"Here we go."

The old man's anger was like a thread, his voice was weak, and his decrepit old face squeezed out a smile.

Ying Chengcheng nodded silently, tucked the quilt for the veteran on the sickbed, pulled it a little away, and then tugged it in again, back and forth.

He lowered his head and didn't look at Meng Fu's appearance, as if every time he glanced at the old man, he would take away the old man's small lifespan.

"Childe is so nervous, is it for me?"

The big hand like goosebump gently held Yingcheng's wrist, and the old man couldn't use his strength anymore.

Ying Cheng tilted his head and took a deep breath.

"Say less, Old Man Xia won't say anything, let you rest more."

"Whether you say it or not, it's all going to die, and Childe doesn't have to be sad. It is a great fortune to be able to be named the Hou of Che and the champion, and it is already a great luck to be in this life. ”

Meng Fu propped up the bed with his hands and tried to sit up, but he used two forces to declare failure.

Ying Chengcheng heard the movement, holding Meng Fu's waist with one hand, and lightly supporting Meng Fu with the other. Put the pillow on the wall and lean on the pillow.

"If you have to be strong, should it be twenty years ago?"

Ying Cheng muttered, saw the old man grinning, wiped the saliva from the corner of the old man's mouth with his sleeve, and shook it twice in disgust.

"You take good care of your illness, even if everything is simple on the battlefield, how can you be so sloppy on the battlefield."

"It's like this, I can't change it."

The old man looked at Ying Cheng, his face was kind, and he trembled and raised his hand to touch Ying Chengcheng's face.

Ying Cheng rubbed his eyes and sat next to the old man with his head slightly tilted.

The old man felt the real touch, much rougher than it had been twenty years ago, and recalled:

"When Gongzi was five years old, King Zhaoxiang took me to see Gongzi, hugged Gongzi and said: 'Mengfu, the widow's great-great-grandson is the king of Qin, and he will be the king of the world in the future, do you believe it?'

"How dare I, a birdman, say I don't believe it, I stepped forward and pinched the child's face, smiled and complimented, and said, 'Touch the king's spirit.'" At that time, Childe's face was smoother than Qin Jian, who had just been brushed.

"The king laughed and said, 'You are cheap.'"

"He said respectfully, 'Yes, yes.'"

But I thought in my heart: Is the king confused, what does a five-year-old doll know? It was Wu Anjun, who was also running his nose and playing with mud when he was five years old.

"More than 20 years have passed, and it is the day when I let Xiao return to see my son. I can't believe how powerful a five-year-old doll can be.

"Childe, it's the second genius I've ever seen.

"I often think that if the son was born twenty years earlier, no, ten years, how good it would be. If you can introduce Wu Anjun to Gongzi, with Gongzi here, Wu Anjun will not die......"

When Ying Chengcheng was born, Qin Wu'an Jun Bai Qi had already been given death by King Qin Zhaoxiang for six years.

Ying Chengcheng didn't know what to say, he couldn't remember these past events. For him, these things were a little too long.

The veteran didn't need Ying Cheng to reply, sighed regretfully, and continued:

"Since then, the king, whether it is the court or the commentary, has brought his son with him. All the important ministers in the Xianyang Hall watched a little doll look like a little adult every day, not crying or making trouble, tilting their little heads to listen to our deliberations.

"The person sitting next to him on the Internet is not King Xiaowen, nor King Zhuang Xiang, but Gongzi. At that time, he knew that Gongzi was so important in the king's heart.

"The birdman can see it, but none of the people in the hall can see it. At the beginning, everyone still looked at the king and teased the son......"

The old man whispered about the past that Ying Chengcheng couldn't remember, like a few treasures, as if they all happened yesterday.

Ying Chengcheng listened quietly, this was the only thing he could do.

Listen, listen......

The old man's voice grew quieter and quieter.

The palm of his hand swept across Yingcheng's face and smashed against the bed under the force of gravity, making a dull sound.

Ying Chengcheng looked up blankly and saw the old man's head bowed deeply.

He raised his hand and placed it tremblingly in front of the old man's nose, his skin was still warm, but there was no breath in front of his nose.

In fact, there is no need to do this, he knows that the old man is out of life at the first time, but he still has a trace of luck.

He lowered his head, and in the same posture as the old man, his shoulders twitched, and tears welled up.

…………

More than 10 years ago, Yingcheng led the green plum, the clove was stabbed while playing, and the arrow pierced the chest, almost entering the heart.

King Qin Zhaoxiang was furious and summoned Meng Fu to enter and kill the assassins, and he wanted to slaughter the assassins as the center.

Ying Chengcheng was in a drowsy, and repeatedly begged King Qin Zhaoxiang not to kill innocents indiscriminately, so that the people of Shili could live safely.

