Chapter 346: The Son-in-Law of the Dragon King of the Great Qin Dynasty
When Qin Feng opened his eyes, it was getting late.
Seeing himself being tied up, he suddenly cursed:
"You are rebels against Tiangang! The stupid Black Bull, Tiezhu, and Chen Ping!"
It's a pity that no matter how much he scolds, these three people are unmoved.
It wasn't until he was tired of scolding that Heiniu cautiously stretched out his hand, pointed at his head, and asked:
"Boss, do you have a health bar?"
Qin Feng suddenly laughed angrily:
"It's hairy! Do you have a head on your head? Can I ask this question?"
Tie Zhu pointed to his head and confirmed:
"Is there really no health bar?"
"Really no!"
Seeing this, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and let Qin Feng go.
There is nothing I can do, I am really afraid that he will shoot someone with a crossbow if he disagrees with me!
The night gradually got darker. Chen Ping had a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early, so he went to bed early.
The grunting of black bulls and iron pillars came from outside.
The rising and falling tones are like a teeth-gnashing symphony.
But Qin Feng is a night owl, and he has no choice. In his previous life, he always stayed up late to read novels, leaving behind many bad habits.
Who makes many dog authors, lazy ones, always put off writing updates until midnight?
So even though it was already late at night, Qin Feng was still writing furiously for Daqin Daily.
Just when Qin Feng yawned, looked at the draft in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and was about to go to bed.
Suddenly, a fragrant figure walked in quietly.
Qin Feng couldn't help but frown slightly and said in a deep voice:
"Sister-in-law, please respect yourself!"
Mrs. Yan hummed softly, stretched out her head, got close to the oil lamp, took a look, and said doubtfully:
"What is beauty in the golden urn?"
Qin Feng's face turned a little red, he put away the draft in a panic, and said seriously:
"It's one of the four great classics. Haven't you read it?"
Mrs. Yan glanced at her beautiful eyebrows, shook her head slowly and said:
"I have only heard of "Li", "Music", "Shooting", "Yu", "Book" and "Shu"."
Qin Feng snorted lightly and said disdainfully:
"That one of yours has been out of date a long time ago! It was from the Spring and Autumn Period. Who doesn't know the Four New Classics of the Qin Dynasty today?"
Mr. Yan suddenly became interested and asked:
"What? Tell me?"
Qin Feng clasped his fingers and said seriously:
""Beauty in the Golden Vase", "Monk Dengcao", "Meatballs" and "The Bandit's Journey to the West".
Yan's eyes lit up and he said in surprise:
“I’ve never heard of it, but just hearing the name, I thought it would look good.
Who wrote this? How come I haven’t heard of it before?”
Qin Feng had an enigmatic look on his face:
"Have you read Daqin Daily?"
Mr. Yan nodded:
"I have seen that before the war between the Xiongnu and the Qin Dynasty, trade was prosperous.
Mr. Qin Fu often brings some strange things here, and the novel special issue in Daqin Daily is really interesting!"
Speaking of this, Mrs. Yan suddenly opened her mouth and said in disbelief:
"Could it be that this is also the unparalleled talented woman in the Qin Dynasty who shocked the past and the present?
It is said that he is a direct disciple of the Confucius and is the seat of Confucian orthodoxy.
Did the King of Qin, who wrote countless novels that became popular among thousands of boys, write it like this?"
Qin Feng couldn't help but raise his head and said arrogantly:
"That's right!"
Mrs. Yan looked at the arrogant Qin Feng, rolled her eyes, curled her lips and said:
"Why are you so arrogant here? You didn't write it.
Those who didn’t know better thought that King Qin Raozhu was your wife.”
Qin Feng scratched his head nonchalantly, not intending to meet her in the same way.
The Yan family took advantage of Qin Feng's lack of attention and wanted to grab the manuscript.
As a result, Qin Feng nimbly avoided it.
"Stingy, you're not made of gold. What's wrong?"
"No, this is a masterpiece that shocks the past and the present!"
"Bah! Brag!"
"snort!"
Mrs. Yan sat down on the sofa, holding her chin in her hands, looking at Chen Ping who was sleeping soundly, with a glimmer of light in her eyes.
Qin Feng frowned and said:
"Then shall I go?"
With that said, Qin Feng raised his butt and prepared to leave.
After all, he is not very interested in observing this kind of thing, after all, he is not perverted enough.
But Mrs. Yan actually sighed softly and said sadly:
"No appetite."
"What? Chen Ping even makes you lose your appetite?"
Mrs. Yan glanced at Qin Feng pitifully, rolled her eyes and said:
"Which end are you from? You're going to kill me!
During the day, Mao Dun went to Tou Man with roasted cumin mutton buns.
After Touman ate the baked buns, he probably thought of his deceased Yan family, that is, Moton his mother.
He actually agreed to Modu to guard the territory on the east side of the Xiongnu! Isn’t this just letting the tiger return to the mountain?”
Qin Feng sat on the soft bed again, raised his brows and said:
"Oh? I didn't expect that Old Man Man was quite nostalgic.
But don't worry, it's part of the plan.
Everything is under control, don’t worry.”
Mrs. Yan sighed deeply and said sadly:
"We who are orphans and widowed have nothing to do.
Anyway, my life is in the hands of you and Chen Ping, just do whatever you want.
The little girl is so weak that she can be manipulated by you."
Looking at her green tea look like Lin Daiyu, Qin Feng couldn't bear it.
Although this Yan family is already the mother of a child, she is actually only twenty years old.
Coupled with the daily need to compete for favors, the maintenance is very good.
It's no wonder that Chen Ping took the bait, as if he were a big enemy.
But compared to Ying Shu, she is far behind.
Therefore, it is naturally not very lethal to Qin Feng.
"Okay, okay, stop pretending here.
After the Donghu are eliminated, the battle to destroy the Xiongnu will truly begin!
When the time comes, you will be the queen of the grassland, and this promise is absolutely valid."
Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning:
"You have the final say? The First Emperor didn't even say anything!"
When Qin Feng heard this, he sighed deeply.
He looked up at the white moonlight outside the tent, threw a jade pendant to Yan, and said in a hoarse voice;
"When I was a child, I rode on my father's shoulders to play. When I grew up, I realized that my father bore not only my weight, but also the weight of the country, the country, and the common people."
Mrs. Yan looked at the word "Ying Zheng" on the jade pendant, and then listened to what Qin Feng said, she suddenly took a breath:
"Are you the Prince of Qin?
Young Master Fusu? Young Master Hu Hai? Young Master Gao? Or Young Master General?"
Qin Feng muttered:
"The son-in-law who stepped in the door, can also be called the son-in-law of the Dragon King of Great Qin"
"...."
When Qin Feng saw Yan's silent expression, he was immediately unhappy:
"What do you look like? You look down on your son-in-law, right?"
Have you never heard of "The Strongest Son-in-law in the City"?
Have you never heard of "The Crooked Dragon King"?"
Yanshi said helplessly:
"Okay, okay, you are great, you are great, I believe you."
"Different road non-phase plan!"
Qin Feng snorted lightly and went out of the tent.
As a result, Mr. Yan grabbed him and lowered his voice:
"Don't forget what you promised me! Tie up Chen Ping before leaving!"
Qin Feng was immediately furious and found a rope to tie up Chen Ping in his sleep.
Chen Ping woke up suddenly, but it was too late, so he could only curse in a stern voice:
"Dog Qin Feng! Thank you so much!"
(Hahahaha! There are actually many friends Baidu’s photos of me with black silk. What’s even more outrageous is that someone actually answered it seriously!)
