Chapter 203: The Empress's Relic
Seeing Zhang Yi and Li Xin, Beg instinctively touched the Yuling Ring on his hand, and all his magic weapons flying swords, including the preparation of the spirit talisman in the ring, were also ready to be fired. Fortunately, he had already let a hundred Longbo people take the atavistic body quenching blood soup, so that they could form a golden pill, even if Zhang Yi and Li Xin were current, Bei Qi had the confidence to use a hundred Longbo people to form a large array to trap them.
Coupled with the five elements spirit beads and other magic weapons that he carried with him, Beg even had the confidence to surprise and kill any of them.
With confidence in his heart, Bei Qi didn't make any out-of-the-ordinary reactions, just watched Li Xin stride in front of him, pick up the black dog, and strode to the back of the house. Soon there was a terrible howl from the back of the house before the black dog died, and Li Xin didn't even look at Bei Qi when he did this.
Beg also looked at Zhang Yi without changing his face, and did not look at Li Xin much, but saluted Zhang Yi with a fist:
"The younger generation, Zhang Yi, the prince of Dayan Chaotianyun, has seen Mr. Zhang Yi. I don't know if the old gentleman came this time to grab something, or did he want to kidnap Princess Yanle and dedicate it to Win Zheng? And let the old gentleman know that this is the thistle capital, and the old gentleman is old, and he will break an arm and leg if he is not careful. β
Zhang Yi smiled dumbly, while Su Qin slapped Bei Qi and said with a smile: "Okay." Come in, they're not here to find trouble. β
Taking off his cloak, Su Qin took Bei Qi into the house. Su Qin's house is just like the most ordinary country house, the house is very large, empty and has no furniture. There was a fire pit dug in the middle of the house, and a good charcoal fire was lit in it.
There were several neat hides on the ground, and there were two strips on them, on which the paint was almost gone.
On the niche at the back of the house, there are ancestral tablets. But the ancestors of the Su Qin family must have been as hungry as the pigs in his pigsty and the horses in the stable. In the porcelain plate in front of the ancestral tablet, there are only a few moldy and hairy kernels, and there are a few tooth marks on them, which can be seen to have been gnawed off by mice. In the small bronze incense burner next to the porcelain plate, there is no incense ash in the air, presumably Su Qin may not have given his ancestors a stick of incense in seventy or eighty years.
In the corner of the house, there were some farm tools piled up in a mess, and looking at the rusty appearance of the farm tools, no one had called them for at least thirty or fifty years. Next to the farm implements were several large baskets, which contained some millet and the like. Bei Qi's eyes were sharp, and he saw that these corn grains were also full of rat feces, presumably when those rats in Pingrì were having dinner in the basket, Su Qin was too lazy to get up and drive them away.
The three of them knelt beside the firepit, Su Qin flipped his hand, took out a set of azure sè with sea blue sè rain stains from his sleeve, and slowly began to boil water to make tea on the charcoal fire in the fire pit. The water is the best mountain spring water from a fine porcelain water jar that Su Qin took out of his sleeve, and the tea is the best tribute tea from a crystal tea jar that he also took out of his sleeve. Coupled with Su Qin's more than 2,000 years of tea-making skills, it didn't take long for a clear and quiet tea fragrance to envelop the entire courtyard.
Smiling proudly, Su Qin said to Zhang Yi: "The best tribute tea, for this tribute tea, I mobilized three million Great Yan Sailors, crossed 20,000 miles across the eastern ocean, conquered the Yuren Kingdom, and spent three years to capture their seven hundred and thirty-eight cities, forcing the Yuren Kingdom to offer one hundred catties of this superb spiritual tea every ten years. β
With a long sigh, Su Qin proudly showed off:
"This tea only grows in the triple heavenly abyss of the Yuren Kingdom, on the cliff eighty miles above the ground, and is soaked by the wind and rain dew in the sky, so there is such a good tea. Only those who have spiritual roots in the country of Yuren, and who are under the age of fourteen, can make such wonderful tea with the tip of the bud under the tip of their tongue. Come on, try, try!"
