Chapter 227: Dialogue between father and son

Luoyang.
A simple and quiet manor surrounded by water, built on the outskirts, facing the back of the mountain, quite a bit of Qin Dynasty ancient architecture.
From afar.
It seemed very quiet and solemn.
The people passing by, no matter whether they were martial artists or members of the imperial group, could not help but awe in their hearts.
Somewhere in the manor.
Several hands were holding some small dishes, and the female waitress, with her head down, walked respectfully in the corridor aisle, with a serious look, not afraid to be sloppy.
These female waitresses.
They are all modern people.
Respecting the decayed and backward thoughts of ancient times, respecting the servile slaves has always sneered.
Although they are this manor.
Recruitment.
But usually it's just a job of serving tea and water, doing laundry and cooking, and I don't think that anyone is superior to myself. Even the owner of the manor, although they are respectful in their mouths, they are not at all Going on.
In their opinion.
There is an employment relationship between yourself and the manor, not to mention slaves.
But since I saw the ancestor of the manor of this manor.
Know its identity.
Even if they are fighting every day, they are afraid that they will make the other party unhappy.
Walk to the inner courtyard of the manor.
Several female waiters, still daring not to raise their heads, respectfully put their meals gently to the side.
An old man in a gray ancient costume with an old face and a white beard and beard waved his hand.
"You guys, go on."
Several waitresses quickly lowered their heads and stepped back.
only.
Near the time of going out, several people couldn't help but throb in their hearts, carefully raised their heads, as if they could take a glance, they were all the glory of their lives, and then, they quickly took a look ahead and stood by the lake That figure.
Watching the waitresses leave.
The old man with white beards, embarrassed by his face, looked at the figure in front and smiled:
"Ancestor, I will let these attendants leave tomorrow."
next moment.
A faint voice came from the figure.
"No, it's not the Great Qin Dynasty now. People are forbidden to witness Longyan, and there is no need to have it again."
The old man with white beard quickly nodded.
Then he respectfully stood aside.
Looking at the food that was about to cool off, the old man with white beard opened his mouth and stopped talking. When he first spoke, another word came in his ear.
"Leave this first!"
The white-beard old man muttered.
Stop talking,
It seems that the whole manor has become much quieter with this figure.
Standing in front is only a young man who does not look over thirty.
But the youth's natural emperor temperament.
But it was even Zhao Hengren and others.
Are all inferior.
The young man was wearing a snow-white straight-breasted robe, and the clothes had an excellent sense of drape. The broad waist belt with a white auspicious cloud pattern on the waist was only hung by a piece of excellent jadeite jade. The body is especially simple and quiet.
The old man with white beard raised his head respectfully and looked at his ancestor who had left the name of the emperor in history, and he could not help raising a trace of worship.
Although they are Luoyang winners.
There are only two ancestors.
Unlike other imperial capitals, many emperor figures returned to life.
But it is enough!
The young man is facing an artificial lake that is not too big or too small, but looks extremely delicate, surrounded by rockery.
Suddenly asked lightly:
"He, should he be back soon?"
at the same time.
The writing brush held by the young man just happened to write six vigorous and powerful characters on the Xuan paper placed in front of him.
Great Qin Dynasty, win Su!
"The man who has left an eternal emperor in history has disappeared from now on, and now this is the new name of this emperor in this era!"
Listening to the youth's indifferent, yet calm and steady words.
The old man with white beard couldn't help but leaned over and glanced at the six large characters on the rice paper. When he saw the two characters on the final payment, his heart shivered slightly.
Quickly replied:
"Return to the ancestor, Hai Xiaozu, this morning I went to the Huang group to report that this meeting should be coming back soon."
The old man with white beards, as the royal clan of the Ying family, is also very aware of the old patriarch. The culprit of the Qin death II was the young son of the old ancestor, Ying Hai!
It should have helped the Prince Su to succeed.
He was won by his younger son, and he joined the eunuchs and preached the holy imperial edict to slay the Fusu prince who should have succeeded the grand rule.
Undeserved.
Become the person in charge of the world.
Until the Great Qin Dynasty was overthrown.
Prince Fusu who should become the emperor.
He was killed by the union.
Although things are thousands of years.
But even the ancestors who had the honor of being an emperor before them must have anger in their hearts, otherwise how would the ancestors change their name to win the Soviet Union.
At this moment.
A young man wearing a golden yellow costume and gazing with a trace of pride, walked in from the entrance of the corridor outside without any haste.
It was Ying Hai who came back from the royal group.
Yinghai directly ignored the old man with white beards, walked respectfully to Yingsu wearing a snow-white robe, and bent down slightly, saluting him.
"Father Emperor!"
When I saw the word "Su Su" written on the rice paper.
Ying Hai shuddered a little in her heart, and suddenly remained silent, pretending not to understand the deep meaning in it and exclaimed:
"Father and Emperor's calligraphy, even after thousands of years, is still so well written."
The old man with white beard sighed in his heart while listening.
This Hai Zuzu.
Although he used vicious means to ascend the throne, this is beyond the ordinary mind, but it is extraordinary.
Ying Su put down the brush in his hand and carried his hands on his back. There was another meaning in his tone, and he said lightly:
"Do you really feel good?"
No extra feelings.
But it reveals the majesty of the emperor.
Suddenly.
Win Hai gritted his teeth:
"Yes!"
for a long time.
There was no sound around, only the atmosphere, filled with a trace of silent cold, and the sound of the snow-white straight robe, blowing in the breeze.
"Then you go down."
Wait until this sentence falls.
Ying Hai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When he walked out and walked to the corridor, he couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly, and his face was even colder.
"Father emperor, the great Qin dynasty has been dead for thousands of years, are you still blaming me! Well, then, when I win the victory over you, you understand how stupid your edict was!
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When he left.
The artificial lake surrounded by the rockery suddenly burst into a cold voice.
"Haier, since you have not taken the initiative to admit your mistakes so far ..."
next moment.
When the old man with white whiskers saw the six large characters on the rice paper and disappeared on the rice paper.
His face suddenly changed suddenly.
But when he saw the words on the rice paper, changing from time to time, his eyes were staring for a moment, and a huge horror rose in his heart.
"Sir, you said right a few thousand years ago that the emperor was wrong. Please use the life of Yinghai to revive Fusu!"
"No regrets?"
"No regrets!"