Daqin: Zulong Asked Me to Be the Prince

Although there is only a difference in pronunciation between Ying and Yin, their meanings are completely different!

Zhao Gao was just joking when he said so.

Even if he was made to think about it 10,000 times, he would not think "Yin Zhengwen" over the word "Ying Zheng".

"If the woman said so, then this kid is really bluffing!"

Yan Le gritted his teeth and said,

"What a stubby! He actually played me twice in a row!"

"This time, I must smash him to pieces!"

As far as Qin Feng's humiliation and beatings against him, Yan Le now thinks of his face, and only feels a monstrous fire in his heart!

He wants to rush to the government ya jail now and tear Qin Feng to pieces!

"No, don't kill him, it's still useful for me to keep him."

Zhao Gao shook his head and said,

"Your Majesty loves brown sugar glutinous rice cakes very much now. I have calculated that he eats about fifteen a day now!"

"If you kill Qin Feng, the king wants to eat brown sugar glutinous rice cakes again. Where can you buy them? What do you do?"

Yan Le was slightly taken aback.

"Then why don't you want me to shake hands with him to make peace!" he said indignantly, "I can't do it! Unless I make him crippled and relieve my hatred!"

The revenge of the humiliation and beating, he must avenge it! Otherwise, there will be a pimple in my heart, and I can't let it go!

"Yes, to make him crippled."

Zhao Gao said lightly,

"Since he is unwilling to submit, then we will use some means to make him submit."

"I'll say hello to the government office later, delete the record of this kid in prison, and then you can take him away at night."

"At that time, you can imprison him underground in your own house, and you can torture him as you wish. It's best to make him crippled and incapacitate."

"But there's one thing - he can't lose the ability to make brown sugar, that's the key."

"What I want is a brown sugar slave who can't do anything other than make brown sugar."

"do you understand?"

Yan Le was shocked.

A woman, indeed a woman!

Hot as always!

Turn Qin Feng into a crippled, let him drag his crippled body all his life, and make brown sugar for himself to beg for his life?

Thinking of that picture, Yan Le felt comfortable all over, and the trace of unhappiness disappeared instantly.

This is definitely more relieved than killing Qin Feng directly!

Cool, so cool!

"Just as the woman said!"

Yan Le said respectfully.

"Go, take this with you, and use my name to tell the head of the government office, and let him do it for convenience."

Zhao Gao wrote a piece of bamboo at random and said,

"Don't disturb Xianyang Ling, he doesn't need to deal with this trivial matter."

"When doing errands at night, don't make too much noise, be unaware and be cautious! Do you know?"

Yan Le nodded heavily.

"Wei! Obey the wife's orders!"

He gathered up the bamboo pieces and saluted respectfully before turning around and leaving.

And Zhao Gao, after explaining everything, his mind relaxed.

"Yin Zhengwen... such a strange name."

He repeated it over and over again, and suddenly felt as if there was something wrong, but he couldn't tell.

After thinking about it, he simply gave up, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The maid next to him hurriedly incense and repelled mosquitoes for him...

...

The government office is in the prison, above the building prison.

"Qin Feng, it's time to eat!"

The jailer was outside the cell door and handed in a lunch full of meat and vegetables through the cell door.

"It's work."

Qin Feng sat cross-legged on the stone kang and responded with closed eyes.

The jailer stared at him for a while, then looked at the whole room, and seeing that nothing was out of the ordinary, he turned and left and went down the steps.

In the cell, it was silent for a moment.

Qin Feng got up and picked up the food, and threw it into his mouth without looking at what it was.

These days, King Qin ate something similar to pig food, not to mention the prison food in the prison. He swallowed it whole, just for food and clothing.

"It was a hard night..."

Qin Feng was eating while looking at the two windows on both sides of his head, showing a slight smile.

Between the two small windows, the three rocks remained motionless.

But if you look closely, you can find that there are some deeper cracks around the rock.

This is Qin Feng's masterpiece last night!

During the Warring States Period, the wall-building technology was not yet perfect, basically, the city walls were built with fired lime mortar mixed with yellow clay.

The same is true for prisons, but the labor in prisons is one grade lower than that of city walls.

As a result, the rock is indeed very hard, but the gap between the stones is pressed by weight, not glued!

Cut through the gap, and he can easily take down the masonry!

Fortunately, the specifications of these three rocks are relatively neat, not a strange fit, which makes it easier for him to cut the gap and take it out!

Relying on the sharpness and wear resistance of non-attacks, now, he has managed two of the three rocks!

Only the last piece is left, and after getting through, he can break free from the cage!

But now it's daytime, and the guards won't doze off. He doesn't dare to make a noise, and he doesn't dare to be too self-absorbed.

After all, no one is looking out for him. If a jailer suddenly comes up to check and sees him with a sword resting on the wall, wouldn’t that be a complete idiot?

So, he knew to wait.

But Qin Feng didn't want to wait any longer.

One more minute in here, and one more danger for him.

The next time Yan Le comes again, it may be to take his life!

Therefore...he decided to go out and take a gamble!

This is the only chance to escape!

"What a chisel!"

Qin Feng leaned against the edge of the wall, transformed his non-attack into a sword form, and then carefully stabbed it towards the edge of the rock.

The sand fell off little by little, making a rustling sound.

Qin Feng was completely focused, he not only had to control the non-attack cutting gap, but also listened to the sound with his ears.

Upstairs, he is not the only prisoner!

Therefore, the guards' movements are still frequent.

Therefore, he had to stop as soon as he heard the sound of footsteps, hide the non-attack behind him, and convert it into a belt with his eyes closed.

When the sound stopped, he repeated the previous action!

Undoubtedly, this greatly affects efficiency! He can chisel off two rocks at night, but now in the daytime, he may not be able to chisel off one!

But this is indeed the safest plan under the risky move! !

He hadn't slept all night, and now he had to concentrate on listening to the sound of chiseling stones, Qin Feng's energy is now full.

Endless sleepiness struck, and the two double eyelids kept fighting.

But Qin Feng still held on strong, with the strongest will and the greatest concentration, to try to get out of the biggest danger in this life!

rustle……

rustle……

The sand continued to fall off the stone kang, making a slight noise.

The progress bar is intermittently intermittent, sometimes continuous, and slowly advancing...*