zichu was very worried, and hurriedly hugged Ying Zheng into his arms and asked softly.

"I'm in a hurry, how can you speak now." Qin Zichu sighed, a slight disappointment slipping through his heart.

┭┮﹏┭┮ It turns out that male gods are also subject to physiological restrictions!

As he spoke, Qin Zichu lightly stroked Ying Zheng's back with his palm, pressed his lips against his forehead, and hummed the soft modern song as a lullaby.

The small body under his hands gradually became soft, and the corners of Qin Zichu's tensed mouth relaxed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhang Li helplessly, and finally remembered the troubles he had encountered before: "Zhang Li, can you find some clean muslin? Ah Zheng is still young, and besides eating and drinking every day, he needs a nurse." , and prepare diapers."

Even though Zhang Li was resourceful and resourceful, when he heard about these things, his mind went blank.

After a long while, Zhang Li finally said: "Who fed the young master before?"

Qin Zichu said embarrassingly: "Lao Ai—that is, the young man who was kidnapped—a woman related to him fed Ah Zheng a meal. It has been more than three hours since now. I am afraid that Ah Zheng will be hungry again. Talk to her about hardware and let her feed Ah Zheng temporarily until you come to find our father and son. What should we do now? This trip is a secret, if we just tell where we are going, I am afraid she will reveal the secret again if she does not follow us."

Zhangli pondered for a moment, and suddenly made an astonishing decision: "Zi Chu, if you believe me, you might as well tie that girl here."

Qin Zichu was startled by Zhang Li's words, and looked at him in surprise.

Zhang Li has already said quickly: "After the first battle between Qin and Zhao, there were not many young and strong men left, and there were even fewer women in the village who did not have a dead husband. A village head came forward and took the initiative to ask the widows in the village to entertain passing caravan men for a night of comfort. They would not be willing to leave their homeland even if they were offered a lot of money, but if they were allowed to remarry..."

Qin Zichu laughed instantly, and said in a low voice, "What a good idea."

The relationship between Lao Ai and that woman is definitely not a secret in the village. If they were kidnapped at the same time, everyone would probably think that the two of them eloped with the caravan instead of being kidnapped by the caravan.

Just as he was talking, the woman who was turned into a red wave with Lao Ai last night hung a wicker basket and pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

"Lao Ai, why are you tied up?!" The woman let out an exclamation, and threw the willow basket on the ground in fright.

Zhang Li made a decisive decision and said directly: "Tie up the adulterer and adulterer, gag the girl, and send them to the car."

Before the woman could struggle, the servants hired by Zhang Li rushed to the woman and tied her into rice dumplings, and threw her directly into the car.

She looked at Qin Zichu and Zhang Li who were sitting in the car in horror, and sobbed and wanted to shout out, but her voice was completely silenced, tears streaming down her face in fright.

"No one will come to save you if you call." Qin Zichu gave the woman a pitiful look, but the words he said shocked him.

He cleared his throat in embarrassment, tried to smile and discussed: "Don't be afraid, as long as you feed my son well, I will not make things difficult for you. When I let you back, I will give you a lot of gold."

The woman was frightened by Qin Zichu's smile and trembled even more, she kept shrinking back, avoiding his sight, as if Qin Zichu was a man-eating monster.

"...and will help you find a husband." Seeing the woman getting more and more troublesome, Zhang Li finally interjected.

Unexpectedly, when the woman's body froze, the tears on her face gradually stopped, and she stopped struggling desperately.

Qin Zichu was more and more convinced of Zhangli, but he still found it strange.

He could only hug Ying Zheng back with a stiff face, and watched his son relieve the depression in his heart depressed.

Ying Zheng opened his puppy-like eyes, and after noticing the loss between Qin Zichu's brows, he said in his heart: It seems that his father doesn't understand the hardships of the life of the untouchables at all.

During the Warring States Period, women without a husband had to pay taxes. How could they keep gold and silver with their own hands? The promise of gold and silver to a woman was far less beneficial than finding a husband for her.

Qin Zichu was too simple.

After the woman calmed down, she came to Qin Zichu's side, and took the initiative to unbutton her skirt to reveal a pair of swollen breasts, allowing Qin Zichu to hold the baby and nurse.

The caravan finally took off.

The carriage was bumping and rumbling on the road, and before it had gone far, the sound of horseshoes that made Qin Zichu nervous suddenly came from not far away.

"Mr. Zhangli, I didn't expect us to meet again." A hearty voice sounded, and Qin Zichu hurriedly covered Ying Zheng's small mouth to keep him from speaking. The father and son huddled in the corner of the carriage.

Zhang Li glanced at Qin Zichu and his son, smiled and got off the carriage.

He bowed and said: "Is there any gain this time?"

"Hey, bad luck, let Qin Wangsun escape, our brothers had to catch Qin Wangsun's wife and Lu Buwei and go back to order." The Zhao soldier who led the team said, walked to the back of the team, and kicked Lu Buwei hard behind him.

Zhang Li looked at Lu Buwei with a smile on his face, and his smile was meaningful.