My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

"My lord hurt me."

The woman's pear flower was raining, she twitched, and her bare hands clung to Ying Chengxun's palm and gently rubbed it.

"This hand can't seduce me. Your hands are not as attractive as your face. You have calluses on your hands, which are left by rough work. You are a servant.

"This made me even more curious.

"Which one is so clever, who spent so much trouble, but finally sent only one servant to seduce me? Isn't this looking down on me?

"I have the right to sit on the court, sit on the high platform, watch the clouds and clouds, and cover the sky with one hand. If you sneeze, there will be a heavy rain. Going to Wushan with me, such a good thing, shouldn't happen to you body.

"Why, he has a sister and no daughter?"

Today's Ying Chengyu is completely incomparable with a year ago. Few courtiers meet and call him Shuzi, but call him Chang'an Jun with courtesy and thoughtfulness.

Those officials whose status is low and cannot ascend to the high hall should be respectfully called Junye.

After Meng Ao, who shouldn't be named Marquis, was forcibly invited by Ying Chengxi to be the champion of Chehou, Ying Chengxun was still not well-known among the people, but he was absolutely popular in the officialdom.

Ying Chengxue, who is under one person and over ten thousand people, is not yet married. Every day, countless people bring their daughters and sisters to the door to propose marriage, hoping to marry him, the emperor who has no official status but controls all the officialdom.

The person who can be on Ying Chengyu's bed now may be the mistress of the Chang'an Palace, which is beyond words.

"Why do you ask so many questions? Is the little girl not beautiful enough?"

The woman's winking eyes were like silk, she no longer concealed them, she stretched out her sparrow tongue, gently licking the back of Ying Chengxun's hands like a small animal, her exposed snow-white fragrant shoulders were as smooth as milk.

"Adult~"

The woman called softly, her breasts fluttered slowly, and the atmosphere was shy and charming.

stab~
The small tearing sound of cloth was concealed in her voice, her eyes were full of lust, her blushing face was like drinking fine wine, she looked like a drunken beauty who was too strong to drink.

Suddenly, her movements stopped.

That cheek is still rosy and very attractive, but those eyes seem to be a different person.The lust in it dissipated instantly like white snow under the bright sun, replaced by hatred like the deepest night!
"Have you never killed anyone?"

Ying Chengxun grabbed the woman and hid it in the silk clothes. The wrist of the other hand was effortlessly raised to the woman's eyes. In that hand, which also had calluses, was holding a gleaming dagger.

Ying Chengxue glanced at the struggling hand in his palm, pouted, and signaled the woman to look for herself.

"Beauty, you are trembling. You want to kill me, what are you afraid of? No wonder you have to tell me that the mastermind behind the scenes is an assassin."

Ying Chengxun pushed the woman into the depths of the cabinet, feeling very bored.

Today, unless the nobles in Xianyang have bad brains and have blood feuds with their own families, they must come to Jiuzu Xiaoxiaole, otherwise no one will assassinate him.

No one can afford to assassinate him.

As a result, the first emperor was furious and exterminated the family.

If it fails, Ying Chengxi will take revenge and exterminate the family.

"Did you assassinate the wrong person? It was Ying Zheng who destroyed the Six Kingdoms. You go and assassinate him. Why are you looking for me and Ying Chengxu?
"If you don't want to suffer from flesh and blood, just kill yourself. Don't think about running away. You won't be able to escape Xianyang City."

Ying Chengxi turned around and went, he didn't have time to play with these remnants of the Six Kingdoms.

Since the day of the Wax Festival, the number of assassins in the Chang'an Palace has increased a lot, at least five of them die every month. He has long been used to being assassinated, although this time the assassination is very strange.

It's not that the approach of beauty tricks is strange, the problem still lies in the selection of candidates.

Why do you think that a woman with negligibly low martial arts who has never killed anyone can assassinate him, Ying Chengyu?

Shaking his head, Ying Chengxun stopped thinking about these issues, and planned to call the city defense army over.

Take people, or collect corpses.

The woman climbed out of the closet, looked at Ying Chengxu's back and shouted.

"Why didn't you kill me?!"

Ying Chengxi replied casually:
"The white clothes I wore today are stained with blood and are not easy to wash."

The woman struggled to get up.

Ying Chengxue didn't push with all his strength just now, but he didn't deliberately withdraw his strength either.This palm slapped on the abdomen of the woman who didn't know martial arts, causing the woman's abdominal pain to be unbearable.

She was covering her stomach with one hand and holding a knife in the other.

With a painful expression on his face, wearing the veil that couldn't cover his body, he walked towards Ying Chengxu step by step.

