Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

King Huai of Chu died of Qin, and the people of Chu hated the people of Qin deeply.

Pretty ridiculous statement.

The people of Chu still remember the former King Huai of Chu, and it is better to call it fear than hatred, and there is no royal family in the world that does not hate Qin, but the old enemies were buried one by one in the long river of history and turned into one. Dip the loess.

She bent her mouth and looked at the vast land of Kyushu, which was briefly sketched on the map, and the river and the country.

This Chu is the last piece of the puzzle, that is the final battlefield, and it is unknown how many human lives it will take to fill it.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, "The Duke of Chu said: Although there are three households in Chu, Qin must be killed by Chu."

Miss Lingshi meticulously classified the approved manuscripts into complete categories, waved her hands and repelled several palace maids in the palace, respectfully stood beside the King of Qin, and said with a smile: "The prophecies of the Yin-Yang family are mostly just poor toys to fool Qianshou and create public opinion. "

The wailing before the death of the defeated dog is nothing but the sweetness of the ear.

Miss Lingshi narrowed her eyes, bent down, and respectfully completed trivial tasks that were not hers.

Ying Zheng was silent, turned his eyes to the other side and stared silently.

The setting sun has already set on the other side of the mountain, and through the open windows, one can see the shadows of flowers swaying silently with the breeze in the early summer, and the sky is rendered a crimson red like a burning flame in the afterglow.

Waited too long.

The unfamiliar and familiar grand scene sketched out a simple prototype in my mind, and the flags fluttered thousands of miles to the end of the mountain and the sea, and finally crowned in the cheers of thousands of people.

Everything is so clear, and a faint smile flows from the deep and majestic eyes.

Every generation of ancestors has completed their mission, every step is steady and calm, until the country is passed to Ying Zheng, all she has to do is to pass on the spark of prosperity to her daughter.

"It's time for Fusu to finish class, let's go and have a look."

She got up and stepped out of the bleak palace, the soles of her boots stepping on this ancient land.

still go...

Miss Ling Shi followed the king quietly as usual, bowed her head, and a hint of unwillingness poured out silently in her heart.

If possible, she hopes to reduce the number of Ying Zheng's visits to Fusu's son, not because he hates the son, but because some bad thing is playing the role of the prince's companion.

It's a pity that she couldn't speak without a valid reason, she was very angry.

As for making trouble without reason, there is no such thing, but no one with brains will choose to use such a low-level and backward method to bet on the limit of King Qin's patience, not to mention that if the king wants to do something, as a minister, he can only obey.

Under the respectful salute of the guards and palace maids outside the hall, Miss Ling Shi's expression changed for a while, and she followed behind the woman like a background without doing any unnecessary actions.

King Qin quietly entered the exquisite and elegant school. Seeing Fusu holding the tablet in two small hands, his eyes filled with a pitiful expression about dying on the spot, biting the corner of his mouth tightly, while Yan Ce swiped his finger across the tablet to give it to him patiently. Fusu interprets the deep meaning of every word in the booklet.

Mr. Fei passed over the boys and girls, and walked quietly to King Qin's side to salute, "Your Majesty."

She looked directly at Mr. Fei and said gently, "Sir, how is Fusu today?"

"..."

Han Fei pondered for a while and said, "There is progress."

The answer is obviously to take care of Ying Zheng's face, which means that there is not much progress, just moderate, not outstanding, but not too bad, just do it.

Ying Zheng rubbed his temples and sighed slightly, "Alas, a widow can probably imagine it."

"What about the other one?"

Mr. Fei glanced at the young man who was reading the Master's article to Fusu over and over again, and praised him earnestly, "He is very good."

"Oh?"

Ying Zheng was a little surprised. Mr. Fei was not arrogant in his usual way of dealing with people, but he behaved like a scribe, and he was highly praised by Mr. Fei, which was beyond her expectations. Han Fei was by no means flattering. People, if they are angry, they will not even give the King of Qin face.

Mr. Fei's evaluation turned out to be very good...

"Intelligence is not lost to anyone of the same age. Occasionally, there are surprising words. Even if it is right and wrong, it has to be considered several times. The most important thing is to have a good heart. Among the sons of all countries, the character, appearance, and talent are considered top notch. With a little guidance, it will become a great tool.”

Han Fei smiled lightly, and her insights when interpreting the article were often beyond her expectations. All kinds of new ideas were unexpectedly worth scrutinizing. Apart from playing with Fusu from time to time, he was still a very good child.

"And he has a very close relationship with Young Master Fusu."

"Is it……"

Ying Zheng paused, his beautiful cheeks were neither sad nor happy, he didn't know what he was thinking about, and after a few seconds he slowly asked, "It's very intimate?"

"Yeah, from time to time I'll play a little over the top."

"..."

Ying Zheng stroked Ya's long black hair, frowned, and said nothing.

Han Fei smiled patiently and thoughtfully, "I just don't know when the king is going to let Young Master Fusu get married?"

"marry?"

Ying Zheng frowned, looked up at the back of his daughter and the boy under the ancient branches, and said lightly, "Mr. Fei, Fusu is still a child, it seems that this is too early."

child?Children of this age among the nobles are secretly pregnant with children.

Han Fei suddenly smiled, thinking that King Qin was hesitating about age and etiquette, "Then we can make a marriage contract first, and we can hold the wedding together when Fu Su becomes an adult."

A perfect proposal.

To solve all of Ying Zheng's concerns at once, he is worthy of being Mr. Right and Wrong, and he is worthy of being a master of legalism...