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The carriages on the street whirred past. Ying Zheng stood still. When he saw the hot horse dung in the center, silence crept into his heart.
The girl was still chattering, "No, no, I'm running out of time. I can't wait for you to pull out. Are you full? Do you want some more?"
Ying Zheng: "No need."
The girl wanted to follow again, but she didn't expect to be pushed out by the crowd. Her little face bulged and her limbs were waving like claws: "No, Brother Zheng, you don't want to do this. I don't mean to follow you. I care about you." It’s not too late, Brother Zheng——”
She suddenly froze again.
In this crowd of people, there were children running out in twos and threes. When they saw Zhao Zheng, they seemed to have seen something fun and interesting. They gathered around and clapped their hands and said, "HD Singing Girl has a wonderful throat, and she swallowed seven or eight pieces in one gulp." Inch, he became a wealthy foreign businessman and gave birth to a son named Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng was born without a father. His mother ran away to sleep in someone else’s nest. It’s so embarrassing to have no father and mother. Shame! Shame! Shame! You are such a bastard. Shame!"
Stinging insults poured into his ears, mixed with dead branches and stones thrown by children. Ying Zheng clenched his fingers one by one and said cruelly: "I am not a bastard!"
His body was small, but his pupils were as dark as layers of ghosts roaring inside, which frightened the children.
"You are a bastard!" A girl pointed her finger at his nose, "My mother said, you are afraid that even your own mother doesn't know who your father is."
"Do you know your father?"
"Do you know what your father's name is? My father's name is Zhao Dan. Although he is dead, he will always be the great hero of Zhao country."
"Our dad is a great hero, but he is a little bastard!"
"Little bastard, little bastard, he stinks so much, he's vomiting. He's so dirty and smells like horse urine. Let's stay away from him. Hahaha."
Several young children covered their noses and ran away, holding their little hands to circle him around and around, "HD The singing girl has a good throat and swallowed seven or eight inches in one gulp. She climbed into the wealthy family of a foreign businessman and gave birth to a son named Zhao Zheng." "
Ying Zheng was trembling all over, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He waved his clenched fist, but he didn't expect it to be removed lightly by the girl who was pushed away by the crowd. The girl didn't know when to get away and smiled at him. Nuomiya said to the group of children again: "You bully him and humiliate him, but you just think that no one will support him. Today, I will support him and let you know what it means to rely on the strong to bully the weak." , The big one bullies the small one, looking for teeth all over the place, complaining endlessly!"
Her skills were quite beautiful. She just picked up a branch from the ground and knocked it over with a sweeping force. As soon as her fingertips turned, the group of young children were already crying from the blow, and she also instantly changed from the fairy in the painting. Transformed into a big monster with a green face and fangs.
Ying Zheng was stunned.
Although his eyes were still dark and cold, the murderous and violent aura in his body was like a heavy rain bursting instantly.
But he really didn't know what expression to make, this feeling of being protected by someone standing next to him.
Protect
"Wrong, sister, we were wrong."
"Have mercy on me, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."
The group of young children spit out snot and bubbles and knelt down begging for mercy.
The girl's scallion fingers were still turning the branches. When she saw this, she raised her eyebrows at him, as if asking, "Is this possible?" When Ying Zheng reacted, he felt like he was watching a ridiculous new play. That was A new play that has nothing to do with himself.
He never thought that anyone would help him. Never, no one would care about a child without a father and a mother. In war-torn times, no one had time to take care of themselves. He only thought in his heart that after he defeated these young children, the young children would He went to his mother to complain, and her mother beat him half to death and locked him in the house for three days and nights without food.
The girl raised her eyebrows and asked, "How about it? I'll help you vent your anger. Isn't it much more enjoyable?"
He lowered his head and stared at the pudding on his clothes without blinking, as if there was a hole in it. He didn't know how to repay this woman's help. He never thought that other people's kindness was free. Maybe she wanted him to die or do something else.
She held the branch in her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Why don't you speak anymore? You are so mature at a young age. If you grow up, no, it seems even more mature when you grow up." She muttered. He said, "You have a straight face, but you are too lenient."
Ying Zheng finally raised his head and looked at her: "Who are you?"
"Who am I?" She held her chin in her hands and smiled innocently, "I am your sweetheart."
Who is your sweetheart?
Before Ying Zheng had time to ask, many soldiers wearing red armor appeared from the surrounding alleys. The soldiers were holding gleaming daggers in their hands. When they saw him, the scars on their faces were squeezed. At the same time, they showed a ferocious expression: "Qin people! Still the son of Ying Yiren."
Stormy waves washed over from all directions.
