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

"The land in the South of the Five Ridges goes deep into the belly of Great Qin. Although it is full of miasma and countless snakes and insects, there is a lot of fertile land, a lot of delicious food, and inexhaustible resources."

"In order to let Lingnan integrate into China, let Daqin realize the true unification, and let King Qin become a real emperor through the ages."

"The old general resolutely took 20 soldiers to Lingnan, lived with the local people, led them to reclaim the land, and brought them civilization."

"Unfortunate events can happen."

"The aged general, after three years of intensive farming in Lingnan, unfortunately got caught in miasma, and finally died in a foreign country."

"The moment the old general died, the heaven and the earth mourned together, and the eternity was desolate."

"From Lingnan to the capital of Daqin, it stretches for thousands of miles and is a vast expanse of whiteness."

"Countless people stood on both sides of the road. They wore sackcloth and filial piety, looking at the coffin of the old general."

"The white sails covered the green mountains and forests, and the cries drowned out the rumbling carriage."

"To bless Huaxia and protect Great Qin, the old general took his life to bring peace to all generations."

"Yes, there are people like this in every era."

"They are desperate, they are risking their lives, just for the sake of hundreds of millions of people behind them, their hometowns and families."

"It was the same with the former empress, and it is also the same with today's old general."

"There is no such thing as quiet time, it's just that someone is carrying the burden for us."

"Perhaps at this moment, or thousands of years ago, there will always be such a group of people in our nation."

"They don't care about life and death, they don't care about infamy, they only care about the ideals and beliefs in their hearts, and they only want to protect this world."

"Gou Li country lives and dies, so how can we avoid misfortune and good fortune?"

……

sunset.

The sky on the outskirts of Xianyang was filled with red clouds.

Several wild geese lined up in a row, flying leisurely into the distance.

In the vast world, there is no sound.

Hundreds of thousands of people in Xianyang City silently raised their heads, like statues of statues, staring blankly ahead.

They seemed to see that picture in front of their eyes.

The cecum path in the high mountains and the endless Baifan are like a long dragon.

The ghost money made of rice paper sprinkled the whole world, like a heavy snow falling from the sky.

It was bone-chilling.

"Made! Where's the wine? Give me the wine, or I won't go home if I'm not drunk!"

"There is no such thing as quiet time, it's just that someone carries the weight forward for us, woo woo woo, that's great."

"Why is the wind so strong today, the sand has run into my eyes."

"Where is the wind? It's your tears, okay?"

"I really don't dare to listen to it anymore. Your Highness's story (acfh) is too much tears and too much wine. I'm really afraid that I will go bankrupt in the future."

I do not know how long it has been.

Gradually some people came to their senses.

When they came back to their senses, they found that they were already in tears.

The story of the old general does not have much gold and iron horses, nor does it have much enthusiasm.

Like a slowly flowing brook, it moistens everyone's dry heart.

He is like an old man silently guarding Daqin, he doesn't care about interests, he doesn't care about his fame before and after his life, he just hopes to make Daqin better and better.

Such a person is admirable, admirable, and even more deplorable.

……

On the hunting ground.

At some point, Ying Zheng had already stood up.

The wide sleeve robe was agitated by his imperial aura and swayed wildly.

Anyone can see how restless his heart is at this moment.

"Old general, sacrificed your life for the country, is this the purpose of your going to Lingnan?"

Ying Zheng stared at Wang Jian with fiery eyes, and asked word by word.

Wang Jian sighed dejectedly.

"Oh, the old man has exhausted all his tricks, and at the end of the day, he was tricked by a little baby."

Wang Jian really wanted to consolidate Huaxia and bring the entire Lingnan into the territory of Daqin.

Thousands of years later.

The descendants of Daqin will live on that land.

They will be like blooming flowers, charming and charming.

They will be like the rising sun, full of vigor and vitality.

This is Wang Jian's last wish in this life.

But as for whether he will die there, the devil knows.

Wang Jian glanced at Ying Chang'an on the high platform, completely speechless.

"This little devil will really cause trouble for the old man."

He secretly gave a wry smile.

"Father, I will go to Lingnan!"

Wang Ben had already burst into tears.