Bei Qi took the tea cup handed over by Su Qin and put it on the table in front of him. He looked at Su Qin and said with a smile: "The kid doesn't like to drink other people's saliva!"
Su Qin, who was pouring tea into his mouth with a tea cup, was stunned for a moment, then choked on a mouthful of water, and after a violent cough, Su Qin threw the entire set of tea sets out of the door. He looked at Don Beg angrily and said angrily: "Bastard, when you say this, this tea is completely ruined!"
Zhang Yi smiled, and also took out a set of tea sets from his sleeves, what he escaped was a fine porcelain tea set that had rained through the sky and blue, and it was also a water tank containing the best mountain springs, and he was slowly preparing tea. While he was busy, he smiled and said: "My tea is also Daqin's tribute tea, the tea has a strong fragrance, and it can greatly replenish vitality." Only on the battlefield where more than a million people have been killed, can such a good tea be nourished by gathering bloody battle qi. The people who pick the tea are not those delicate little women, they must be strong warriors, and the tea they pick can strengthen the blood, nourish the vitality, strengthen the muscles and bones, and fill the bone marrow. β
Su Qin turned his head to look at Beqi, and he said coldly: "This national teacher of the Great Qin Dynasty is showing off in front of us." What do you say about this tea?"
After a moment of silence, Bei Qi pulled his eyelids and said: "Burning the qin and cooking the crane, it is really a bad scenery, the kid can't bear to say." β
Su Qin angrily slapped the case around him, and he said angrily: "You have already burned my crane, so you have to stew Zhang Yi's crane for me!"
Zhang Yi looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "But my crane, I'm not afraid that you will stew it! How can you stew this kind of spiritual tea nourished by the blood and qi on the battlefield?"
Looking at the triumphant Zhang Yi, Bei Qi said lightly: "On the battlefield where millions of people are killed, these spiritual teas can take root and grow." But killing millions, before people die, feces and urine flow together, and the ground is full of feces, urine and sewage, whether it is the human blood that nourishes these spiritual teas, or those spiritual teas absorb the taste of feces and urine to gather this spiritual tea, it is unknown...... Don't beg, you don't want to drink pee!"
Silence, Su Qin put his hands in his sleeves, looked up at the roof, and fell into the silence of yΔ«n Sen.
Zhang Yi's face was distorted, the corners of his mouth twitched and he looked at Beggar, and after a full quarter of an hour, he slowly grabbed all the tea sets and threw them out of the room. He looked at Beg with a shudder, and snorted coldly: "Burning the qin and cooking cranes, there is nothing more beautiful in the world than this." You kid, in just a few words, you have destroyed two strange things in the world, you, you, you......
Beg sighed lightly, took out three small black clay wine jars from the Black Dragon Spirit Ring, and handed a jar of wine to each of the two old guys. After opening the wine jar and taking two sips of wine, Beqi shook his head and sighed: "I destroyed these two spiritual things?" Hmm, you have all drunk them for more than a thousand years and two thousand years, so what if you continue to drink them? It's just that you can't stand the devil in your heart. β
After pouring a few sips of wine, Beg stared at Zhang Yi and sneered: "Okay, Mr. Zhang Yi, what are you doing here?" I saw you and Mr. Su Qin fighting to the death that day, how can you sit here and laugh at each other today?"
Su Qin hurriedly said on the side: "Su Qin and Zhang Yi smiled at each other, that is the friendship of the same family. When we calculate against each other and hurt each other, it is our own master. This personal relationship is a private relationship, and official business is official business, and it must not be mixed up. After that, Zhang Yi found me and asked me to find your doll to come over and discuss something with you, and only today did I find an opportunity to pull you over.
