"My teacher seemed to have said the same thing. He said that his greatest wish in his life was for his disciples to surpass him one day.”
Li Si mumbled. At this moment, he felt like he had returned to the school where his teacher, Xun Zi, was lecturing him on the art of the Emperor.
"Oh, I didn't expect your teacher to be such a sensible person.”
Jian Heng looked at Li Si in surprise.
Just as Jian Heng was planning to tell them about the so-called relationship between development and inheritance, Zhao Yun walked over in a hurry.
"Village Chief! More people from the outside came to Peach Blossom Village.”
"Yo, I didn't expect so many people to find this place recently. I'll go take a look. Old Zhao, Old Li, I'll give you guys a break today. You guys go and rest first."
When Ying Zheng and Li Si heard that more outsiders had come in, they subconsciously thought that the soldiers who were looking for them had come.
They had been missing for so long, and Fusu would definitely send people to look for them. At this time, it was most likely that Great Qin's soldiers or Black Ice Platform's spies would come.
"We'll go with you."
After hesitating for a moment, Ying Zheng decided to go and take a look. If the people who came were from the government, their identities might be exposed.
"That's fine. Maybe you're a businessman and have a lot of connections in Xianyang City.”
As he spoke, Jian Heng brought them to the village entrance.
"I'm telling you, hurry up and hand him over. If you don't hand him over, do you believe that I'll burn your village down?”
When Jian Heng arrived at the door, he heard a beautiful voice like that of an oriole. However, this content really made him angry.
Upon hearing this voice, Ying Zheng subconsciously touched his forehead with his hand and revealed a helpless look. He was too familiar with this voice. It was his second daughter, Ying Shiman.
He did not expect that the first person to find this place was not the people from the government or the spies from the Black Ice Platform, but his second daughter.
This woman had a pretty face, beautiful eyes, and eyebrows. Her long black pearl-like hair was tied into a ponytail, and she was wearing a fiery red tight-fitting suit. She looked valiant and sexy at the same time.
"Where did this little girl come from? How dare she behave so atrociously in my Peach Blossom Village? Come, come, come. Try burning one. Do you believe that I won't beat your butt up?”
When he saw that the person who came was a young girl who was only in her teens, Jian Heng also threatened without any politeness.
Ying Shiman, who was already in a fit of anger, heard Zhao Fa say that he wanted to spank her butt in front of so many people, and she immediately became angry and anxious. She was the dignified Princess of Great Qin, yet she was being reprimanded by a country bumpkin. How could she tolerate this?
Ying Shiman turned to Jian Heng and scolded him angrily,"Say it again, pretty boy. Do you believe that I will really burn down your village?”
"Pretty boy? Girl, how do you think I look like a pretty boy?”
Hearing this form of address, Jian Heng was depressed. Although his figure was indeed a little thin compared to those big and burly villagers, he was still a standard handsome man. He had eight packs and a mermaid line. No matter what, he was not related to a pretty boy.
Initially, Jian Heng had only said it casually, but Ying Shiman had actually surrounded Jian Heng and looked around.
"You're so good-looking. If you're not a gigolo, what are you?”
Crack, Jian Heng felt the string of rationality in his mind snap.
"You little girl, you really need to be taught a lesson. If I don't hang you up and spank you today, my surname isn't Jian!”
"Cough cough cough, Village Chief Jian Heng, please don't be angry.”
Seeing that the two of them were already at loggerheads, Ying Zheng knew that it was time for him to make his appearance. Otherwise, what would happen if his daughter was really hung up by Jian Heng and beaten up?
"Father…"
Hearing this familiar voice, Ying Shiman was about to turn her head instinctively when she realized that the person who spoke was her father, who had been missing for a long time. She instinctively wanted to call out those two words, but she was stopped by Li Si, who was quick to react.
"Li Fa greets Third Miss."
"Damn, Old Zhao, so this is your daughter?”
Jian Heng looked back and forth between the two of them with a shocked expression. In his opinion, although Old Zhao would get angry sometimes, his temper was still quite good. But why was this little girl's temper so bad?
As if sensing the doubt in Jian Heng's eyes, Ying Zheng coughed dryly and explained,"
"Cough, cough, cough. When he was young, I traveled all over the country to do business and was often not at home. My wife doted on this child too much, so she developed such a temper.”
"No wonder. But I say, Old Zhao, you have to pay attention to this. As the saying goes, if the son doesn't teach, it's the father's fault. With your daughter's temper, she'll suffer when she marries someone in the future.”
Jian Heng first revealed a look of realization, then advised earnestly.
"Other than you, who else in the world would dare to be disrespectful to her?。”
Ying Zheng thought speechlessly.
Ying Shiman did not know what was going on when she saw the dignified father in her heart treating Jian Heng with such an attitude. She could only watch from the side with a puffed up face.
"Then this little girl was referring to you when she said that she would hand over the person. So it was a misunderstanding. Little girl, look at how your father is being raised by me.”
As he spoke, Jian Heng stretched out his arm and placed it on Ying Zheng's shoulder.
This action frightened Ying Shiman.
Did this pretty boy want to die?
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