Live Broadcast: My Leisurely Life As An Emperor in Daqin!

Without looking at Lang Qi, he raised his foot and left.

Ying Zheng followed behind her, suddenly smacking Saqidema's meaning. No matter how stupid Lang Qi is, he is also the son of King Kuihe. At that time, Saqidema ascended the throne, and the husband was Langqi. One was to humiliate King Kuihe, and his son could only be the emperor's husband if he could not become the emperor. The other was to be a hostage, and warned the old department of King Kuihe not to act rashly.

Ying Zheng Yao touched his chest, he felt vague sadness, this sadness, like dust, disappeared in the next second.

"Gan Ying." Li Yao's voice came, "How many days?"

"Nine days." Li Yao's hands trembled a little, whether she was excited or nervous, "After a few minutes, it will be ten days.

"Okay." Li Yao said, her eyes lacquered, "Prepare carefully."

"Yes. 35 Gan Ying surrendered and withdrew from the big tent.

The burning clouds spread over most of the sky, and the rays of light leaking from the gaps illuminated the general camp red, and stretched the figure into a long and narrow shape.

Meng Yi and Jing Zichen were sitting on the haystack to eat, Gan Ying walked over, lowered his head, picked up a haystack, sat down, and picked up a bowl of rice.

Meng Yi kicked Gan Ying: "Why are you frowning?"

"Alas." Gan Ying took a mouthful of rice and looked at Jing Zichen.

"It's incomparable." Meng Yi shook his head, "I think Mr. Li is sometimes very noble. Could it be that His Majesty's women have the same temperament?

"What kind of temperament, noble concubine temperament?" Jing Zichen laughed, "It's the temperament of a noble family, we can't learn it.

Inside the tent, Li Yao stood by the window with her hands behind her back, the magnificent fire burning clouds, a rare sight to see.

Like Ying Zheng.

Li Yao thought, and Si Si Manman's emotions crept into her heart. The golden-red light depicts the outline of the remnant cloud, the sun gradually descends, and the golden-red turns to purple-red. Li Yao exhaled, spitting out the condensed melancholy in her heart. Ying Zheng was gone for a day, and Li Yao's mood was gloomy for a day.

Two days ago, the grain truck brought by Meng Yi arrived.

"Just come here." Ying Zheng stood at the gate of a house in Yaocheng, "You guys should take care of you~.

"Thank you." Sachidema said, her voice was low and hoarse, showing great sincerity, "Be careful.

"Okay." Ying Zheng smiled, with the same youthful spirit as before, "Thank you for the concern of the Sage County Lord."

"Let's go." Saqidema briefly raised the corners of her lips, feigning annoyance and driving them away.

Ying Zheng rolled over: "Drive!"

The two horses rushed out one after the other, and Saqidema stood there, watching the setting sun draw their shadows long. The blood-colored rays of light were the robes that draped over the young man.

About 200 miles from Gaicheng to Gangshan County, Ying Zheng estimated that it was noon when he arrived at the barracks.

"King Kuihe has an army stationed opposite Gangshan County." Ying Zheng said, "about 30 miles away, we have all come out. It's better to have a big vote. 35

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment: "What do you want?" He vaguely guessed what Ying Zheng meant, but felt it was too crazy.

"Of course it is to burn grain and grass." Ying Zheng said lightly, "We went in at night, burned the grain and grass, and hid in the dangerous river.

"Your Majesty, are you crazy?" Wang Jian stared, "There is a reason why the Jishui River is called Jishui."

The Jishui River is formed by the collection of high mountain snow water. The water flow is fast and the temperature is extremely low. People falling into it can easily cause cramps and death, so it is called Jishui.

"I know." Ying Zheng said, "I will think of a way." He said it as simple as eating and drinking, and the choked Wang Jian had nothing to say.

An hour and a half later, they arrived at the Weishui River, just northwest of the military camp in Weiqian County, Donghu.

The water surface of Weishui River is extremely wide, and the water stream hits the stones with white waves. Wang Jian stretched out his hand and tried it, and his neck shrank from the cold.

Ying Zheng took off the iron shield carried on the horse's back and put it by the river. He pushed the tattered wooden boat stranded on the beach into the water and tied it to the stake with hemp rope.

"Guishui River goes all the way east to Daqin, we sit on the boat and we can get out of trouble after crossing the border of Daqin." Ying Zheng said calmly, he unloaded the luggage on the horse's back and put it on the wooden boat, "Even if I have an accident , I can also make sure you go back to see Miss Zhuji."

"Bah, what nonsense are you talking about." Wang Jian frowned, "Do you think I am the one who abandoned His Majesty and ran away alone?"

"No, but you know, we always have someone to report back to Daqin. Ying Zheng looked calm, "I'm going to the military camp, you are here waiting for me. ""

"No." Wang Jian categorically refused, "It's too dangerous."

"You dare to disobey your orders? Can't speak Donghu?" Ying Zheng asked.

Wang Jian hesitated: "No. 99

"Then how did you get in?" Ying Zheng said disgustedly, "Wait for me here, don't let your mother-in-law hold you back. 35

"This!" Wang Jian took two steps along the river bank in anger, "Your Majesty, be careful, if something happens, those people in the court will tear me apart."

"Don't worry." Ying Zheng didn't seem worried at all, "Let the horse go back first." He put the fire book and the kerosene bottle in his pocket, and love|| left. "

Wang Jian was sitting on the boat. The wind in March was a little cold, the spring was cold and the grass was green. Suddenly there was a loud voice, and he looked up at the direction of the military camp, the fire was shining in the sky.

Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng really did it. Wang Jian climbed to the river bank, grabbed his bow and arrow, and laid some simple traps on the river bank, hoping to hold back the pursuers for a while.

Ying Zheng stumbled towards the river bank, an arrow was stuck in his left shoulder, and his clothes were red with blood.

Wang Jian counted the distance and stared ahead. It was Ying Zheng! He put up his shield, drew his bow and shot arrows, and two or three figures fell in the distance.

Ying Zheng shrank a little, avoided the filaments hanging between the two trees, jumped up to avoid the tripping nails, and tugged at Wang Jian: "Go!

Wang Jian helped him jump onto the boat, cut the hemp rope with a dagger, and pounded the river bank with the oars, and the rushing water immediately pushed them to the center of the water.

Everyone in the live broadcast room took a breath for him.

After seeing Ying Zheng on the boat, people started to stick to the water.

(Noah's good)

"As expected of the political brother! The first person through the ages! Dian"

"I didn't expect Brother Zheng to be so good!"

"My idol!"

"You are really crazy." Wang Jian stabilized his body, with a look of fear for the rest of his life, he touched his face and couldn't help laughing, "Your Majesty, you are really crazy!

"Hiss—" Ying Zheng relaxed and leaned against the dilapidated side of the ship, the arrow on his left shoulder hadn't been pulled out yet, his eyes were extremely bright, shining brightly in the night, "When you come out, you have to give the soldiers a big gift. "

"Che, you are just jealous of my good luck." Ying Zheng felt tired, he rubbed his cheeks, "We have to find a place to stop."

"It's over." Wang Jian stared at the huge stone in the middle of the river not far away, "Jump! Jump!"

Ying Zheng shuddered and jumped off the side of the boat. The icy river water made him wake up quickly, and he swam towards the river bank with his left arm in great pain.