Ying Zheng's pair of dragon eyes were burning with rage.
Previously, he only wanted to rebel after I died.
Now, you actually want to slap me in the face while I'm still alive?
Brat!
Traitor!
It's killing me!
However, sensing the ridicule in Wang Ying's tone, Ying Zheng felt that the word 'face slapping' did not seem to mean what it meant.
Suppressing his anger, Ying Zheng asked indirectly,""After I drank this wine, I felt my entire body relax.”
"I wonder if this wine has any special effects?”
"Why would Your Majesty say that?" Wang Ying asked with a blank expression.”
"The ingredients of this wine are the same as the other wines.”
"Your Majesty, perhaps it's because this wine is more mellow and delicious?”
The wine in the third pot could at most promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.
What do you mean by comfortable all over? I think you drank too much!
Ying Zheng's eyes flickered.
The wine in the third pot could already promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.
Could it be that the wine in the first three wine jugs had some unknown magical effect?
"Oh?" Ying Zheng smiled playfully. Is that true?"
"Do you know what crime it is to lie to me?”
Wang Ying nodded seriously.”
"How would I dare to commit the crime of deceiving the emperor?”
You're threatening me?
The alcohol in flask A could be used to disinfect wounds and reduce the mortality rate of wounded soldiers on the battlefield by at least 20%.
However, that was the alcohol from Pot A. What did it have to do with the alcohol in Pot C?
I'm not lying to the emperor. It's useless even if you threaten me!
"Bang!"
Ying Zheng slammed the table and stood up, looking at Wang Ying with a burning gaze.
" What did you say?!"
In a war of cold weapons, there were few who were killed and many who were injured.
Most of the casualties in a war were due to the injuries of the wounded soldiers.
Now, the alcohol in Pot A could actually reduce the death rate of wounded soldiers by at least 20%?
How was this still alcohol? This was the savior of Great Qin's army!
If Great Qin had this alcohol when it swept through the six countries, how many people would have died?
Ying Zheng's sudden outburst startled everyone.
Wang Jian hurriedly revealed a sly smile."Your Majesty, you know that the members of the Wang family are honest and honest.”
"We're not brewing this wine anymore.”
"Your Majesty, please calm down!"
Ying Zheng was not in the mood to ridicule Wang Jian's words, so he interrupted,""No!"
"This wine must be brewed!"
That alcohol was the hope of many wounded soldiers. How could they not brew it?
"Your Majesty, didn't you say that brewing wine consumes too much food?"”
" Since there is nothing wrong with the Law of Qin," Ying Zheng said slowly," why would I ban you alone?”
"I think this wine is the best in the world!”
"Wouldn't it be a pity if we give up just like that?”
Looking at everyone's confused and strange gazes, Ying Zheng's old face blushed slightly.
No wonder Wang Ying was so certain that he wanted to slap me in the face.
I feel my cheeks burning!
Ying Zheng immediately changed the topic.”
"Indeed," Wang Ying hurriedly said,"this wine was just brewed today and has yet to be named."”
"Wang Ying, please grant me a name, Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng stroked his long beard, thought for a moment, then said with a smile,""I believe that those who can drink this wine are all brave warriors.”
"And our Great Qin's warriors are all on the battlefield!”
"In that case, why don't we use the name of Triumph?”
Ying Zheng sighed in his heart.
He hoped that the alcohol would be like what Wang Ying had said, saving the lives of the wounded soldiers and allowing them to return with the army!
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wang Ying cupped his hands happily.”
Why did Brother Zheng suddenly change his mind?
How am I supposed to slap his face?
However, even though he didn't have the chance to slap his face, if word got out that Brother Zheng had personally named this wine, this Triumph Wine would definitely sold well hotcakes.
Didn't money come rolling in?
"No need to be so polite." Ying Zheng chuckled.”
When she was in a good mood, she didn't feel annoyed listening to Wang Ying's endless nagging.
Taking another sip of the triumphant wine, Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian seriously.
"I gave Marquis Wucheng the immortal pill a few days ago. Did Marquis Wucheng take it?”
"After His Majesty bestowed the immortal pill, I originally wanted to burn the incense, bathe, and change my clothes before taking it."”
"However, I didn't expect that the immortal pill would fall into the lake and still haven't been fished out.”
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng heaved a sigh of relief.”
"I now think that the immortal pill might be poisonous!”
F * ck!
Why did Brother Zheng suddenly realize that the immortal pill was poisonous? There was something wrong with the script!
It should only be a temporary suspicion, right?
Yes, that's right. It must be a temporary suspicion!
In a few days, Brother Zheng would definitely be happily taking immortal pills again. Brother Zheng, who didn't eat immortal pills, felt that something was wrong.
Ying Zheng could not help but glare at Wang Ying.
Is this how I look in your eyes?
But Wang Jian and the others suddenly changed their expressions.”
"Is the immortal pill poisonous?"
" I ground the three immortal pills into powder and fed them to the great rat," Ying Zheng said solemnly." The great rat died instantly!”
You fed a rat three immortal pills!
Are you sure this rat was poisoned to death and not stuffed to death?
Ying Zheng was speechless.
I'm actually speechless to this ridicule!
" Apart from that," Ying Zheng could only continue," I also mentioned that a prisoner on death row should take three immortal pills every day. Now, the prisoner has died suddenly."”
"I finally confirmed that the immortal pills I consume every day are actually poisonous!”
As he spoke, the fire in Ying Zheng's heart rose, and a strong murderous aura emanated from his entire body.
Wang Jian cursed angrily.
"Damn it, this immortal pill was originally dedicated to His Majesty, but those necromancers dared to poison His Majesty!”
"I'll go and kill those necromancers now!”
Ying Zheng waved his hand and said," I have already ordered the Imperial Army to capture Lu Sheng and the other alchemists who offered pills. Marquis Wucheng, you don't have to worry about this."”
"Marquis Wucheng hasn't taken any immortal pills, so I'm already relieved.”
" But, Your Majesty, you've been consuming immortal pills for more than ten years!" Wang Jian looked at Ying Zheng nervously.”
" Now, I can only look for all the famous doctors in the world to see if they can cure the pill poison in my body!" Ying Zheng sighed softly.”
While speaking, Ying Zheng's peripheral vision was fixed on Wang Ying.
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