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Chapter four hundred and fortieth second only the heart of the heart

Chen Ping's identity is still a small subordinate officer of Tingwei Mansion.

Even though he went deep behind enemy lines and made great military exploits to destroy the Huns, he did not receive any new rewards.

However, this time the officials in the court were shocked, but Qin Feng left a place for him.

As for whether he would sit on it with his butt or his own head, it was a matter of thought.

In the royal court of the Xiongnu, it was raining heavily.

It's the rainy season on the grassland, with continuous heavy rains, and the air is filled with dense water vapor, as if we've arrived in Zeguo.

After Fusu led his army into Xianyang, there was no news from him.

It's hard to tell whether someone is deliberately blocking the news.

The atmosphere in the land of the Huns suddenly became tense.

There are only 50,000 Qin troops stationed here, and the general is still an unknown Wang Li.

Although it is said that his grandfather was the victorious general Wang Jian, and his father was the famous general Wang Ben.

But Wang Li had never led an army before. The reason why he was appointed as a general was because his family background was clean and he was trustworthy.

But in today's situation, simply having a prominent family and being loyal is obviously not enough.

The royal court of the Xiongnu still had a hundred thousand people who controlled the strings, and they were fighting for the Qin Dynasty in the east and west!

Whether it is the land of Donghu, the Dayue clan in the west, or Sushen in the north.

After the Xiongnu were destroyed by the Qin Dynasty and became a vassal state, they were somewhat ready to take action.

It seems that I also want to cut off a piece of meat to share on the grassland occupied by the Xiongnu.

Therefore, after the Xiongnu royal court was rebuilt under the auspices of Fusu and Chen Ping, it has been conquering the east and west for the Qin Dynasty.

Take the spoils of war in exchange for grain, iron pots, salt, and tea from the Central Plains.

Coupled with the continuous flow of Daqin caravans, various materials and resources were continuously transported from the Central Plains area in exchange for the large livestock that could be seen everywhere on the grasslands.

As time passed, the Huns found that their lives were getting better and better.

However, there are always people who are not satisfied with the status quo.

"Get away!"

Chen Ping angrily broke into the Xiongnu palace and kicked over two Xiongnu guards who were blocking him.

However, the guards who were cautious and frightened when they saw him in the past actually made eye contact and wanted to stop him.

Chen Ping was immediately furious and grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist.

At this critical moment, a lazy voice came from the palace:

"You are so brave, how can you stop Mr. Chen Ping?

I’ll reward you with twenty slaps, so do it yourself.”

"promise!"

When the two guards heard Shiqing's voice, they immediately became quiet.

The two people "crackled" their mouths at each other.

This meek scene fell into Chen Ping's eyes, making him feel a chill in his heart.

"Master Chen, come in, the little girl is waiting for you~"

The smooth voice of poetry came from the palace, and Chen Ping's heart sank even more.

He held the hilt of the sword tightly, as if thinking about something.

He looked up at the deep palace and strode forward.

And just when he passed by the two guards, a terrifying murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes!

"Qiang!"

Chen Ping held the hilt of the sword behind his left hand and pulled it out suddenly.

A cold light flashed across the neck of one of the guards, causing a large amount of blood.

When the other guard was stunned, Chen Ping had already kicked him to the ground.

With his iron-fingered right hand, he clenched his fist and smashed his throat.

Chen Ping killed two Huns warriors in an instant!

Blood spattered on his clothes, but his face was still very calm.

"Tap tap tap tap!"

At this moment, two groups of Xiongnu guards suddenly ran out from the shadows on both sides and surrounded Chen Ping.

Chen Ping couldn't help but sneered and said with a face full of joking:

"What? You can't hold it anymore. Do you want to kill me?"

After a long silence, a voice came from the hall:

"How dare you? Mr. Chen, come in."

Chen Ping looked at the unkind-looking guards around him, with a sarcastic look on his face, and strode in.

After all, she is just an ordinary woman who is greedy and insufficient. She has both ends of the spectrum.

Or rely on the dead soldiers that you have painstakingly recruited to directly kill all the officials of the Qin Dynasty, and then build a real royal court of the Huns.

Or just be tied tightly to the chariot of Qin and live a life of mediocrity and happiness, and you can still find peace.

But this kind of wanting and fearing attitude only made Chen Ping feel angry.

waste!

A waste that will only cause trouble for yourself!

Walking into the main hall, a charming woman appeared, with a charming smile and beautiful eyes.

The faint fragrance kept entering Chen Ping's nostrils.

On the couch next to the woman, a child with a bit of Chen Ping's heroic spirit between his brows was sleeping soundly.

Shiqing's eyes were like water, she looked at Chen Ping pitifully, and whispered softly:

"Mr. Chen, you've made your whole body smell of blood. Don't scare me."

Chen Ping looked at the child and frowned slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he took off his coat that was splattered with blood, and then used incense to smoke it before walking up.

"Xin'er?"

"Yeah? Do you like this name?"

The way Shi Qing looks at the child is as tender as water.

Chen Ping's ice-like heart melted a little for a while.

He looked at the child, suppressed his anger, and said unbearably:

"You secretly cultivate dead soldiers, do you really think others won't know?"

Shi Qing glanced at him angrily and said lightly:

"Xin'er is the king of the Xiongnu. He has some guards. It's no big deal."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice gradually became colder:

"Guard? You can decide life or death with just one word. Is this an ordinary guard?

Eight thousand dead soldiers, the number is still expanding.

Most of them are loyal to the old Xiongnu Chanyu. They should have been executed after being caught, but you secretly kept them here!"

Shiqing just patted the child gently and had no intention of answering.

Seeing this, Chen Ping grabbed her collar, pulled her forward suddenly, and growled:

"Do you want to die?! You idiot!"

However, Shi Qing threw herself into his arms and kissed him deeply, just like the first time they were in the tent.

Chen Ping was a little flustered for a moment, but poetic tears flowed down her cheeks and fell on Chen Ping's chin.

The soft and weak choking sound of poetry reached Chen Ping's ears: Junqu Pavilion

"I just...just don't want our children to become Da Qin's puppets for the rest of their lives.

I also don’t want him to be in constant fear of being killed when he grows up.

I...I just want to do what a mother should do, am I wrong?"

Saying that, Shiqing raised her head, caressed Chen Ping's cheek, and said softly:

"Chen Xin, the heart that only seeks the original heart.

Chen Lang, what are your true intentions?"

Chen Ping only felt that his throat was severely blocked and his mouth was full of bitterness.

Before he could say anything, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

"Wang Li, the deputy general of the Huns of the Great Qin Dynasty, enters the palace!"

(Hungry~hungry~hungry~)


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