[Sword Three] Ancestral Dragon, Longjing Tea?

The king of Chu is dead, and there will be no further disturbances in this battle against Chu.

Longjing returned to Qin Palace with Yingzheng to deal with the government affairs that had accumulated for many days.

"Although Xiang Yan is a bit foolish and loyal, he is indeed a good person." Longjing stroked his chin.

"Thinking about Xiang Yan again?" Ying Zheng was a little dissatisfied, "But once someone dies, what is there to think about?"

"He is a good general!" Longjing was dissatisfied, "He is also a loyal minister."

"That's not my loyal minister and general of Great Qin!" Ying Zheng said loudly.

"But this kind of spirit is worth learning!" Longjing said.

"Baffling!" Ying Zheng snorted coldly.

"Hey, what is this in your hand?" Longjing suddenly rushed over, "A picture of a beauty? Who drew this? It's too abstract! Why is this girl's face longer than a horse's? Her eyes are so small and her mouth is so big. She Did the toad become?"

"I don't know if the toad has changed," Ying Zheng pointed to the other pictures, "Look at these."

Longjing looked at each one with relish: "Emma, ​​this one, this one is good! It can be used as a door god! Emma, ​​this one, why does this girl look so refreshing! Real person It can't be the same as the picture, can it?"

He savored it for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion: "It's either because the painter's hand is disabled, or he looks really miserable. After seeing more than a dozen pictures, the first one, the squinting and big-mouthed toad, looked personal appearance."

"Compared to the ones in this picture, those maids in our palace are all gods!" Long Jing rubbed his chin, "By the way, Ah Zheng, where did all these ugly monsters come from?"

"Some of them are princesses from the other countries, and some are the daughters of our Daqin officials."

Longjing trembled when he heard the words: "Mother, the princess and the ladies have such virtues!!"

"No," Ying Zheng pointed to the first picture, "You don't need to look at the shape of a painting, but you need to look at the spirit. Who told you that you need to look at the shape of a painting?"

"God?" Longjing froze for a moment.

"For example, this one is the princess of Zhao Kingdom. Look, this princess has an oval face, red phoenix eyes, and slightly thick lips..." Ying Zheng was talking, but found that Longjing was looking at him with pity ,"What's wrong?"

"Azheng, tell me, this toad has a melon-shaped face? Uh...couldn't it be a horse-faced face? I've never seen such a slender melon-shaped face..." Longjing said, "Are you sure it's Danfeng eyes or squinting eyes? Can the Danfeng eyes be so small that there is only a thin slit left? Also, you said that the mouth is slightly thick? Uh... This is obviously, obviously a bloody mouth!"

Ying Zheng looked at him strangely: "Why don't you know how to draw local gods? These are all the most beautiful women."

"Pfft..." Longjing choked himself with a mouthful of saliva, and coughed violently for a long time, "Beauty? Oh, these are all beauties? Damn! Damn! This is called a beautiful woman! This is simply ruining people! Damn ! This is called a beauty! She is even more beautiful than Sister Feng!"

"Sister Feng?" Ying Zheng was taken aback, "Where is this beautiful woman?"

"Our village flower." Longjing waved his hand, "I really don't know how to read a picture... By the way, what are you looking at?"

"They asked me to choose a queen." Ying Zheng said, "The former king was at my age, and I'm almost two years old. This is because the former king was a hostage in a foreign country, so he married too late."

Longjing was startled for a moment, and then habitually scolded Lu Buwei: "It's all because of that Lu Buwei, if it wasn't for him, you would have many sons now..."

Ying Zheng's face changed suddenly when he heard that, but fortunately, when he was about to get angry, Longjing reacted: "But it's okay, you are only 22 years old now, marrying a wife too early is not good for your health."

"It's not good for your health?" Ying Zheng didn't expect Longjing to say that, so he was stunned for a moment.

As a magician, in a world where there are no girls, Longjing and his magician companions gradually came to the following point of view: people who have women too early are prone to impotence - easy to die early, I have never heard of it. That one drop of essence and ten drops of blood?

