The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 281: Beauty loses her leg, Chang'an eats people, this damn world
Ying Chengjiao looked the lead dancer up and down.

The skin was so white that it reflected light, and the eyes were as if they wanted to say something but couldn't. Only the narration that blocked the key points said reluctantly:
"Forget it, Huang'er doesn't like these."

Veteran driver Ying Chengjiao has always only cared about the appearance, interior and automatic driving functions of the car.

It is not picky about the type of car, and can drive both buses and private cars.

But he has always believed that a bus is a bus, a private car is a private car, and a public bus cannot be used for private purposes.

[Huang'er? Oh... that Chu girl, right?] Prince Dan of Yan suddenly realized, glanced at the white horse without leaving any trace, and picked up the wine bottle to drink.

People appear busy when they are embarrassed.

The incident of Chang'an Jun beating the white horse was almost unknown among the people, but it was known to everyone in the upper class of the Qin State.

Seven or eight days ago, this matter became widely known among the nobles.

After dinner, at a private banquet, or when you meet someone on the road, you would be out of date if you don’t talk about Chang’an Jun and Bai Ma.

There were people who criticized Chang'an Jun and felt indignant for Bai Ma, most of them were old Qin nobles.

There are those who admire Chang'an Jun and feel sorry for the white horse, most of them are young girls in love.

Mi Huang, who was active in the deep palace and had few followers, also became famous due to the jealousy between the two top princes of the Qin State.

Many people wanted to see her appearance and see how beautiful the Chu girl was that could attract the favor of Chang'an Jun.

Prince Dan of Yan was embarrassed, but Bai Ma, one of the two protagonists, looked normal and showed no sign of annoyance.

The eldest son of the Bai family loosened his collar for the eighth time, smiled bitterly and waved his other hand:

"As long as it involves Miss Mi Huang, that's it."

Wiggling Finger Overhead:
"The scab hasn't fallen off yet. I don't want to be beaten by the Lord again, and the new wound will cover the old one."

Point the back of the hand above your head outward and swing it twice toward the brass dance troupe.

The seven girls, regardless of whether they were the lead dancer or the partner dancer, were shy, charming, and enthusiastic... and in an instant they all turned into humbleness.

They all bowed together, saluted, and picked up the clothes.

Ying Chengjiao has always kept his eyes on this girl group.

He saw that the seven women moved in unison and had the same expression.

He saw the lead dancer was very generous as she picked up her clothes, open to everyone's attention, only the natural shyness between her brows still showed some of the same look as before.

The girl group excused themselves, and the lead dancer walked out naked.

The young man's eyes unconsciously followed the two long legs with exaggerated proportions. He thought that if these beautiful legs that could hook onto copper pipes and perform various difficult movements were wrapped around his neck, he would probably be transported through again before he could even struggle.

If it is still possible to travel through time.

My mind was slightly startled, and the tiny bit of beauty, desire and regret in my heart disappeared completely.

He only thought that the bus could not be used for personal purposes, but only then did he realize that beauty could also be a deadly weapon.

[You are only thirteen after the Chinese New Year, why are you in such a hurry?] Gongzi Chengjiao muttered:
"Sex is like a sword hanging over your head, be careful now and in the future."

Loving beautiful women and being fond of beautiful things is human nature.

Those who have the ability to put it into practice are the nobles.

It was a very common thing for nobles to exchange or give away beauties, and for men to take them home openly.

Few wives care about this unless they are extremely jealous.

If she is not my wife, then there is even less reason.

Ying Chengjiao did not marry, and Mi Huang was not his wife. Ying Chengjiao took the beauty, and no matter from the perspective of emotion, reason, or law, he did not need to care about Mi Huang's opinion.

But Ying Chengjiao just used this as an excuse, and the guests all believed it.

Chang'an Jun was so angry for the beauty he loved that he even beat Bai Ma, the eldest son of the Bai family. What else is there to not believe?
If someone else were to be so henpecked, they would definitely be ridiculed.

No one made fun of Ying Chengjiao.

One is that they don’t dare.

They were invited by Bai Ma today to sit in front of Ying Chengjiao. After this day, most of them would not even be qualified to greet Ying Chengjiao, as they did not have the guts to tease a Qin monarch.

Second, I dare not.

I dare not miss the important event of Master Bai Ma.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Chang'an Jun was playing with the bronze jar in his hand, staring at the Taotie beast head with its mouth wide open on it.

The "Shenyijing Xihuangjing" records:
[Taotie is a beast. It has a body like an ox, a human face, eyes under its armpits, and eats people.]

cannibal.

Ying Chengjiao pressed his thumb hard on Taotie's mouth, stood up and raised the cup:
"Gentlemen! Did you enjoy it?"

There were voices of agreement from all around, and everyone said they had a great time.

"I want to discuss some private matters with Brother Bai. I would like to offer you a bottle of wine. Please give me some favor!" Ying Chengjiao grabbed the wine bottle engraved with the Taotie's head and drank it all in one gulp.

The white horse swallowed and loosened his clothes for the ninth time.

He felt that the situation was out of control, and he did not think of discussing the matter with Ying Chengjiao in private.

