This first emperor is awesome

Ying Zheng rubbed his temples, and after a while, he said, "Let him in!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Seeing His Majesty's tired look, Zhao Zhong sighed inwardly, and then left.

"Sir, Gong Shumo pays his respects to His Majesty."

With a sad face, Gong Shumo bowed his hands to Ying Zheng.

Although he was 20 meters away, Ying Zheng could still smell the strong smell of alcohol, and could not help but slightly frowned and asked, "Why do you want to see me?"

"Your Majesty, I want to resign and return home."

With the help of wine, Gong Shumo became more courageous.

If he was in a normal state, he would never dare to speak when he saw His Majesty's displeasure.

"What? Is this a pick for me?"

Ying Zheng's brows were furrowed even tighter, forming a Sichuan shape.

"I don't dare, but I feel that I am no longer qualified for the position of the young man."

Gong Shumo lowered his head, not daring to meet His Majesty's gaze.

"What? Feel wronged?"

Ying Zheng's originally cold voice suddenly became softer.

"Your Majesty, it is not a pity for me to die."

"The public loser has been handed down to the ministers since the ancestors, for nearly 300 years."

"If the public loser declines because of his ministers, what face will he have to meet his ancestors after death?"

Gongshumo burst into tears immediately, and poured out bitterness on Yingzheng.

"If the Great Qin is not destroyed, the public losers will prosper forever. Ai Qing is too worried."

Ying Zheng came down, came to Gong Shumo who was prostrating and crying bitterly, and helped him up.

"But Your Majesty"

Gong Shumo was in shock, and was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"I know what Aiqing is worried about. Lovely Qing must understand the general situation and understand the overall situation."

"With me here, the sky of Great Qin will not fall, and neither will your losers."

"Does Ai Qing know?"

"In order to be able to conquer the Huns in the north as soon as possible, I took out all the funerary objects from my imperial tomb and sold them."

"All the expenses of my Xianyang Palace will be reduced by two-thirds."

Ying Zheng turned around, turned his back to Gong Shumo, and said in a rather melancholy tone.

At this time, Gong Shumo was mostly drunk, and looked at His Majesty's back in disbelief, feeling extremely complicated.

"I don't know the general's residence, but during this period of time, His Majesty has already ordered that each imperial meal has only one dish and one soup."

"For the great cause of the Northern Expedition, Your Majesty has devoted all his energy and energy every day, saving everything that can be saved, but what?"

"For the huge military expenditure, it is just a drop in the bucket."

The old Zhao Zhong beside him had red eyes and said with tears in his voice.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty"

Gong Shumo's voice was choked up, and his hands were trembling a little.

Ying Zheng interrupted him directly, and said in a deep tone: "When the empire gets through this financial crisis, I will heavily compensate the public losers."

"The minister is guilty, and I would like to donate half of my family's wealth to do my best."

Gong Shumo felt that compared with His Majesty, he was really insignificant.

"I accept Aiqing's wishes. In the future, the Northern Expedition will be successful, and Aiqing will also contribute a lot."

Ying Zheng spoke righteously and said with great relief.

"Your Majesty, take your leave first, take care of your health!"

Gong Shumo wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and bowed his hands.

After finishing speaking, he slowly took a few steps back, and left with a lonely figure.

After waiting for Gong Shumo to leave, Zhao Zhongcai whispered, "Your Majesty, do you need to change the plan?"

The smile on Ying Zheng's face gradually froze, and he said in a deep voice, "No need, act according to plan."

"According to the order."

Zhao Zhong felt his heart tremble violently, and the endless chill slowly emerged from behind.

"Concubine, see Your Majesty."

At this moment, Hu Ji, dressed in fluttering colors, walked in with a fruit plate in her hand, and saluted Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng waved at Zhao Zhong, and Zhao Zhong immediately understood, bowed his hands, and left slowly.

"My concubine, please forgive me."

Ying Zheng walked back to his throne, with a faint smile on his face, he waved to Hu Ji.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

With a charming smile on Hu Ji's face, she walked up to the high platform lightly and gracefully.

"Aifei came to give me something delicious again today?"

Ying Zheng looked at the fruit plate in Hu Ji's hand and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, this jujube is half sweet and sour, and has an excellent taste. This concubine picked it from Shangyuan early this morning, supplemented it with sweet syrup, and carefully prepared it."

Hu Ji put the fruit plate in her hand on the wooden table in front of Ying Zheng, took advantage of the situation to lose her center of gravity, and naturally lay down on the king's side.

"My dear concubine, be careful, if it breaks, I will feel sorry for you."

Ying Zheng stopped the beautiful woman from entering his arms with one hand, and picked up a memorial to read it with the other.

Orchid, lying in the king's arms, was as obedient as a kitten, stretched out her slender fingers as white as jade, picked up a red jujube from the fruit plate, and ate one by herself first.

After a while, another one was taken, and then quietly delivered to His Majesty's mouth.

In Pingtian Palace, there is less noise and dignity, and more tenderness and warmth.

