"Amazing, I begged my mother for a long time before I agreed to give it to me." The girl in red was lively and active, showing off. "My mother was afraid that I would hurt myself, so she refused to give me a small iron arrow."

"Good stuff indeed." The young Meng Yi was already moved, and he was very surprised. "Even if it's a wooden arrow, it can hurt at close range."

The young Meng Yi secretly thought in his heart that he must ask Mrs. Dong for a pair of sleeve arrows.

"By the way, your little dagger is so beautiful!" The young Meng Yi couldn't help but admire.

"Of course. This is the sword my father left me. The little girl in red replied proudly, and the little red mouth was raised to the sky.

"What are you guys playing?" Wang's eldest son, Yingzheng, also came over to join in the fun.

"Such a short sword? No, it's a dagger. The two brothers Meng Yi and Wang's eldest son Yingzheng retorted almost in unison.

"Hmph, I said it's a sword! It's not a dagger! The girl in red was very unhappy, and her inadvertent pouting mouth was particularly pink and attractive.

Her little mouth contains a wealth of expressions: when she is happy, she pouts and grimaces; When angry, a small pouting mouth can hang a small oil jug. The words that come out of this mouth can sometimes make people angry and sob, and sometimes they can make people laugh and laugh.

"Well, if you say it's a sword, it's a sword. My name is Meng Yi. What about you? "The young Meng Yi is a human being in two lives, so he naturally understands the truth that good men don't fight with women.

"My name is Dong Rou, and Rou is soft like water. You have to thank us, after all, my mother and I saved your life. The girl in red turned her anger into joy, and once again put on a very proud look.

"Huh? …… Oh, thank you for that. The young Meng Yi had no choice but to acquiesce in the little girl's chivalrous identity, which should be for the sake of Mrs. Dong's personal rescue.

In this way, the little ones had a lot of fun together.

The escort team was already very close to Xianyang. General Wang Yu had to return to the border to garrison according to the regulations, so he had to leave hundreds of soldiers under the command of General Mengwu.

"Uncle Wang Yi, thank you for your great kindness, see you in Xianyang in the future! In addition, the eldest son of the king also asked me to thank you. The young Meng Yi came to see him off with his father, General Meng Wu.

"Please tell the lady and the eldest son of the king, the noble man is serious, this is the duty of the courtier! Leave. General Wang Yi said halfway and glanced at it, "Meng Yi, although you little doll is young, timid, and can't practice martial arts, but you have quick thinking, and you have already revealed a little bit of the style of a civil servant and a strategist, and you will not lose the future of the prime minister in the future." As soon as General Wang finished speaking, he led a group of light cavalry to leave.

"What? I'm so young, just say I'm timid? What else is the style of a civil servant, a strategist, and a prime minister? The young Meng Yi looked at the background of General Wang Yi and complained.

"Stinky boy, it's your blessing that General Wang Yi is willing to look at you." General Meng Wu reprimanded with hatred, "After you go back, your father has to train you well, how can the son of Jiangmen be so weak?" ”

"Huh? …… Father, just spare me. What training? It's completely unscientific, you know, I have the ability to be more brave than you......" The young man Meng Yi shouted with a crying father.

"Hmph, this matter is not negotiable." General Meng Wu also left without refutation, leaving the bitter young Meng Yi behind.

It was nearly dusk, because it was far away from the nearby town, General Mengwu simply decided not to rush to the night, and led everyone to camp in a small plain.

On the third pole of the month, due to the fact that the army was rushing for days, except for the soldiers patrolling back and forth in the barracks, most of the Qin soldiers had already entered a sweet dream.

A man in black who blended into the night slowly groped in, stopped in front of Zhao Ji's mother-son tent and stood still.

After hibernating for a while, when it was determined that Zhao Ji's mother and son in the account were asleep, the black-clothed man took out the dagger, opened the tent, and slowly lurked in.

"Watch out for the assassins!" A shrill female voice rang out. It turned out that Mrs. Dong was not at ease, and she patrolled in the middle of the night and found traces of the assassin.

Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, the man in black did not delay any longer, and immediately stabbed a fatal blow.

After Ying Zheng, the eldest son of the king in his sleep, woke up, he subconsciously raised the sleeve arrow that refused to let go of the middle of the night.

A solid wooden arrow shot at the face of the man in black.

"Oops! My eyes. The man in black let out a low cry of pain and yelled viciously, "Little cub, go and die." He kicked it over easily, and grabbed the eldest son of the king who was in a daze, Yingzheng, with one hand.

Fortunately, the black-clothed man's vision was damaged, and the jet-black dagger was only pierced on the shoulder of the king's eldest son, Yingzheng.

And Mrs. Zhao Ji, who woke up, naturally sacrificed her life to drag the thigh of the man in black, although she could not subdue the man in black, but she also bought time for the arrival of Mrs. Dong.

Fortunately, Mrs. Dong flew in time, and a sword killed the man in black from behind.

At this time, the eldest son of Wang, Yingzheng, had already fainted in pain, not realizing that the jet-black dagger was still on his shoulder.

"Not good, the dagger is poisonous!" Mrs. Dong exclaimed, and after a careful examination, she said, "The pill in my hand can only temporarily save his life, and I must find a famous doctor for diagnosis and treatment immediately." ”

"What? O my wretched child! ......" Mrs. Zhao Ji suddenly panicked.

"There is a famous doctor in Yongcheng, go to Yongcheng quickly!" Mrs. Dong hurriedly suggested.

Yongcheng Station, after a day and a night of emergency diagnosis and treatment, Wang's eldest son Yingzheng finally survived the dangerous period.

In a daze, Meng Yi, a young man hiding outside the window, heard the sound of surprise in the house.

"Doctor Bian, is my child really okay?" This is Zhao Ji's crying voice.

"Madam, please rest assured, the eldest son of Wang is no longer in trouble! As long as you rest for a few days, you can regain your vitality. Doctor Bian replied in the affirmative. According to legend, this Bian Divine Doctor is a descendant of the Divine Doctor Bian Que, and his medical skills are excellent.

"In that case, let's let the eldest son of the king recuperate." Everyone suggested in unison.

In the haze, there was a sound of footsteps, and only Ying Zheng, the eldest son of Wang, who was sore and unable to speak, and Mrs. Zhao Ji next to the sickbed were left in the house.

Meng Yi, a young man who had not slept all night, fell into hard thought. Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng was assassinated in the military camp, but fortunately, he asked Mrs. Dong for a pair of sleeve arrows and gave them to Ying Zheng, the eldest son of Wang.

"Finally escaped again. Could it be that he is a killer sent by Wei again? As a powerful country second only to Zhao in the Three Jin Dynasty, Wei naturally did not want Zhao and Qin to reconcile, otherwise Qin's troops would be directed at Wei. Young Meng Yi immediately thought that it might be related to the Wei State, "However, we have already entered the territory of the Qin State, and it stands to reason that the Wei State assassins must not grope in so easily unless the inside and the outside should be combined." ”

"By the way, there must be an internal response, I must inform Mrs. Dong quickly." The young Meng Yi came to his senses.