"Childe. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" The middle-aged man spoke again, his voice still so plain. If it is ordinary, it will definitely make people think that this is a quiet and inactive person, with few desires and few pleasures. However, at the moment, his voice was as cold as easy water in winter. In an instant, all the children stopped crying, and they really stopped crying.

"Huh?" At this time, Yan Dan finally came back to his senses, and after trying to calm his state of mind, he said, "He, what's the matter?" ”

The middle-aged man hugged his sword, shook his hands forward, bent his body slightly, and said, "Childe, Master Jimeng has arrived." Bringing the king's order, Lord Drama asks you to go back to the meeting. ”

"Got it." Yan Dan was obviously a little afraid of this middle-aged man at the moment, and his eyes were a little erratic. The footsteps walked forward a little casually, and when he walked to the middle-aged man, he suddenly remembered his friend Zhao Zheng.

"Zheng, my father has an order, so I'll go back first." Yan Dan looked a little apologetic, her friend was pulled out to play by herself, but she had to go back because of something.

Zhao Zheng was stunned, looking at Yan Dan's somewhat guilty face, Zhao Zheng finally said the longest sentence after coming out today: "Dan, don't worry about me, you go back quickly." ”

Yan Dan was comforted by her friend, smiled happily, and left happily.

Looking at the back of Yan Dan and the middle-aged man drifting apart, Zhao Zheng didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, Zhao Zheng finally came back to his senses. The children around them all shrank together, trembling, and Bo Cheng was no exception. "It's just a bunch of kids, after all." Zhao Zheng looked at the young boy who had just been like a wolf and a tiger and smiled disdainfully.

"If I hadn't lived two lives, I'm afraid I wouldn't be much better." Zhao Zheng thought about it and shook his head a little bitterly. "Maybe, this is my biggest golden finger!" Zhao Zheng clenched his fist under his sleeve again, and walked towards the alley with a determined gaze.

"My lord, the prince of Qin has left." About thirty meters away from the entrance of the alleyway, a man in black clothes with a sword and a strong suit said respectfully to a carriage.

"Let's do it." A rough voice came from the carriage, "Don't let Gongzi associate with such untouchables next time!" ”

"Yui!" The sword-wielding man said again in a respectful voice, and then his eyes casually skimmed over a passer-by wearing a hat. Passers-by nodded undetectably, and turned into the alleyway.

"Your Excellency......" The sword-wielding man looked a little nervous, hesitated towards the carriage for a moment, and then spoke.

"Say!"

The man with the sword took a deep look and asked, "The villain doesn't understand why he wants to let go of that down-and-out son of the Qin State. ”

There was silence in the carriage for a while, and finally the sound came again, but it made the man break out in a cold sweat.

"Uncle Xia, how long have you been with me?"

The man bent lower, trembling and said, "Hui, Hui, my lord, it's been two years." ”

"Well, it's a little shorter."

"Poof!" The man was so frightened that he fell to his knees, kowtowed and apologized, "My lord, forgive me!" Forgive your sins! The villain doesn't dare to talk anymore! ”

"In recent years, King Qin's health has deteriorated, and I am afraid that it will not last long, and it is almost a fact that An Guojun has ascended the throne." The voice in the carriage paused, and then said: "I heard that after the Qin State returned to China, the proton was very favored by Mrs. Huayang, and it seems that even the name was changed to Zichu to cater to the Chu power in Qin. I'm afraid that after An Guojun succeeds to the throne, he will become the crown prince. Our Yan country is weak, there is no need to hate him. Do you understand? ”

The man kneeling on the ground kowtowed a few times and said, "The villain understands!" Thank you for your advice! Thank you for your advice! ”

There was silence again in the carriage, with the occasional faint knock through the wooden windows into the bustling streets.

"Uncle Xia, your Xia family is the third-generation retainer of my dramatist, so it doesn't have to be like this. I also regard you as my humerus, and I should train you, but I just hope you don't miss the opportunity. ”

"Master Xie cultivates! Uncle Xia will definitely die for the adults! Uncle Xia hurriedly kowtowed to thank him, he knew that his fate had been saved. As for the cultivation that the drama man said, only he knows how much it is true or false.

"Get up and go to Proton Mansion."

A group of dozens of people escorted the carriage and slowly walked towards the mansion where Yan Dan was.

At this time, Zhao Zheng was also walking towards his home, but he didn't know that he had escaped a death catastrophe just now.

Looking at the white shirt on his body, which was originally clean, was dirty at the moment, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. "I'm afraid I'm going to bother my mother again this time." Zhao Zheng, who has a mind of nearly thirty years old, understands the hard work of his mother Zhao Ji in this life. He was a filial son in his previous life, and in this life he experienced difficulties in all aspects of society after his father left, and he felt sorry for his mother.

In the midst of his thoughts, Zhao Zheng was already able to see the mansion where he lived with his mother. Looking at this seemingly good but dilapidated house, Zhao Zheng felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

"Squeak~" pushed open the somewhat rotten wooden door, and a beautiful woman in her twenties was sitting in the hall sewing clothes. The beautiful woman heard the knock at the door and raised her head vigilantly. When he saw a thin figure leaning out from behind the door, he smiled charmingly.

