In the middle of summer, the land of Xixian County, Longxi County, finally waited for a timely rain. The rain came and went quickly, and the bright sunlight immediately shone down, and in an instant, the mountains, forests, meadows and fields seemed to be painted with a layer of golden light.

Taking advantage of the sunny day, the herdsmen took out their horses one after another and let them gallop across the grasslands. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the people and horses and the whole earth are integrated, and under the reflection of the sun, they form a warm picture.

"Chitu, listen up! As long as you don't lose your temper, let me ride for a while, and let Zhang Jing open a small stove for you later. ”

The speaker was dressed in a scarf, a long black lace robe, a new red leather belt tied around his waist, and a pair of delicate casual shoes at his feet, looking no different from other herdsmen, obviously a nobleman.

However, he is now in Longxi County, a remote county in the western part of the Han Dynasty, except for the grassland and horses, it is simply a place where chickens don't poop and birds don't lay eggs.

He was very young, not yet in the years of his weak crown. The stature is not high, but it is not short, the complexion is fair, and the facial features are delicate with a touch of handsomeness, especially the pair of clear and bright eyes, although they are a little childish, but they are extremely smart.

He saw that the "radish" did not work, and decisively waved the "big stick": "I am Yingxuan, the legal heir of the Great Qin Empire, Qin Shihuang Yingzheng is my great-grandfather, the eldest son Fusu is my grandfather, Qin II Hu Hai is my second grandfather, Qin Wang Ying is my father, you dare to run again, believe it or not, I will slaughter you!" ”

Ying Xuan's intimidation did not have the desired effect, and the white horse, which he called the red rabbit, neighed, jumped high with its front hooves, broke free from him in an instant, and ran forward.

His hand was strangled with pain, and in his rage, he stooped down and picked up a stone, and threw it straight at the horse. The red rabbit horse wagged his tail and walked leisurely around, enjoying the delicacies on the ground from time to time.

Ying Xuan foamed at the mouth and ran around, trying to find large stones or long sticks, until he was sweating profusely, but he still found nothing. He stomped on the ground with his feet, cursed incessantly, and lay down on the green grass when he was exhausted.

A noble son, why should he be angry with a horse, is his brain broken?

Not really. On the surface, he is Yingxuan, but inside he has already been replaced by Li Daitao, who is from two thousand years later, and is a senior student. Two months ago, he was happily playing games in his room, but when he woke up, he found that he had crossed over.

After a series of side knocks, he initially understood that he was in the Western Han Dynasty at this time, and he could not tell which year it was. It wasn't until a month ago, when the news of Emperor Hui of Han's death came, that he knew that he was about to face the famous era of the Empress Lu in history.

Empress Lu will be Empress Lu, at least in peacetime, and will not die at every turn because of the war lying on the gun. But soon he was faced with a headache.

Yingxuan's identity is very special. His genes are very special, he is the great-grandson of Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng, but the Great Qin Empire has already perished more than ten years ago. Then the problem is, not only can he not enjoy the treatment of the emperor, but he was chased like a lost dog, and he had to hide in this grassland.

Of course, it is unfair to blindly complain, at least the treatment in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation is quite good, but life is a bit monotonous. It is said that during the period of King Xiao of Zhou, the leader of the Qin people raised horses for him, and the horses bred quickly, and King Xiao of Zhou was very happy, so he gave him this piece of land.

He only has a handful of people to contact every day, and there are even fewer people who can talk to him, forcing him to be with horses. Chitu is the name he racked his brains to come up with, and this is also the credit of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Ying Xuan continued to sigh: Now that the Han Dynasty has been founded for three generations, what is the use of me, the heir of the Qin Dynasty, and this pasture, the people who are loyal to me on this grassland, aren't they the authentic remnants of the Qin Dynasty!

"Young master!" A young woman walked up to him and saluted respectfully.

Ying Xuan grabbed a handful of grass depressedly, turned her head to the other side, and didn't want to pay attention to her: It's over, it's here again, God can let me go!

"Young master, my lord called you over." The woman maintained her previous salute posture and continued.

Ying Xuan glanced at it secretly, a little unbearable. The woman in front of her is called Zhang Jing, and she is his nanny and bodyguard, let's think so. is very good to him on weekdays, but there are two bad points, one is that he talks little, and the other is that he doesn't smile, and he hasn't seen her smile for more than two months. As for the lack of words!

"Okay, I'll go over later, you can go back first." Ying Xuan finally agreed, and he couldn't let a woman squat all the time.

"No!" Zhang Jing said motionlessly.

"I'll let you go back first, I'm busy thinking about life now, do you understand?"

"No!"

"You're here again, aren't you, I don't want to go today, what can you do with me?"

"No!"

……

Ying Xuan stood up from the ground, folded his hands, and begged: "Grandma, I'm afraid of you, you lead the way." ”

Zhang Jing got up at this time, but what puzzled her was that the young master had become more and more strange recently, although he had often disappeared before, he couldn't say something he didn't understand.

Ying Xuan followed behind, never being honest for a moment, either picking up stones or kicking the flowers and plants on the side of the road. Zhang Jing saw it in her eyes and couldn't help but speed up her pace.

There are several mansions on the north side of the ranch, all of which are made of ordinary wood, which in Yingxuan's opinion is too simple and completely inconsistent with his status as the imperial heir. After Zhang Jing pushed the door for him, he stood outside the door, and Ying Xuan walked straight in.

When I entered the living room, I saw a middle-aged man, who was wearing a high crown, a wide robe with large sleeves, a book knife at his waist, a wat board in his hand, and a white pen in his ears. This kind of scene is often seen in TV dramas, especially the wat board, which is said to be a note-taking tool used by the central government to go to the court.

"Father, I don't know why I was called?" Ying Xuan said politely that in his known memory, Li Bo in front of him was not only his life-saving benefactor, but also had the grace of nurturing him, so he respectfully called him "Middle Father".

Li Bo respectfully invited Ying Xuan to the high platform in the center: "Young master, Liu Ying'er just died a month ago, and his mother Lu Pheasant has now supported an eight-year-old child as the emperor, and now is the best time for us to restore the country!" ”

Li Bo has waited too long for this day. Nineteen years ago, the young master had just been born, and he was the lieutenant of Daqin at the time, and he endured humiliation and pretended to be attached to the traitor Zhao Gao. In the end, the first emperor ascended the throne and got rid of the traitors in one fell swoop, but the building was about to collapse, and it was beyond the power of man to save it. At the moment before leaving the city to surrender to Liu Bang, the first emperor ordered him to take the young master out of Xianyang. After that, during the long time of raising the young master, he thought about returning to the country all the time.