Empress Dowager Zhao slowly looked back, in front of the tablet of Qin Zhuang Xiangwang, looking at the palm of her hand constantly fanning, the man she was most afraid of in her life said:

"You erection, are you a worm?"

The memory that had long since died began to attack Ying Chengcheng frantically, and he slowly lowered his palm, remembering the follow-up words of his father after he was always teasing.

"The widow is really prescient, hahaha!"

The king who doesn't know anything about it, looks for Xiangbang when he has something, doesn't care about state affairs and family affairs, and has no sense of existence in the Qin State. Always likes to laugh and doesn't seem to care about anything.

Including his name, Cheng Chan.

Cockroach is a poisonous insect.

To become a cockroach is to become a poisonous insect.

How could a father give his son such a name?

Poisonous insects, of course, do not like insect repellent incense.

"Do you know why your name is Cheng Yu?"

In the empty ancestral hall of the Qin State, in front of the ancestors of the Qin State, in front of the deceased husband, Zhao Ji asked slowly and softly, like a kind mother.

"Yes."

Ying Cheng grinned and shrugged his shoulders under Zhao Ji's slightly surprised gaze.

"I'm a lover of reading."

Zhao Jiyu stroked her forehead with her hand.

"Mother almost forgot that you have already read all the books in the Qin Kingdom, and naturally you know that 'Python' is a poisonous insect. Hey, it's no wonder that I'm not going to blame, you've been pretending to be a vertical son for ten years, acting arbitrarily, ridiculously and uninhibited, staying in the building for longer than in Chang'an Junfu, who still remembers what you looked like back then. ”

Ying Chengcheng pretended to be helpless and spread his hands.

"Strange to be?"

"Then do you know why Yingyiren gave you this name?"

Although the name of King Xiang of Qin Zhuang recorded on the tablet is Yingzi Chu, Zhao Ji has always only called him Yingyiren unless he has a plan.

She only recognizes Proton Yingyiren, not Qin Wang Yingzi Chu.

"I don't know this, my mother knows?"

Zhao Ji nodded, her eyes diverged, the corners of her mouth rose, and a bright smile rippled on the face of the queen mother, like a young girl in spring.

"When Yingyiren married me, there was nothing."

Zhao Ji paused for a moment, glanced back at Qin Zhuang Xiangwang's tablet, and his smile grew.

"I can't say that, at least he is beautiful and has a strong body. When he usually talks to me, I can't listen to two words. When he pressed his leg against me, I felt too tired to stand it. But when his whole body pressed against me, I listened to him for everything, and I didn't feel tired at all. ”

Ying Cheng rubbed his face.

"What does this have to do with my name?"

Zhao Ji smiled slightly, and said unhappily:

"Young man, be patient, where is your patience for ten years?"

I actually have a lot of patience, but you are in the ancestral hall of the Qin State, telling a son about the yellow joke with his father, I feel perverted as a pervert!

"What is pretending, I am acting in my true colors...... Father didn't have nothing, Lu Buwei was a guest of his father at that time, and he couldn't satisfy his mother in terms of money. ”

Zhao Ji sneered and didn't bother to respond.

The businessmen are not as good as the people, and they are also lowly.

If it weren't for her Zhao Ji leading her, Lu Buwei wouldn't even be able to enter her mother's door.

"In the second year of our marriage, we gave birth to a child, and Iren named him 'Zheng'. He told me that he would return to Qin to be king. And our child, Ying Zheng, will inherit his throne and become the king of Qin. ”

Zhao Ji tilted her head sideways, her white and tender face as white as egg white had no traces of time at all, and her smile was bright.

"At that time, I said that this kid was called Zhao Zheng, and I came to introduce him to my Zhao court. That bastard just shouldn't say anything about me, and push me down on the bed."

"Mother, mother, just skip this paragraph."

Ying Cheng had a headache and rubbed her temples.

"Speak the next paragraph, speak the next paragraph."

Zhao Ji, who was interrupted for the second time, lowered her face coldly, and her face was like ice crystals.

"Can't jump."

Ying Cheng took a deep breath and shouted at Qin Zhuang Xiangwang's tablet:

"Can you take care of your little gentleman?"

"Heh, except in bed, he couldn't control me when he was alive, let alone a dead man now?"

"That's not necessarily, mother, you should be cautious, beware of your father's dream scolding you at night."

"Evening ......"

Zhao Ji's expression was complicated.

"It's up to you to give it a chance."

Ying Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhao Ji didn't answer this conversation and continued the previous bedtime conversation.

"He lived up to his name, Inhuman, he was an Inhuman in bed. It is said that there is no ploughed field, only tired oxen, but he has never been tired. My battle with him has always been one in which I have thrown away my armor and become limp like mud......"

