Ying Zheng looked at Qin Feng with hatred and cursed:
"You brat! See for yourself, even if we go back two thousand years, there is no general like you!
Starting from tomorrow, I will move to Shanglinyuan Palace, and you will have to run ten miles every morning!
Follow me and Fusu to work out together!"
"ah?"
Qin Feng's face suddenly wrinkled up. He felt very painful just hearing these words.
Obviously Jun Wuxi said that since Ying Zheng dared to say this, he must have his own solution.
I don't know whether to use kicking or tickling.
[No, isn’t it said that the First Emperor’s favorite place to live was Wangyi Palace? 】
[Why do you want to run to Shanglinyuan, a place where birds don’t poop now? 】
Qin Feng followed Ying Zheng back to the study with his head drooping.
Ying Zheng took a sip of honey-hot milk, looked at Qin Feng, and said lightly:
"How is it? Is that interesting to me? I'm under tremendous pressure today to grant you a marriage?"
Qin Feng burst into tears of gratitude and said:
"I'm so touched. I'm willing to work as a cow or a horse for Your Majesty to repay His Majesty's great kindness!"
[Hmph! You should have been granted marriage a long time ago, okay? 】
[Your Excellency, the First Emperor, you just don’t have martial ethics! You are always plotting against me, an honest man!]
Ying Zheng was originally very happy with the compliments, but the sudden voice almost made him choke.
Qin Feng still pretended to be concerned:
"Your Majesty, are you okay? Your Majesty, please drink slowly.
Your Majesty, is this milk poisonous? Let me try it for you.
By the way, when will Wei Chen marry Ying Shu? You didn’t even say a date."
Ying Zheng slapped Qin Feng's claws away and snorted softly:
"You still want to get married? Now the Qin Dynasty is in trouble internally and externally. You don't want to share the worries for others, you think about the wedding every day!"
Qin Feng said sarcastically:
"We also want to save food for the palace. I heard that Ying Shu's thieves can eat...
Please calm down, you are the emperor now, please pay attention to your image, okay?"
Ying Zheng leaned on the soft table, raised his index finger, tapped the table lightly, and said calmly:
"Want to get married? Yes!
It doesn't take much to get money for me, it's enough to support the crusade against Baiyue and build a straight road."
Qin Feng's face suddenly fell, and he said sadly:
"Your Majesty, aren't you making things difficult for me?
Who doesn't know that I have the breeze on my sleeves, and I am the most honest person.
On weekdays, I eat whole grains and drink porridge..."
Seeing that Ying Zheng's face looked a little ugly, Qin Feng quickly shut his mouth.
Ying Zheng sneered:
"Okay, don't you have money? Then I will marry Ying Shu to Li You!
He is also a young talent in my country, Da Qin, and he has a way to make money for me!"
Qin Feng suddenly said heartbrokenly:
"Don't! We have something to discuss! Weichen agrees. Isn't it enough to agree?"
[Don’t talk about martial ethics! Is this still the First Emperor I know?]
[You are the emperor of the ages! How will the historian record you if you act like this? 】
Thinking of this, Qin Feng looked at the historian aside.
The historian nodded slightly, spread out the silk, splashed the ink with a brush, and finished it in one go!
Qin Feng stepped forward and took a look, and his blood pressure suddenly soared.
"The First Emperor felt the hardships and sufferings of the people, so he ordered Qin Feng, Marquis of Xianyang, to raise gold and silver to help the people.
However, the Xianyang Monkey has a surly temperament, is irritable and restless, and just wants to get married.
Relying on the power of King Tianwei and patient persuasion, the Xianyang monkey repented.
The First Emperor is truly a divine man!"
Qin Feng was silent for a long time, pointed to the words on the silk, and said in a deep voice:
"Am I a monkey from Xianyang?"
The historian took a look and said proudly:
"Historical records cannot be modified! Let's treat this as a fake word... Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Qin Feng became angry from shame and shoved him down on the spot with a "grandma under the covers".
Then he yelled: "Wing Chun! Ip Man!"
"Cracking!" A series of punches made the historian cry for his father and mother.
After a long time, Qin Feng gasped and stood up from the ground with difficulty.
I'm a little tired from playing.
The historian got up with a bruised nose and swollen face, limped to the history book, and said with a sorry smile:
"If you had taken action earlier, wouldn't Xiaguan have stopped earlier?
Change it, change it now!”
Ying Zheng couldn't laugh or cry for a while, but he still looked at Qin Feng with a tiger face and said:
"I haven't carved my jade seal yet. What words do you think would be better to engrave?"
As he spoke, he placed a piece of extremely exquisite jade on the table.
Qin Feng's eyes widened.
[Isn’t this thing valuable? If the First Emperor stole it and sold it while he was not paying attention, wouldn’t he make a fortune? 】
[By the way, is this the Heshi Bi? The one from the Zhao Kingdom? 】
Ying Zheng snorted coldly:
"If you dare to take advantage of this piece of jade, go to the Jingshi Room to cut it yourself, and then go to the palace with Zhao Gao to serve me!"
"Don't dare! Don't dare!"
Qin Feng immediately gave up the idea, not everyone has the courage of Gao Zige.
Qin Feng thought for a while and said seriously:
"If you receive orders from Heaven, you will live a long and prosperous life!"
As soon as these words came out, Ying Zheng's face suddenly became solemn, he sat upright and nodded heavily.
Sure enough, for Chinese people, no one can refuse these eight characters!
"Very good, who writes it?"
"I wrote!"
For a moment, the air was silent.
Qin Feng and Ying Zheng stared at each other for a long time, and finally looked up to the sky and sighed, saying sadly:
"Your Majesty, don't you even give me this little trust? After all, it was a mistake!"
Ying Zheng comforted him with kind words:
"It's not that I don't trust you, but if I sprinkle some rice on the jade seal, my writing will be better than yours.
Go to Li Si and ask him to carve the jade seal."
Qin Feng responded with a slumped head and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, Ying Zheng did not forget to say:
"You are not allowed to engrave privately! If you let me see your crooked handwriting! I will castrate you!"
"good........"
Qin Feng walked out of the study and realized that it was already noon.
He looked at the cloth bag tied around his waist and prepared to go to Li Si's house to engrave it first.
Although this square jade seal has not yet taken effect, it can only be regarded as an ordinary piece of Heshi Bi.
But if something unexpected happens, it won't be good after all.
Just when Qin Feng was about to go out, he turned left and right and got lost!
Just when he was about to ask for directions, he suddenly saw three big characters.
"Jingshi room?"
Qin Feng rolled his eyes and walked over majestically.
He casually pulled over a young eunuch and said arrogantly:
"Where is Zhao Gao's treasure? Bring it to me."
"Bold! Where did the villain come from! How dare you covet Master Zhao's treasure!"
Qin Feng turned around, grabbed Hu Hai's sleeve, and showed a kind smile:
"Yo! Isn't this my dear Splatoon? Why are you here?"
Hu Hai's mouth dropped, and he almost cried. He quickly begged for mercy:
“Master Zhao’s treasure is on the first shelf on the left!
I didn’t see anything, please let me go!”
Qin Feng looked over and saw a small dried sausage swaying in the wind.