In Yang Liang's understanding, the secret rooms are generally luxuriously decorated, full of all kinds of unsightly treasures, the space is laughing, naturally the bigger the better, and the worst must be the size of a bedroom.

Look at this ...... again Yang Liang didn't want to call such a thing a secret room, it should be called a closet.

There is only a space about the size of a bookcase behind the cabinet, and only the next person can just stand, and there are no rare treasures placed in it, but most of them are bundles of books, which look neat and clean, and at a glance, you can see that Zhao Yiren often reads and sorts out.

The others were some small wooden boxes that didn't look valuable, and Yang Liang suddenly lost interest and sighed that he was really unlucky.

Zhao Yiren carefully took out a very inconspicuous-looking wooden box from inside, then turned around and turned the mechanism to turn the bookcase back.

"Zheng'er, come here." Zhao Yiren walked to the back of the desk and sat down, and then opened his mouth to call Yang Liang over.

Reluctantly walked to the desk, Yang Liang looked at the small wooden box with disgust, there was a fine layer of dust on it, and thought to himself that this old man would not fool me with any broken things.

But this thought only appeared for a moment, because the next moment Zhao Yiren opened the box, and what was placed inside was a blood-red jade pendant!

Yang Liang had some research on jade before the crossing, and he could see at a glance that the color of this piece of blood jade was excellent, the whole body was red, without the slightest impurity, and the surface of the jade pendant was warm and luster, and the exquisite intention of polishing could be seen.

Although the color is very good, the shape of this piece of jade is a little strange, not the current popular concentric and dragon patterns, but the irregular shape, which looks ...... It's a bit like an egg, and it looks a little familiar.

Zhao Yiren saw Yang Liang holding this piece of blood jade intently, so he called him forward again, closed the box, handed it to Yang Liang, and instructed earnestly: "Zheng'er, this piece of jade was inadvertently obtained by my father before coming to Zhao Kingdom, I will hand it over to you today, you have to put it away, you know?" ”

Yang Liang heard Zhao Yiren say that he wanted to give him this piece of jade, and reacted for a few seconds before he remembered to take the box, and thanked him happily:

"Zheng'er, thank you father!"

Zhao Yiren chatted with Yang Liang about some intimate small conversations between father and son, such as studying hard, studying hard, studying hard, and so on.

On the way home, Yang Liang's heart was full of joy, I don't know what kind of shit luck I took today, but I got such a big baby, and I was so rich.

So he hummed as he walked:

"We ordinary people~ I'm so happy today!"

Suddenly hearing a "poof", Yang Liang stopped, looked around, and found a little girl about the same age as him standing not far away.

When the little girl saw that Yang Liang had found her, she didn't feel shy, and walked straight to Yang Liang.

Only then did Yang Liang see the appearance of this little girl, carved in pink and jade, but her facial features were very exquisite, and the most special thing was that temperament, with a natural arrogance, as if everyone was naturally inferior in front of her.

"Who are you? What song was you humming just now?

How is it that Princess Ben has never heard of it? ”

The little girl's voice is also crisp and beautiful. Yang Liang heard that she called herself a princess, and she had such a unique temperament, she thought that she should be the daughter of King Zhao and Queen Zhao.

Beautiful children are liked, but Yang Liang is not cold, what he hates most is such an arrogant, nobody's little kid in his eyes, so he pretended not to see it and continued to stride forward.

Unexpectedly, the servant next to the girl stopped Yang Liang, looked like a dog, and asked arrogantly:

"Little fat man, what does the princess ask you, whose child are you?"

Good guys, this is the start of the appearance attack?

Although Yang Liang didn't care that he was a little fat man, he didn't like the face of this slave, so he picked up his arm and bit it hard.

"Ah!!h The slave let out a scream like killing a pig, and waved his arm vigorously to shake Yang Liang away, but he didn't expect Yang Liang to bite very hard, and his move not only did not shake it off, but it hurt even more.

Seeing this, the other servants around the princess hurriedly stepped forward to pull Yang Liang away, and restrained Yang Liang one by one, and grabbed him like a chicken.

"No more biting?" The girl squatted down and looked at Yang Liang who was caught. Yang Liang didn't look over his head and didn't look at her, he kept comforting himself in his heart, isn't he just a little kid? I'm a kid now, no shame, no shame...... Thinking like this, Yang Liang's struggling movements also stopped, and he rolled his eyes at the little girl.

The girl laughed out loud again, signaling to grab Yang Liang's slave and let him go.

Yang Liang rubbed his somewhat sore shoulder, thinking that the strength of these two people's hands was too great, and he was a child now, and he didn't know how to lighten it.

"You" The princess pointed to the servant A beside Yang Liang, who was now kneeling on the side and trembling, probably never seen such a big scene.

"Answer for him, what is his name? Whose child is it? ”

"Back to ...... Back to the princess's words...... "Servant A was so frightened that he shivered, and his speech was stumbling, Yang Liang, who was watching, shook his head and sighed, why is it so useless!"

"Childe's name is Yingzheng, but he is Zhao Yiren, the son of Zhao Gongzi."

"Zhao Gongzi? Is it the proton from the Qin Kingdom? ”

The princess turned to ask the servant beside her.

"Yes."

"Then why is his father's surname Zhao and his surname Ying?" The princess asked again.

"Back to the princess, Ying is the surname of Qin Guoguo, Zhao Gongzi was also surnamed Ying before coming to Zhao State to be a proton, after coming to Zhao State, the king specially gave the country the surname Zhao in order to show the friendship between Zhao and Qin, so Zhao Gongzi is surnamed Zhao and not Ying."

As an adult, Yang Liang could naturally hear the mockery in the slave's words, but the princess was only a few years old after all, and she couldn't realize what a shame it was to be a proton and be stripped of her surname.

"How about the princess also give you the surname Zhao?" There was an innocence in the girl's eyes,

"So that you can have the same surname as your father." It's as if she's just doing a good deed.

"No need." Yang Liang finally spoke, after traveling to ancient times for so long, he has always been more optimistic and positive, and he also feels novel and fun, and has never had any negative emotions. It can even be said that he has never really regarded himself as Yingzheng, and has always experienced all this in a bystander mood.

But the mocking look of the slave just now, and the unintentional words of the little girl in front of him, made him feel a strong sense of being insulted.

He thought of Zhao Yiren, the fat man who was always smiling innocently, and his heart became more and more irritable, he definitely didn't know how many times he had suffered such a mockery.

Proton, proton, to be realistic, is a chess piece abandoned by his father, a political commodity that can be sacrificed at any time.

"Why not? Don't you want to have the same last name as your father? And the surname Zhao is the surname of my Zhao country, and it is a supreme honor to give you, why do you refuse? ”

The princess's crisp voice was full of simple doubts and incomprehension, in her cognition, being given the surname Zhao was a matter of honor, but she didn't know that when this so-called honor overrides your country and personal dignity, it becomes trampling and insulting.