Clapping his hands, Su Qin cleared up his relationship in a few words: "I'm just a pimp, what deal do you have, just say it yourself." β
The sound of footsteps sounded, and Li Xin walked in with ~ a big clay pot, and in the pot was neatly cut black dog meat. He stewed the large clay pot on the charcoal fire, and the fire was so strong that soon the cold water in the pot was steaming. Li Xin glanced at Beggar, stretched out his hand and said, "Boy, I remember you." The three arrows didn't kill you, you kid is shameless enough, you actually used the people you taught as a shield to block arrows, if you were my Great Qin sergeant, you would have been engaged in military law a long time ago. With a cold snort, Li Xin shouted: "There is wine, bring it!"
He took out a few more large urns of wine from the ring, and placed the wine urn by the fire, and let the charcoal fire slowly heat the wine in the urn. Li Xin had already swallowed a jar of wine in a big gulp, and didn't look at Bei Qi again.
Zhang Yi coughed lightly on the side, and said slowly: "Don't beg, this time we sneaked into Jidu, one is to find out what Dayan's general national strength is." It's just a drop-in mission. Our other important task is to ......"
Zhang Yi's gaze swept over the black dragon spirit ring in the two rings that Beqi was now wearing on his hand. Beg now only wears the Black Dragon Spirit Ring and the Nurturing Spirit Ring on his hands, and all the fragmentary treasures on his body are placed in the Black Dragon Spirit Ring, which can hide all his net worth. Seeing Zhang Yi's strange gaze, Beqi hurriedly covered the ring on his hand and sneered: "The one that arrives in his hand is mine, even if Ying Zheng wants to take it back, it is impossible! β
Zhang Yi shook his head again and again and said: "I can't come, I can't come, Your Majesty is seriously injured, and now he is recuperating from his wealth." In the future, he will lead a large army to Jidu, and he will settle this account with you at that time. Today, Zhang Yi came, just to return a lacquer inlaid gold box in the ring. β
Beggar's divine sense quickly swept the black dragon spirit ring, and the black dragon spirit didn't need to beg to search for it himself, and took the initiative to spit out the small lacquerware inlaid gold box with a length and width of about two feet and a height of one foot. Bei Qi put the box on the ground in front of him, pressed it on the box with one hand, looked at Zhang Yi and said with a smile:
"It's this box, right? Tell me, what's in it?"
Zhang Yi took a deep look at the box and said indifferently: "It is the relic of Your Majesty and the Empress." Some jewellery and a few pieces of clothing that she carried with her, as well as a handwritten letter from the Empress to Her Majesty. β
The divine sense swept into the box, and it was indeed these things, all of which were ordinary items without any aura, no wonder Beg didn't notice this box when he sorted out the Black Dragon Spirit Ring.
After pondering for a moment, Beg said indifferently: "For the sake of this box, Win Zheng will let the Great Qin National Master come to Jidu to take risks?" Laughing dryly, Zhang Yi bowed his head and said: "This box is more important than Zhang Yi's head." Of course, with Senior Brother Su Qin here, although Zhang Yi's trip was a little more dangerous, at most seriously injured, there was no fatality. β
Su Qin hurriedly cleared up the relationship again: "It's not that Su Qin doesn't kill you, even if His Majesty of the Great Yan Dynasty sees you, he will only capture you alive, and he is reluctant to kill you." Hehe, hehe, official business is official business, private friendship is private friendship, Su Qin never mixes public and private. β
Gently patted the lacquerware box, Bei Qi squinted his eyes and smiled: "I don't care what your personal relationship is, I want this box, and I will pay it back!" After a pause, Bei Qi looked at Zhang Yi in surprise and asked: "In other words, the dignified emperor of Qin, his territory is not much smaller than our Great Yan Dynasty, how many women do you want, a queen's relic, as for being so precious?"
Su Qin was silent, and he also looked at Zhang Yi with curiosity on his face.
Zhang Yi pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.
In the history books, there is no record of who the queen of Ying Zheng's classmate is, so the pig's head began to make up nonsense again!
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