"The Battle of Changping was a bloody shame for the Zhao people. I will not give up until I kill all the Qin people!"
The sound of the armor beating against him was heart-pounding. As the dust flew, Ying Zheng had retreated to the corner of the wall. There was still a red wall behind him. When he looked back, it was Zhao Ren who had changed beyond recognition.
Their eyes were red and their cheeks were clenched: "Qin people, Qin people who are worse than dogs and pigs, Qin people who eat the flesh and blood of my brothers from Zhao, I want to dismantle his bones, dry them and hang them on the wall! Then swallow them in one gulp It goes into your belly!"
The people on the rammed earth road also looked over, them, them, him, her, and him.
People, people, all people.
Their voices entangled Ying Zheng, like burning.
They followed the siege, their eyes were scarlet, they gritted their teeth and beat their chests and stamped their feet, "Our fathers, our husbands, and our sons all died in the pit and were buried alive. God damn the people of Qin, and God damn the King of Qin." , Oh my god! Open your eyes quickly!"
"My man, my brother, my son who died of starvation at the age of three."
"God damn Qin people, Qin people, Qin people!"
"Boom, boom, boom."
It's a howl that's enough to tear your eardrums to shreds.
Ying Zheng was at a loss.
He didn't know who the Qin people they were talking about were, but the malice and hatred were as real as a sword piercing him, and he wanted to cut open all his texture and take a closer look.
The girl wanted to help him, but was knocked to the ground by Zhao Bing, "No, brother Zheng, do you think I am so weak that I can't even defeat a mortal? If you want, I can wipe out the six countries with one claw!"
Ying Zheng pretended not to hear, his pupils were dark, and all his attention was focused on the aggressive officers and soldiers. Ying Zheng stepped back step by step. In an instant, the guard on his face dropped again, and he squatted down and held his head in his hands. This is a posture of no resistance.
When the officers and soldiers relaxed on him, he exploded forward, with his fist wrapped in a hurricane, attacking the lower third of a certain Zhao soldier. When the Zhao soldier was curled up in pain, he rushed out like a swimming fish.
He wants to live.
"Ouch!" Zhao Bing's face turned red in pain.
Even the girl's pale oval face showed an expression that she couldn't bear to look at, and she muttered: "I'm afraid I've learned this trick."
When Ying Zheng ran out, what he didn't expect was that there was a roadblock in front of him. It was Zhao Ji, who was dressed beautifully. She held a handkerchief and coldly blocked the fleeing Ying Zheng at the intersection of the alley.
It's like a picture of beauty that has become extremely decayed and has fallen into dust.
When Ying Zheng saw her, he said dumbly, "Mom, Zhao Bing is here, run away."
"Why are you running?! I don't want to accompany you to hide around anymore. I've had enough." Zhao Ji slapped him on the cheek. Half of Ying Zheng's face was burning with pain. She pulled him He put his clothes in front of Zhao Bing and smiled charmingly, "He is the descendant of Qin Yiren. Ying Yiren humiliated the slave family and left this little scourge behind. Everyone in the slave family knows that the official is always fair, so he will definitely deal with it easily."
She dug her nails deep, lowered her head and whispered to Ying Zheng: "If you want to blame, blame your heartless father. Don't let him go if he becomes a ghost."
Ying Zheng also lowered his head, his expression hidden underneath, and remained silent.
Zhao Ji let go of him and twisted her waist while smiling and rapping to Zhao Bing. The crowd around him was like a rushing undercurrent, and the angry people smacked him with stones, dead branches, and even the iron hammers of sickles on their shoulders.
Malice, overwhelming malice.
Noisy, noisy with no hiding place.
This group of people were strangers to him, but they had the deepest and most irreconcilable hatred. Ying Zheng stood numbly in the middle, as if he was shackled, suffering the death penalty of the world, looking at everyone in the world with indifference and fearlessness. A face.
Only, only one person is different.
The girl was detained by Zhao Bing. She struggled and cried, "Brother Zheng, run away."
Zhao Ji behind her contorted her face: "It's all your fault. If you hadn't held me back, how could I have escaped with you? You are a born cheap bitch. I really regret giving birth to you!"
"You are such a ruthless, cold-blooded thing. I can't wait to strangle you to death!"
"Ying Zheng, you are the King of Qin. I am not your mother, and I am not worthy of being your mother. If there is an afterlife, you will be the butcher, I will be the livestock, you will be the cutter, and I will be the fish."
Heart-cutting pain struck, and the sharp knife whirled into his chest. Ying Zheng's pupils were like a pool of biting stagnant water. The scene around him suddenly shattered, and countless blurry fragments collapsed and fell, turning into a dark torrent and carrying him into the abyss.
