Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

ps. Alas, due to force majeure, Yao Meier was forced to change her name, and she can only reproduce it in this way, making readers wait for a long time, sorry! .

152 I heard that Zhu Yuanzhang burst into tears, and Ying Zheng was so angry that he died on the spot! (1/4, please subscribe!)

on the battlefield.

Win Chang'an look back.

An incomparably alluring and charming figure was reflected in his eyes.

"I'm home?"

He grinned, revealing two small white canine teeth.

In bright sunshine.

It looks very cute.

Yao Meier didn't speak, and the smile on the corner of her mouth didn't fade, she walked slowly in front of Ying Chang'an.

She knelt down, held up Ying Chang'an's little face, and kissed him fiercely under the watchful eyes of hundreds of thousands of Eight Banners cavalry.

『-灵/珑』8.68~6~3_7-1-8_2　　赢长安的小脸蛋上，瞬间出现了一个鲜红色的唇印。

Eight Banners Cavalry:? ? ?

The scene in front of them made everyone's minds a little messy, and they didn't even notice Brother Thirteen who was bleeding from his neck.

"These two play really perverted!"

"Should I say it or not, this woman is really beautiful."

"Ma De! I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life. The emperor's concubine is not worthy to carry her shoes!"

"Hush! You don't want to live anymore? Although all of our concubines in the Qing Dynasty are crooked and disfigured, you can't say that."

Among the crowd on the battlefield, there were more and more whispers.

The old thirteen was lying in a pool of blood, with one hand tightly covering his neck, and the other hand raised high, as if to grasp the sky.

In no time.

His pupils were dilated, and his raised arms fell heavily to the ground, dying.

"Brother Thirteen!!!"

The death of the old thirteen completely angered the Qing cavalry present.

The death of two princes in a row was an earthquake-level event in the Qing Dynasty.

"Kill! Kill them!"

All the cavalry swarmed up again, vowing to kill Chang'an and Yaomei'er here.

Ying Chang'an and Yao Meier stood side by side.

One tall and one short, it looks quite humorous.

One is a little cute baby with a slightly swollen figure in armor.

One is a tall, bright and charming female fairy.

Looking at the thousands of troops oncoming, Yao Meier's fingertips danced with clusters of flames.

The moment the flame vacated, even the surrounding space was distorted.

"Hey! Is it in the realm of heaven and man?"

Ying Chang'an didn't even look at those Eight Banners cavalry, but turned to look at Yaomei'er who had grown up a lot.

Ah!

I didn't give her the fairy grass before, it really was the right choice!

"That's also thanks to the son."

Yao Meier's red lips slightly curled up.

Every frown and smile is a natural charm.

"hiss!"

"You monster, you are more ruthless than before."

Ying Chang'an turned his head and stopped looking at Yaomei'er.

This evildoer disturbs my Dao heart!

"Giggle."

Yao Meier covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly: "Young master seems to have grown a lot taller."

"It's okay. People always have to grow up."

Ying Changan nodded unceremoniously.

At this time.

The Qing cavalry is within easy reach.

Their eyes were tearing apart, and their teeth were about to be gritted with hatred.

Made!

This is the battlefield!

Do you still have the mind to talk about love?

Don't treat us as human beings!

Ying Chang'an and Yao Mei'er glanced at each other, smiled tacitly at each other, and rushed forward one after another.

The war begins again.

The cavalry of the Qing Dynasty like a torrent surrounded the two of them like a leaf of duckweed in a stormy sea.

It seemed that it would be completely overturned to the ground by the turbulent iron riding giant waves at any time.

And on the side of the dragon car.

When Emperor Kangxi heard that the old thirteen Yinxiang had also been beheaded, he was so angry that his back molars were about to be crushed.

"Kill him for me! I'm going to execute him Ling Chi and tear his corpse into thousands of pieces"!"

The other elder brothers had earthy faces, only leaning against the edge of the dragon cart, not daring to act rashly.

Even two brothers died.

They didn't dare to go up to deliver the head anymore.

……

Daqin border.

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished reading the handwriting sent from Xianyang City, a pair of rough hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

It was exactly as Ying Zheng said.

The story is over.

But Zhu Yuanzhang's shock and emotion had only just begun.

I don't know why.

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw this story, he felt like he was actually there.

It moved him, made him feel lost, and made him think about his old friends in the past.

Every word in the story.

between the lines.

It is an indescribable respect and understanding.

"Hahaha!"

At last.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, a tear glistened in his cloudy old eyes.

"I am originally a commoner, so what can the world do to me?"

"Well said! Well said!"

This sentence can be called the summary of his life.

Ying Chang'an's story is recorded in detail about his life, without the slightest insult.

He even intentionally let the world know.

In the long past and present.

Such an emperor once appeared.

He regained the country lost by the Han family for hundreds of years, and regained the once lost Yanyun Sixteen States.

He reshaped the backbone of the Han family and allowed the Han family to stand on top of the world again.

He is a beggar, he is a monk.

He is also an emperor with dazzling achievements and mixed reputation.

No one can take away the glory that belongs to him.

No one can understand the past that belongs to him.

This unique story of Zhu Chongba is a portrayal of Zhu Yuanzhang's life.

Understood!

Everything is clear!

Zhu Yuanzhang, who has always been impulsive, finally calmed down after making a series of wrong decisions.

Li Shimin's expression was a little ugly.

He had an ominous feeling.

This time it might be a waste of time.

Zhao Kuangyin showed joy on his face.

The real purpose of his trip was not to meddle in this war.

Not long after the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, a thousand wastes are waiting to be rejuvenated.

Zhao Kuangyin is also an emperor with a yellow robe.

He needs to show his face more and broaden his contacts.

That's why he's always been a peacemaker.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't care about Li Shimin and others, but kept wryly smiling and shaking his head: "Unexpectedly, we have lived our whole life, and our sons don't understand us, and our grandson doesn't understand us."

"The one who understands us best is actually a little doll who has never lived before."

"Maybe this is fate?"

Ying Zheng's eyes were calm, and he asked calmly, "Are you still fighting?"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't shake his head or nod, and said: "We have worked so hard to come here, we can't come here in vain."

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end."

Wu Meiniang spoke softly.

Li Shimin and Zhao Kuangyin frowned at the same time.

They really don't understand.

As the Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wu Meiniang didn't need to go through this muddy water.

Various performances on the battlefield.

She seemed to be even more anxious than Ying Zheng, and she wanted to take the lead.