Chapter 3 The whole country rejoices

Xianyang, a festive atmosphere, the Qin people were full of joy, excited, and a few points more joyful than the New Year. Not for anything else, just because today is the day when Qin Yiren and they return to Xianyang.

Since last year, after Qin Yiren raised troops to go on the expedition, the Qin army fought a series of victories, first annihilating millions of Huns, and then digging the ancestral graves of the Huns in Longcheng; then exterminated the alien races of Lin Hu, Loulan, Lou Fu, Xiu Tu and Hun Evil, and occupied the land of Hetao; Even the Qiang, who had given the Qin State a headache for hundreds of years and was helpless, was destroyed by Qin Yiren; Now, the Qin army has conquered the Western Regions.

This series of victories, no matter which one of them is a major event that no one has ever done since Pangu opened the world, as long as it is done, it will be enough to make a contribution to future generations. What is shocking is that these big things have made Qin Yiren and them all done. When the news came, the Qin people were overjoyed, as if they were celebrating the New Year.

Now, Qin Yiren led the Qin army to return triumphantly, is there anything more joyful for the Qin people?

The Qin people got up early and rushed to welcome the Qin Yiren and their return.

The palace of the King of Qin is also full of joy, full of joy.

King Qin Zhao got up early, finished washing, and led hundreds of civil and military officials to the north gate of Xianyang, where he wanted to greet Qin Yiren in person.

King Qin Zhao has been a heroic generation for decades, and he has rarely welcomed the world. This time, Qin Yiren led his troops out and fought a series of victories, and each one was exciting, all of them were major events that the three kings and five emperors had not done, and King Qin Zhao's ass was all happy, and it would not be possible for him not to welcome Qin Yiren in person.

Not to mention, he let Qin Yiren lead the army to the expedition to let Qin Yiren make contributions and pave the way for his next operation. According to his thoughts. It was enough for Qin Yiren to win a big battle. He can hand over the Qin State to Qin Yiren. What he didn't expect was. Qin Yiren played too beautifully, far beyond his imagination. King Qin Zhao stood at the gate of the city, laughing vigorously, and thinking vigorously in his heart: "This grandson of the widow is really amazing, worthy of my grandson!" Worthy of my grandson! ”

In one breath, I don't know how many "worthy of my grandson" I said in my heart.

Bai Qi, Fan Sui, and Sima Terrier stood behind King Qin Zhao, and everyone's faces were filled with joy.

Prince Yingzhu not only came, but also wore a new dress. The red light is full of face, as if he has the strength of not far away, he doesn't want to be helped, and his waist is straight, where is like a world-famous sick man.

For the crown prince Yingzhu, Qin Yiren is his son, Qin Yiren is so good, so showing his face, which in itself makes him happy. As a father, who doesn't want his son to have a chance. What about getting ahead? Qin Yiren showed his face once this time, and he only felt honored.

Not to mention. Qin Yiren is so good, his position as the crown prince is even more stable. In the past, he had been worried about the instability of the crown prince's position, but now, his heart is gone, and all that is left is joy.

There is one person who is very unhappy, this is Yingxuan. Prince Yingzhu's body is very weak, and he can burp at any time, and according to Yingzhu's thoughts, it is only a matter of time before he replaces Yingzhu. Where did you think that Qin Yiren was so good and won a series of battles, which made him extremely unhappy. The more Qin Yiren showed his face, the more stable the position of the crown prince Yingzhu became, and the more useless he was, as soon as he thought of this, he hated it so much. He really wanted to sabotage Qin Yiren's conquest, just because he was simple-minded and couldn't always think of a good way.

Now, when Qin Yiren's class teacher returns, can he have a good face?

"Qin Yiren, I won't let you have a good time." Ying Xuan said secretly in her heart.

Xia Ji and Zhao Ji's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law also came with Xiao Yingzheng. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were full of joy, red and red, very proud, and their breasts were tall.

Qin Yiren is Xia Ji's son, and Xia Ji loves this son very much. In the past, Qin Yiren was sent to Zhao Guo as a hostage, she was sad and desperate, thinking that she would never see Qin Yiren again. What she didn't expect was that Qin Yiren was very good, and he made a great name in Handan and returned victorious. This already made her very happy, and there was something that made her even happier, that is, this time Qin Yiren's expedition won not one or two, but a series of victories, or big victories. She especially understands that these big victories are the three kings and five emperors who are respected as saints have not been fought, Qin Yiren is so good, can she, a mother, not be happy?

There is no wife who doesn't want to have a heroic husband, although Zhao Ji has long known that Qin Yiren is very good, he stirs up wind and rain in Handan, and steps on Pingyuanjun and Xinlingjun as much as they want. However, compared with Qin Yiren's current achievements, those can be ignored, and when Zhao Ji thinks about it, he is happy and very proud.

"Zheng'er, Dad is coming back, do you like it?" Zhao Ji hugged Xiao Yingzheng, kissed Xiao Yingzheng's cute little face, and asked in a nickname.

"I like it." Xiao Yingzheng said in a milky voice, and smiled at Zhao Ji obediently.

"Zheng'er is so good." Xia Ji saw it in her eyes, with a look of pity on her face, and stroked Xiao Yingzheng's little head.

"Grandma." Xiao Yingzheng was a little dissatisfied, and tilted his little head, which meant that he didn't want to touch my head.

King Qin Zhao saw Xiao Yingzheng, his eyes lit up, he walked over quickly, his face was full of smiles, his hands were open, and he said, "Zheng'er, come, great-ancestor hug." ”

"No!" Xiao Yingzheng's small mouth was upturned, like a cute porcelain doll, and a pair of dark eyes slipped around King Qin Zhao.

