Incubating The Black Dragon Clone, I Was Ying Zheng Sims

Seeing that no one spoke, Meng Yi finally stood up.

"Your Majesty, Young Master has little contact with you, and some things are inevitably negligent."

"I also hope that you will forgive the unintentional mistake of this young master on the grounds that your son's talent and intelligence are outstanding and that he will contribute to Da Qin!"

"If you want to punish, you should punish the minister! It was the minister who didn't remind the son in time that..."

"Shut up sir."

Ying Zheng suddenly interrupted Meng Yi with a smile.

"When did I say I would punish Tuo'er?"

"Ah this..."

Ying Zheng patted Zhao Tuo on the shoulder again, turned around and sighed, "Tuo'er is right."

"In recent years, I have been addicted to looking for immortals and asking for medicine, and I have spent too much and delayed too much for that illusory longevity."

"If it continues like this, I am afraid that my life will not be long, and Da Qin may not be able to last long."

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As soon as these words came out, everyone present, including Zhao Tuo, was dumbfounded.

Is this really what His Majesty himself said?

Is this not a dream?

All along, there are many people who persuade Ying Zheng to give up the matter of searching for immortals and asking for medicine.

Everyone here, including everyone here, has tried it.

However, without exception, no one was able to succeed, and many people were even punished.

Unexpectedly, today's fifteenth son Chi Guoguo's admonition could even be called a warning.

Did your Majesty really wake up?

Could it be that what they said before was too light? Not enough to wake up Your Majesty?

However, in fact, after Zhao Tuo's words were finished, all that flashed in Ying Zheng's mind at the moment were the images of the previous two simulations.

He was lying in the luan car on the tour, extremely weak and dying.

His face was a sickly blue-green color, the roots of his teeth showed the same black lines, and his whole body trembled occasionally.

He died soon after.

This situation is by no means dead!

According to the information from the simulator, the main purpose of this tour was to find the imperial physician Xu Fu and ask him about his search for immortals.

Isn't this exactly the same as Tuoer's advice?

It is hopeless to search for immortals left and right. With this time, it is better to take good care of your body.

Maybe you can avoid such a vicious disease and live a little longer.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng waved his hand: "Feng Xiang, pass the order on."

"In the future, my Daqin will suspend all search for immortals and inquiries about medicine, and the money saved will be reserved for other political expenditures."

"Here!" Feng Quji got up to write the compilation, the joy in his eyes was beyond words.

The rest of the people present also had smiles on their faces.

As for Zhao Tuo, he couldn't help but be surprised.

I never thought that the first emperor who was most obsessed with longevity in history was actually persuaded to come back by himself.

Doesn't that mean that this indirectly prevented Ying Zheng's last tour from happening?

More indirectly, it prevented the occurrence of "Ying Zheng died of illness in the sand dunes" and "Zhao Gao Huhai Li Si changed his edict to usurp the throne", which cut off the Daqin's national fortune?

In this way, will the national fortune become stronger, and the black dragon clone will grow along with it?

Just as he was thinking about it, a strange sensation suddenly came from his body.

Zhao Tuo secretly said something bad.

Really want what to come.

"There are mice!"

A sudden voice caught everyone's attention.

At this moment, a black shadow came out of Zhao Tuo's cuff, and quickly moved out of the palace along the corner of the other side of the palace.

In the end, it soared into the sky at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye and plunged into the clouds.

next moment……

"Roar!!!"

The loud and high-pitched dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, attracting everyone's attention.

In the main hall, Ying Zheng and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they didn't care about any manners or bad manners, they rushed out of the door one by one and looked into the sky.

At this moment, Ying Zheng and the others were not the only ones looking up at the sky.

It was the busy time of morning work and farming, so the loud roar of the dragon naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Almost the entire people of Xianyang City raised their heads at this moment.

"Your Majesty! Black dragon! It's that black dragon!"

Meng Yi was the first to exclaim.

Immediately, there were bursts of exclamations from the Xianyang Palace.

Then there is the boiling of Xianyang City...

Even if everyone is in front of Ying Zheng's palace at this moment, they can still feel the shouts and amazement of the people of Xianyang.

As if the world resonates with it!

"Black Dragon, I am the Black Dragon of Great Qin's National Fortune!!!"

Ying Zheng raised his hands to the sky and shouted.

The black dragon also seemed to be responding to Ying Zheng's voice, making a loud dragon roar.

This roar didn't matter, but the directly excited Ying Zheng trembled and burst into tears.

Even Meng Yi and others had red eyes.

It seems that the decades of hard work have finally come to fruition.

The last time I was so excited was when Da Qin announced that he would rule the world...

As for Zhao Tuo, he would be standing there quietly, focusing all his attention on the Black Dragon clone.

At this moment, countless warm currents are gathering back from the city of Xianyang below and pouring into the dragon's body.

Eventually become the power of the black dragon's growth.

"Sure enough, the ancients are really simple, and they can gather so much faith just by showing up."

"Since that's the case, it's all here, so let's add some more surprises."

Zhao Tuo's thoughts moved, and a trace of coolness penetrated the surrounding clouds along the scales of the dragon's body.

Immediately, snowflakes fell.

"It's snowing! It's snowing again!"

"Ruixue Zhaofeng Year, it must be the black dragon who blesses my Daqin!"

"Woooooo...I can finally eat enough, thank the Dragon God."

"Dragon God is above, bless us with good weather and good harvest this year!"

"Black is black color, black color belongs to water, Daqin Shuide, this is a sign of the rise of Daqin's national fortune! Report to Your Majesty quickly."

With the snow falling, there was another commotion in Xianyang City and Xianyang Palace.

The purer power of faith poured into Zhao Tuo's Black Dragon clone.

As for Zhao Tuo's body, his whole body was trembling slightly at this time.

As he guessed, with the growth of the black dragon clone, the unique power of the dragon family is feeding back to the main body.

The already exaggerated physical strength skyrocketed again.

Seeing that it was almost over, Zhao Tuo controlled the black dragon clone, circled Xianyang City for a while, and quickly disappeared into the distant sky.

no way.

With all the eyes on him, he couldn't just fall back to Xianyang City and get back into his sleeve.

Otherwise, Ying Zheng and others alone, he doesn't know how to deal with it.

I can only wait until it gets dark, and then fly back under the cover of the night.

As the black dragon disappeared, everyone's excited emotions gradually calmed down.

Meng Yi wrote: "Your Majesty, I think that the appearance of the black dragon today must be related to the fifteenth son!"

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Tuo's heart thumped, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

what's the situation?

Could it be that...the relationship between myself and the Heilong clone was discovered by Meng Yi?

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