"Dad, dad, hehe, dad is back." When Xiao Yingzheng heard this, he looked happy and happy, and his chubby little hands kept shaking.

Although when Qin Yiren was recruiting troops to fight north, Xiao Yingzheng was only a few months old and could not even speak. However, when Xia Ji and Zhao Ji had time, they would mutter to Xiao Yingzheng about Qin Yiren's complimentary things, and they would not know that Xiao Yingzheng would not succeed in his father.

For Zhao Ji, Qin Yiren is her heroic husband, so of course she has to tell Xiao Yingzheng about Qin Yiren. For Xia Ji, Qin Yiren is her beloved son, and he has to let Xiao Yingzheng know about her.

"Zheng'er, come here." Zhao Ji took a step forward, stretched out her hands, and was about to hug Xiao Yingzheng.

"I want my father." Xiao Yingzheng said in a silence, his black eyes rolling around, looking for his father who had no impression of him.

"Don't worry." King Zhao of Qin waved his hand at Zhao Ji, holding Xiao Yingzheng's legs with both hands, with a look of compassion.

"Young Master is here."

At this moment, a cheer sounded, and the Qin people who came to greet Qin Yiren and the others all stared at each other, stretched their necks, stood on tiptoe, and looked at the north.

"Rumor!" A muffled thunder sound came from the north.

"Here you come!" King Zhao of Qin was also happy, stretched his neck, stood on tiptoe, and looked anxious.

King Zhao of Qin served as the King of Qin for 40 or 50 years. During his rule, the Qin State advanced eastward during a period of great advancement in the east, and fought many major battles, such as the Battle of Bai Qi's capture of the capital of Chu, the Battle of Henoi, the Battle of Yique, and the famous Battle of Changping. His life was not lacking in great achievements. However, the battles that Qin Yiren went to fight this time brought his great achievements to a higher level. It was a series of victories against the alien race. He could not succeed if he was not anxious.

Just as everyone was anxiously looking forward, Qin Yiren led the Qin army to come.

These Qin soldiers who returned from the war were neat and strong, with a fierce and powerful force. A stern rushing towards them from afar, making people feel heartbroken.

"Zheng'er, that's your father, who is at the end." King Zhao of Qin saw Qin Yiren from afar and pointed his right hand at Qin Yiren.

"Dad..." The tears rolled in Xiao Yingzheng's eyes, and he kept shouting. His chubby little hands stretched out, as if he wanted his father to feel pain and hug him.

Qin Yiren rode on the horse and led the Qin army to come. When he saw King Zhao of Qin from afar, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Why did my eldest father be born like this?" Qin Yiren's eyes widened, and he saw that King Zhao of Qin was older than when he left, and his body was thin and his back was already hunched. Although he was in good spirits, he could tell that he was an old man who had entered his twilight years at a glance.

Qin Yiren remembered very clearly. When he launched a military force to fight, King Zhao of Qin was straight and there was no sign of a camel. It was only a year before King Zhao of Qin became so old, which was really shocking.

"Look at this, my father will live in a few years." Qin Yiren knew that King Zhao of Qin had arrived and could not live for a few years.

More recently, Qin Yiren could see more clearly. King Zhao of Qin was originally full of redness, but now his face was a little gray. Qin Yiren knew that his judgment was correct, and King Zhao of Qin had not been long.

"That's..." Then, Qin Yiren's eyes were on the little spot on King Zhao's neck, and a shiny light flashed in his eyes, and a friendly and familiar feeling emerged. He immediately knew who this was, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Zheng'er!"

He slapped the horse's back and galloped. He came closer, pulled the reins of the horse, flew off the horse, spread his hands, and headed straight for Xiao Weizheng.

"Dad." Xiao Yingzheng cheered, opened his hands to Qin Yiren, and kept shouting: "Hug."

Qin Yiren rushed to the front, without saying a word, and carried Xiao Ying Zheng over from King Zhao's neck and hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Ba Ji." Qin Yiren kissed Xiao Ying Zheng's pink little face with a fierce mouthful, and a heart almost popped up.

Family affection is eternal, and even if the sky falls and the earth sinks, it will not fade away. When Qin Yiren left Xianyang, Xiao Yingzheng only had a few months, could not speak or walk. Now, when we meet again more than a year later, Xiao Yingzheng can speak and call him father. The word "dad" almost melted Qin Yiren.

It feels so good to be a father!

At this moment, Qin Yiren was extremely happy, and he felt that no matter how powerful the king and the heroic plan were, they were not as good as Xiao Ying Zheng's call.

"Dad, Zheng'er misses you." Xiao Ying Zheng was extremely obedient. He first kissed Qin Yiren on the face, then buried a head in Qin Yiren's arms, put his hands on Qin Yiren's neck, and complained intimately: "Dad, why don't you come to Zheng'er?"

This complaint made Qin Yiren unable to hold back his tears and burst out, and he kept kissing Xiao Ying Zheng's face, saying, "Zheng'er, it's my father, I'm sorry for you, it's my father's, it's not."

"Dad, don't cry, don't cry." Xiao Yingzheng comforted Qin Yiren without saying anything, but also wiped Qin Yiren's tears with his little hands. As he wiped, the tears in his eyes rolled out, and he hugged Qin Yiren's neck and started crying.

Since Xiao Ying Zheng remembered, I heard Zhao Ji and Xia Ji tell him how great his father was. I have never seen him before. I missed him many times. Now, I can finally act coquettishly in Qin Yiren's arms. For Xiao Ying Zheng, it was the warmest embrace of his father, which felt really good.