Ying Cheng listened expressionlessly, complaining again and again in his heart.

Let's just say, this paragraph has to be said, right?

“…… After the clouds and rain, I leaned into his arms, smiled around his chest hair and asked him:

"'Can our son really inherit your throne?' You won't pass it on to other sons? ’

"To be honest, I didn't take it seriously at all, he still wants to be the king of Qin? How can it be?

"Just a few years after the Battle of Changping, the Zhao people hated the Qin people to the bone. As long as he has a little power, he will not be sent to Zhao State as a proton. ”

Zhao Ji pointed to the Qin Zhaoxiang Wang Yingji Spirit Card placed on the table.

"Yingji may have forgotten a long time ago that there is also a grandson named Yingyiren.

But he was extremely serious, and assured me very seriously that even if he had a son in the future, only Zheng'er would inherit his throne.

I saw that he was so serious and very cute, so I pretended not to believe him, and teased him:

"'How can you guarantee that?'

He said:

"'In the future, if I have another heir, I will be named as an adult, a worm, a mole, and an ant. Cockroaches, worms, moles, and ants are all insects, except for Zheng'er, all my sons are adults, and they are incapable of competing with Zheng'er for the throne. ’”

Ying Cheng opened his mouth slightly and nodded knowingly.

Zhao Ji looked at Ying Chengcheng's face, and did not see resentment on it, and was a little disappointed.

"You don't seem to have a grudge against your father, do you think it's something made up by your mother?"

"It's true that my father named me 'Cheng Chan', and it is true that he loves me in every way. The name is just a fictitious codename, and the beauty of getting along with my father is true, what do I have to complain about? ”

"No wonder you often give people names and surnames, it turns out that you don't care about these at all...... But that's not the case with your father. ”

Zhao Ji's eyes were out of focus, and her soul seemed to go back to the past.

"He really became the king of Qin, and he really named you Cheng Chan, I was very happy in Zhao Kingdom, waiting for him to pick up our mother and son day after day, year after year. Turning away from the family, living in a grass hut and eating corn is not bitter.

"I waited for year after year, but what I waited for was that the son should be like a toad, and it was Qin Youqi'er...... For your sake, Ying Yiren gave up our mother and son.

"You may not know it, but he was a man of faith, and his promises were never fulfilled. Lü Buwei compiled "Lü's Spring and Autumn", saying that those who can add, delete, change, and subtract one word will be rewarded with a thousand gold, and "Lü's Spring and Autumn" has a reputation of one word and a thousand gold.

But these four words did not mean "Lu's Spring and Autumn Period" at the earliest, but said that Ying Yiren, he must do what he says, and every word is gold.

"Everyone in the world thinks that Lü Buwei is a noble person who saves Yingyiren from Zhao and returns to Qin and ascends to the throne. Many people thought that if Ying Yiren was replaced by them, they could also be the king of Qin.

"Heh, speaking of hiding clumsy, your father and son are really ordinary."

Zhao Ji glanced at Ying Chengcheng coldly.

Ying Chengcheng is very calm and serious:

"Father-like me."

“……”

Zhao Ji's voice paused for a moment and continued:

"Before I came to the Qin Kingdom, in addition to resenting Ying Yiren, most of what I thought was actually you. How amazing and brilliant is this adult boy to snatch my man? ”

The corners of Ying Cheng's mouth twitched, hoping that Zhao Amu's words in the next words would be more elegant, and try to say as few words as possible that might cause misunderstanding.

"Just when I was disheartened and was about to take Zheng'er back to my family, Lü Buwei came as an envoy of the Qin State to pick me up and Zheng'er to the Qin State.

"I didn't rejoice, and I wouldn't have come if it weren't for the sake of the government. My Yingyiren is dead, and the person sitting on the throne of Qin is called Yingzi Chu ......"

Ying Cheng frowned, and he heard a lot of noise outside the ancestral hall.

It was the sound of military boots stomping on the ground, the sound of Qin's sword unsheathed, and the sound of archers pulling out their longbows.

He looked at Zhao Ji, who still had no intention of stopping, and said softly:

"I'm not here alone."

Zhao Ji didn't stop talking, as if she hadn't heard Ying Cheng's words at all.

Ying Cheng closed his mouth.

“…… After coming to the Qin Kingdom, I realized that it was you who asked the King of Qin to take my mother and son into Qin, and I was shocked. After the shock, my first reaction was that you want to get rid of our mother and son and sweep away your troubles as the king of Qin. ”

"That's my mother's idea, not mine."

"Yes, if I were you, I would only have this one reason to take back Ju Zhao's mother and son. And as I got to know you more and more, especially knowing that you once wanted to mess with the Six Kingdoms with glass, I became more and more convinced of my thoughts. ”

Ying Chengcheng was speechless.