"Brother Zheng!" The girl's eyes widened, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Ying Zheng went to see her in shackles.
Cry for him?
He didn't understand.
No one in the world will cry for a lowly man slave.
He lowered his head again, and his heart seemed to be a mirror, reflecting back all the coldness of the outside world, but the girl struggled even more, with her black hair pouring down, she raised her head and said to him, "Brother Zheng, you and I ah."
You still have me.
Ying Zheng's eyes trembled, and the girl finally broke free. She stretched out her hand and fell with him. The torrent rolled up a whirlpool, disturbing the nightmares she had been sleeping in. She only looked at him, "Brother Zheng."
He reached out his hand hesitantly.
But came up short.
Ying Zheng suddenly woke up, and sweat dropped from his temples into his chest with a loose collar. His Adam's apple rolled, and he touched the white peach next to him. Baita still had his eyes resting. She was covered in fine gauze, like a delicate doll. Ying Zheng used his fingertips to He straightened out her clothes and said, "Taotao, don't be too sleepy."
Birds were chirping outside the hall, but only withered yellow leaves fell from the treetops.
*
The sky was dim with lead clouds, and thunder rolled down. The huge raindrops smacked onto the muddy ground without even saying hello. The old Qin people on Xianyang Street jumped on their poles and gathered their stalls to take shelter from the rain. It was late autumn and early winter. The sharp north wind is so dark and cold that it can penetrate into the cracks of human bones.
The slits in the upstairs windows of a certain accommodation on Xianyang Street also clicked shut.
A maid blew her fingers, bent her back and said to the ladies of Xianyang who were lighting warm coals and throwing pots in the room, "Girls, it's raining outside."
"I know, I know, it's not like I'm deaf or blind to make such a big noise." A girl clasped her fingers and laughed.
A girl was sitting drinking tea and said, "Huh? I thought it was going to snow, but unexpectedly it was raining. Usually at this time, it's not snowing heavily."
"The sky will rain whatever it wants. We are not the Taoist priests who talk about it, so we can't care about it." Someone echoed, seeing the woman in yellow who had hit the target, they clapped and cheered, "Cai Cai Cai, Li Yue, I really have you, I won three in a row, if this were in a gambling house, I promise to go all-in on you."
The girl named Li Yue smiled slightly and said without being arrogant or arrogant: "That's ridiculous. I just had some good luck. In terms of archery and pot throwing, I can't compare with you sisters."
Flattery, but it doesn’t work.
There was a little girl with a pointed chin and high cheekbones in the corner. She curled her lips and muttered to the sisters nearby, "Did you see that Li Si's legitimate daughter is less likely to get into trouble than sister Qiu Jing? If you win, you win." Now, if she is stronger, we won’t say anything. Could it be that she is pinching her? She has to act so coquettishly that she doesn’t come from a wealthy family. Humph, it’s both obscene and shameless. It seems to me that I can't sit still for a moment in this room."
Seeing her pretending to leave, someone whispered into her ear, "Please bear with it for now. Sister Qiu Jing has returned to Luoyang with the former Prime Minister, and Miss Cai Miao has also left with the resignation of Lord Gangcheng." Now the popular man in front of King Qin is Li Si, and it is Li Si’s family’s turn to take charge.”
The pointed chin was raised, and he rolled his eyes at Li Yue who walked over to talk to the tea girl.
"It's true that things take turns, but it seems that we are a little unlucky. Today doesn't look like a good day. You can play, I won't play anymore."
A sister next to her grabbed her and persuaded her: "If you are not so lucky, don't be so arrogant. Do you think you are the little master in the palace, pampered by the king, and extremely noble? According to me Look, even that young master is not as hot-tempered as you. Why do you think we are here? To play with your temper?"
She glanced around inadvertently and said in a low voice, "We are all daughters of official families. We can stand here because the family elders work hard for the Qin Kingdom. If you don't mind being embarrassed, we are dragged out of the gate of Xianyang. , we can let you go wherever you want."
He said to the other sisters, "Don't stop her. I want to see if there is a place for her to set foot here next time."
Several girls looked at each other and whispered: "Miss Pei Le, just come out to relieve your boredom and just ignore her."
The pointed chin named Pei Le felt angry in her heart when she heard what he said. She felt that what he said was so reasonable. She could only slap the long case with her palm and look at the calm Li Yue angrily, gritting her teeth until it itched.
Li Yue didn't seem to hear anyone's words, and walked straight towards the girl drinking tea: "Did winter begin earlier in Qin in the past?"
