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read_content_up; Holding his own thin body, Yingteng could feel that the clothes on his shoulders had been soaked with tears. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoレ?思? Road? He had never seen his daughter have such a side.

Although he didn't know why, Ying Teng could feel the richness that permeated Ying Zhen's body so much that he couldn't help but have some moist sorrow in the corners of his eyes. What's more, the words just now seemed to drain all the anger from Ying Zhen's body at once, and the whole person began to wither rapidly.

Alas!

The terrible truth that had been speculated all along seemed to have come true. Winton didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

The young Shengtianzi, who was slowly confidently playing the package ticket, suddenly disappeared after seeing his daughter. They even began to deliberately avoid themselves. At first, I thought it was because I didn't convince Yingteng that it was hard to see myself. Although he didn't say it, Yingteng really slandered the Son of Heaven for a long time in his heart, "he has no hair on his mouth and can't do things firmly".

The very unpleasant conversation between the father and daughter more than a month ago made Winton see some clues. It's not that her daughter doesn't want to get married, but she should already have someone in her heart, right?

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruo's father.

Although Ying Zhen did not respond clearly, Ying Teng could see from the Yi Yi Xi in his daughter's eyebrows that his daughter did have a sweetheart.

It was still an extremely vague guess at the beginning, but after seeing the intense and almost heartbreaking grief in her daughter, the most unlikely vague thought in Yingteng's heart suddenly became clear.

With his own identity, as his daughter Princess Daqin, with the friendship of the Son of Heaven with himself, and with the Son of Heaven with the true friendship, even if his daughter likes an ordinary Qianshou who is worthless, what can he do? It is absolutely impossible for the emperor not to agree, and he even said that he would marry an ordinary Qianshou. I also promised to do so, as long as my daughter likes it.

None of this could have led to such a broken heart.

Then there can only be one explanation, the human root that her daughter likes is not an existence that she can touch. Who else could this Great Qin have except for the person who thought he had no hair on his mouth but now became an ostrich?

is the only way to make your daughter so heartbroken!

Bad fate!

Win Teng can only sigh in his heart!

That hairless existence on the mouth asks who can not be captured by him after a long time of contact? Sometimes I think about myself, an old minister of ordinary old age, in the face of that person who still loves and hates the same, can't help but be convinced by him, and willingly use him?

"Zhen'er, my father won't force you to marry. If you want to stay in this east hall and control the Black Ice Platform, just stay. For the sake of your father, you just need to live well. Be content with your father and your mother. ”

Ying Teng patted it gently, and Ying Zhen said softly, who had stopped crying and turned into a low sob.

"Father, daughter...... I'm really ready to get married. "Win really holds the quiet road of Win Teng.

"Zhen'er, I will force you again for my father. Do as you please. Ying Teng rubbed Ying Zhen's head and said softly, "It's just that when you get out of this Xianyang Palace, you can't turn back." Although the father is old, he can still see some things clearly. You can't let go of this Xianyang Palace, you can't let go of this ...... Person. Remember, my winning daughter, even if she pokes a hole in this day, what can the people of the world do? No matter what, the Father will stand behind you. ”

The words are gentle, but the domineering in the words is undoubted.

At this moment, Ying Teng is no longer the rickety old man who is dying, and it seems that he has instantly returned to the age when he led the Qin army in a hundred battles to scold Fang Xuan.

And when Ying Zhen heard Ying Teng's words, his heart was frightened and his heart stopped beating.

You can't let go of this Xianyang Palace, you can't let go of this ...... Person.

Could it be that my father found out?

How so? How can it be?

Ying Zhen suddenly found that his head seemed to be running out of resources.

Remember, my winning daughter. Even if you poke a hole in this day, what can the people of the world do? No matter what, the Father will stand behind you.

Did my father tell me again that I could ......?

Under the orange light, the figures of the father and daughter with different thoughts were pulled out in a long string.

……

When I got into the carriage, I realized that I seemed to have forgotten the main purpose of coming to the east hall of the council hall. Ying Teng smiled helplessly. Raise your eyebrows and jingmang four she!

"I am willing to defend the territory and reopen the territory, and the dignified Great Qin wants to let the Quartet come to congratulate!"

With a little desolation and heroic old soundproofing, it floated out along the cold wind.

But it is Naqu Jing who is loyal to the country.

……

The wind was cold. Zhihuai County, Hanoi County (later Wuzhinan, Henan) was full of bonfires outside the city, and the boiling voices of people soared into the sky.

Tonight. It is a performance by the Daqin Royal Art Troupe in Hanoi. The people of the villages and township pavilions in the surrounding counties of Hanoi County, Zhihuai County, all helped the old and the young to watch.

This is also the first performance of the Daqin Royal Art Troupe after its premiere at Xianyang Palace.

On the detachable stage with amplification device made by Mojiajing, all the repertoire of the Royal Arts Troupe, such as haiyu, juggling, singing and dancing, music, and drama, is performed on that small stage.

Although the cold wind was bitter, the enthusiasm of the people who were all over the mountains and fields and their cheeks were red with excitement under the reflection of the bonfire made the members of the Royal Art Troupe all exert all their strength to repay those simple people.

After the first official performance in Xianyang Palace Square on the night of the second National Day in October, all the members of the Daqin Royal Art Troupe, including the head of the troupe Zhao Xuan and other six princesses, as well as more than 100 students who had just graduated from the Daqin Royal Academy of Arts, were ordered by the Holy Son of Heaven Hu Hai to leave Xianyang, and under the escort of 10,000 cavalry of the Great Qin Vermilion Bird Army, they took more than 100 vehicles to the north of Guguan to start the first formal art performance in the history of Daqin and even China.

The opening of people's wisdom is a long way to go, and Hu Hai hopes to start as soon as possible.

The changes that Xianyang Grand Theater has brought to Xianyang City are huge. But Daqin is not just Xianyang, there are more than 50 other counties in Daqin, and tens of millions of ordinary people are all over Daqin.

The opening of the people's wisdom of Xianyang is only the beginning, and the opening of the people's wisdom of Daqin and the whole country can truly make Daqin progress.

The Daqin Royal Art Troupe's performance in the north is not only the students of the Royal Art Troupe and the Royal Academy of Arts, but also all the people of the Xianyang Grand Theater. The operas and dramas that have been staged in Xianyang will be fully presented in the eyes of the people of the counties along the way in the charity performances along the way.

The performances in the Xianyang Grand Theater are the most suitable things for ordinary people in Daqin, because they are all easy to understand. In the midst of laughter, some of the essence of the Great Qin law, some correct hygiene habits, and some bad habits that should not be there gradually penetrated into the hearts of these ordinary and simple people, changing their vision and vision.

This night's Huai County will be a city that never sleeps, and this night's Huai County will also be recorded in the history of Daqin.