Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 213 I'm Coming, I Miss You To Death

Those assassins were gnashing their teeth one by one, but they were helpless at the moment.

Since the assassination operation cannot be carried out, they only have one wish now, and that is to see what kind of face that trash is.

"coming!"

At this moment, someone exclaimed in surprise.

Countless people raised their heads and looked outside the city gate with endless surprises on their faces.

finally come!

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, his heart beating wildly at this moment.

My two sons have finally returned.

Right now!

Meng Yi led a pair of military horses, opened the way ahead, and then scattered on both sides.

And right behind them, a few terrified civilian husbands were carrying a sedan chair, and their legs were a little weak.

They are just ordinary people. When have they seen this kind of battle?
At that time, I just saw that Ying Zige paid a lot of money, so I agreed without hesitation. Why didn't I expect that this move could already be carried to Xianyang.

What they didn't expect was that the young master in the sedan chair had an extraordinary status, and there were so many people welcoming him in Xianyang.

Who is this kid?

If they knew that this kid was the thirteenth son and a member of the Great Qin imperial family, they would probably collapse on the ground in fright.

"Young Master Fusu!"

"Young Master Fusu!"

"Young Master Fusu!"

……

In an instant, the people cried and cried, and each of them was crying with rain, stretching out their hands as if they wanted to grab the young master Fusu who was inside the sedan chair.

All eyes were on the sedan chair.

Without noticing it at all, Fusu, the young master who was following the sedan chair, twitched his cheeks hard, and he became ill on the spot.

That's an embarrassment.

Obviously he was outside the sedan chair, but these common people preconceived that they were inside the sedan chair.

After all, with his honorable status, of course he should lie in this sedan chair!

But at the moment there was someone else in the sedan chair, of course it was that bastard Ying Zige.

Thinking of this matter, Young Master Fusu gritted his teeth for a while.

People from those counties and counties were very enthusiastic about providing carriages, but Ying Zige said lightly, this trip is a secret trip, don't make too much noise, don't bother everyone.

So I found a few bearers among the people.

That's fine.

When the young master Fusu wanted to enter the sedan chair, the kid smiled wickedly and waved his hand impatiently.

"Brother, the space here is too small, and you also know that I like to sleep lying down. If you sit in this, I can't sleep well, so I will trouble you..."

Young Master Fusu's face darkened at that time, but after thinking about it, why should he be as knowledgeable as this kid.

Wouldn't it be enough to buy a carriage by yourself, or buy a fast horse?
But when I touched my pocket...

Damn no money!

He had no choice but to follow the sedan chair aggrievedly, and every day he heard the sound of snoring coming from inside the sedan chair, Young Master Fusu had an urge to rush in and fight the other party desperately.

Along the way...

He lost three pairs of shoes.

At this moment, both legs were already swollen.

Just thinking about it made him feel like crying.

After finally coming to Xianyang, I didn't expect that these enthusiastic people would welcome it wrong?
His mind was in a mess all of a sudden.

"My son is back! This..."

Seeing the sedan chair approaching from a distance, Ying Zheng smiled in relief, and then suddenly realized that his precious eldest son was following beside the sedan chair.

Don't think about it, the person inside the sedan chair must be Ying Zige.

this kid...

Ying Zheng smiled wryly and shook his head slowly.

If he had seen this scene under normal circumstances, he would have scolded Ying Zige loudly, scolding him for not understanding seniority and inferiority.

But now!

This kid is a great contributor, and he must have his own reasons for doing so, but it made him have no reason to get angry.

"Father!"

At this moment, Young Master Fusu was full of excitement, and rushed towards Yingzheng in three steps at a time, and then fell to his knees with tears rolling down his face.

"Just come back, just come back."

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, and touched the top of the opponent's head with his hands, almost crying.

He now regrets letting his son Fusu go to the land of the Huns, but fortunately he finally returned safely and did not really fall into danger.

In the next second, he suddenly froze for a moment, frowned and looked at the sedan chair.

The civil and military officials next to him all stared wide-eyed, looking at the peaceful sedan chair, they were already in fear for a while.

Thirteen sons, this kid!
Didn't get off the sedan chair in front of His Majesty?
It is simply unreasonable.

"Where is Mr. Zhao?"

Ying Zheng felt confused for a while, and instead of punishing Ying Zige to be angry, he directly diverted his attention and helped him cover it up.

"Lord Zhao was drunk in the border town. He hadn't woken up when we set off, so he should arrive a few days later." Young Master Fusu said hastily and respectfully.

"Was drunk?"

Ying Zheng frowned, but he didn't take this matter to heart.

Young master Fusu was rescued, that boy Zhao Gao must be very happy, and it is reasonable to drink a few more glasses when he is happy.

Ying Zheng's eyes fell on the sedan chair again, this kid still hasn't come out yet?

Your old man can't hide it anymore.

"Your Majesty! The thirteenth son is so rude that he doesn't come down to worship?"

"Even if you have made great contributions, you shouldn't be so bold, right?"

"Your Majesty Thirteen, don't tell me you don't take Your Majesty seriously at all?"

now!

Those civil and military officials couldn't hold back any longer, they raised their eyebrows coldly and shouted loudly.

"Ok?"

At this time, Ying Zige, who was sleeping soundly in the sedan chair, realized that something was wrong.

He then rubbed his sleepy eyes, gently lifted the curtain, and wiped his saliva.

Take a closer look!
Hiss!
[Fuck!When did you arrive in Xianyang? 】

【Young master Fusu, you didn't wake me up in advance?Isn't it because I didn't let him sit in the sedan chair? Do you want to hurt me like this? 】

[But it shouldn't matter, now that I have made so many contributions, Brother Zheng will definitely not have the heart to punish me. 】

[Fortunately, fortunately.If there is no credit, it is a serious crime just to disrespect the father. 】

Ying Zige complained in his heart, then turned around and jumped off the sedan chair, kneeling on one knee.

"Father, I miss you so much."

"You, just came back and made such a mess. I wanted to reward you, but you committed a heinous crime just now, so the merits and demerits will be offset."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, his face full of fury.

There was a softness in my heart.

This kid is still so mischievous and handsome.

He is worthy of being Lao Tzu's son!
"The merits and demerits balance out? This..."

Ying Zige's face darkened suddenly, and he couldn't keep calm anymore.

(End of this chapter)