Following Meng Yi's statement, the other guards were shocked and did not dare to laugh anymore. As His Majesty's personal guards, they had also met His Majesty, and this young man indeed had a heroic spirit and looked very much like His Majesty the Emperor.

"I've seen the young master!" All the vanguard guards stood in line, knelt down on one knee and saluted with their halberds in hand.

"Yes!" Chui Lixun stood in front of Yan Jun's tomb and nodded lightly, but he was panicking in his heart. He just wanted to tease Meng Yi. After all, he was a childish child. Even if he was discovered, he would just think that the child was weak.

As a result, all the soldiers in the group have knelt down for him, which is very difficult to deal with. If word spreads, he will have to be skinned by these Qiu Ba to light up sky lanterns.

However, before he could think about it, the sound of galloping horse hooves sounded, and a chariot-like canopy appeared, but the most shocking thing was the thirty-six white horses in front of the chariot.

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"Who came up with the idea of ​​the emperor's nine horses, which can be controlled by ordinary charioteers?" Chuili Xun was also shocked. Thirty-six white horses were pulling the same cart, but there was only one on the cart who was more than seven feet tall.

The big man is holding the reins in one hand to control the white horse.

"Where did you get these muscles and arm strength for your driver's license?" Chuili Xun sighed. It's too strong. Who needs to train their muscles first to get a driver's license?

"Uu~" The charioteer shouted loudly and pulled the reins, causing the thirty-six white horses to stop steadily a hundred meters in front of Yan Jun's tomb.

"What a warrior!" Qi Lixun still couldn't help but sigh. He held the thirty-six white horses tightly with the reins in one hand. The muscles were coiled like a dragon. Looking at his little arms and legs, his thighs were all useless.

His arms are so thick that he might be able to crush himself to death with one hand.

"Who is that charioteer?" Chuilixun asked Meng Yi.

"The second warrior of Great Qin, Zhang Han!" Meng Yi whispered.

Qi Lixun was stunned. The actual controller of Heibingtai? As the boss of a spy agency, he shouldn't be someone who looks harmless and dark? No one can believe this style of painting. Who would believe this muscle?

A big man would be the kind of person who is as poisonous as a snake.

"Your Majesty is here, why don't you kneel down!" Meng Yi pulled the dazed Chui Lixun to kneel in front of Yan Jun's tombstone, waiting for Ying Zheng, who was wearing a black dragon uniform and wearing the emperor's twelve pillars and twelve beads on his head, to come.

"No wonder it is said that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. If your neck is not strong enough, it will be crushed!" Chu Lixun complained.

Feng Chang Taimiao ordered to guide the sacrificial etiquette, while Meng Yi and Chuilixun could only stand aside and watch, not daring to make a sound.

Finally, the complicated sacrificial work was over, and the incense in the sacrificial cauldron of Yanjun's tomb, which originally had only sporadic incense, was enough to burn the furnace.

"Who is he, and why is he here?" Ying Zheng looked at Chuilixun, then looked at Meng Yi and asked, the emperor's chariot was traveling, and mortals avoided it. Meng Yi couldn't possibly not know, why would he let this young man stay here?

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"This is my home, why can't I be here?" Chu Lixun said bravely.

Meng Yi was shocked, but became even more convinced that this guy must be the illegitimate son of His Majesty the Emperor. He was resentful of his father. Otherwise, no ordinary person would dare to contradict His Majesty the Emperor like this. So he looked up at the sky. Regarding the matter between you and your son, I still

It's safer not to participate.

"Are you a descendant of Lord Yan?" Ying Zheng was a little surprised. He thought that all the Ying family lineage had been cut off, but he didn't expect that there were still descendants alive.

"Sun Xun, the fourth generation of Yan Jun, has met the emperor's brother!" Chuili Xun adjusted his filial piety clothes and saluted Ying Zheng.

Meng Yi was stunned and rubbed his ears in disbelief. What do you call His Majesty the Emperor? Brother? A relative of the Ying clan? Or are you the same generation as His Majesty the Emperor?

Ying Zheng also didn't react for a moment and looked at the Imperial Ancestral Miao Ling.

The Imperial Ancestral Miao Ling was sweating coldly, but if he was really the fourth-generation grandson of Yanjun Chuilizi Yingji, he was indeed the same generation as Yingzheng, so it was right to call him brother, so he could only nod his head and said: "Yanjun is the son of Duke Xiao."

, the younger brother of the late King Huiwen, is indeed the same generation as His Majesty the Emperor."

Ying Zheng nodded. No one dared to lie about this kind of thing. Pretending to be a relative of the emperor was a serious crime that implicated the nine clans.

"I didn't expect that Jun Yan would still have descendants alive!" Ying Zheng couldn't help but sigh. Looking at the clean tomb of Yan Jun, he knew that this young man had done a lot of cleaning. What bad thoughts could a filial person have?

"Your Majesty, my whole body is suffering!" Chuilixun cried while holding on to Ying Zhengdi's thigh.

Zhang Han and Meng Yi didn't react for a while. They were covered in cold sweat. If this person was an assassin, His Majesty would have been assassinated.

Ying Zheng was also stunned, but looking at Chui Lixun who was howling without tears, he was completely embarrassed. This was the first time he had encountered this situation.

"If you want to cry, why don't you make some tears?" Ying Zheng said in a low voice.

"Oh!" Chuilixun nodded, and then, in full view of everyone, he covered the corners of his eyes with saliva.

"..." Ying Zheng, Zhang Han, Meng Yi and the soldiers of Great Qin were all speechless. Do you think we are blind?

"As expected of father and son!" Meng Yi believed even more that this was father and son. Otherwise, why would His Majesty the Emperor remind this young man, and why so many ministers would choose to turn blind.

"Tell me, if you have any needs, I will try my best to meet them." Ying Zheng said again. Ying Hua is the only one in Ying's family, and the two Ying Ji brothers have the same mother. However, Ying Hua died in the battle, but Ying Ji's lineage also died.

After being reduced to such a state, how could the Qin Dynasty tolerate the descendants of its meritorious deeds?

"My father said that my whole family is full of ancestral toads. My grandfather wanted to become a princess, but my grandfather couldn't do it, so he gave birth to my father. But my father didn't do it either, so I was born.

When my father was still alive, he said that he had lost his ability to practice the tuba, so he had to delete his account and open a small one, so my father and grandfather were both lying there." Chuili Xun said, pointing to the two tombs next to him.

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched. It's true that it's an ancestral toad. Are you the princess you can marry if you ask for it? Without great achievements or the same status and family background, if you talk like a golden toad, the big account will be useless, and you will open a small account, and you will have children and grandchildren.

Don't stop, you are really foolish!

"Ahem~" Ying Zheng coughed dryly and said again: "Change to a reasonable request!" The emphasis was on reasonable, for fear that the young man would make other weird requests.

"No more, really no more. We are ancestral toads, passed down from generation to generation, and we are absolutely loyal to the princess!" Chu Lixun shook his head and looked at Ying Zheng pitifully.

He's not stupid. What's the use of his own efforts? Wouldn't it be better to find someone rich and beautiful and go straight to the top of his life? Why do he have to work so hard and bald when he can just lie down and live his life? So he always felt that they were in trouble.
Chapter completed!