Da Qin: The First Emperor wanted to train me to be the empress

Chapter 124: Is the Zulong violent? (Second update, please support

It was just a short-distance competition, and no one took it too seriously.

Including Zulong.

Yinman: "Why?"

Zhenman explained: "Little sister, hasn't Sister Ninth already asked Shao Yue and the others to equip father's personal guards with war horse suits?"

"Ah, oh? Then...I understand."

Yin Man wanted to say something, but then he thought of something and couldn't help but laugh, "General Wang will know later if he can ride the suit-equipped war horse by himself, right?"

"so smart."

Xu Man did not hesitate to praise her, "She is indeed my little sister."

She meant what she said. How could an ordinary child think of so many things?

Yinman thought of it so quickly, which proves that she is really smart.

Ying Zheng observed the scene of the three little girls getting along with each other. Seeing the sisters loving each other, he couldn't help but feel much happier.

As expected of my bloodline, this affectionate and righteous nature is worth protecting with all your heart.

While everyone was talking, they heard the sound of horse hooves approaching quickly.

Following the sound, he looked over and saw Zhang Han leading the way, holding six persimmons in both hands and coming quickly.

A big smile broke out on his handsome face: "Your Majesty, this horse with a suit is so convenient to ride."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man stopped his horse, dismounted gracefully, knelt on one knee, and held up the persimmons in front of His Majesty with both hands: "Your Majesty, the Huazhang Palace persimmons are really ripe."

"Ah, very good."

Ying Zheng reached out and took a persimmon, "Get up."

Because all those following were Huazhang's personal guards, each of them holding at least three persimmons in their hands.

and explained why.

To sum up, it means: General Zhang Han said that because of Her Royal Highness the Princess's instructions, they and the personal guards took advantage, so they picked a few more persimmons to even out the time difference.

When Wang Shilang picked a persimmon and ran back, they stopped and ran back.

In the end, they still surpassed Shilang Wang.When Ying Zheng heard this, he couldn't help but smile heartily: "Hahaha... Not bad, you didn't lose Hua Zhang's face."

Xu Man: "Father, you always want to praise them, so there is no need to drag me out to talk about them."

"Why is it unnecessary?"

Zu Long looked at his daughter seriously, "Don't forget, they are your personal guards, and they will be your face when going out to do things in the future."

Smelly girl, your father has given you such an excellent General Zhang Han, why don't you win over him properly?

"Your Majesty and Your Highness, please rest assured that Han and others will definitely not do anything to harm Her Highness the Princess's face."

When more than ten people heard His Majesty's words, they quickly responded in unison.

"Okay, let's all get up."

Seeing this, Xu Man said, "I believe in you."

At this time, Wang Li's figure appeared in everyone's sight.

He turned over and dismounted, and shamefully handed out a persimmon he had picked: "Your Majesty, Li has lost."

"You didn't lose."

Ying Zheng took the persimmon he handed him, and his rich voice carried a persuasiveness that could not be ignored, "It was your horse that lost."

Wang Li: "...don't blame the horse."

"Well, it's really not the horse's fault."

Ying Zheng did not argue with him, but ordered, "Take it outside the Huazhang Palace and let Shao Yue and the others put a suit on it. It will be even better in the future."

Xu Man: [Mom, who said my father was tyrannical? 】

[Listen to the tone of my father's words to Wang Li. He is so gentle, considerate and generous. 】

[If I ever have the opportunity to return to the future and come across articles describing my father’s tyranny, I will transform into a Zaun and spray them to death. 】

Ying Zheng: "..." Brutal?maybe.

He raised his hand and rubbed the child's head, and asked warmly: "It's getting late, and my father is going back to deal with political affairs. Do you want to come with us?"

(End of this chapter)