It feels really good to be a father. It is much better than drunken wine and crawling into a woman's belly and making money. At this moment, Qin Yiren felt like he was floating in the clouds, almost becoming a god, and his whole body was light.

"Congratulations to young master, congratulations to young master, he is a fat boy." Just as Qin Yiren was so excited, Mo Er smiled and came out with the baby in his arms, and congratulated Qin Yiren from afar.

Qin Yiren was not happy or not, so he went straight over and hugged the baby from Mole's arms like a snatch. When he opened his eyes wide, he saw a fat boy. Although he had just been born, his skin was still wrinkled and had not grown, but he was likeable. He did not cry or make a fuss, and his black eyes were pure and flawless, wandering around, as if he was curious about the world.

"Son, Dad is here! Dad is here!" Qin Yiren was so happy that he hummed, rubbing his face against the fat boy's face, with a look of love.

The baby opened his mouth and was laughing, laughing loudly, his black eyes staring at Qin Yiren, motionless.

"Oh my God! I'm almost melting." Qin Yiren's happy tears almost flowed down, and he kept screaming in his heart. It feels so good to have a son.

The happy Qin Yiren handed his right index finger to the baby's mouth. The fat boy stretched out a pair of chubby little hands, grabbed it tightly, and sent it to his mouth to start sucking, as if it was a nipple.

"This kid." Qin Yiren was so amused and cried, and said lovingly: "Son, I want to have breastfeeds, go find your mother. Let's go, go find your mother."

He entered the inner room with the baby in his arms, and Zhao Ji leaned against the couch, his face pale and exhausted, but his face was filled with a happy smile. As soon as he saw Qin Yiren come in, his hands stretched out and said in an infinite maternal tone: "Hurry up, show me. My good son, my mother's heart and belly."

Qin Yiren handed the baby to Zhao Ji, sat beside the couch, hugging Zhao Ji's shoulders.

While looking at his son, Zhao Ji leaned her head on Qin Yiren's shoulder, looking happy.

If there is a camera at this time, it will be a "family portrait" that makes people admire.

"Husband, please give your baby a name." Zhao Ji teased the baby for a while, raised her head and said to Qin Yiren.

"Well. Just call it Ying Zheng." Qin Yiren thought to himself: "Don't you be Qin Shihuang or not, just call this name."

Anyway, this kid is my bloodline, and I have to decide what the name is. Even if you are not Ying Zheng, you still have to be called Ying Zheng!

From this day on, Qin Yiren has been making fun of her, and she is full of joy. She smiles all day long, and everyone she sees, as if he is celebrating the New Year every day.

However, good things cannot last forever. He only enjoyed the happiness of being a father for a few days, but was disturbed by the will of King Zhao of Qin.

On this day, Wang Ling, Meng Ao and Huan Qi came together and congratulated Qin Yiren: "Congratulations to the young master, congratulations to the young master."

"If you can't just say congratulations, you have to give gifts. My son is so amazing, he doesn't cry or make a fuss, his eyes are so vivid, and he is extraordinary. What kind of gifts do you have to give?" Qin Yiren opened his mouth and teased.

"Haha!" Wang Ling, Meng Ao and Huan Qiong laughed happily, very comfortable.

"Young Master, you should not be too greedy. We have given this gift a long time ago. You can't just meet us once, right? In this way, don't you accept gifts every day?" Wang Ling pointed at Qin Yiren and joked.

"Young Master, we have already given gifts. You haven't invited us to have a banquet yet. You don't have such reason." Huan Qi stroked his beard and also came to tease him.

Their gifts had been given long ago. According to etiquette, Qin Yiren should hold a banquet and thank them. However, Qin Yiren has been busy making fun of his son these days and has not taken care of this matter.

"You are greedy, you are indispensable." Qin Yiren rolled his eyes. None of these fuel-efficient lamps.

"Young Master, this is what you said." Meng Ao said with a smile.

"Oh." Qin Yiren seemed to remember something, looked at Meng Ao, stretched out his right hand, and smiled: "General Meng, you still have one less gift."

"What's the one less? You're talking nonsense. I've given it a long time ago, don't even think about it." Meng Ao knew that Qin Yiren was teasing, not really asking for a gift, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You really give one less." Huan Qi, who was so quick-hearted, touched Meng Ao, and said with a frown: "You are the master of the master, you are the master. Should you give two copies?"

"This..." Qin Yiren once learned Qin Zheng from Meng Ao and had a friendship between teachers and students. According to this calculation, Meng Ao did give him a generous gift and said nothing.

"Also, you are too careless as a master. You have to make up for the wedding ceremony of the young master." Wang Ling also came to take the blame.

"Okay! Make up!" Meng Ao was a cheerful person and agreed happily.

"General Meng, this is a joke, you don't have to take it seriously." Qin Yiren invited the three of them in, ordered someone to serve tea, and asked with a smile: "The three are busy with military affairs, how can they get out? What's the point of getting there when you come?"

All three of them are diligent in official affairs, and military affairs are complicated and they will not come to Qin Yiren without major events. Moreover, this time the three of them arrived together, which must be a major event among major events.

"How is it? I just said I can't hide it from the young master." Wang Ling looked at Huan Qi and Meng Ao and said with a smile.

"Young Master Yingming, if you can guess the reason why we came, that's great." Huan Qi was stunned for a moment, and shouted with a big mouth.

"Aren't you making things difficult for the young master?" Meng Ao was not angry and smiled: "Who can guess this?"

"Okay, I'll remind you that this is a good thing, a great thing." Huan Qi insisted on his thoughts.

