Rumble!

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, which shocked Yingzheng's face and made him unable to speak for a long time.

Zhao Gao saw that Yingzheng did not respond, still maintained his posture, and said in a loud voice:

"Your Majesty, according to the etiquette, you should travel the world and let the people of Great Qin feel the blessing of the Son of Heaven."

Ying Zheng came back to his senses, the placket behind his back was already wet with sweat, and he said hoarsely:

"I know, you cut down, let me think about it."

Zhao Gao arched to the end again:

"Your Majesty, this is the parade road map, please take a look at it, and the minister will retire first."

Ying Zheng looked at the album that the attendant Chen placed on the desk, and didn't dare to turn it.

As an emperor, at this moment, someone really proposed to tour the world, could it be that Zhao He Xiao'er is a god!

Ying Zheng's eyes froze and slowly opened the album.

Looking at the route marked by Zhao Gao, Ying Zheng's gaze went straight to the sand dunes.

"In July, we went to the sand dunes, and the drums were played to show the ..... of the Son of Heaven to the people."

Ying Zheng's hands began to tremble slightly.

"How could it be, Zhao Gao had an affair with He'er? No way, no way! ”

"How could He'er be unpredictable, sand dunes, sand dunes, I really want to die here!"

The next day, Ying Zheng went out early in the morning, and last night Zhao Gao brought up the matter of the parade, which kept him awake at night.

He had to find Zhao He and ask him clearly.

Not long after, he came to the village where Zhao He was.

When Tie Yingwei was about to drive the frame directly to Zhao Hemen, Ying Zheng felt something:

"Stop, just put the frame here. Walk with me, and don't disturb the people. ”

"Whoa!"

It was only a quarter of an hour's journey from the entrance of the village to the front of Zhao Hemen, but Ying Zheng saw a completely different scene on the official road in Xianyang along the way.

Although it was early in the morning, many farmers were already busy.

The men in the fields were already sweating profusely, and the women set up a stove in front of the door to cook their meals.

A group of children did not see the appearance of yellow muscles and thin muscles, and they were not afraid of people at all, and they laughed in groups.

Ying Zheng was curious, and ordered someone to stop an old man, Ying Zheng stepped forward and said in a calm tone:

"Uncle, I don't know something. If it is just decided today, there is no hunger on the faces of your people here, but do you have food at home? ”

The old man saw that Yingzheng had an extraordinary bearing and an entourage by his side, so he said respectfully:

"The nobles don't know that in the early years, our village was also a deserted farmland, and no one took care of the fields during the war, and the families were hungry and poorly clothed. Fortunately, Zhao Gongzi came here two years ago to teach me how to cultivate foolish people, and he also gathered the young children in our village to teach knowledge in his spare time, and our life gradually became richer. ”

After listening to the old man's words, Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"I remember that he had only been here for two years, when he was only 6 years old. I'm afraid that even if the prime minister comes here, he won't be able to do such a field. ”

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng couldn't wait to have a good chat with his cheap son.

After bidding farewell to the old man, Ying Zheng went straight to Zhao He's residence.

Before he arrived, he heard Zhao He's voice ringing in the courtyard:

"In the past, it was not enough to boast, but now there is no end to debauchery. The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day. ”

Hiss!

Ying Zheng suddenly stopped, is this really his own species?

8 years old, what kind of verse can be made by an 8-year-old?

Ying Zheng didn't hold it anymore, picked up his robe and walked to Zhao He's courtyard.

Eight-year-old Zhao He is dancing around the yard with a wooden sword.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao He's bells and whistles "swordsmanship", his face sank, and said:

"Wu'er is very interested, and this swordsmanship is also exquisite."

Zhao He's figure was stunned, and when he turned his head, it turned out to be his cheap father, and he threw the wooden sword and ran over.

"Father, have you figured it out? As for the money, have you brought all the money from our family? ”

As soon as these words came out, Rao is Iron Eagle Guard had undergone years of training, and his face was also full of surprise at this time.

This kid is a tiger, dare to talk to His Majesty like this? Anyway, why isn't Your Majesty angry?

Ying Zheng's face fell, and he walked into the house with Zhao He's back collar in one hand.

"Eh, you don't talk about martial arts, you let me down!"

After entering the door, Ying Zheng threw Zhao He on the couch and commanded outside the door;

"Wait outside, no one is allowed to come near."

"Whoa!"

Zhao He looked at his cheap father's face was not good, and immediately coaxed.

got up from the couch, carefully poured a glass of water, and said tentatively:

"Dad, are you missing me? Coming early in the morning? ”

Ying Zheng took a sip of water from the cup before he spoke:

"How did you know that His Majesty was going out on a parade today? But is there anyone in the palace who has contact with you? ”

Zhao He was stunned after hearing this:

"Palace? Where did I know me? I haven't even been out of the village! ”

Ying Zheng was stunned:

"Then tell me how you can make the people in the village rich after you have been here for two years? You were only 6 years old when you came, are you a demon? ”

When Zhao He heard this, he immediately sat down on the couch and got up:

"It's a small thing, but it's not enough to worry about. The people are cowardly, but they are not stupid. I happened to have read books on farming, as long as I taught them the method of farming, there would be no natural disasters and the harvest would be abundant. ”

Ying Zheng nodded and said:

"You can teach, you go on, how do you know about the Son of Heaven's parade."

Zhao He glanced at him, he couldn't say that I crossed over, and there was a showdown.

After a while, Zhao He slowly spoke:

"Qin ruled the world, and the people everywhere trembled, and they must be afraid that the court would take them under their knife. At this time, Yingzheng must still be worried about the government, and naturally some courtiers will put forward the opinion of parade. ”

"First, it can satisfy Yingzheng's vanity that shows the majesty of the emperor."

"Second, if he doesn't leave the palace, how can those people with bad intentions do it? The tens of thousands of iron armor in Xianyang Palace are not eating dry rice. ”

Ying Zheng's heart sank, and a killing intent began to permeate.

Zhao He also sensed the change in the cheap father, and said cautiously:

"Dad, we're also anti-thieves, but let's not do this, do you collect the magic power? Your face is terrifying. ”

Ying Zheng's face softened, and his eyes stared straight at Zhao He:

"You're saying we're thieves too?"

Zhao He saw that Yingzheng's face was softened, thinking that he had said what was in the heart of his cheap father, so he said:

"We also want to rebel, but we have to wait until after Yingzheng dies..."

"Eh, what are you doing with a stick, eh...."

For a long time, Zhao He rubbed his fart. Sitting honestly on the couch.

Ying Zheng took a sip of water and said:

"Tell your father about your speculation, my father's business is doing big, and there have been some rumors in the palace recently."

Zhao Heyan held the stick in Yingzheng's hand that had not yet been put down, swallowed his saliva and said:

"The remnants of the 6 countries, they don't have the ability to attack and assassinate, so they can only hit the officials in the palace with their ideas."

Ying Zheng said thoughtfully:

"Who in the palace has such courage?"

Zhao He sneered:

"Yingzheng is not dead, and no one in the sky of Daqin will ever dare to turn it around. As soon as Yingzheng died, the cow ghost and snake god dared to come out to show their magical powers. ”

Speaking of which, Ying Zheng has already realized a lot in his heart.

He looked at 8-year-old Zhao He with a complicated expression on his face.

This kid, at such a young age, can see through so many things, is it really a Qilin'er?