Daqin: Zulong Asked Me to Be the Prince

"why!"

Ying Zheng didn't notice that his three words were almost spoken from between his teeth.

His eyes are also terrifyingly scary!

"It's very simple, Wang Jian's family can't be the only one in the army!"

Qin Feng didn't notice Ying Zheng's grim face, and said to himself,

"The father and son of the Wang family have already destroyed the three kingdoms of Yan, Zhao and Wei, and the title is already the 18th-level Grand Concubine! If Wang Jian is allowed to destroy the kingdom of Chu again, such a great contribution will definitely be made a prince! But after that, if the father and son of the Wang family re-establish What about merit?"

"At that time, King Qin will be reduced to the embarrassing situation of being sealed."

"In addition, Wang Jian has repeatedly led the army to break the country, and his prestige in the army will be unmatched, and even the Qin army will regard him as the god of war, so as to threaten the king of Qin!"

"There's a saying, it's called Gong Gao Zhenzhu!"

"Therefore, if King Qin wants to maintain the balance of power, he can only choose to use young generals!"

Click!

Involuntarily, Ying Zheng smashed the bamboo cup in his hand!

"Huh? Uncle Yin, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly?"

Qin Feng then looked up at Ying Zheng and said in surprise,

"Let me show you? I've been studying medicine recently, and I have quite a few achievements..."

At this moment, Ying Zheng's face can only be described in four words: gloomy and hideous!

"No, I'm fine..."

Ying Zheng forced a smile, waved his hand, and then stared at Qin Feng and said,

"How did you know these things? Who taught you?!"

At this moment, he suddenly made up his mind, if someone deliberately taught Qin Feng, then he would go to heaven and earth, and he would be brought out and executed!

A person like Qin Feng, who is not in the court or in the people, who can see the fire and understand the psychology of the king, is too scary for him!

If such people were taught in batches, wouldn't Ying Zheng's every move be insightful and used?

Back then, Guiguzi taught a group of disciples, and they engaged in strife in the world. He would never allow that to happen!

Qin Feng shrugged.

"No one taught me, just think about it!"

He looked natural,

"Nothing on weekdays, I like to think about these."

"Besides, I'm just joking! Who knows what the real thoughts are in King Qin's head? Maybe he's thinking about which woman to sleep with today and going to Mrs. Linxing tomorrow!"

"Uncle Yin, don't get too excited. Listen to what I say, and you should be happy."

Ying Zheng: "..."

Tu Yile?

Can I just be a picture! The widow is about to be scared to death by you!

"Oh, yes! I told you today, you must not spread it! The king is going to lose his head!" Qin Feng winked and said, "I treat you as my own, so I'm talking nonsense with you! "

Ying Zheng glared: "...you know what you're talking about!"

so...

If it weren't for your pleasing to the eye, Laozi would have smashed the cup and let the accompanying guards chop you into meat sauce!

"Hey...you have nothing to do nonsense!"

Qin Feng smiled and said,

"We are grasshoppers on a rope. You are reluctant to drop my golden rice bowl, right?"

The profit of brown sugar is definitely not an exaggeration to call it a "golden rice bowl"!

"...you!"

When Ying Zheng saw that he was acting cheap, he was dumbfounded, saying,

"Don't worry! I won't tell you, brat!"

"And a grasshopper on a rope?"

Who are you the grasshopper? The widow is from the King of Qin!

"That's good, that's good, hahaha, come and come, have a bowl of black tea!"

Qin Feng graciously offered black tea and said with a smile,

"Knowing that you have a bad stomach, I added some herbs to you, and the effect is even better."

Ying Zheng's expression moved slightly, and he looked at the teacup, feeling a little moved in his heart.

This kid...is quite attentive.

In that cup, there were indeed a few more fruits and some unnamed Chinese herbal medicines.

It smells like a herbal scent.

"Do you still use medicine? You don't understand pharmacology and use medicine at will, but it will kill people!"

Ying Zheng was a little suspicious.

But in the end, he still decided to trust Qin Feng, brought the cup of black tea to his mouth, and took a sip.

The sweetness is still the same, with a hint of bitterness in the belt. It is the unique taste of herbal medicine, which just solves the tiredness-it doesn't have a unique flavor when you taste it!

"Who do you look down on? Not only do I know how to use medicine, but I'm from a master of medicine and Taoism!"

Qin Feng raised his neck and said proudly,

"The imperial physicians in the palace may not be trusted by me!"

"Uncle Yin, if you don't believe it, why don't you give it a try. I'll give you a pulse?"

When Ying Zheng heard this, he sneered.

"Just blow it up! It's enough to be able to tinker with your shop at a young age, and also the master of medicine?"

He said in disbelief,

"Do you know how many medical books a doctor must memorize and how many patients he must cure to become a great doctor?"

"Without thirty years and no gray beard, who would dare to praise this Haikou? Even Bian Que would not dare! Do you dare?"

There may be a genius in the art of war and strategy, and a natural ability to fight.

But the genius of medicine does not matter, I have never heard of anyone who is born with the ability to heal!

Qin Feng said nonchalantly:

"Of course I dare! I am very talented, and I can top others for ten years a year!"

"Don't believe it, try it!"

He just checked his body, and he is worried that there is no guinea pig! That's why he was so soft and hard, and wanted to treat Uncle Yin as his first guinea pig.

"……Fine!"

Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly, stretched out his palm, and said,

"Take your pulse! If you can't say why, I'll beat you up!"

There's nothing wrong with playing with him.

Ying Zheng enjoyed this kind of getting along very much. There was no intrigue, no intrigue, and the two of them were just chatting and communicating to pass the time.

Qin Feng took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and then caught the pulse of Ying Zheng.

His fingers were extremely stable, without the slightest tremor, just feeling Ying Zheng's pulse.

Qin Feng closed his eyes slightly and took the pulse wholeheartedly.

Ying Zheng, on the other hand, stared at Qin Feng's face by candlelight.

It was a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, with eyebrows and eyes that were somewhat similar to Ah Fang, while those thin lips and ears, as well as the bridge of the nose that stood up, were like himself...

Ying Zheng lost his mind for a moment!

In a trance, he really felt that Qin Feng in front of him was his son!

Everything was such a coincidence, as if it was God's will for him to find this long-lost son again!

If this kid is really the crystallization of him and Ah Fang sixteen years ago... Then, how should he face it? !

Is it to hide his identity and not recognize each other first... Or to confess the relationship and let him be the real eldest son of Qin? !

For a time, Ying Zheng had a lot of thoughts, his heart was chaotic, and his breathing became fast!

"Uncle Yin, breathe well, don't be nervous."

Qin Feng closed his eyes and said softly.

"Oh... oh." Ying Zheng reacted, nodded, and stopped thinking about these things.

All guesses are just guesses!

He needs evidence, hard evidence!

If not, there is no need to think so much.

But if it's true... then the attitude towards this kid will change!

This kid... is much more pleasing to the eye than Fu Su! ! *