"For! What! Eh?"
Ying Zheng did not notice that these three words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
His eyes were also terrifying!
"It's very simple. We can't let Wang Jian dominate the army!”
Qin Feng didn't notice Ying Zheng's slightly hideous face, and continued,
"The father and son of the Wang family have already destroyed the three kingdoms of Yan, Zhao, and Wei. Their titles are already level 18 Great Shu Grand Dukes! If Wang Jian was allowed to destroy the Chu Country again, with such a huge contribution, he would definitely be conferred the title of Marquis! But what if the Wang father and son made another contribution after that?”
"At that time, the King of Qin will be reduced to an awkward situation where he has no title.”
"In addition, Wang Jian has repeatedly led his troops to destroy the country. His prestige in the army will be unmatched. The Qin army will even worship him as the god of war, which is why he has threatened the King of Qin!”
"There's a saying that goes like this: ”
"Therefore, if the King of Qin wants to maintain the balance of power, he can only choose to use the fledgling generals!”
Kacha!
Unconsciously, Ying Zheng exerted his strength and crushed the bamboo cup in his hand!
"Hmm? Uncle Yin, where are you feeling unwell? Why do you look so pale?"
Qin Feng then raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng, saying in surprise,
"Let me show you? I've been researching medicine recently and have made some achievements…"
At this moment, Ying Zheng's face could only be described as gloomy and ferocious!
"No, I'm fine…"
Ying Zheng forced out a smile and waved his hand. Then, he stared at Qin Feng and said,
"How do you know about these things? Who taught you that?"
At this moment, he suddenly made up his mind. If someone intentionally taught Qin Feng, he would drag them out and kill them no matter what!
A person like Qin Feng, who could see through the hearts of the rulers even if he was not in the imperial court, was too terrifying to him!
If he were to train such people in batches, wouldn't his every move be observed and used?
Back then, Guigu 'zi had taught a group of disciples and caused a world war. He would never allow such a situation to happen!
Qin Feng shrugged.
"No one taught me, so I just blindly pondered!"
He said matter-of-factly,
"When I have nothing to do, I like to think about these things.”
"Besides, I'm just joking! Who knew what the King of Qin was really thinking? Perhaps he was thinking about which woman he would sleep with today and going to visit a certain madam tomorrow!”
"Uncle Yin, don't be too agitated. Just take it as a joke when you hear me say this.”
Ying Zheng was speechless.
Tu Yile?
Can I just treat it as a joke? I was almost scared to death by you!
"Oh, right! Don't spread what I told you today! Criticizing the king will cost you your head!" Qin Feng winked and said," I'm only talking nonsense with you because I treat you as one of us!”
"…" Ying Zheng stared at him and said," You still know that your words are equivalent to losing your head!”
What the f * ck…
If it wasn't for the fact that I found you pleasing to the eye, I would have long smashed my cup as a sign and let the accompanying guards chop you into meat paste!
"Hehe…I'm just spouting nonsense!”
Qin Feng laughed.
"We're in the same boat. You can't bear to break my golden rice bowl, right?”
The profits of brown sugar could be called a " golden rice bowl "!
"…You!"
Ying Zheng did not know whether to laugh or cry when he saw him acting cheap. He said,
"Don't worry! I won't tell on you, brat!”
"We're on the same boat?"
Who's a grasshopper compared to you? I'm from the King of Qin!
"That's good, that's good. Hahaha, come, come, have a bowl of black tea!”
Qin Feng eagerly served the black tea and smiled.
"I know that your stomach is not good, so I added some herbs to it. The effect is even better.”
Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly as he looked at the teacup, feeling slightly touched.
This kid…was quite meticulous.
As expected, there were a few fruits in the cup, as well as some unknown Chinese herbs.
It smelled like herbs.
"You know how to use medicine? If you don't understand pharmacology, you can die from using medicine!”
Ying Zheng was a little suspicious.
But in the end, he still decided to believe Qin Feng. He brought the cup of black tea to his mouth and took a sip.
It was still sweet, but there was a hint of bitterness in it. It was the unique taste of herbs, which just soothed the cloying taste. When tasted, it had a different flavor!
"Who are you looking down on? Not only do I know how to use medicine, but I'm also a medical grandmaster!”
Qin Feng raised his head and said proudly,
"Even the imperial physicians in the palace might not be as reliable as me!”
"Uncle Yin, if you don't believe me, why don't you give it a try?”
Hearing this, Ying Zheng sneered.
"Keep bragging! It's enough that he can run your shop well at such a young age. What medical grandmaster?”
He said in disbelief,
"Do you know how many medical books a doctor has to memorize and how many patients he has to cure to become a great doctor?”
"Without thirty years and a white beard, who would dare to boast about this? Even Bianque didn't dare! You dare?"
There might be geniuses in the art of war who were born to fight.
However, there was no such thing as a genius in the medical path. He had never heard of anyone who was born with the ability to treat illnesses!
Qin Feng says indifferently:
"Of course I dare! I'm talented, and one year is equivalent to ten years!”
"Don't doubt me, just give it a try!"
He had just checked his body and was worried that there were no white mice! That was why he was trying so hard to coax Uncle Yin into becoming his first lab rat.
"…Alright!"
Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly, reached out his palm and said,
"Take your pulse! If you can't tell me why, I'll beat you up!”
Playing with him was nothing.
Ying Zheng enjoyed this kind of interaction very much. There was no mutual deception, no scheming, and both of them were purely chatting and communicating to pass the time.
Qin Feng took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and then checked Ying Zheng's pulse.
His fingers were extremely steady, without the slightest tremble, as he felt Ying Zheng's pulse.
Qin Feng closed his eyes and focused on taking his pulse.
Ying Zheng was also looking at Qin Feng's face under the candlelight.
It was a handsome face with distinct edges and corners. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Fang's, but his thin lips, ears, and tall nose bridge were similar to his…
Ying Zheng was momentarily dazed!
In a trance, he really felt that the Qin Feng in front of him was his son!
Everything was so coincidental. It was as if the heavens had decreed for him to find his long-lost son again!
If this kid was really the product of him and Fang sixteen years ago…then how should he face him?!
Should he hide his identity and not acknowledge him…or should he reveal his relationship and let him be the real Eldest Young Master of Great Qin?!
For a moment, Ying Zheng's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, his heart was in a mess, and his breathing became rapid!
"Uncle Yin, regulate your breathing and don't be nervous.”
Qin Feng softly said with his eyes closed.
"Oh…oh." Ying Zheng came to his senses and nodded, no longer thinking about these things.
All guesses were just guesses!
He needed evidence, irrefutable evidence!
If not, there was no need to think so much.
But if it was true…then his attitude towards this kid would change!
This kid…was much more pleasing to the eye than Fu Su!!
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