Chapter 68 Today's Ying Zheng and Xia Yufang! Guards barracks! On the school field. Tread. Tapping. The sound of horses stampeding could be heard. Follow closely. Three fast horses galloped quickly forward. On a fast horse. Two young men under the age of twenty drew their bows and drew their arrows. The youngest among them should be a boy of about eleven or twelve years old, and he also drew his bow and drew his arrow. While the war horse was galloping.
The three of them simultaneously looked at the target several dozen feet away to the side. Shhhhhh. Three arrows broke through the air and shot towards the target on the side. Almost instantly. The arrow hit the target accurately. But the three men did not stop at all, their horses galloped and they drew their bows and drew their arrows. Shoot the arrow quickly. In just a dozen breaths, each person shot a dozen arrows. "Xu." The three men reached the end of the shooting range and immediately pulled the reins. At this time. A young general wearing the armor of the Imperial Guard came quickly. "Prince." "Your archery skills have improved again." "All fifteen arrows hit the bull's eye." The young military marquis said to Ying Zheng excitedly. Time flies. It has been almost three years since Ying Zheng returned to Qin. He was still immature when he was less than ten years old, but now he has grown into a young man, full of vigor and vitality, and exudes a kind of nobility. "Ren Xiao."
"Why don't you report the target of my and Wang Ben's arrows?" Meng Tian looked at the military officer in front of him with an unhappy expression. "Yes." "You kid." Wang Ben also looked unhappy. "hey-hey." "Do you two still need to report it?" "If a martial arts master can't even shoot an arrow properly, then you should go back to raising pigs." Ren Xiong said jokingly. "You guy." Meng Tian and the other man looked on speechlessly. Allow yourself to be arrogant. The son of the Imperial Guard Commander Ren Chuan now also serves as a military marquis in the Imperial Guard. Royal Guards. Responsible for the safety of the King of Qin and guarding the royal palace. Of course, he couldn't be a homeless and unemployed soldier. The first requirement to become a member of the Royal Guard is loyalty, so priority will be given to the descendants of the Royal Guards of all generations, who have been loyal to them for generations. Of course, in addition to family background, one must also have accomplishments to become a member of the Royal Guards. The elite soldiers from the local camps also have the opportunity to become the Royal Guards, but they have to be outstanding enough. "The king cannot practice cultivation." "As the crown prince, cultivation is extremely difficult." "I have been in Qin for so long. Since I was conferred the title of Crown Prince, I originally had the opportunity to break through to Grandmaster level. But now I have no chance. It seems that there is an invisible rule suppressing me." "What the teacher said is true." "No king can practice cultivation." "God will not allow a king to practice, nor will he allow a king to have the immortality of a grandmaster." When he returned to Qin, Ying Zheng was at the peak of the Innate Realm. Now, nearly three years have passed, and Ying Zheng is still at the peak of the Innate Realm. This has always been a concern for Ying Zheng, and he is powerless to do so even though he wants to. Because no matter how hard he tried to practice, he could hardly make any progress. Now this is just the title of crown prince. If he were to become a king in the future, not to mention his cultivation being improved, he would probably be affected by the invisible rules and would fall from the innate realm. Just as Ying Zheng was feeling bitter.
"Brother Zheng is awesome." See Ying Zheng dismount. Xia Yufang ran over quickly. She was about the same age as Ying Zheng. At the moment, she is wearing a black long skirt. The little girl from the past has grown up a lot. She has lost her childishness and is now as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water. In another two years, she will become a real beauty. Hear sounds. Ying Zheng also showed a smile on his face, then walked over and said gently, "Afang." "Brother Zheng is getting more and more powerful." Xia Yufang held Ying Zheng's hand tightly, very happy. What she liked most was watching her brother Zheng riding his horse with such heroic spirit. The more outstanding her brother Zheng was, the more moved she was. "Miss Xia." Seeing Xia Yufang, Meng Tian and his companions immediately bowed to him. Everyone knows that Xia Yufang is Ying Zheng's future wife, the future crown princess, and the future queen. This is not a rumor spread by others, but words spoken by Ying Zheng himself. "Brother Meng, Brother Wang, Brother Ren." Xia Yufang shouted as he responded to the greetings one by one. "Eh." The three of them immediately agreed with a smile. "The military camp is too boring." "I will take Afang out hunting in two days." Ying Zheng looked at Xia Yufang and smiled, very gently. "Sir, do you want Brother Zheng to go?" Xia Yufang was stunned. This gentleman is naturally not Shen Yue, but Lu Buwei. Now he has become the crown prince, heir apparent to the Qin Dynasty, but Ying Zheng is not addicted to pleasure. He always remembered what his teacher said before he left: we will see each other again when the world is unified. Ying Zheng knew that he had to strengthen himself if he wanted to unify the world. So I never slack off every day. In the morning, I handled government affairs with Lu Buwei in the Prime Minister's Mansion and learned Lu Buwei's way of handling government affairs. In the afternoon, I study in the army. This is true every day. Very fulfilling.
"The teacher said that we should combine work with rest." "Besides, he is busy with government affairs every day and doesn't have much time to take care of me." Ying Zheng smiled and shook his head. For him. There was respect in his words towards Lu Buwei. He also admired Lu Buwei's diligence. "Then Brother Zheng can help you share a lot of worries, and it will definitely be easier for you to handle government affairs in the future." Xia Yufang said gently. "I want to, too." Ying Zheng sighed. Lu Buwei was extremely strict in handling government affairs. Although he had his own opinions, most of them were decided by Lu Buwei, so they were not very mature. "Prince." "Hasn't the king summoned the prince to the palace to review memorials?" Meng Tian asked tentatively. "When Grandfather Wang was here, there was no chancellor to share the burden, so he let me study and share the burden at the same time." "And now that we have Xiangbang, the results will naturally be different." "My father asked me to study first, and then I can go to court to hear the case and review the memorials after I am crowned." Although Ying Zheng also wanted to, he was indeed too young at the moment. Moreover, Ying Zichu didn't want to make Ying Zheng suffer. He just wanted to make up for everything and didn't even want Ying Zheng to be tired too early. "But I heard that the king's health is not very good now." Wang Ben said slowly. As soon as these words fell. Ying Zheng's face changed: "Where did you hear that?" "I go to the palace to meet you almost every few days. Father, you are not too sick, right?" This time. Ying Zheng was a little confused. Every time he entered the palace to meet his father, he was gentle and kind, and full of energy. How come Wang Ben said that he was in poor health? "Prince." "I am not talking nonsense. This matter has already spread in the court." "The king is in poor health and has been ill for a long time." "Perhaps I don't want to make the prince worry in front of him." Wang Ben said hesitantly. Hear the sound.
Ying Zheng's expression changed. I couldn't bear it any longer. "You send Afang back home, I want to go to the palace." Ying Zheng immediately jumped on his horse and galloped towards the palace. It concerns my father. Ying Zheng thought of his grandfather again. How could he not worry? …… PS: Please read my article again, please read my article again, I will be very grateful. (End of this chapter)
