The Unstoppable Sixth Prince

Chapter 88: Thank You, Eight Generations of Ancestors

Emperor Wen and Qin Liu Gan had not seen each other for more than five years.

As the two of them started drinking, they became somewhat oblivious to everything around them.

Yun Zheng and Qin Qihu had almost no chance to interject in front of these two old fellows.

As they drank, Emperor Wen and Qin Liugan both got quite tipsy.

The old rogue slammed down a bowl of wine a few times, seemingly still unsatisfied, and directly grabbed the wine jar for a hearty gulp.

"You bastard, after all these years of not coming to the palace to drink with me, you still won't let me come to you!"

"I... I can't face you! Damn it, if I hadn't beaten those bastards back then, forcing them to agree to your personal expedition, how would all those subsequent troubles have happened?!"

"Fart! If I don't hold on, what good will it do to have all the civil and military officials beaten?"

"Not, not! Among all the civil and military officials, only... only I can stop you from leading the expedition. You say I... how the hell did I not stop you?"

"You... can't stop it! I only regret letting you stay in the imperial city to help me watch over things, instead of taking you with me to the North! If you... if you had gone to the North, when I was reckless and overreaching, there would have been someone to hold me back..."

"I'm sorry for you..."

Both old geezers have had too much to drink.

When it came to the emotional moment, the two nearly fell into each other's arms, crying bitterly.

Suddenly, Yun Zheng understood why Qin Liu dared to shut himself away from visitors for five years.

He was competing with himself, blaming himself for not stopping Emperor Wen from personally leading the campaign against the Northern Hu, which ultimately resulted in a great defeat in the north.

Yun Zheng did not know what kind of past existed between Emperor Wen and the old rogue.

It is evident that Emperor Wen has an immense trust in the old rogue.

He personally led the expedition to the north, leaving the old rogue in the imperial city to guard his home.

It is clear that Emperor Wen believes that as long as this old rogue is in the imperial city, the city will not fall into chaos!

This trust, Emperor Wen probably only bestowed upon this old rogue!

Looking at the two drunken fools, Yun Zheng was truly afraid that once they sobered up, they would kill him and Qin Qihu to silence them, lest their disgraceful behavior today be exposed.

Yun Zheng pondered for a moment and quietly said to Qin Qihu, "Brother Qin, should we go for a walk outside?"

"Good, good! I was just thinking the same thing!" Qin Qihu quickly stood up.

Clearly, he was also afraid that these two drunks would kill him to silence him.

The two hit it off immediately, leaving the scene to the two drunks and decisively choosing to make their escape.

However, the two of them were afraid that the two drunks would get rowdy, so they didn't dare to walk far and just sat in the front yard.

"Brother Qin, what position do you hold in the army now?"

Yun Zheng inquired.

"I haven't been in the military for a long time."

Qin Qihu replied nonchalantly, "The battle in the North has just ended, and my father had me submit my resignation to the Emperor. I've been almost cooped up at home every day for the past few years, I'm about to go stir-crazy."

"Then where did you work before?" Yun Zheng asked.

"The Divine Martial Army!"

Qin Qihu raised his nostrils to the sky and said proudly, "I am the youngest commander of the Divine Martial Army. If I don't submit my resignation, how could it be his turn, Xiao Dingwu? I'm not bragging; with that cowardly look of his, I could knock him down with one hand and make him search the ground for his teeth..."

As he spoke, Qin Qihu began to boast.

Xiao Dingwu was once his defeated foe, a mere sycophant trailing behind him, spouting grandiose claims without hesitation.

Looking at Qin Qihu, who was spitting everywhere as he spoke, Yun Zheng couldn't help but frown.

This guy really is just like his father.

When it came to excitement, Qin Qihu moved closer to Yun Zheng, stretched out his bear paw and patted Yun Zheng's shoulder, winking and saying, "Don't worry, my dear brother. As long as my father steps in, no one can send you to Shobei except for the Emperor!"

"My father said, at worst, we'll have you put on a show with the Emperor, letting him demote you to a commoner to silence the whispers! Then he'll acknowledge you as his godson!"

"When the time comes, we will truly be brothers, wahaha..."

Watching Qin Qihu, who was laughing like a fool, Yun Zheng's face twitched uncontrollably.

I really thank the ancestors of the Qin family for eight generations!

Damn it!

If I had known it would turn out this way, I would never have shared the forging techniques of patterned steel!

Is this really the disaster that has come to pass?

"I appreciate the kind intentions of the Duke of Rong."

Yun Zheng sighed softly, "Actually, it's me who wants to go to the North. I've lived so many years in a cowardly way, and I want to live like a person! Even if I die in battle in the North, at least it would be a glorious end! I don't seek to be remembered in history, but I hope future historians won't say that Emperor Wen's sixth son was a useless coward..."

In order to prevent this pair of foolish father and son from inadvertently causing trouble, Yun Zheng had no choice but to bring out that set of reasoning once again.

Hearing Yun Zheng's words, Qin Qihu suddenly fell silent, tilting his rugged face to look at Yun Zheng.

After a long while, Qin Qihu's bear paw once again slapped down on Yun Zheng's shoulder.

"There is a kind, a real man!"

Qin Qihu gave Yun Zheng a thumbs up and patted his chest, saying, "Don't worry, if you go to Shobei, I'll be your deputy! As long as I'm here, I guarantee no one can hurt you!"

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Yun Zheng's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but vent his frustrations internally once again.

Let him be his deputy?

What kind of joke is this!

This guy makes himself a deputy; once he realizes he has thoughts of rebellion, he will definitely tie himself up first and be directly escorted to the imperial city!

It's obvious without thinking that these father and son are definitely the Emperor's loyal subjects!

"This won't do!"

Yun Zheng waved his hands repeatedly, "Brother Qin has been the commander of the Divine Martial Army for five years now. After five years of honing, commanding a hundred thousand troops is a piece of cake! Having you serve as my deputy is truly underestimating your talents!"

Qin Qihu was extremely pleased with Yun Zheng's flattery, stroking his furry face and laughing heartily, "Although I am a talent that only appears once in a hundred years, for the sake of protecting my virtuous younger brother, I would not hesitate to face mountains of knives and seas of fire. Moreover, what is a mere position of a general?"

Damn!

Yun Zheng suddenly wanted to punch this birdman to death.

Damn it!

Are these father and son sent by heaven to punish me?

This great situation won't be ruined by this father and son duo, will it?

Egg pain!

Incredible pain in the egg!

"Old Six! Old Six! Where have you died?"

At that moment, the room was filled with Emperor Wen's loud shout.

Yun Zheng didn't have time to say much to Qin Qihu and hurried into the room, "Father Emperor, what do you summon your son for?"

Emperor Wen swayed as he stood up, burped, and drunkenly shouted, "Go to the palace and bring me... the fine wine I've been saving. Today, I must... I must drink this old scoundrel under the table..."

"Ha ha, look at you... you've gotten yourself into quite a state!"

The old rogue grinned widely and said, "Don't forget, the first drink you ever had was stolen by me... from my old man's stash. Even drinking was taught to you by me! Wahaha..."

"Fart!"

Emperor Wen, unconvinced, swayed slightly and said, "I could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk at the age of three. Drinking requires... you to teach me?"

Listening to these two drunks bragging, Yun Zheng couldn't help but have a dark expression on his face.

In his impression, it was the first time he had seen Emperor Wen so 失态 while drinking.

Even on the day he bet with Banbu to help him reclaim lost territory, he never drank like this.

Perhaps, only in front of this old brother, he is not an emperor..