Until night fell, the dates in the fruit plate had already been wiped out by Ying Zheng.

After reviewing the last memorial, Ying Zheng couldn't help but shook his head, stretched his waist a long way, and immediately felt refreshed.

"Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, dealing with government affairs, and working extremely hard. Let your concubines serve His Majesty and stretch your muscles and bones!"

Hu Ji got out from His Majesty's arms, stood up, and said in various ways.

"What my concubine said won my heart deeply."

Ying Zheng lay down on the couch slowly, then stretched out his big feet and placed them directly in front of Hu Ji who was half squatting in front of the couch.

Hu Ji skillfully removed the shoes on His Majesty's feet, and then put His Majesty's big feet in her arms.

Push Yingzheng's calf evenly with force, and use his body to warm the king's restless thigh.

One, two, three or four,

Five, six, seven, eighty, ninety,

Thousands of pieces, countless pieces,

Flying into the plum blossom is always gone.

an hour later

Hu Ji was dripping with sweat, lying in Ying Zheng's arms with a flushed face, and said softly, "Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

Ying Zheng lay disheveled on the couch with his eyes closed, as if he had just gone through a thrilling battle and exhausted his energy, he said weakly: "Aifei just follow the arrangement."

"The courtiers and concubines would like to obey His Majesty's sacred instructions."

After putting on her clothes, Hu Ji called her personal maid, and after giving orders, she began to remake her makeup.

After a while, the maid came in with a jade plate.

Hu Ji took the jade plate herself, and put it on the wooden table in front of the couch. She gently shook Ying Zheng's arm and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

With Hu Ji's support, Ying Zheng sat up slowly and opened his sleepy eyes.

When he saw a plate of steamed shrimp and a pot of fish soup on the wooden table, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"The concubine heard that His Majesty is concerned about the country and the people, and cut down on clothes and food, and issued an order to only eat one dish and one soup per meal, so they dare not disobey His Majesty's imperial decree."

Hu Ji saw that His Majesty was stunned, her heart tightened slightly, and she said hastily.

Ying Zheng still didn't speak, but looked at the fish soup and shrimps on the wooden case thoughtfully.

"Your Majesty, this shrimp is soft and delicious, and it tastes delicious."

Hu Ji picked up a shrimp with her chopsticks and brought it to Ying Zheng's mouth.

But before she could put it in her mouth, Ying Zheng's big hand suddenly grabbed her jade wrist.

Hu Ji felt a strong attack on the jade wrist, and the hand holding the chopsticks could no longer maintain balance. The chopsticks and the shrimp fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Your Majesty, you are hurting my concubine."

Hu Ji looked at Ying Zheng pitifully, and said coquettishly.

"Bitch, I treat you well, you are so brave, how dare you assassinate me?"

Ying Zheng's face was gloomy, and his voice was cold. He was a different person from the gentle and elegant, caring and caring just now.

"Your Majesty, my concubine has been wronged!"

Hu Ji was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she said in a daze.

Chapter 49 Does Your Majesty Remember the Promise He Made to His Concubine?

"Bitch, why did you assassinate me?"

In a fit of rage, Ying Zheng overturned the porcelain plate on the wooden table, and it fell to the ground, making a ping-pong-pong sound.

The soldiers outside the main hall, hearing the loud commotion, rushed in with a long dagger in their hands.

"Get out of here, who let you in?"

Yingzheng let go of his hand, looked unfriendly, looked at the soldiers with a fierce look, and roared.

A group of armored soldiers originally wanted to come in to escort them, but it seemed that they were thinking too much, but they didn't know why His Majesty was furious.

They left Pingtian Hall one after another and closed the door of the main hall again.

Looking at the furious Yingzheng, Hu Ji was extremely wronged, and Lihua said with rain: "Your Majesty, my concubine is unarmed, how can I assassinate?"

Looking at the shrimps scattered on the floor, Ying Zheng felt a serious betrayal.

Could it be that he died a few years later, not from illness?

Looking at Orchid sitting slumped on the ground, Ying Zheng bent down to pick up a shrimp on the ground, and said sarcastically, "I ate a lot of jujubes before, if I eat a lot of shrimp, I will die."

"Your Majesty, wild jujubes are non-toxic, and shrimps are also non-poisonous. How dare my concubines murder Your Majesty."

Hu Ji burst into tears, as if she didn't know why.

"The two are indeed non-toxic, but if consumed in large quantities and fused with each other, they will turn into deadly poisons and kill people."

"Now, do you still want to deceive me?"

"Pretend to be a cute and pitiful face, who will see it?"

Ying Zheng pointed at Hu Ji with his big hand and said angrily.

Sure enough, when Hu Ji heard about it, her complexion changed, and her whole body instantly became depressed, and she seemed to feel a lot more relaxed.

"I didn't expect His Majesty to be proficient in pharmacology and poison classics. It is God's will, and my concubine has nothing to say."

Hu Ji reluctantly gave a sad smile, and said as if the sky failed her wishes.