Incubating The Black Dragon Clone, I Was Ying Zheng Sims

In the palace of Wangyi Palace, Zhao Tuo was standing in front of the mirror and looking at it.

Yep, it's a mirror.

Although this thing appeared late in history, the actual refining method is not difficult.

Limestone, quartz stone and some minerals that can be seen everywhere in Daqin can be melted and refined in a blast furnace to form glass.

Put tin foil behind the glass, dissolve it with mercury into a tin amalgam and stick it to the glass, and a mirror is ready.

As for the manufacture of blast furnaces and tin foil, it is obviously not difficult for Zhao Tuo, who has mastered a lot of resources and has modern memories.

However, in the current Daqin, where the consumption level of the common people is placed, these products that can be sold at high prices are not suitable for sale. After waiting, they can create greater value.

"It's incredible..."

Zhao Tuo looked at himself in the mirror and stroked the bulging muscles on his body. Although it was not exaggerated, it was full of explosive power visible to the naked eye.

The shrunken black dragon is entrenched in the left arm. Under Zhao Tuo's undistracted control, the dragon's eyes are closed and dormant.

While pondering, Zhao Tuo looked at the candlestick flickering on the side.

After hesitating for a moment, he put his fingers into the flames...

There is no unexpected burning sensation, but a wonderful warm ironing sensation.

As for the body... It's the middle of winter now, he is naked but not half cold, and even feels a little cool and comfortable.

"I'm not afraid of fire and cold... What about knife cuts?"

Zhao Tuo pulled out another long sword and pulled it hard in the palm of his hand.

bass!

The sword that instinctively cut off the palm of the hand only cut a layer of skin, and there was no blood.

The mind moved slightly, and the black dragon recovered!

While walking, he came to the palm of his hand, and the dragon tongue licked it lightly.

After a while of itching, the wound healed as before.

"Is this the legendary dragon saliva? It's really amazing."

After moving his palm, Zhao Tuo carefully looked at his black dragon clone.

Gently stroked the dragon scales, the texture like jade came, hard and smooth.

In the sunlight, it also reflects the gloomy luster.

The dragon beard and the dragon beard are automatic without wind, and the pair of dragon eyes is even more breathtaking. Even Zhao Tuo was shocked to see it.

If it wasn't for his avatar, I'm afraid it's just a look at each other, and ordinary people would have to be intimidated...

The most important thing is that the black dragon clone of himself has only been born for a few hours.

There is such a failure at birth, and it can bring such great benefits to myself.

If this is an adult...

Zhao Tuo was thinking, when suddenly his keen hearing caught the sound of footsteps coming from outside the palace.

"someone is coming?"

Before he had time to think about it, Zhao Tuo put on his robe and quickly dressed it up, and turned the mirror over and put it against the wall.

Just after all this was done, Zhao Gao's voice came from outside the palace.

"Young master, Zhao Gao, the lower official, is here to speak to your majesty."

"Zhao Gao? Speaking for the emperor?"

Hearing this name, Zhao Tuo's brows furrowed unconsciously.

As a descendant of the future, he knows Zhao Gao's true face better than anyone now.

So much so that he didn't have any good feelings for the first eunuch in history who subverted Da Qin.

Normally, he wouldn't let this guy in.

But today is to pass a message to the father, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog...

"come in."

When Zhao Tuo walked out of the bedroom, he happened to meet Zhao Gaojin in the courtyard of Wangyi Palace.

The two looked at each other.

In an instant, Zhao Gao was inexplicably panicked, and subconsciously looked away.

"What's the matter? Isn't this fifteenth son a sick child? How come his eyes are so sharp?"

"Order of Zhao Fu?"

"Oh... that's it." Zhao Gao said after returning to his senses: "His Majesty asked the fifteenth son to come over and said that he wanted to chat with you."

"Royal father wants to chat with me?" Zhao Tuo narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I know, this will pass."

Taking advantage of the time he was talking, Zhao Gao looked at Zhao Tuo carefully again.

"Strange, it doesn't seem to be anything special, is it an illusion?"

"Zhao Fuling, is there anything else?"

"No, then the lower official will leave first." Zhao Gao made a slight edit, and before Zhao Tuo could speak, he turned and left Wangyi Palace.

Such rude behavior, he would never dare to put it in front of Ying Zheng.

But a sick seedling with no status at all is not worth his time here.

Zhao Tuo just sneered and turned back to the bedroom.

Zhao Gao, any disgusting actions are expected.