At that time, he didn't have much sense of integration into the world, and his three views only worked on the people, things, and things in front of him.

The six countries in the distant East are an obstacle to the unification of China in his heart.

In order for the Qin State to be unified as soon as possible, any means can be used.

The possible death toll of the people of the Six Kingdoms couldn't make a little wave in the heart of him, Prince Qin, who would feel that there were too many casualties among foreigners?

is so insidious, Zhao Ji doesn't think about it, and even he thinks it's normal.

"You are too smart, as smart as Zhuge Liang in the book "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" you wrote, so wise and close to a demon, did you write this character with yourself as a mold?"

“…… Mother, you exalt me too much. ”

Wuhou, it's not that I touched porcelain, if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for being born 400 years late.

"Alas, you are still hiding clumsy, I have never understood, your status in the Qin State has long been transcendent, who is hiding clumsy for? Is it like your father, in order to make the kings of the six kingdoms look down on him? ”

"Because I think the imperial brother is more suitable to be the king of Qin than me."

"Before Zheng'er entered Qin, you hadn't seen Zheng'er's face."

But I've studied history.

Yingcheng said in his heart.

The sound outside the door became more and more chaotic, and there began to be shouts of killing, the sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh, and the sound of flesh smashing to the ground.

And as time passed, with each breath, the sound grew louder and louder.

The people who made these sounds were rapidly approaching the ancestral hall of the Qin State.

"Why don't you speak, did you say nothing to your mother?"

Ying Chengcheng's hand rested on the temple door.

"Mother asked me to come to the ancestral hall just to kill me?"

Gently opened the door of the hall, but only a gap opened, and the sound of shouting and killing, roaring, and the sound of soldiers intersecting rushed into the ancestral hall of the Qin State.

The door of the temple was completely opened, and along with the light, there were many figures with blood stains on them.

The sword light and sword shadow, blood spilled.

In front of the sacred ancestral hall, blood gathered into streams, flowing low under the corpses that looked like reefs.

The battle was over, and Ying Chengcheng glanced out the door and was stunned.

The leader who came to him was not his disciple Jing Ke, but ......

"Meng Yi?"

Dressed in armor, the young Neishi who doesn't love scholars and generals has a three-foot Qin sword soaked in blood in his hand, holding a sword and holding a fist.

"Chen Mengyi, meet Chang'anjun!"

Ying Cheng narrowed his eyes.

He thought that he was secretly following his doorman to solve Zhao Ji's ambush.

But looking at this situation, before his doorman could make a move, the ambush soldiers were all solved by Meng Yi.

"Hearing the Empress Dowager, Gan Luo intended to rebel, and the ambush soldiers assassinated Chang'an Jun in Yongdi, and the minister came to the rescue!"

"Ganro ......"

Ying Chengcheng muttered softly, raising her voice slightly.

"What about others?"

"Drag Ganro's corpse over."

At the order of Meng Yi, the two city defense soldiers dragged out one of the dead corpses everywhere and pulled it in front of Ying Chengcheng, facing up.

Although the face was full of blood, fortunately it was not disfigured, and it was clear that it was Gan Luoqi.

Ganluo's eyes widened as if he were about to crack his sockets, and his expression at the time of death was fixed on bitter hatred.

Ying Cheng leaned down, and from Gan Luo's eyes that couldn't be closed, he saw a hatred that was a hundred times deeper than his expression.

Ying Cheng reached out to stroke Ganluo's eyes.

As soon as he left his hand, Ganluo's eyelids suddenly lifted.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

"Who did you listen to that the Queen Mother and Gan Luo want to kill me?"

Ying Cheng didn't try again, looked at Gan Luo's face, and said lightly.

Meng Yi was silent.

Ying Cheng turned his head and looked at Zhao Ji.

"It turns out that my mother just said that it depends on whether I give me a chance, and it should be at this time...... Mother wants to die, so it's enough, why do you have to pull Ganluo? ”

Zhao Ji got up, lotus steps, white clothes fluttering lightly with the cold wind, graceful and luxurious, but also revealing a clear spiritual beauty.

Known at the advanced age of the Mandate of Heaven, under the maintenance of the resources of the whole world and the daily deliberate exercise, it looks like he is no more than thirty years old.

If it weren't for the mature face and slender body that were completely detached from immaturity, just looking at the smooth skin, she would be a twenty-eight girl.

Walking in front of Ying Cheng, who was squatting next to Ganluo's corpse, Zhao Ji was condescending and commanding.

"He has hands and feet, and I didn't tie him up, who is to blame?"

"If it weren't for my mother taking the lead, my timid brother would never have dared to assassinate me at this time."

"Yes, I deceived Ganluo with letters and seals, do you want to avenge him?"

“…… That's not all. ”