After the injuries and illnesses were exhausted, Meng Fu came to visit and told him about the hundreds of thousands of unjust souls in the Battle of Changping, told about the young people who only knew that fighting was to kill all the way, and that they won when they were still alive in the end, and told that they only knew that they were going to fight when they were old.

In conclusion:

"Go out and report my name, who dares to bully you, Naigong beheaded him!"

…………

At a court meeting, King Xiang of Qin Zhuang entered the palace and picked up Yingcheng Chan, who was sitting below, and laughed.

"Has Xiao Qin's concert been approved?"

Xiangbang Lu Buwei got up and said solemnly:

"'Little Qin King' is called uncourteous, please ...... the king"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Fu jumped up, pointed at Lu Buwei's nose and scolded:

"You birdman, what a fart! Can you win a battle with your courtesy? Not being able to win a battle is a piece of fart! King Xiao Qin, King Xiao Qin! Naigong called, what about you! Reprimand children for what they have the ability to slash and kill with your true sword and sword! ”

Lu Buwei showed a helpless look on his face, Xiucai met a soldier, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

Seeing that Lu Buwei didn't say anything, Meng Fu still didn't give up, and dragged his son Meng Wu with one hand.

"Remember! In the future, my Meng family will be called King Xiao Qin! Naigong looks at who dares to chew the root of the tongue! ”

Qin Zhuang Xiangwang Le laughed, and first gave a thumbs up to Meng Fu.

"General Shenwu!"

Then gloating and turning to Lü Buwei.

"Xiangbang, this is not Lone against you, this is General Meng against you. Why don't you speak? As much as you can advise Lonely, you can reason with General Meng! If you really can't do it, it's like the tradition of my Qin country, and it's okay to compete. ”

Lu Buwei snorted coldly.

"I don't bully the old!"

Sitting down angrily.

From then on, as long as there was an occasion, no one dared to say a bad word about Ying Chengcheng, even the court.

…………

Outside the city.

Holding a sword in one hand and a tiger talisman in the other, Meng Wei looked at the handsome young man who had grown up in front of him, and said sincerely:

"Little King Qin, do you really want to do this? led these 8,000 soldiers and horses into Xianyang, and the king of Qin is really not a son! Little King Qin is no longer the King of Qin! ”

Ying Cheng Cheng hippie smiley.

"Oh, old boy, what is so sentimental, the throne is not a good thing, so let it be done by the royal brother. After this counterinsurgency, as long as your Meng family does not die, your position is as stable as Mount Tai, this is not what you dreamed of. ”

Patting Meng Fu on the shoulder, Ying Chengcheng instructed:

"Don't hurt Uncle Lu's life, just slaughter Chang Yu."

Meng Wei raised his head suddenly, looking at the young man who he had seen since he was a child, from the son of Cheng to the young man of King Qin, he was angry and did not fight.

"What are the three words Chang'anjun?! Don't even want the throne! ”

Ying Chengzhi stroked the chest of Meng Fu, who was already an old man at that time, and said with a smile:

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, get angry and hurt yourself."

Meng Fu looked at the boy deeply.

"You are not the king, after this counterinsurgency, I can't stand behind you without hesitation and support you. The three words of King Xiao Qin will not be called by anyone in the future. ”

Ying Cheng Cheng doesn't care:

"If you can't call it, you can't call it, I think the three words Chang'anjun are better."

The old man rode away, and when he turned his head, he said very awkwardly:

"Thank you Chang'anjun for your merit!"

…………

Battle of Handan.

Li Mu uses soldiers like a god, and has the advantage of the topography of the defender, and the Zhao State is about to die, and there is a tendency to mourn the soldiers, and then there is a deep hatred of Qin and Zhao's blood sea.

Wang Qian, the god of war of the Qin State, not only couldn't attack for a long time, but also folded the deputy general Heng Qi in a major war.

King Yingzheng of Qin, sent the veteran general Meng Fu, Wang Qi supported from the small road, and was bound to take the Zhao State, and Ying Cheng quietly accompanied him with several doormen.

"Chang'an Jun is the main general, and the birdman of Yu and Wang Qi is the deputy general!"

Wang Qi, who is also a veteran, was dumbfounded, watching his old comrade-in-arms Meng Fu send the tiger talisman to Ying Chengcheng's hand.

He immediately objected, was scolded and beaten by Mengfu, and finally the opposition was invalid.

Ying Chengcheng did not shirk, and was not in a hurry to send troops with the tiger talisman, first found a suburb to train soldiers for seven days, and then went to the battlefield.

The Lord will be the vanguard!

This is a way of war that Wang Qi, two battle-hardened veterans have never seen. They didn't see that Ying Chengcheng didn't have any way to use soldiers, it was just one word - reckless.

In every battle, you must be the first!

Wearing silver and white armor, the extremely distinctive Ying Cheng Python charged in front, as long as he saw the kind silver armor, these Qin troops behind him screamed and charged into battle as if they had eaten a strong pill.

