[Passionate + Humor + Hardcore Black Technology + Emperor Development]
Zhou Xing never expected that an archaeological landslide would cause him to fall directly into the wooden box of Zhao Mansion in Handan in 257 BC.
When he looked down, he saw short hands and short legs; when he looked sideways, he saw a three-year-old child squatting next to him with a face full of dirt and murderous eyes.
Zhou Xing: Brother, what's your surname?
Toddler: Ying Zheng.
Zhou Xing:... Brother! Dear brother! Hold on, dad has run away, we have to escape through a dog hole!
From then on, Da Qin's historical painting style completely deviated.
Ying Zheng practiced imperial skills in the front, determined to annex the six kingdoms and become the emperor of the ages;
Cheng Xiu (Zhou Xing) was playing with mud in the back, building a blast furnace and tossing out a steel assembly line.
Young Master Cheng: "Ying Cheng, your fire stick is also called a sword?"
Cheng Xi: "Brother Cheng, come and try my refined steel. If it fails, I will lose. You will eat briquettes."
Lu Buwei: "This boy is so talented that he can summon thunder from the sky and build a divine crossbow. He is truly a blessing to the Qin Dynasty."
Ying Zheng: "Ah, what should we do if we are rude in this world?"
Cheng Xi: "Brother, the truth is only within the range. Wherever our heavy crossbow hits, there will be the etiquette of Qin!