Ying Chengxiu turned around when he heard the sound, and said helplessly:
"You are not only a showman, but also an idiot. You should know that you can't kill me."

He watched the woman approach with pity.

The woman thought that Ying Chengxuan was pitying her for her lack of martial arts, and she wanted to commit suicide. It was the pity of the superiors who could not control the fate of the subordinates, so she shouted angrily:
"Zhuzi! Although I can't kill you! I want to dye your white clothes red! Everyone is furious! Blood splatters five steps!"

She trotted, closed her eyes, jumped up, and thrust in furiously.

Ying Chengxiu held her wrist again, and she poured out all the strength in her body, but it was like a cow falling into the sea.

Opening her eyes, she could see Ying Chengxu's eyes at a close distance, even closer than in the closet just now.The pity in those eyes seemed to be different from those who looked at her before...

"At your age, in my hometown, you should be studying in college, dating, considering breaking up as a big deal, and praying that you won't meet the scumbag Neptune.

"I want to change the law, get rid of the nobles, revitalize the people, and open up the wisdom of the people to make China rise. It is reasonable for the nobles to want me to die. You people want me to die, which is too hurtful.

"You say I'm not a saint, why fight for you people who don't know what is good or bad. You like to be exploited, oppressed, and unable to get ahead, so let you go."

Dumping the woman to the ground, Ying Chengxun looked into the woman's eyes full of hatred.

"The eyes are ugly. I want to see clear and stupid eyes. The reform is not for you, but for myself. I am unhappy with the world."

The woman struggled to get up, to no avail.

Ying Chengxi left internal force in the woman's body, sealing several key meridians in the woman's retreat, preventing the woman from getting up.

"You can move your hands, but you can still kill yourself. This is the privilege of beauty. Of course, if you can't do it, you can also ask me to help you take off your clothes."

Ying Chengxue picked up the bag of briquettes, this woman didn't need it, but someone else needed it.

"Win Chengyu!"

The woman's voice was shrill and desperate.

"What are you doing?" Ying Chengxun looked back with a smile, and said, "If you want to live, forget it, you have already assassinated me, and the murderer must have the consciousness of being killed."

"When you killed my brother, did you have the consciousness to be killed?"

The woman's voice didn't contain any emotion, she just looked at Ying Chengxun fixedly.

th.

Hatred is like the water in the deep sea, flowing slowly, but heavy and powerful, far deeper than the waves on the seashore.

Ying Chengyu's heart fluttered, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

He originally thought that the woman in front of him was instigated by others, and that hatred was instilled by others.

Listening to the words, it seems not.

"Who is your brother?"

"Ma, Lie." The woman paused every word, and said, "This name is a gift from you."

Ying Chengxun clenched his hand holding a bag of honeycomb briquettes, his expression remained calm.

"So you are the sister of Marxism-Leninism, then I will spare your life."

The woman raised the dagger and naturally laid it across the snow-white neck.

Maybe it was the fear of imminent death, or maybe it was the despair of not being able to take revenge, the woman's already extremely indifferent emotions rose again.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

With teardrops hanging on her face, her beautiful face is poignant and beautiful, her red lips are opened and closed with cinnabar instead of rouge, and her white teeth are frosted and collided.

"Why are you not stained with dust?
"Why are you so clean and white?

"Why are you in the storm and out of the water and fire!"

The sharp dagger saw red, she chuckled, her body twitched, the blade sank deeper and deeper.

"Don't sit on the high platform, you will fall off."

Her voice softened, and her eyes moved from Ying Chengxue's face to Ying Chengxue's hand, and then to the bag of briquettes.

The man who killed her brother was the most impatient Chang'an Jun in her brother's mouth, but he didn't throw her on the bed when he offered to send her to the door, and forced her body.

This high-ranking and powerful dignitary who killed her elder brother and escaped Qin Law not only personally delivered things to the common people.

When he was assassinated and left, he did not forget to take away the bag of honeycomb briquettes that have been the most widely circulated in Xianyang recently, which can allow ordinary people to survive the winter safely.

She hated Ying Chengxu who killed her elder brother, but the sight before her opened a crack in her heart infected by hatred.

She still hated Ying Chengxu deeply, but she could no longer say that the person in front of her was a villain.

"You are such a good person, you should be as evil as me!"

The blade cut across.

Blood flows.

The woman who had never killed anyone killed someone, it was herself.

Ying Chengxun was silent and said nothing.

With his martial arts, there are countless opportunities to save the woman.

He stared fixedly at the woman slumped on the ground, at the pair of beautiful big eyes gradually losing their luster, and at the delicate body covered by the light veil losing warmth.

The door opened.

