Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Among the nine secluded yellow springs, the soul bones of Wan Wanying.

May the soul come back, you are invincible!

next moment.

In the past, my comrades-in-arms looked at me, Qin Jia, with a smirk, a serious indifference, or a heroic laugh.

The corners of their mouths wriggled, as if they were saying something.

Everything faded away like a cloud of smoke, like a phantom dream, the voices of the ministers echoed in his ears, the old man slowly put down the wine bottle, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He heard the exhortations of his comrades before they left——

Don't forget the ambition of Da Qin.

Avoiding the lively royal court again and returning to a peaceful corner, he has lived longer than most people, which is enough.

"The widow's wine is not good to drink?"

A majestic female voice with a slightly hoarse voice sounded beside the old man.

Ying Zheng held the wine bottle and stood beside the old man, the corners of his mouth curved like a smile but not a smile.

Having served four generations of Qin kings, the old man can know that this is the unsurpassed British Lord by his side, who has a mind that can accommodate Kyushu and the four seas.

The old man faded away all peace and tranquility, straightened his spine, his aged body revealed the spirit of a ferocious tiger, and his turbid eyes filled with a fighting intent that could not be explained in words.

Lian Po is old, and he is still able to ride a horse to fight.

He was much younger than Lao Lian Po, how could he retreat.

He smiled and said, "No, there is too little wine here!"

"Just when the old minister is triumphant, can you drink a few more bottles?"

Wine, as much as you want!

Through the open door of the palace, Ying Zheng looked at the high black flag. She held a bottle to the ministers, and took the lead to drink the second bottle of wine, and said domineeringly: "The few people are allowed!"

"The widow will welcome the general's triumph with this wine."

The future she longs for is not far away!

The ministers bowed their heads, raised the bottle to respect the King of Qin, and raised the bottle to respect the old general of the king.

During this period, the ruler and his ministers drank three hundred bottles in total.

You Shi was so drunk that he almost had a stomach bleed, he forcibly pushed away a group of dead drunkards full of alcohol, leaned against the wall weakly, and caught a glimpse of several princes and ministers who were driven by the guards with disgust, only the one dressed in mysterious The black-haired woman in gorgeous clothes can still rely on the gate of the temple to look at the end of the field of vision, and her pale golden pupils flash with a deep and complex look.

As expected of the Lord of my Great Qin.

You Shi took out a ruler and wrote on the desk with a pen:

In a certain year, a certain month, the ministers were ordered by the King of Qin, and the royal court was in awe.

Drunk people are like clouds, except for the King of Qin, they are no longer gentlemen.

However, just when the historian was about to finish writing the last stroke and was about to go back to the palace to record the history of Qin completely, Ying Zheng walked out of the hall and held onto the railing with one hand, slowly bent down, opened his cherry lips lightly, and a slightly drunken expression appeared on his cheeks. flush.

the next moment.

"vomit--!"

"Kings!"

"It's okay, cough cough..."

Fu Xi Lingshi hurriedly supported Ying Zheng, took out a roll of silk cloth and carefully wiped the vomit from the woman's lips, and carefully supported her to take her back to rest.

"..."

You Shi was silent for a moment, then silently took out a brand new ruler and corrected:

In a certain year, a certain month, the ministers were ordered by the King of Qin, and the royal court was in awe.

Sovereign and ministers are happy.

The truth that all rulers and ministers kneeled down should be buried forever in the long river of time.

It must not be passed on to future generations.

Chapter 24 Don't Wander When You Return

The black-haired woman smelled of alcohol all over her body, and this bad smell poured into her nostrils, causing Miss Shi's eyes to reflect a helpless color. Although her beautiful face was plain as before, it gradually turned a touch of crimson.

Looking quietly at His Majesty King Qin who was drinking a little confused, she hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind.

The corners of Miss Lingshi's mouth slightly raised a dangerous arc.

"Cough cough cough..."

A violent cough next to her interrupted her charming fantasy, and Miss Ling Shi immediately raised her hand and gently stroked the woman's back.

"Your Majesty, why don't you drink a cup of bitter tea to hangover?"

"No, this drink is still... vomit..."

After drinking so much, you are still brave!