"I know, I must have been promoted." Qin Yiren blurted out without thinking.

"Ah! You can guess this." Wang Ling, Huan Qi and Meng Ao suddenly widened their eyes, staring at Qin Yiren with a look of surprise.

"It's not true, is it?" Qin Yiren was stunned.

He was lying and talking nonsense. There were so many good things, who knew what good things were? Even with Qin Yiren's cleverness, he couldn't guess. If he could guess, he was not a human, but a god.

"You..." Wang Ling, Huan Qi and Meng Ao looked at Qin Yiren and shook their heads: "No matter what, the young master guessed it right."

"Really?" Qin Yiren still disbelief.

"This is the will of the emperor, please see it for yourself." Wang Ling took out a piece of parchment paper and handed it to Qin Yiren.

Qin Yiren took it in his hand and opened it to see it. His mouth was so wide that his chin almost hit the foot.

"Sima of the Central Army? I'm the Central Army?" Qin Yiren was surprised and finally realized for a long time.

Sima of the Central Army was Wang Ling's assistant, equivalent to the chief of staff. Because Wang Ling was the commander of the 200,000 Qin army, Qin Yiren was his assistant, and he was promoted to the sky in one step, and the speed of promotion was faster than that of the Rockets.

Although the Sima of the Central Army is just an assistant and cannot lead the army to the battlefield independently, it is extremely important. He will take charge of all the daily affairs in the army. If Wang Ling wants to give orders, he must pass through him. All military orders must pass through the Sima of the Central Army before they can be delivered to Wang Ling, which shows that its importance is obvious.

It was such a central army Sima who was so important that it was actually on Qin Yiren's head, which Qin Yiren never dreamed of.

Qin Yiren came to the Warring States Period and was in a prosperous state. He did a few beautiful things and a few big things, which made people praise him. The problem is that King Zhao of Qin ignored him and was tepid, as if he ignored Qin Yiren. Qin Yiren did not expect that King Zhao of Qin was so generous this time and he handed over such an important position to him, and he would not be surprised.

"Congratulations to the young master, congratulations to the young master!" Wang Ling, Huan Qi and Meng Ao congratulated together.

They worked with Qin Yiren for not long, but they were convinced. Not to mention anything else, Qin Yiren was full of vision and insight in the matter of Xinling Jun stealing the talisman, which made them admire him. If Wang Ling believed Qin Yiren at that time, there would not be the defeat of the Qin army.

"I was born a boy as a young man, and I have never joined the army and have no experience. I would like to ask three seniors for more advice." Qin Yiren was very humble.

This attitude won the favor of the three of them. He nodded slightly and encouraged loudly: "With the talent of the young master, Sima of the Central Army can do it."

Qin Yiren is the grandson of Qin and the number one scholar in the world. His status is extraordinary. Moreover, this time, King Zhao of Qin suddenly issued an order to let Qin Yiren reach the sky in one step. It is obvious that King Zhao of Qin is particularly valued by Qin Yiren, otherwise he would not have given such an important position to Qin Yiren. It can be said that Qin Yiren has a great backer, and it is King Zhao of Qin. If he wants to put on some airs and take action, no one can do anything about it.

Not only did Qin Yiren not put on any attacks, he was also very humble, and the three of them could not help but feel good about them.

"Young Master is ready, I will tell the whole army." Wang Ling stood up and smiled and said, "Young Master, Sima of the Central Army is very good at training people, but his affairs are complicated. Please find more capable people."

Sima of the Central Army was Wang Ling's "Chief of Staff". He had to pass by here regardless of size. The number of affairs can be imagined. King Zhao of Qin gave this position to Qin Yiren, with his obvious intention, that is, to cultivate Qin Yiren and let him experience more military affairs.

"I know, the young master has two friends, so he can take the opportunity to pull them over. It's best to go to Qin." Wang Ling lowered his voice and whispered in Qin Yiren's ear.

He was talking about Huang Shigong and Wei Liao. The talents of these two people are beyond words. They have won Wang Ling's favor and participated in the military aircraft.

"Haha." Huang Shigong and Wei Liao were Qin Yiren's left arm and right arm. Even if he didn't say it, Qin Yiren also wanted to make an idea for them and smiled and said, "I understand."

Wang Ling, Huan Qiong and Meng Ao bid farewell and left.

Qin Yiren found Huang Shigong and Wei Liao, and after he talked about the matter, the two congratulated each other in unison, saying, "Congratulations to the young master! Congratulations to the young master!"

"Young Master, the King of Qin is trying to cultivate the King of Qin. You are extremely important in the King of Qin's mind." Huang Shi Gong smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed together.

There is no need to mention the importance of Sima in the Central Army. Generally speaking, famous generals and generals are the ones. Like Qin Yiren, they have reached the sky in one step, and are very few in the history of Qin. This shows that King Zhao of Qin valued Qin Yiren.

"Yes." Wei Liao agreed with this and said with a smile: "As long as this matter is done well, the young master will have a bright future and will have a promising ambition."

Becoming the Sima of the Central Army was the most solid step taken by Qin Yiren. If he did a good job, King Zhao of Qin would definitely value him more. By then, it would be much easier to return to Qin to compete for the throne.

"Sima of the Central Army is certainly gratifying, but I have never done it. I also ask for two supporters." Qin Yiren invited with a smile.

"Haha!" Huang Shigong and Wei Liao looked at each other and smiled, "Even if the young master doesn't say it, we must be honest. How important is the subordinates of Sima, the central army of Qin."
Chapter completed!