Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 9 Ancestral Dragon Preference?

However, the idea was quickly stopped.

Ying Zheng is also a strong man, maybe his hand has not been slapped on the table, but he slapped him and flew away.

Be calm, endure, and don't be impulsive.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ying Zige calmed down the impulse in his heart.

He had no choice but to leave the hall.

"I didn't see it, this kid is so flexible in his mind, he is indeed a talent to be made."

"If it is carved, it must be a piece of beautiful jade. Maybe he can even take on the world..."

Looking at the back of Ying Zige leaving, Ying Zheng's face showed a hint of relief.

Then, suddenly his face became gloomy.

and many more!

This kid seemed to call himself Lao Tzu in front of me just now?

Although the brain is very smart, but it is too rude, right?
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

……

In the palace.

Ying Zige was half lying on the bed with a sad look on his face.

The two maids were pinching his feet with a smile, but even so, they couldn't relieve his inner sorrow.

Came to this world through time travel, happy to mention the system.

All this is so logical.

After struggling for a long time, I finally received the system task and got the Yuanhong Sword, so I can start the inheritance of the sword master.

From then on, holding the Yuanhong Sword in hand...

You can lie down with more peace of mind.

Whoever dares to provoke him, just give him a sword, as chic as he wants.

But in the end, the process of obtaining the Yuanhong Sword turned out to be so tortuous.

It was so twists and turns that Ying Zheng slapped the plan before it started.

Is this a shit?

"Ugh!"

Ying Zige let out a long sigh and turned over on the bed.

The two maids understood, took off their shoes with ease, and slowly stood on Ying Zige's back, stepping gently on Ying Zige's previous instruction.

"Hey! Don't even mention it, this is much better than Bathing City's technology."

After enjoying it comfortably, Ying Zige was finally not so depressed.

"Young master, Your Majesty is holding a family banquet, let you go."

A little eunuch came slowly to the door and said loudly.

"Understood, I'll be there soon." Ying Zige replied weakly, and then slowly got up.

After tidying up his clothes, he walked out slowly.

The two guards at the door hurriedly followed.

Ying Zige was already familiar with this scene.

In Xianyang Palace, although it looks simple on the surface, the forces are complex.

For example, young masters Fusu and Hu Hai, these two young masters have been fighting openly and secretly, and the Xianyang Palace is full of their eyeliners.

Of course, there is also Zhao Gao who holds the net in one hand, holds such a strict organization in his hand, and with evil intentions, he naturally monitors every move of everyone in Xianyang Palace.

The two guards in front of the main gate were sent by the two sons.

What made Ying Zige amused was that the two guards faced each other day and night, but they belonged to two sons respectively.

I'm really afraid that one day, these two people will become good friends, attract each other, and naturally there will be a burst of punching and kicking, resulting in a bruised nose and a swollen face.

And that old maid sweeping the floor in the garden was sent by Zhao Gao.

After traveling here for a long time, Ying Zige already had a panoramic view of everything.

It's just that he's too lazy to play tricks with these people.

He even had some doubts that the super Buddhist system was triggered based on his own personality.

Anyway, he was ready to become rich, no matter how complicated the power in the palace was, it had nothing to do with him.

Therefore, knowing that there are eyeliners around me, I don't bother to deal with them.

After all, I am such a Buddhist, and I will never pose a threat to anyone.

These people, apart from monitoring themselves, will never do anything excessive.

"Why do you think so much all day long? Why don't you be like me, eat and drink every day, sleep, play, and be happy like a fairy!"

Seeing those busy figures, Ying Zige couldn't help complaining for a while, then quickened his pace and headed towards the banquet hall.

The banquet hall originally had a very famous name.

However, Ying Zige didn't even bother to remember, so he quietly named it with modern words.

Not just Buddhism.

It's as if the Buddha system has reached the western sky, and at a glance, it's all a goddamn Buddha!

Soon, he came to the so-called banquet hall.

On the main seat, Ying Zheng sat upright, and there was a large table in front of him, full of Ying Zheng's children.

As the thirteen sons, Ying Zige is not qualified to sit next to Ying Zheng, and can only find his own exclusive seat.

Sitting in the middle of the crowd, it is almost inconspicuous, which is in line with his persistent personality.

However at this time...

"Zige, sit beside Weifu."

Ying Zheng smiled and said loudly.

Uh?
What is this?
This sudden preference is not a good sign.

"Yes!" Ying Zige's heart tightened, but he remained calm, got up respectfully, and sat beside Ying Zheng with a cute face.

How could he fail to notice that his brothers and sisters all looked at him with strange eyes.

Especially the elder brother Fusu, although he didn't look like a mountain, there was a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

As for Hu Hai, his eyes even showed jealousy, staring at him fiercely.

(End of this chapter)