He was in Great Qin! My father is Ying Zheng!
26 curve to save the country

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Looking at the words on the paper, even he was shocked!

God-level calligraphy was indeed not for show!

"Yes, my son is obedient and sensible, unlike your brothers who are impetuous and flamboyant!”

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction and praised him.

Ying Pingan curled his lips in his heart.

It's not the time for you to brag and glare at me for tricking you!

"Father, in this case, you didn't lose out on this luminous pearl, right?”Ying Pingan tilted his head and winked at him mischievously.

"Not a loss! Not a loss! Haha!"

Ying Zheng laughed heartily.

A good piece of calligraphy could be passed down for thousands of years. Coupled with this impassioned poem, its price was immeasurable!

"Then can I leave now?”

"Yes! I'll send someone to call you during dinner!”

Ying Zheng said absent-mindedly while holding the poem and analyzing it carefully.

"Bye bye!"

After obtaining permission, Ying Pingan carried the box of Night-Luminescent Pearls and ran away.

A random poem was exchanged for such a treasure. It was worth it!

Now, he was truly grateful to Baldy Cheng, his language teacher from back then.

If he hadn't used a small stick to knock on the table and force him to memorize these poems, he wouldn't have had an easy time here! The ministers dispersed and boarded their own carriages to return to the manor.

As a general, Wang Ben didn't need a carriage or an escort, so he rode his horse and headed straight for Marquis of Tongwu's Mansion!

The Wang family had two marquises. Wang Jian, the Marquis of Wucheng, was brave and good at fighting.

He had once led his army to break through Handan, the capital of Zhao, and wiped out the Three Jin regions. He had destroyed Yan and destroyed Chu, making great contributions to Great Qin!

Unlike Great Qin's other God of Slaughter, Lord Wu 'an, Baiqi, Wang Jian could be said to be an old fox.

When he was at the peak of his achievements, he retreated bravely and left the opportunity for his son!

Not only did he protect his position in the palace, but he also allowed his son to make contributions and seal his wife and children!

"Phew…"

"Father, father, I'm back!"

As soon as they arrived at the gate, Wang Ben started yelling like a child before they could even get off the horse.

"Yo! Master is back!"

Seeing Wang Ben, the servant was delighted and hurried to help him lead the horse.

Ying Zheng had been away for several months on his eastern tour, and now he was finally back!

"Where is my father?"

Wang Ben asked excitedly after getting off his horse.

"Old Master is tending to the flowers and plants in the courtyard!”

"Father…"

Wang Jian took two steps together and stepped through the door.

"Shout! What are you shouting for? Are you afraid that I will lose my soul?"

In the courtyard, there was a small garden facing the door. Wang Jian was in high spirits and was carrying a dry ladle to water the flowers. He said without raising his head or opening his eyes.

Normally, his son would be gone for months, so the father should be concerned about him.

However, this was not the case in the Wang Clan!

From the moment a battle was decided, the general would start preparing until the end of the battle.

It could be at least half a year, or even a few years!

Therefore, in the Wang family, it was very normal for a family to be separated!

As long as he could come back in one piece, it would be a joyous occasion!

This also created the strong personality of the children of the Wang family, including Wang Jiaren! Grandfather and Father were away from home for many years. In order not to be bullied, they had to protect themselves!

"Father, have you heard that His Majesty brought back a young master who was wandering outside?”

As soon as he arrived home, Wang Ben reported to his father without any rest.

"Yes, I heard!"

Wang Jian put down the ladle and began to pluck the weeds between the flowers.

"Father, this child is not ordinary!"

"I heard that he improved the plow and invented paper. He seems to have some talent!”

Regarding this, Wang Jian did not seem to have much interest and continued the actions of his hands.

"That's not all!"

Wang Ben sat down beside the flower bed and started his long speech," This kid has a kind of grain that can yield more than a thousand catties per mu. He's only five years old, but he's even stronger than me, and he's running around with a plow all by himself. According to Your Majesty, the young master once had a master who knew about the events that happened two thousand years ago, and he even wrote a poem in front of all the ministers, which is a quatrain of history…!"”

"Oh?"

Wang Ben told Wang Jian everything that had happened during this period of time, and Wang Jian was finally attracted to his story.

"A five-and-a-half-year-old child really has such a temperament?”

"It can't be wrong, Father! I saw all of this with my own eyes!”

Of course, Wang Ben did not mention the bet at all.

"Tsk tsk…Strange person! What a strange person!"

Wang Jian clicked his tongue in wonder." If the Little Lord is really as you said, a talent in both civil and martial arts, then his future is limitless. In a few years, I reckon that all the ministers will break their heads and fight to marry the Little Lord!”

"Father, what if our Wang Clan is to marry him?”

Wang Ben asked tentatively.

In fact, other than sincere admiration, the previous praises were mostly to pave the way for the following words!

Wang Jiaren was the only girl in their Wang family and was doted on by Wang Jian.

If he were to tell his daughter that he had arranged a marriage for her, with his daughter's personality, she would definitely object and cry to complain to her father.

He would still be scolded in the future.

He might even be chased and beaten up!

He was the head of the family. If this really happened, how could he talk about prestige in this family in the future? Even the servants would secretly laugh at him! In order to prevent this from happening, he had been thinking about this problem ever since he left the palace. He had considered the results from various angles and finally decided on this method!

Save the country in a roundabout way!

First, he had to deal with his father and make him stand on his side.

If the beauty doesn't agree, I can still help persuade her!

"Humph! The young master is a noble young master. Although he hasn't made a name for himself yet, he will shine in the future sooner or later. There are many people who want to marry him. His Majesty must first consider those imperial relatives, and then we nobles. It might not be our turn!”

"Moreover, the beauty knows martial arts and her reputation for being fierce has already spread throughout the city. Even if His Majesty considers the nobles, he might not choose us!”

Wang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

It was all his fault. In order to prevent anyone from bullying his precious granddaughter when they were not at home, he taught her a few things whenever he had the time. As a result, this child did not have the gentleness that a lady from a noble family should have.

On the contrary, he was like a Jianghu man who liked to punish evil and promote good. His reputation for being spicy spread far and wide!

"Then if the Little Lord takes the initiative to marry us, should we agree?”

"Taking the initiative to form a marriage alliance?"

"Haha…"

Wang Jian seemed to have heard a joke." Stop daydreaming!"”

"I'm not dreaming, Father! When he was in Qu 'a, the young master took the initiative to request for a marriage alliance with our Wang family. He said that his master had said that he would accompany the Emperor on his eastern tour and that he had a daughter who was as beautiful as a flower. Thus, he made a request for a marriage alliance with the Emperor!”

Wang Ben finally got to the point after he understood what he meant.

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