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Chapter 691:Leaving Behind a Prosperous Land (Finale)

The busy time is undoubtedly fast, but once it is idle, the time will undoubtedly be faster.

Since the frequent several trips, the Ding Gao almost handed over the government of Dhexin to Han Xin, Xiao He and Cao Seng, and asked them to train some young officials as successors, and Higto only personally participated in the selection of DQin's imperialism every year, and each year finally the people who eventually won the imperial election were still determined by the emperor himself, so in the hearts of these people, only the emperor is their uncle, their teacher.

The white colt is generally over, more than ten years have passed, DQin is still the big Qin, but experienced before I do not know how long has not experienced the peace, although the people born in the warring years before the gradual old age, people are about to know what war is.

Today's DQin, although still absolutely dominated by the original people, but whether it is the Huns, the Peacock Dynasty, the Sesulfur or the Romans, or other people can not tell where they come from, all can live in the tranquility of the land of the D-Qin, as long as you have obtained the hukou of the D-Qin, and the original people of the Qin have been completely adapted to these, in their eyes, these so-called foreigners and the things and culture they bring can make the life of D-Qin more colorful.

Xiao He and Cao ginseng's bones are still hard, but their group of officials have basically returned to their homes to retire, of course, Xiao Gao will not forget everything they paid for the Qin, so they can still get rich rules, and from time to time will be called back to Xianyang Palace to discuss some major things.

And Han Xin, has been from a general who can only lead the war to a real lieutenant, after so many years of tempering, now the DQin border is absolutely no one dare to say what is bad, in other words, Han Xin has become a real person under the people of DQin.

On this day, at the foot of the mountain behind the Xianyang Palace, the high is fishing in the stomach, not far behind are a few guards holding the gas, they do not dare to be too far away, and do not dare to disturb the high interest, although they know that even if they out of the voice of the emperor will not do what they do, but the height is this majesty, so that they can consciously fear his emperor.

Just when he was staring at a big fish that was walking back and forth on the edge of his bait, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps behind him, and he listened to this footsteps, and he knew that he was afraid of returning empty-handed again today.

“Father, look at what I’ve been hunting in the mountains!”

The sound of footsteps continued, and an excited young voice gradually came out, and then a soft armor, carrying a miniature Qin crossbow on his back, and a teenager with a long sword appeared beside him.

This young man is about 14 years old and 15 years old, the appearance and height of the three points are similar, but it is not the eldest son of the high, he and Feng Qing born of the Huhua.

At this time, the Chinese hand carried a huge chicken that had just swallowed the breath, and he knew why he was so excited, and before he had hit some animals, but the bird was really the first time.

“Do you know that you have scared off the big fish that I’m about to hook?”The high attention was not on the bird, but looking at his son, and he said with a little stern face.

"Father does not have to do so, I am a mountain chicken, can not make up for a father's fish?"Obviously, Bianhua is a free sex, and he has not put the false question of the high in his eyes.

“You go to the back of the mountain, did your mother know?”

"This... the mother does not know, but the master knows, otherwise how can I get this equipment?"But the master asked me to go with my brother, and said that he could see the blood and sharpen his heart, but his brother and before the general returned halfway, and said that he went to Mr. Xiao He to ask for advice.

Speaking of his brother, Bianhua is obviously very helpless.

But looking at the look of the husband, he was very relaxed.

"This matter will not let your mother know, I ask you, as my eldest son of Qin, if such a play is lost, how will you inherit the Grand Master in the future?"

As soon as he heard this, his eyebrows frowned, because in his heart it should not be what Hegao should say, but what his teacher should say.

His teacher never said such things to his brother, but he always said this to him, at the beginning of the day, he did not very understand what it was called to inherit the big system, but now he finally understood, and after understanding, his heart was even more distressed.

Because in his view, like his father, he likes to do things that interest him, but he is not interested in the books and Qin Rui.

He had heard his father say that if his temperament had been born in a world of chaos, he might have made a great achievement, but now it was a prosperous life, and what he needed was someone like his brother, who knew it in his heart, but he never said it, because he was afraid of disappointing his mother and letting his teacher down.

“Are you wondering why I’m going to inherit?”

“How did my father know?”

"Because I am your father."

“Father, this inheritance of greatness, with all due respect, should be a younger brother more suitable than I am.”

This is the first time that Bianhua and Bizhang talked about this matter, and after hearing this sentence, he finally showed a smile, he did not establish the governor of Ding Qin at this time, but let his two sons grow according to their own preferences, and today, he finally got the results he wanted.

“You say that, but honestly?”

"Naturally sincere, now the courtiers for the father's delay in the governor talk about the king, perhaps the father as soon as the father set up his brother as the governor of the Great Qin, I can let go to do what I want to do, is it not beautiful?" 」

"It's not a problem for me to live another 20 or 30 years, but this court, I'm a little tired and crooked, this, you and my father and son are very similar, so I will set your brother up as the governor of Dazhu, as for you ... don't think about leisure, but I let you do, that must be what you like to do."

After leaving such a sentence, Bengao threw down his fishing rod, slowly got up and carried his hands to his dormitory, looked at the excitement of his face, and there was nothing to worry about in his heart, and he knew that the effect he wanted to achieve in the past ten years had finally reached on this day.

“A beautiful mountain of broes.”

He walked up to the palace wall of Xianyang Palace and looked at the distant mountains, the blue sky, and sighed word by word.

At this moment, his heart was warm.

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