Ying Chengxue walked out the door carrying the bag of briquettes, and he was going to deliver it to the next family.

He was wearing a black singlet.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a bang.

Three very beautiful women dressed as maids violently opened the door.

They wore the unique costumes of the Chang'an Monarch's Mansion, and the bitter cold wind rushed in with them, blowing on the white fox fur that was stained a little red with blood.

Their expressions were extremely ugly, and they stepped forward quickly, and unceremoniously lifted off the red and white fox fur, and saw the delicate body covered by the light veil.

A maid was furious.

"Bah! Despicable!"

Four days later, the eunuch entered the palace of Chang'an, and Ying Chengxue was called into the palace by the first emperor.

This is very unusual.

It has been a long time since the first emperor called Ying Chengyu into the palace. The two brothers can meet anytime they want, and there is no need to go through such a set of procedures.

Ying Chengxun didn't know what to say, and didn't know what kind of medicine was starting to be sold in his cheap imperial brother's gourd again.

The king of four horses galloped on the road, unimpeded all the way, stopped slightly in front of Xianyang Palace, and soon let it go again.

Then he was escorted by a team of officials and led all the way to Zhangtai Palace.

Ying Chengxi was a little relieved, Xianyang Palace and these palaces all have their own sayings, if they really want to have a small meeting, they usually go to the Hall of Discussion.

Although Zhangtai Palace is also the palace of the first emperor's private meeting, it is generally not a big deal.

as predicted.

Ying Chengxun who entered the door looked around, except for the eunuchs and court ladies who were supposed to be there, none of the ministers were seen.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Huang, are you looking for me?"

The First Emperor pointed to the futon in front of him.

"sit."

Ying Chengxi sat down as he said, and took the bamboo slips in front of the emperor without any surprises and began to look through them.

The eunuchs and maids in Zhangtai Palace who saw this scene acted as if they hadn't seen it.They are the ones who are the most informed about the news in the palace in Xianyang. They know the privilege of Ying Chengxu today.

Ying Chengxun complained while watching.

"Can you get rid of these backward bamboo slips? It's too inconvenient and tiring to hold. You don't want to promote the use of paper in the world, can you use it yourself? Don't tell me you have to lead by example, you are not that kind of person .”

The one who was pouring the tea soup was a young eunuch who had just entered Xianyang Palace not long ago.

His body trembled, and he almost poured the tea soup on the first emperor.

The First Emperor was indifferent and did not express anything, as if he did not see it.

But the young eunuch hastily put down his utensils, knelt down on the ground with a plop, slamming his head one after another non-stop.

"Forgive Your Majesty! Forgive Your Majesty!"

The First Emperor took a sip of the tea soup from his teacup, and said without emotion:
"Come here, pull it out, and give me fifty sticks."

Lang Guan who had been waiting in front of the door responded loudly:
"only!"

Stepping inside to pull the young eunuch, he was going to take the young eunuch out of the ground and beat him to death.

Fifty rods are charged, and this is a rush for life.

The young eunuch also knew this truth very well, with a look of despair on his face.

As if he had no bones, he was at the mercy of the two Lang officials, and he walked out on the fence.

"and many more!"

Ying Chengxi, please drink.

The two Lang officials observed the expression of the first emperor, saw that the first emperor did not speak, and continued to act.

They were afraid of Ying Chengxu, but they were in awe of the first emperor.

At the moment of the first emperor, everything is subject to the order of the first emperor.

You can't play smart in front of the first emperor, if you play it, you are playing your own life.

Ying Chengxun frowned and looked up at Shi Huangdi.

The First Emperor picked up the teacup again, lowered his eyebrows and continued to drink tea.

"You are really sick!"

Ying Chengxue cursed angrily.

Standing up, he walked up to the two officials in a few strides, snatching the young eunuch from their hands.

"You two go out."

The first emperor stopped the two Lang officials who were going to fight Ying Chengxue.

"only!"

The two Lang officials responded loudly, and they were relieved. They really didn't want to fight Ying Chengxuan.

When they went out, the two of them were full of luck.

Looking at each other, they both saw horror in each other's eyes.

They are all of noble origin and have no white background.

Knowing that Ying Chengxiu is very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he can't tell the first emperor that the first emperor is sick.Moreover, His Majesty is not angry yet...

"Brother Huang, what do you mean? You are not a bloodthirsty person, so you called me here today to show me off?"

Ying Chengxuan's tone was very bad.

The reason why the young eunuch's hands trembled was that after hearing what he said, he was obviously disturbed by his talking to the first emperor so casually.

It was the first emperor who executed the young eunuch, but if the young eunuch really died, it was because of him.