Zhang Han continued.
When he heard Ying Chang 'an say that those nobles of the six dynasties were only fit to hide in the dark and stinking ditches, shivering like cowards, Ying Zheng almost bent over laughing.
Li Si and the others 'faces turned red as they coughed violently.
This analogy was really wonderful.
The descendants of the six dynasties 'nobles did not dare to openly oppose Great Qin, and they all hid in the Black Mountain Forest, viciously plotting how to overthrow Great Qin.
Weren't they just like rats hiding in the gutter?
"Hahaha, wonderful, wonderful. The analogy of the Nineteenth Prince is better than the thousands of articles written by those sour scholars!”
Li Si could not help but laugh heartily.
"That's great! A bunch of rats in the stinking sewers want to overturn Great Qin's sky? Sooner or later, they will stink to death."
Wang Ben's joke became the highlight.
"Hahahaha!"
Zhangtai Gong's laughter did not stop for a long time.
Ying Zheng leaned back on his throne, laughing so hard that tears were almost coming out.
He couldn't remember how many years it had been since he last laughed so heartily.
After laughing.
Zhang Han continued to narrate Ying Chang 'an's story.
The Second Prince's problem was not an assassination attempt, but the hundred thousand cavalrymen of the Barren Empire.
The soldiers were at the city gates, and blood flowed like a river.
The Second Prince, who had always been bold and unrestrained, had actually accepted the alliance under the city in humiliation.
Li Si and the others were stunned when they heard this.
"The twists and turns of the story are really unexpected.”
Li Si could not help but sigh.
Feng Quji frowned and pondered,"It seems that the Second Prince in the story of the Nineteenth Prince might not be Li Shiming. According to Li Shiming's character and ability, he would never swallow his anger.”
"That makes sense." " I heard that the Emperor of Tang is a genius," Wang Ben agreed." He's a tough nut to crack." How could he sign an alliance that would humiliate the country?”
"Besides, how many people have died from the hundred thousand cavalrymen of the Manhuang Empire? If he wanted to form an alliance, would the rest of the empire agree?”
Great Qin's important officials discussed this seriously.
They did not realize that this was just a child's story.
Looking at the few people who were engaged in a heated discussion, Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the throne, smiled without saying a word.
Li Si, Wang Ben, Feng Quji, Feng Jie, which one of them wasn't a pillar of the country?
To be able to make them lose their composure in the main hall was already a success in defeating Chang 'an.
"Looks like this kid really has some talent in making up stories.”
Ying Zheng said silently in his heart.
He did not care what kind of story his youngest son was telling.
After all, those were all fake.
However, Ying Zheng still had a huge harvest.
That was, he clearly saw the potential and thoughts of his precious son.
To an emperor and a father, this was a treasure that was more precious than any story.
……
Xianyang Palace, Grand View Garden.
It was clearly noon, but the strange thing was that the courtyard was extremely cool.
Ying Changan sat in the courtyard, swaying his legs. He leaned on the exquisite stone table and ate big mouthfuls of rice.
Yao Mei 'er sat across from Ying Changan with her long legs crossed. Her slender hands supported her chin as she looked at the cute porcelain doll with a smile.
"Young Master, slow down. Is my cooking so delicious?"
Yao Mei 'er's charming voice slowly sounded.
If there were other men around.
Perhaps he would be so captivated by her voice that his soul would disappear on the spot.
However, Ying Chang 'an turned a deaf ear to it.
He raised his head and blinked his eyes. He chewed on his rice, his cheeks puffed up, and there was a grain of rice at the corner of his mouth.
"It's alright. I still have high requirements for you. You still have a lot of room for improvement.”
After saying that, Ying Changan lowered his head again and continued to eat.
"You."
Yao Mei 'er bit her lips lightly, her eyes filled with resentment.
In order to conquer this little fellow, Yao Mei 'er had spent the entire morning secretly bringing back a few dishes from the imperial palace's dining area.
What a joke.
How could Yao Mei 'er know how to cook?
Her original plan was to wait for Ying Changan to come back and say that these dishes were made by herself, which would give Ying Changan a huge shock.
But who would have thought that this little fellow was so hard to fool?
Not to mention being shocked, there was not even a slight fluctuation in his eyes.
Yao Mei 'er was the most stunning beauty in Nine Regions.
Before entering Great Qin, countless people were willing to give up everything for her.
Yao Mei 'er had experience even with children.
Any man, no matter how old, would not be able to move when they saw Yao Mei 'er.
However, this little fellow who looked like a porcelain doll was like a stone.
No matter what method Yao Mei 'er used, Ying Chang' an remained indifferent.
"Shouldn't such an old child follow behind me and call me sister, asking for a hug and lift me up high?”
"You're not cute at all."
Looking at Ying Changan's adorable little face, Yao Mei 'er couldn't help but curse in her heart.
"Burp!"
Just as Yao Mei 'er was feeling indignant, Cute Little Baby had already finished his meal. He patted his belly and burped.
"I'm full."
Yao Mei 'er came back to her senses and smiled.""Young Master, since you're full, why don't I carry you inside to sleep?”
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