A slightly heavy cough was heard, attracting Bai Ma's attention.

Bai Ma looked in the direction of the voice and saw Prince Dan of Yan nodded slightly. Bai Ma frowned slightly, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the whole audience.

All the guests' eyes were on Chang'an Jun, and their peripheral vision was observing him, the eldest son of the Bai family.

The white horse pondered for a moment, grabbed the wine jar, held it upside down, and drank it all in one gulp.

All the guests in the hall raised their glasses, complimented Chang'an Jun, and drank the last bottle of wine of today's banquet.

They first said goodbye to the host of the place, Bai Ma, then said goodbye to the first person on the right, Chang'an Jun, and finally said goodbye to the first person on the left, Prince Dan of Yan, who had left after Chunping Hou.

Orderly exit.

In a short while, only three people were left in the bustling banquet room - Ying Chengjiao, Bai Ma, and Yan Dan.

Wisps of white mist seeped out of the bronze ice mirror, covering up the sound of the bronze sparrow beating a ring in the corridor.

In the banquet room, you can't hear the sound of a needle falling, but you can hear the sound of people swallowing saliva.

"Brother Bai." Chang'an Jun broke the incomplete silence and smiled playfully: "Chunping Hou's injury should be healed, right? Why don't we go together?"

Bai Ma was a little confused, but soon calmed down.

Now that we already know that Master Chengjiao is not a man who only knows how to reason, and that all the little tricks we did before were seen by Master Chengjiao, the situation can't get any worse.

The royal family has changed several times, but the Bai family has always been the Bai family.

The white horse pulled hard, and the collar of his clothes broke, and it could no longer strangle him.

"Your Excellency is right." He smiled, his demeanor calm and natural, "Come here, please welcome the Marquis of Chunping."

Not long after, Chunping Hou Zhao Yi, who had left the banquet, returned to the banquet.

This time, the former crown prince of Zhao had a pale face, dark eyes, and walked with the gait of a dragon, showing no sign of being drunk at all.

Without looking at his face, just looking at his posture, he is like a completely different person.

The second appearance of Chunping Hou also brought a prop, a big tripod.

Four waiters carried a cauldron that was bigger than the one that contained the waiters’ heads.

Ying Chengjiao looked at the big cauldron and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

[This time I can say I like it!] The young man pointed at the large cauldron that was placed in front of him again and said jokingly:
"Could it be that the girl who led the dance just now is in this cauldron?"

Prince Dan of Yan walked from the second seat on the left row to the first seat on the right row, laughing.

Standing next to the big cauldron, in front of Ying Chengjiao, he lowered his head to lift the lid of the cauldron:

"Although it's not a hit, it's not far off."

The cauldron was too big and its lid was too heavy, so Prince Dan of Yan had to use both hands to open it.

He didn't notice that Chang'an Jun's face suddenly turned bad.

The lid of the tripod opened, and Ying Chengjiao looked down.

It's a pair of legs.

A pair of beautiful legs.

A pair of beautiful legs folded and crossed.

A pair of glowing, folded and crossed beautiful legs that were just wrapped around the copper tube, performing various difficult movements.

[I clearly said I like you this time...you guys are fucking beasts!] The young man lowered his head, and the new flame of the girl took advantage of the old flame of the waiter and the embers of the horse to surge upwards!

You say you don't like killing people, but you also kill people if you say you like it. So you have to kill people no matter what, right?
"Brother Yan, I remember, I meant liking it, right?" The young man's voice was very soft, for he was afraid that if he exerted a little force he would spit out fire.

Prince Dan of Yan seemed unaware and said smugly:
“Your Excellency likes two things.

“One is this woman’s legs, and the other is this woman.

“If you can bring back the beauty, it would be best if you can have both the legs and the beauty.

"But Miss Mi Huang is not happy, and you don't want to upset her, so you can't bring her back. We can only settle for the next best thing and just give her her legs.

"Miss Mi Huang would be angry because the prince brought back a beautiful woman, but she wouldn't be angry because he brought back a pair of beautiful legs, right?

"what?

"what!"

As he finished speaking, Prince Dan of Yan screamed in pain and was knocked to the ground.

Ying Chengjiao, who had thrown a right hook with all his strength, walked forward slowly, swung his right fist, and sat astride the confused Yan Taizidan with an expressionless face.

"She's not angry." Ying Chengjiao used his left hand to straighten Prince Yan's face, gritted his teeth, and punched hard: "I am angry."

He swung his fists left and right, hitting Prince Dan of Yan until blood oozed from his mouth and nose before Zhao Yi and Bai Ma could react.

The boy's eyes were bloodshot, his face was ferocious, and his mouth was wide open, just like that man-eating glutton:
"That's his mother!
"I said I like it! Can't you hear me, bird? Can't you hear me!

"How dare you kill her!

"I will kill you!"

The legs in the cauldron containing legs twitched, the head in the cauldron containing heads closed its eyes, and the skinned and dismembered thousand-mile horse in the Bai family's kitchen exuded a fishy smell.

Lasts forever.

(End of this chapter)