"I am the first emperor in the world, and even if the descendants have the ability, they can only rank behind me!" Zhao Zheng didn't have any dissatisfaction, but he still refuted, probably because he was used to arguing with Yaoxing.

That is, I can listen to you, but you can't say me.

Yao Xing glanced at him: "Isn't it a gratifying thing that future generations are stronger than us?" ”

Zhao Zheng didn't speak, he thought about it for a while, but he was still unhappy, no matter who it was, it wouldn't work better than him, he still had to continue to work hard.

"Think of it this way, if you rule the six kingdoms, will your ancestors be happy underground, and think that you have done what they have not done?" Yao Xing continued to enlighten, lest he get into the horns of the bull and trap himself to death.

Zhao Zheng seized the opportunity, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "There is nothing I can't do!" ”

Yao Xing is really speechless, Zhao Zheng doesn't understand any reason, and he doesn't need to be guided by others at all. But he's a tough guy, and his mouth is so hard!

But Yaoxing is also hard-mouthed, and Yaoxing does not admit defeat, even if he knows that this issue is meaningless to argue, he can't lose:

"Before gunpowder, did you think there would be such a thing? How do you know that in ten or twenty years, or hundreds or thousands of years, there will be no descendants who will make something more powerful? ”

Zhao Zheng thought for about five seconds, and then reprimanded: "How can you be so strong? You can just listen to what you say, and you can do it useless! ”

Yaoxing's eyes widened, why was he so shameless, he let him say all the good and bad things! Now that he knows that he is useless, what is he thinking about when he is horning?

The mouth is strong, and the brain is persuading?

"You've got a mouth, but it's not in vain!" Yao Xing gritted his teeth angrily, turned his head and went back to the dormitory, not looking at him.

Zhao Zheng's victory made him happier than any small-scale war, and now he looked triumphant. If it weren't for Zhao Zheng's inviolable majesty, he would look like a nobleman with a temperament, and Yao Xing would definitely describe him as a villain.

"By the way, what's going on with Fusu's personal guard?"

Yaoxing was already sitting on the bed, and suddenly remembered that he had told Fusu before that he would let Fusu secretly cultivate fine work, create a sticky pole and a brocade guard, and I don't know how it is now.

Zhao Zheng was also stunned for a moment, Yaoxing forgot, he didn't take Fusu's petty fight seriously at all, how could he know Fusu's progress!

"I don't know, I'll ask you tomorrow." Zhao Zheng also spoke bluntly, not in the slightest for the time being, his negligence towards his son.

Yaoxing also knows Zhao Zheng's temperament, even if she is angry, she is still like a hanger, so what to do when she is angry, angry with herself!

At night, Yao Xing slept by himself, because Zhao Zheng wanted to visit Wushan Yunyu here, but he was called away.

Yaoxing was sleepy and confused, and he didn't care that someone asked Zhao Zheng away, but he was a little regretful. The atmosphere has been set to this point, and I am ready to sleep in the bumps, but the bumpy people are not coming.

On the second, third, and fourth days, Zhao Zheng did not enter the harem.

Yaoxing also deliberately asked people to ask where Zhao Zheng lived, after all, this was the first time that Zhao Zheng was in the palace and did not come to look for him.

Yao Xing was not afraid that he would change his mind and steal food, but he was even more afraid that he would have to deal with some tricky military affairs by himself. Therefore, he still focuses on the overall situation, and can only send the soup to him every day as if it were in a string.