Longjing immediately brought out his rich theoretical knowledge, and Ying Zheng was angry and funny when he heard it.In the end, there was even a rhetoric: "Later marriage and later childbearing are correct. How many of those who marry early and have children can live a long life?"

The theory that Ying Zheng told him sounded extremely strange, but what he really cared about was only one thing: "Will you be angry if I establish a queen?"

Longjing looked at him strangely: "Why should I be angry? By the way, let me say yes first, I don't like the 'beauty' in this portrait, my daughter-in-law, I have to find it myself."

"What? Are you looking for... for your wife?" Ying Zheng couldn't help raising his voice, "Are you still saying you're not angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Longjing looked at him strangely, "It's a matter of course for a man to get married and a woman to get married. I'm not an unreasonable person, but your reaction... Could it be— —”

"Ah!" He suddenly realized, and looked at Ying Zheng, "Could it be that in your heart..."

Ying Zheng's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but look at him: "What is it actually?"

"Actually, like me, you think the woman in this painting is too ugly?"

Yingzheng's anticipation was shattered by Longjing's incomprehensible words...

"You don't think about other reasons besides this?" He was a little frustrated.

"Then what's the reason?" Longjing replied carelessly.

"For example, do I like you?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Ah, ah, I like you too," Longjing waved his hand, "The problem is, our liking doesn't affect us getting married and having children."

Although he already understood what he liked, Ying Zheng was still very unwilling: "Why?"

"Nonsense, I raised you as my son..." Longjing spoke halfway, and immediately covered his mouth, looked up at Ying Zheng who was full of anger, and immediately decided that the 36 tricks would be the best, and he secretly tried his best, "Haha Haha, hahaha, what did I say just now? The weather is not bad today, right... Well, I just remembered something urgent, bye bye bye!"

"You!" Ying Zheng wanted to catch him, but he was a step too late. Long Jing rushed out of the room, and Ying Zheng couldn't help shouting, "Stop!"

Longjing rushed out and turned around: "It's not good to be angry, it's not good for your health, that, you continue to look at the pictures of beauties, continue to look at..."

He flew out without looking back...

The commotion between the two of them was quite loud, Yu Muliang was the first to rush out, and the rest of the servants stood behind him sparsely: "Your Majesty?"

"It's okay," Ying Zheng's face was almost distorted, "Get down for me."

Yu Muliang understood at a glance that the King of Time was having a fight with that person, and he didn't dare to care about it.Immediately motioning for people to go down, he lightly brought a pot of warm wine over, and then retreated.

There was no one in the bedroom anymore, Ying Zheng looked at the fruit stones left by Longjing, and his face became even more ugly: "Raise me as a son?"

Sure enough, he usually dotes on him too much?The idea is so absurd and lawless!

Long Jing was sitting habitually on the roof of Lu Buwei's former study at the moment: "It's terrible, it's terrible! Ah Zheng's narrow-mindedness must be angry, why did I accidentally tell the truth!"

Long Jing felt even worse when he thought of Ying Zheng's cheap father winning against another person: "It's over, why don't I run for my life, it's not good if Ah Zheng remembers to hate me... But, I do treat him as my son Raised."

Long Jing carefully recalled his daily life with Ying Zheng, trying to find some convincing evidence.Unexpectedly, after looking around, he was dejected: "Why does it seem that I was raised as a son? This must be an illusion!"

"Haunted!" A voice came from the mansion, "It seems that someone in the sky is talking, isn't it..."

"Shut up, shut up! We can't hear anything, can't hear anything." A female voice said, "God bless Haotian, please don't be..."

Longjing realized that he had disturbed the people in the house, so he could only get up, but——

"Where should I go?" He suddenly discovered that in the city of Xianyang in Nuoda, the only places he was most familiar with were the roof of Lu Buwei's study and Yingzheng's bedroom...

作者有话要说：D-调扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2015-07-0217:07:01

Thank you dear D-tone.

Well, I am going to do another update tonight.Do you agree?