"Zheng'er, come here!" Zhao Ji put down the needle and thread in his hand and beckoned to Zhao Zheng.

"Mother~" Zhao Zheng lowered his head and slowly grinded to Zhao Ji's side.

Zhao Ji saw that Zhao Zheng was dirty, and thought that he hadn't been out for a long time, so he guessed that he might have fought with those children. Zhao Ji was not annoyed, but pulled Zhao Zheng and let him sit on his lap.

"Zheng'er is fighting with people again?"

"Hmm." Zhao Zheng lowered his head in shame.

"Where did you get hurt?"

Zhao Zheng shook his head.

"That's good." After speaking, Zhao Ji did not care about the dirtiness on Zhao Zheng's body, and put her head against Zhao Zheng's little head, and her love was overflowing.

Feeling his mother's love, Zhao Zheng's eyes were hot. In the past seven years, Zhao Ji has seen all the hardships he has endured for him in his eyes and in his heart. Compared with the father whose face was so blurred that he couldn't remember his face, Zhao Ji gave him the warmth of family affection, soothed his lonely and confused heart, and made up for the grief of losing his parents in his previous life.

Zhao Ji, who was born in a wealthy family, could have married a powerful person, but she chose Lu Buwei. But he was given by Lü Buwei to a stranger who could barely afford to eat at that time, and this man even abandoned their mother and son and went back to China alone to seek his power.

Zhao Zheng vaguely remembered that Zhao Ji was so brilliant at the beginning, and her smile was full of charming. And now, because of lack of nutrition, she works all day long, more like a maid servant. Although it still has a charming appearance, it has faded a lot.

"I shouldn't let this effeminate woman worry about me anymore!" This is Zhao Zheng's biggest cry at this moment.

"Mother, I have something I want to tell you." Zhao Zheng plucked up his courage, raised his head, looked at Zhao Ji and said.

"Huh?" Zhao Ji was a little surprised by Zhao Zheng's abnormality today, and couldn't help but laugh when she looked at Zhao Zheng's clear eyes.

Zhao Zheng looked at Zhao Ji's charming appearance, his cheeks turned red, and he had no choice but to be coquettish.

"Mother, how are you?"

Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Zheng's shy appearance and smiled even more happily, touched Zhao Zheng's cheek and asked, "Then Zheng'er tell me what is going on." ”

Zhao Zheng blushed and said a little embarrassedly: "Zheng'er wants to study and learn martial arts, practice skills, and protect his mother!" ”

When Zhao Ji heard this, her smile was unrestrained, and her brows furrowed slightly. But soon, the old smile was restored. Nodding slightly, he said: "Zheng'er has grown up, it's time to exercise his skills, and he forgot about it." ”

The look that flashed on Zhao Ji's face did not escape Zhao Zheng's eyes, and he understood Zhao Ji's distress in an instant. Yes, the family is already very poor, and the food is basically obtained by the mother sewing clothes for some shops, and the usual clothes are some shabby clothes that my mother has a cheeky face to ask for from her mother's house. Where can the family afford to pay for their own apprenticeship?

Looking at Zhao Ji's forced smile, Zhao Zheng felt even more uncomfortable, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Mother, Zheng'er is wrong." Zheng'er shouldn't be so selfish, Zheng'er won't go. ”

Zhao Ji was stunned when she heard this, and the smile on her face also dispersed.

"Smack!" A crisp slap slapped Zhao Zheng's face.

Zhao Zheng reflexively covered his cheeks and looked at Zhao Ji in a daze. "Mother actually beat me! Why did she hit me? ”

"Zheng'er! You are the grandson of the king of Qin, the most powerful nobleman of the Qin State, how can you be so unambitious! Zhao Ji's moving voice resounded in the house.

Zhao Zheng's tears fell unconsciously, "The first time my mother hit me, it was because of this!" ”

Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Zheng's tearful smiling face, her heart was sour, and tears slipped out of her eyes unconsciously. She hugged Zhao Zheng fiercely, and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, Zheng'er, my mother will definitely find the best teacher for you and learn the strongest skills!" ”

"This is my mother, I still have relatives who love me, and I'm not alone! Regardless of my past and present lives, I am the happiest person! ”

"Woo~" Zhao Zheng couldn't help the pain and emotion in his heart at this time, and cried in Zhao Ji's arms.

Zhao Ji also had tears in her eyes, gently rubbing Zhao Zheng's slightly flushed cheeks, and chuckling.

The next day, just after dawn, Zhao Ji removed the door. Zhao Zheng, who was asleep, was still dreaming and had no idea about it.

"Boom! Boom! On the lonely street, Zhao Ji gently knocked on a red door.

"Squeak~" A young guy in his twenties poked his head out and looked at the beauty in front of him with some surprise.

"Miss? How did you get back? ”