It's just a grasshopper in the autumn, and it won't be a few days to jump around.

After changing his clothes, Zhao Tuo went straight to Ying Zheng's bedroom.

It has to be said that, as the heir of Ying Zheng, he should be the least lined up if nothing else.

All the other princes and princesses were accompanied by eunuchs and palace maids.

Only Zhao Tuo was alone, and there was not even a maid in the palace.

Zhao Tuo didn't blame Ying Zheng for this.

After all, the affairs of the harem are handled by the people of the harem, and the reason for this is that he is weak and weak.

Of course, the most important thing is that as a traveler, he has too many secrets.

On the contrary, a person is happy and leisurely, and it is easy to move, so there is no reaction with Ying Zheng, otherwise, as a son, it is not the current situation.

After a while, Zhao Tuo had arrived outside Ying Zheng's palace.

Before he could make a sound, the eunuch outside the palace said, "Young Master, Your Majesty is waiting in the palace, please go in quickly."

"Um."

Zhao Tuo nodded and pushed the door into the palace.

As soon as I entered the door, a warm current rushed over my face.

In Ying Zheng's palace, the heating is much, much better than that of his Wangyi Palace, which nobody cares about.

"Is Tuo'er here?"

"I have seen the emperor." Zhao Tuo made a series of greetings after closing the palace gate.

On the other hand, Ying Zheng frowned.

"What a nonsense, you are weak, how did you come out wearing so little? Come to this fire wall to ward off the cold."

While speaking, Ying Zheng took Zhao Tuo's hand directly to the edge of the fire wall.

A burst of warm currents washed away the winter chill.

"Tuo'er, haven't you eaten the morning meal yet? This is the corn porridge and minced mutton sent by the kitchen. Come, sit down and talk to you while we eat."

? ? ?

Seeing the smile on Ying Zheng's face, Zhao Tuo was at a loss for a while.

Not right!

So wrong!

It has been 20 years since he came to Daqin. In the past 20 years, because of his own health, Ying Zhengbai’s father and emperor have seen him very few times.

The number of private conversations like this can be counted on two hands.

Why did you suddenly become so enthusiastic today?

"What are you still doing? Hurry up and sit down."

"Here." Zhao Tuo saluted and sat opposite Ying Zheng.

Looking at the food on the table in front of him, his nose suddenly became sore.

As an orphan in his last life, he never felt the care of his parents.

After reliving his first life, his biological mother died in childbirth. Although he still has a father, he is the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty.

The state affairs are still unfinished, so how can you care about so many children?

But today...

Feeling Ying Zheng's gaze, Zhao Tuo picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started to eat.

It's just that as soon as the food came into his mouth, he regretted it a little.

The corn was rough and had a grainy trough smell.

Not to mention the minced mutton, the taste is so bland, and the smell is pungent!

Sure enough... This special Qin Dynasty food is still unaccustomed to eating for 20 years.

However, Ying Zheng was watching, so Zhao Tuo had to bite the bullet and take a big mouthful of rice.

Looking at Zhao Tuo eating "happy" Ying Zheng also showed a smile on his face.

"Tuo'er, you look good now, how is your physical training?"

"Thank you for worrying about my father. In recent years, my health has been pretty good." Zhao Tuo didn't think much about it, and said casually.

But it was this sentence, Ying Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard it.

"Oh? Since it's good, why don't you come and play with the Iron Eagle Guard from the Black Ice Platform?"

"Cough cough cough..." Zhao Tuo, who was drinking porridge, almost choked to death by Ying Zheng's words.

"Father, you look too high on your ministers. The Tie Ying Guards on the Black Ice Terrace are all Great Qin Ruishis."

"I'm a sick child who can't even compete with ordinary people, so how can I fight against them?"

Zhao Tuo smiled wryly, as if you were embarrassing me too much.

In fact, since the black dragon's clone hatched yesterday, its strength has been fed back.

Now he can absolutely destroy most of the trainees with physical strength alone.

It's just that Daqin is not the time to reveal his trump card at this juncture.

Especially in front of the first emperor Ying Zheng.

Just thinking about it, the eunuch outside the palace suddenly walked in with small steps.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Chief Minister and the Young Master ask to see you.

"Oh?" Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Just about ordering the arrest and punishment of those alchemists, I want to ask them what they think, let them come in."

"Here!"

The eunuch left, but Zhao Tuo, who was eating, was stunned.

Capture the punishment alchemist?

Could it be that... history is about to be staged?

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