Qin Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and instantly, the back of his head felt cold and his back tightened.
He subconsciously dove under the bed.
Unfortunately, a sudden big hand grabbed Destiny's back collar and made him unable to move.
Qin Feng swallowed, turned around with difficulty, tried his best to squeeze out an ugly smile, and said cautiously:
"Your Majesty, you...why are you here?
Why didn't you tell me in advance? I could go and greet you personally.
You see, there’s nothing to eat here, how about you come back later and I cook you something?”
【Oh my god! I'm so mysterious! It's killing me!】
[The First Emperor is walking on tiptoes? Why is there no movement at all? 】
[It’s over, I seem to have been eating and sleeping all day long, and I forgot to tell the First Emperor that I had faked my death.]
【No! You can't sit still and wait for death!】
[I just need to distract the First Emperor’s attention through words, and then choose the opportunity to escape!]
[Heiniu and Tiezhu are my beloved relatives and friends, brothers and sisters! They can’t just ignore death, right?]
Seeing Ying Zheng's tired and expressionless expression, Qin Feng grinned and almost cried.
Why the hell did you chase me here?
It’s hard to escape with wings!
Qin Feng kept calm and did not dare to look directly at Ying Zheng, and said in a trembling voice:
"Your Majesty, do you know?
You have to thank those who have hurt you, because it is them who make you stronger."
Ying Zheng chuckled, silently took out the iron-wrapped "Frostmourne" from his back, and said lightly:
"Okay, I will make you stronger now, thank you is unnecessary!"
"Hiss! It's actually Shuang Zhichengxiang!!!"
"Ouch!"
"Ahhh!"
.........
No one remembers what happened that day.
Because everyone within a kilometer radius was cleared.
Even the accompanying historian was violently kicked out by Hei Niu.
It is said that this is the last thing a good brother can do, and it is also the only trace of tenderness.
Hei Niu and Tiezhu are Qin Feng’s beloved relatives, friends, and brothers.
When faced with the furious First Emperor, he abandoned him without hesitation.
Any hesitation at the slightest moment is irresponsible for the safety of your own life.
It is not known how the First Emperor punished the Marquis of Xianyang when he was so angry.
But later on, a Mr. Hei, who did not want to be named, was recorded in opposition history.
At that time, the screams of the Marquis of Xianyang continued for three days and three nights.
In other words, the Marquis of Xianyang was hung up and beaten for three days and three nights by the great First Emperor.
My voice was hoarse! It was really miserable!
Even the artifact, Frost Cry Chengxiang, was abruptly interrupted!
But Mr. Hei, who did not want to be named, repeatedly emphasized that it was because Xianyang Hou had profound internal strength and extraordinary talent, so he was abruptly broken by it.
Of course, this kind of thing is left to the imagination of later generations of literati and poets.
As for what happened, only the parties involved know.
But the two never mentioned it. They still looked like a king and a minister who complemented each other and had a deep relationship.
He is truly a role model for kings and ministers, and is enviable.
Hei Niu, who was extremely gossipy, wanted to make some innuendo, but was dragged out and flicked thirty times on the spot.
From that moment on, everyone kept their noses and noses in view and acted as if nothing had happened.
Therefore, on the fourth day, Qin Feng was freed from the pillar.
When he was lying on the bed, grinning and arranging military affairs, no one dared to say anything.
As for Ying Zheng, he naturally occupied the magpie's nest and sat on the tiger-skin chair with a golden sword.
Han Xin cupped his hands without squinting and said:
"Your Majesty, General Qin, Baiyue has been fighting civil strife for more than six months. It is conservatively estimated that there have been more than 300,000 casualties.
Just the number of people we have rescued is no less than 200,000."
Qin Feng wanted to move his butt, but accidentally touched the wound, and he grinned in pain.
"Ouch... Um, are the twelve kings still fighting?"
"Yes, there are only six left now."
Before Qin Feng could speak, Ying Zheng suddenly said calmly:
"Stop it, there are enough casualties.
Everything in the world is not the king's land, and the shores of the land are not the king's ministers.
What I want is the entire Baiyue ethnic group, not a bare piece of land."
Qin Feng couldn't help but give a thumbs up and flattered him:
"Your Majesty is truly a great saint!
Well, the general is a little short of money recently. You are so rich, can you lend me a small amount?"
Ying Zheng glanced at him and said coldly:
"You are so thick-skinned, two slaps is not too much, right?"
Qin Feng: "......"
(I! The overdue invincible Xiangzhuzhu! I have to challenge to update every day during the holidays! If I don’t add more, I will be a stinky pig! I will post it as proof!)