Regardless of whether the story Ying Changan told was true or not, even if there was a slight possibility, he would never let his old father put himself in danger.

Moreover.

Lingnan is indeed a place of smog, and the living environment is extremely harsh.

Even the young and strong offspring may not necessarily survive.

Not to mention Wang Jian, who is over seventy years old.

"Stinky boy, what's the matter with you? Are you confused? The nineteenth prince just made up a story, do you believe it?"

Wang Jian's face turned cold suddenly, and he glared at his son.

"Old general, this trip is indeed difficult and dangerous, please think again."

Li Si also hurriedly comforted him.

"Prime Minister, my son is not sensible, don't you believe a little doll's storytelling?"

Wang Jian was numb.

Today is for this purpose.

Everything was ready, and in the end, Chang'an was defeated halfway.

Who's to make sense of this?

"no!"

Ying Zheng said directly, "I won't allow you to go!"

"Li Si, pass on my order, the old general Wang Jian is not allowed to go out of Xianyang City, otherwise it will be disobedience and disloyalty!"

Done.

Ying Zheng didn't give Wang Jian a chance to explain, and turned around and walked into the distance.

"Hey, Your Majesty!"

Wang Jian jumped in anxiety, pointed tremblingly at Ying Chang'an not far away, and said angrily: "Hey, you brat, what story is not good to tell, why are you making fun of me?"

"The old man is so old, it's not easy to do one thing."

Seeing Wang Jian jumping up and down like an old child, Li Si couldn't help but blushed.

"Hahaha, old brother, you are known as the God of War in the Great Qin Dynasty, and you have no plans left. I never thought that you would fall into the hands of the nineteenth prince today. Do you think it was God's will?"

"I said Prime Minister, what time is it, you are still joking with the old man, why don't you hurry up and persuade His Majesty for me. Going to Lingnan, nothing will happen."

Wang Jian looked at Li Si with burning eyes.

Li Si smiled and waved his hands and said, "Come on, if you really have any troubles, even if I, the Prime Minister of Qin, jumped into the Yellow River, it would not be enough to apologize to the world."

After speaking, he also walked away, closely following Ying Zheng's pace.

Wang Ben grinned, patted Wang Jian on the shoulder, and said, "Hehehe, Dad, I can honestly take care of myself at home. It's not worrying at such an advanced age."

After teasing his father, Wang Ben also ran away.

"Linglong" 86/8~63718-2 "You brat!"

Wang Jian was so angry that smoke rose from his seven orifices.

After a long time.

He turned his head, looked at Ying Chang'an on the high platform, and smiled freely.

"The old man once said that people like His Majesty have never appeared before, nor will they appear in the future."

"From today's perspective, the old man was wrong."

"Daqin, the future is promising!".

059 Wu Meiniang took the initiative to strike up a conversation, but Yao Meier held a grudge! (4/10, first order!)

on the high platform.

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for gaining 20 popularity points! 】

Hearing the voice echoing in his mind, Ying Chang'an's big round eyes suddenly sparkled.

Wow!

20 popularity?

In addition, the previous story rewarded 10 people ~ Qi.

This storytelling, he earned a full 30-popularity points.

Ying Changan grinned, revealing two cute dimples.

"This is a big profit!"

He raised his head, looked at the setting sun, couldn't help stretching, turned around and stood on the high platform.

To the hundreds of thousands of people in Xianyang City, he shouted childishly: "Okay, I have finished the two stories today, everyone should leave, I should go back, I didn't eat at noon."

A burst of contented laughter resounded from under the high platform.

"Hahaha, Your Highness, why don't you go to my house to eat? My house has all kinds of delicacies."

"Just you? Are you worthy? Your Highness, go to my house."

"Come on, you guys, what are you dreaming of in broad daylight?"

"Hey, the time of listening to His Highness's storytelling always passes so fast. Why is it getting dark in a blink of an eye?"

"Who said no?"

"However, listening to the book this time is really worth it. I have listened to two stories in a row, which is very enjoyable."

"I don't know when I will wait for the next time I listen to the book."

Many people looked at Ying Chang'an reluctantly, with a look of melancholy on their faces.