"Yes." The girl drinking tea put down the tea cup and said, "Since I can remember, it has been snowing now. It is cold now, but there is not a single particle of snow in the sky." She frowned , "There is an elder in my clan who is serving as Si Tianguan. He looked up at the sky a few days ago and said that it will not snow in the middle of winter this year."
It doesn’t snow in the middle of winter!
Even Li Yue, who was cautious about his words and actions, was also shocked.
The girl drinking tea saw the horrified look on her face. She held the tea cup and put it in her mouth. She said, "Look, it's cold today. I was caught in the cold last night. I was confused. What I just said was confusing. Miss Li Yue, please listen to it." That’s all, don’t take it to heart.”
She hurriedly put it down and got up and walked over to the throwing pot.
Li Yue turned around and could only see her desolate back. The biting cold air came in through the gap in the window. Combined with the temperature inside the room, it made her shudder. King Qin had just launched a new policy. There would be no snow in the middle of winter. If If it doesn’t snow, next year
I dare not imagine what will happen to the fields, temples, and countries in the coming year.
Li Yue approached the window, stretched out her jade finger and pushed outside. The cold wind rushed in, passing through her forehead and making several circles. Xianyang, which was washed away by the rain and dusty, and the neat and orderly streets, were chatting loudly. The noise of shouting was accompanied by the light rain falling one after another from the sky.
It's cold, but there's no snow falling.
She looked down again.
There is a hairy cypress tree in front of the gate of Yalou, which is evergreen all year round. There is a man standing under the tree. He is probably hiding from the rain under the tree. He is wearing a jade crown and purple clothes. There are fox fur trims on the collar and waist. There was also a xun on his chest, and he was patting the rainwater on his body. The fingertips on his clothes were soaked in water and turned slightly white. Even the crescent moon on it looked like the moon hanging on the treetops.
Li Yue accidentally looked into the trance, but when she reacted, she wanted to look away for no reason, until——
Until he looked up as if feeling something, he didn't expect that the bird's nest on the cypress tree was blown down by the wind and brought water to it, splashing him on the head.
"Pfft."
Li Yue couldn't help laughing.
The man in purple squinted his eyes, wiped the broken leaves from his face, and looked up again.
Li Yue's smile subsided just now. She felt that although his gaze was slow, it fell on her very clearly. The man's facial features were smooth and clear, like the swaying green bamboo, and she could see the spotless figure through the gaps in the bamboo shadow. snowy mountains.
Li Yue lowered her eyes and took a step back involuntarily.
"What did you see?"
Someone came close to me.
"We, the eldest girl of the Li family, are so happy to be recruited. Don't hold it back. Show your good fortune to our sisters."
Pei Le, who had been paying attention to her, also walked over with his pointed chin pointed. Seeing her gaffe and the man standing underneath, he said loudly and sarcastically, "Hey, what should I be looking at? It turns out that Li The older girl didn’t play pot, but ran to the window to look at the man.”
"Which man? How tall and strong he is."
"It's too unethical for you to hide and hug a man while he's watching."
Two or three sang and shouted.
Li Yue suppressed her expression: "No, that's it."
"Why are you trying to explain it, you idiot? Let us also take a look and see who is so heroic."
Seeing the excitement, the other girls rushed to the window one after another and squeezed Li Yue out.
Li Yue was squeezed out and stood aside helplessly. Facing this group of noble ladies who had been pampered since childhood, she was at a loss what to do. What she said was inappropriate and she could only keep a straight face.
"He is a noble man. He is different from the rough and tumble men. Look at him."
"No, look at the jade crown he is wearing. Hush, young master, come up quickly. There is no shelter from the rain down there. Why don't we go to the Yage Hot Tea and have a glass of warm wine."
"We have a Miss Li here who has fallen in love with you. If you don't come over, how can you be Li Tingwei's son-in-law in the future? Hahahaha."
"Come up here, why are you flirting with a girl? You have a lot of flesh and blood coming up."
This group of girls stood leaning on each other, holding handkerchiefs and swinging. They did all kinds of movements, but not only did they not look unsightly, they looked like blooming flowers in this cold winter. Li Yue watched quietly, not listening carefully to the content.
until--
It wasn't until the man walked up, with a coolness on the threshold, that he saw her at a glance, with a slight smile on his lips, and winked at her. Li Yue's face was as tight as paper, and she actually I don’t know what expression to put on. Pei Le, who was next to her, bumped into her shoulder and bumped into her, then raised her eyebrows with a mighty look, "Ah, are you serious about coming up?"
I’ll update when I’m done. I love you guys.