There has never been any method of fighting, it is the main general who does not send troops to the rear to deploy the formation, but runs to the front to charge against the rain of arrows, and the warlike Qin State has never had such a general.

Although the general's armor didn't seem to be the same—the helmet was tight, and there was not a single gap, and there was a piece of glass at the eye. But the general's armor is a little different, which is completely acceptable, and the food eaten by the Qin army is different depending on the title.

Although the general has been protected by hundreds of masters, the two nearby swordsmen are even more eyey, which can protect the general from chiseling the opposing military formation. But which general doesn't have a personal guard? What's the matter?

Ying Cheng Cheng did not attack the city.

It is to intercept, pursue, ambush, cut off the communication between the cities, and turn Handan into an isolated city.

Dressed in dark armor, with a saddle under his crotch, stirrups on his feet, and horseshoes inlaid on the hooves of his horses, these soldiers followed the young general who was not afraid of death, and was stunned by the cavalry that Zhao Guo was proud of.

Every time is a war of annihilation, and if you don't let a single person go out, it is not something that can be described by a fierce word!

A few days later, Li Mu died, and Handan was broken.

When Zhao Wu Anjun, who was rumored to have died, followed behind Ying Chengcheng in a silent manner.

He personally gave the tiger talisman to Ying Cheng's Meng Fu, who was silent for a long time:

"Chang'anjun, I'm going to guard against you."

Ying Chengcheng laughed and slapped Meng Fu's still solid arm hard.

"Old boy, you know how good I am!"

…………

Pushing open the door, Ying Cheng's face was pale, his eyes were red, and he grinned.

"The old boy is gone, he didn't guard me."

Meng Tian and Meng Yi rushed into the room from both sides of Ying Cheng, and suppressed cries flowed out of the house.

"Champion Hou, my father died without regrets."

Meng Wu walked into the house from Ying Cheng's side and said softly.

His fine gentleman Zhao Su stepped forward to hug Ying Cheng.

"It's okay, it's okay......"

The name of Champion Hou has not yet spread throughout Xianyang City, and Champion Hou is sick.

…………

Pei county.

The roads here are lined with food vendors, most of which sell dog meat. The fragrant dog meat mixed with wine is very popular with many heroic people.

Guiguzi, who was eating dog meat with his apprentice at one of the roadside stalls, was stunned for a moment and pinched his fingers.

The old apprentice blinked and put down the big bone in his hand.

"Master, what's going on? Found the Red Emperor? ”

"It's okay, eat."

Guiguzi picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.

[Another era has passed, Your Majesty, you have to hurry up.] ]

"Two old men, would you like one more person to drink?"

A young man sat beside Guiguzi with a grin, looked at Guiguzi's face in amazement, and picked up the wine bowl on the table and poured a bowl of wine.

Pour your own drink.

"Where did you get the shaft!"

As soon as the old apprentice's eyes were pricked, he snatched it with his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, he easily dodged the old apprentice's less aggressive attack, and still sent this bowl of wine to his mouth steadily.

Clasped the old apprentice's wrist with his backhand, and the person who came said with a smile:

"My husband is old, his temper is also high, just a bowl of wine, why is he so stingy?"

Let go of your hand, gently knead the old apprentice's wrist, and use internal force to move the qi and blood here so that it does not form a blockage.

"I don't care if my husband asks for this consultation fee!"

This time, the visitor picked up the wine jar, and he didn't even use the wine bowl, and poured it into his mouth when he picked it up, which was not polite at all.

The old apprentice was about to get angry, but his wrist was held down by the master, and he turned his head to look.

The clever master looked at the comer, his eyes full of surprise.

"Master, do you know?"

The old apprentice said tentatively.

His master lived for hundreds of years, and knew people of all ages, from three-year-old children to old people.

"Drink slowly, enough wine."

Guiguzi Road.

Someone came to swallow the cow and drink, and a jar of wine was drunk in one go.

Hearing Guiguzi speak, he reached out to take the dog meat on the plate, and said:

"This old man is magnificent, it is not beautiful to have wine without meat after all, since he has given wine, it is reasonable to give me some meat."

Before he finished speaking, he was already holding a bone and gnawing on it.

The old apprentice's eyes showed indignation, but when he saw that the master did not speak, he restrained his temper and stared unkindly at this scoundrel who had come uninvited, drank wine, ate meat, and injured him.

"That makes sense."

Guiguzi smiled and shouted:

"Three more pounds of meat."

The person who came showed surprise, but the dog meat in his mouth was not eaten, and he looked at Guiguzi with a little vigilance.

"My husband is so kind? But do you recognize my identity? ”

Guiguzi is more interested.

"Oh? Tell me, what is your identity? ”

The visitor clapped his hands, got up, stepped on the stool, and said proudly:

"So that my husband knows that I am the Ying clan living in the people today, and my majesty's brother today!"

(End of chapter)