"Hey, you're young, you're still temperamental, it's up to you." King Qin Zhao couldn't help laughing, couldn't help but say, hugged Xiao Yingzheng in his arms, his face was happy, and said: "The widow can govern Daqin well, and I don't believe that I can't clean you up." As he spoke, he used his beard to tie Xiao Yanzheng.

Zhao Ji saw it in his eyes, with a look of pity on his face, and said angrily: "Father......"

"Don't worry, it's too late for the widow to hurt him, how can he really prick him." King Qin Zhao loves Xiao Yingzheng very much, not only because of Qin Yiren's relationship, but also because Xiao Yingzheng is very well-behaved and likable.

"I'll prick it, I'll prick it." King Qin Zhao had a smile on his face, and he gently tied his beard on Xiao Yingzheng's face.

"Whew." Xiao Yingzheng pouted, tears in her eyes, and she looked like she was going to cry.

King Qin Zhao was stunned. He didn't get into Xiao Yingzheng at all. Xiao Yingzheng was about to cry. It made him very unhappy.

Just when he was stunned, he saw Xiao Yingzheng quickly stretch out a pair of fleshy little hands, grabbed his snow-white beard, and then tugged hard. The dark eyes rolled wildly, revealing cunning.

Don't look at Xiao Yingzheng's young age, less than two years old, but his hand strength is not small. This tug was not tight, King Qin Zhao only felt a burst of pain coming, and he couldn't help but bared his teeth and cracked his mouth, and couldn't help but sob.

"You little thing, let go, let go." King Qin Zhao scolded Xiao Yingzheng lightly.

Xiao Yingzheng didn't seem to hear it, and a pair of fleshy little hands tugged hard.

"You ......" King Qin Zhao was speechless.

"Loosen up." Ying Xuan saw it, rushed over, and shouted, like thunder.

"Poof!" Surprising. Xiao Yingzheng actually rushed at Yingxuan is big mouthful of saliva, where did Yingxuan think that Xiao Yingzheng still had this trick. Without the slightest defense, he was spit out, and his face was full of saliva.

"You ......" In front of so many people, he was spit out by Xiao Yingzheng, this face had nowhere to rest, Yingxuan was furious, his eyes rolled, and he raised his fist to smash Yingzheng.

"Get out!" However, a thunderous shout sounded, and it was King Qin Zhao who glared angrily at Yingxuan fiercely.

Yingxuan saw that King Qin Zhao had suffered a loss, and wanted to pat the fart and please King Qin Zhao, but he didn't expect that this fart slapped on the leg, which was very boring, so he fortunately stopped and glared at Xiao Yingzheng fiercely.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! This time, Xiao Yingzheng did not spit once, but spit several times in a row.

Fortunately, this time Yingxuan was prepared, and finally got out of the way.

"Zheng'er, good Zheng'er, let go quickly, let go." King Qin Zhao endured the pain and whispered to Xiao Yingzheng, looking at him like this, he was almost begging.

Fan Sui, Bai Qi and Sima Terrier were so surprised that they couldn't help rolling their eyes.

King Qin Zhao has looked at the world for decades, who has he whispered to him? Today, King Qin Zhao not only whispered, but also whispered to a boy who was less than two years old, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed it?

Xiao Yingzhu did not let go, but dragged King Qin Zhao's white beard, staring at King Qin Zhao with a pair of dark eyes.

"Good Zheng'er, let go, let go, the great ancestor won't stab you, won't stab you." King Qin Zhao's face was full of smiles, and he was eager to please.

"Hee-hee!" Xiao Yingzheng let go at this time, but before letting go, he also pulled hard, making King Qin Zhao grin.

After letting go, Xiao Yingzheng also winked at King Qin Zhao, a small head was very high, looking like a victorious general, as if to say, "See if you dare to prick me with your beard."

Seeing Xiao Yingzheng's proud look in his eyes, King Qin Zhao was very speechless, and thought to himself: "The widow has looked down on the world for decades, and no one dares to go against the will of the widow, not even the monarch of the Seven Warring States." But when the widow meets these two fathers and sons, he always ties his hands and feet, Qin Yiren spits out the widow's saliva, but Zheng'er pulls the widow's beard. ”

I only thought about it in my heart, and I couldn't say it, it would be too shameless.

Seeing King Qin Zhao's angry and funny appearance in his eyes, Zhao Ji covered his mouth and smiled. She understands best, don't look at Xiao Yingzheng's young age, but she is scheming, when she is obedient, people can't wait to give him her heart, and when she is skinny, it gives him a headache, and there are a lot of ideas. If King Qin Zhao wants to take advantage of him, he will definitely follow his way.

"Good grandson." Xia Ji smiled, with a look of pity, and praised Xiao Yingzheng vigorously.

Yingzhu saw it in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He suffered a lot in the hands of Xiao Yingzheng, and he had a headache when he thought about it. I've never seen a child's skin, but I've never seen him so skinny.

Unexpectedly, King Qin Zhao actually put Xiao Yingzheng on his neck, turned his head and said to Xiao Yingzheng: "Zheng'er, let's ride a big horse." ”

"Ride a big horse!" Xiao Yingzheng cheered, and a pair of fleshy little hands couldn't stop patting on King Qin Zhao's head, swaying from side to side.

King Qin Zhao has more than 20 sons, hundreds of grandchildren, and many great-grandchildren, and no one can have such treatment as Xiao Yingzheng, who can ride on King Qin Zhao's neck, and many people's eyes are shining, and they are jealous and hateful.

Bai Qi, Fan Sui and Sima Terrier saw it in their eyes and bowed slightly, which was a sign.

"Your Majesty, the son is here." At this moment, an Iron Eagle Warrior hurriedly came to report.

"Zheng'er, your father is back." King Qin Zhao's face was full of joy, and he turned his head and said to Xiao Ying. (To be continued......)