Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

"Doctor, please!"

Zhao Gao brought the ink and bamboo slips at the right time and put them on the table.

Qin Xuan raised his brows and said with a polite smile, "Lord Zhao is here."

I muttered in my heart.

Worthy of being able to be reused by Ying Zheng, even those who violated Qin's law could be pardoned.

And it's back to work!

Relying on it is the ability to speculate on what you want, and the ability to shoot a horse!

Qin Xuan knelt down on the mat, reached out and picked up the beautifully made brush to examine it carefully.

Feeling the coldness between his fingers, he buried his head and started writing.

Qin Xuan's calligraphy has not changed since he was proficient in Xiaozhuan.

The pen roams the dragon, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances.

Before the time for a cup of tea, a medicine conveniently appeared on the bamboo slip.

When everyone saw Qin Xuan's calligraphy, their eyes widened in surprise.

Whether it is the stroke or the strength of the brush, it seems to come from the hands of a calligraphy master who has practiced for decades!

Even the master of calligraphy, Li Si, who invented Xiaozhuan, was amazed and amazed.

"The pen is smooth, sharp, and full of arrogance! Good words, good words!"

Ying Zheng's eyes were also full of brilliance.

Originally thought that living in the folk, I am afraid that he will become a pawn of a dealer.

Who would have thought that he would learn a shocking medical skill!

Even the calligraphy promoted by Daqin is superb!

This lost and found eldest son gave him too many surprises!

Can't help but sigh with relief: "Okay, very good!"

"It's ugly."

Qin Xuan's face was shy, but he was secretly proud in his heart.

He said humbly: "The brush invented by General Meng is so easy to use."

Meng Tian immediately said proudly: "This pen was made by Meng Mou himself, does the genius doctor think it can still catch the eye?"

"Good pen! The general is talented!"

Qin Xuan sincerely praised.

If you only look at the appearance, who would have thought that the exquisite brush was actually invented by this burly man.

In later generations, Meng Tian was called the ancestor of the pen.

When Meng Tian heard the eldest son's praise, his face immediately blossomed with joy.

He said boldly: "If the genius doctor likes it, I will make a few for you later!"

Qin Xuan is also a joy in his heart. If he can make friends with the Meng family, Daqin will have no worries in at least ten years!

Immediately responded: "Then there is work!"

Ying Zheng pursed his lips, feeling an inexplicable taste in his heart.

Shen Sheng said: "Since you like it, the master craftsman of Widow Life will make one of the tribute red agate! No, make three!"

The whole room was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, King Qin would even use the tribute for a young man.

What a love this is!

Meng Tian stepped aside knowingly.

This is the king trying to make his son happy.

"Thank you King for the reward!" Qin Xuan was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed his thanks.

The writing brush carved by the master craftsman with the tribute red agate can be used as a family heirloom, can you not be excited!

However, Qin Xuan also knows the truth that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger.

Don't look at the fact that Brother Zheng is very good at talking now, if he doesn't say what he said, I'm afraid he will be killed.

The benefits are also obtained, and it is the kingly way to take it when you see it!

Scratching his head, he said, "Caomin is still cooking soup at home, so he will retire first, and come back tomorrow to give the princess acupuncture treatment."

Suddenly, Ying Zheng was speechless.

When they were bathing and dressing, they had already asked Hei Bingtai to investigate Qin Xuan clearly.

I just arrived in Xianyang not long ago, and I still live in a guest house. Where do you come from?