"Yi Ren, Yi Ren." King Zhao of Qin was speechless when he saw the affection between Qin Yi Ren and his son, and called out softly.

However, Qin Yiren was immersed in family affection at this time, and looked at Xiao Yingzheng again and again, and could not hear King Zhao of Qin.

"Bold, Yiren, you dare to despise the Lord." Ying Ying kept looking for Qin Yiren, who wanted to pinch Qin Yiren's painful foot, thought it was a God-given opportunity, so he immediately stepped forward and scolded him.

Fan Sui saw it and kept shaking his head. Ying Feng was really crazy.

"Get out!" Qin Yiren turned his head suddenly and roared at Ying Ying, shaking his eardrums like thunder.

"..." Ying Ying opened her mouth wide, her eyes widened, and she lost her voice.

He is a dignified prince and is very pleased by King Zhao of Qin. Who dares to rebel against him? With his hot temperament, if one is not satisfied, he will have to face each other. Who is not afraid of him? When people see him, they are like mice and cats. Who dares to give him the word "get out"?

He simply couldn't believe it. It was like listening to a fantasy. It was like dreaming.

After a long time, Ying Ying realized that Qin Yiren really wanted him to get out in front of so many people. How could he bear it? His eyes stood up and his fierce light shone. He waved his fists and rushed up to argue.

A glimmer flashed in Qin Yiren's eyes and said in a deep voice: "If you don't get out, you'll break your legs."

Qin Yiren was showing his true feelings, which was very touching. Even King Zhao of Qin did not say that Qin Yiren was rude. What a fool?

"I'm going to see how you broke my legs?" Ying Hui absolutely didn't believe that Qin Yiren had this courage.

"Weng Zhong." Qin Yiren shouted in a deep voice.

"Bold." Weng Zhong heard Qin Yiren's shout and roared, strode like thunder.

He was two meters tall, four or five meters tall, and his body was like an iron tower, and his weight was not light. When he came with this big step, the footsteps were like a giant hammer hitting the ground. It made a "dongdong" sound, which was very powerful.

"Ah!" A scream sounded, from everyone's mouth.

Weng Zhong was two meters tall and four or five meters tall, and at first glance, he looked like a giant. No one had seen such a long person before, and it would be impossible for everyone to be shocked.

From King Zhao of Qin to ordinary people, they all opened their mouths and formed an O-shaped shape, which could be stuffed into an ostrich egg.

"You are so brave. You dare to be disrespectful to the young master. You can't forgive me." Weng Zhongwei, Qin Yiren's order was to listen to him. Qin Yiren did whatever he wanted him to do, and headed straight for Ying Hui.

Ying Hui is not low in height and has a strong figure, but when he comes to Weng Zhong, he is like a little girl. In Ying Hui's eyes, Weng Zhong looks like a giant, very threatening to him. He dares not face Weng Zhong, so he retreats.

Weng Zhong ignored it and chased Ying Hui with one step.

Looking at Weng Zhong who was chasing him, Ying Hui's scalp was numb, and it felt like the end of the world was coming. If he had matched Weng Zhong, he would not be enough for Weng Zhong to fight.

Not to mention anything else, Weng Zhong just needed to grab him and smash him around, which would be enough for him to drink a pot.

"Stop it." King Zhao of Qin then reacted and hurriedly shouted at Weng Zhong.

Weng Zhong turned a deaf ear and just chased Ying Hui.

"Yiren, please stop." King Zhao of Qin knew that although he was the king of Qin, Weng Zhong did not know his identity. His words were unlikely to be effective, so he had to turn to Qin Yiren.

Qin Yiren had long suspected that Ying Hui had assassinated him, but there was no evidence, so he was very unhappy with him. In addition, Ying Hui had been against him several times and several times, so he had long wanted to clean up him. Today, as soon as Qin Yiren arrived, Ying Hui jumped out and wanted to give Qin Yiren a warning. Of course, Qin Yiren had to fight back, pretending not to hear King Zhao of Qin, hugged Xiao Ying Zheng and said, "Zheng'er, do you miss your father?"

"I miss it! I miss it very much!" Xiao Yingzheng put his face on Qin Yiren's face and said in a slight voice.

"Yiren, please stop him, I will punish him heavily." King Zhao of Qin was also unhappy with Ying Huiqiang's strong move. He didn't even say anything. Why did Ying Hui jump?

Besides, even if Qin Yiren is rude, what's wrong? Qin Yiren is showing his true feelings, which makes people cry. Which soldier who returned from the war doesn't want to see his wife and children?

More importantly, when Ying Hui makes a fuss here, he is very unwise and makes people laugh.

"Big Father, how do you punish me?" Qin Yiren asked.

"Uh..." King Zhao of Qin just wanted to save Ying Hui, and the punishment was just casual.

"He just likes to make trouble. Such a celebration would be better without him." Qin Yiren's mouth curled up and the water was bleak.

"Ying Hui is rude and cannot participate in the matter of winning victory." King Zhao of Qin knew that this was a naked slap in the face, but he had to allow it.

This celebration is grand and grand, and it is the focus of the world. Not allowing Ying Hui to participate is even more uncomfortable than killing him. However, King Zhao of Qin can't send Qin Yiren, right? Qin Yiren just returned from the war. If he sends Qin Yiren, it would be heartbreaking.

It would be even more impossible to ask someone to take Weng Zhong. You don’t have to think about it and know that Weng Zhong must be a person who has worked hard and made great contributions, otherwise he would not have been valued by Qin Yiren. If he took Weng Zhong, it would also be disappointing.
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