I and the King of Qin Sweep Liuhe

As soon as the voice fell, the hall was extremely quiet for a moment.

The vermilion pen in Zhao Zheng's hand stopped, and he looked at Ying Zheng quietly. After many years, when he heard these almost confessional words again, his heart was still pounding.

His mind was full of the appearance of the gentleman when he spoke just now, and this paper could not be approved for a while, Zhao Zheng raised his hand to signal Ying Zheng to come to him: "Why did you come out?"

Ying Zheng sat down after painting the case, and gathered his cloak, "I was woken up by your bad words."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Zheng next to him, who raised his hand and gently scratched the end of his eyebrows, with an expression that I didn't know anything.

"..."

Ying Zheng's hand reached out from under the cloak and pinched his waist as revenge.Sensing that Zhao Zheng's figure froze slightly, he scratched it a couple more times, and when he was about to make trouble again, his hand was grabbed by Zhao Zhengyi and held in his palm.

Ying Zheng took a sip of tea, with a smile in his eyes, he raised his eyes and saw Zhao Xian who was staring at him without blinking, "What do you want to say?"

Zhao Xian blinked his big eyes and looked at the two of them with a gloomy look: "Uncle Ziying, Zhang Liang is no longer an official in Qin State, I don't have a husband anymore!"

Ying Zheng said, "I will come back."

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"You'll know when you grow up."

"Oh, good..."

Zhao Xian rubbed his little belly, which was full from breakfast, and suddenly remembered that at this time, Mr. Zhao Gao was going to the East Palace to give him lessons, so he hurriedly got up and bowed his little hands to salute: "Father, my son is going back to class. !"

Zhao Zheng nodded and asked the palace people to send Zhao Xian back to the East Palace.The little guy just got dressed when he suddenly remembered something, ran to Zhao Zheng, and kissed him: "Father, it's almost time for the La Festival, you want to give me a gift."

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows almost invisibly, and said in a low voice, "Huh? What do you want?"

Zhao Xian smiled shyly: "I want a little sister, can I, Father?"

……

The expressions of the two adults became strangely unanimous.

Zhao Xian looked at the expressions of the two of them carefully: "...If it's difficult, then don't, Xian can play by himself."

Zhao Zheng coughed: "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Zhao Xian blinked: "I heard that other royal families have many brothers and sisters, and I have seen many in Xianyang! The little sister is so cute!"

The few times His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sneaked out of the palace with Mr. Zhang Liang, he always saw a lot of brothers and sisters playing together on the streets of Xianyang.

But judging by the look on his father's face, it seems that it is not easy.

Zhao Xian turned to look at Ying Zheng: "Uncle Ziying..."

Ying Zheng: "...?"

Zhao Xian: "Zhang Liang said that when adults hug each other, there will be a little sister! Father, will you have a little sister when you hug Uncle Ziying?"

"..."

After a moment of weird silence, Zhao Zheng knocked on his head with a sullen face: "Go to class first, be obedient."

"Oh..." Zhao Xian agreed with some disappointment, then turned around and smacked Ying Zheng's face, then turned around and left the matter behind, and left with a bounce.

The hall fell silent, Ying Zheng reached for the teacup to try to ease the atmosphere, but he and Zhao Zheng held the teacup at the same time.

Zhao Zheng's hand forcefully turned a corner: "Sir, use it."

Ying Zheng didn't refuse, held the teacup in his hand, and tasted it absent-mindedly.

Zhao Zheng picked up a booklet and opened it, but his eyes fell on Ying Zheng's profile.When my husband drinks tea, he is used to looking at the tea water, his eyelashes drooping, very beautiful.Zhao Zheng raised his hand to help him hook a strand of hair behind his ear, and said softly: "It's really not good for Zhao Xian to grow up alone, and he tends to be withdrawn, sir."

Ying Zheng took a sip of the tea cup half-truthfully, his eyes moved slightly, and he nodded silently.

indeed.When he was in Handan, he played with Yandan's protons, and when he returned to Qin, his closest brother was Cheng Yu, and then his cousins. King Xiaowen had many sons and daughters, and naturally there were also many grandchildren.

Zhao Ying is his cousin, but his relationship in that life was neither salty nor warm.

Ying Zheng didn't ask any further questions. He always respected Zhao Zheng in these matters and didn't want to interfere too much.He understood Zhao Zheng's temper. They all hated being manipulated and controlled by others.

He put down the teacup, trying to find something to distract himself, but suddenly he was hugged tightly by the king in Xuanyi.

"Then take advantage of the wax festival and choose a few heirs of the clan and courtiers to accompany Zhao Xian to read." Zhao Zheng whispered in his ear.

Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback, and looked back at him.

"Sir, you don't think I'm really going to have a baby."

Ying Zheng paused: "No?"

"How could it be? It's enough for me to have a husband." Zhao Zheng smiled lowly, wrapped his arms around Ying Zheng, and rested his chin on his shoulder: "But sir, you have great powers, maybe you can give it a try?"

Ying Zheng gave him a cold look.

Although in such a sick body, the momentum is still undiminished, but in the eyes of some people, this is simply extremely cute.

A certain king thought about it seriously, "Maybe it's really possible."

Ying Zheng turned around and bit his lips: "Shut up!"

Zhao Zheng was bitten painfully by him, but he laughed, Mr. is so charming.

After laughing, he was bitten again in revenge.

This time Zhao Zheng got serious, "Okay, kidding you, don't be angry?"

He wrapped the cloak on Ying Zheng's body tighter, held him in his arms, flipped through a few papers and handed them over: "Look at the memorial and be happy?"

In the memorial, he knew that the courtiers were making plans while exposing each other's old background and hating each other openly and secretly, and it was indeed pleasant.

Ying Zheng reluctantly accepted the memorial, and decided to ignore Zhao Zheng for a few days to see if he dared to speak nonsense.

On the day of the La Festival, the Qin Palace was bustling like never before.

In the past, the New Year's banquet held in the Qin Palace was only attended by the clan, but this time it was very different. Some important civil servants, military generals and intelligent juniors of the clan were also invited.

Rumors had long spread in the court that this banquet was supposed to be a reward to the ministers, but in fact it was to select a companion for the young prince.However, each family can only bring one junior over here, so in private, the children and grandchildren of the courtiers' families fought for this spot.

The prince accompanied the reading, and often accompanied the seat next to the prince. Everyone knew what this meant for the official career and the family.

The banquet has not yet started, and the tables and seats are neatly placed in the hall. The courtiers are still tied together according to the group, and those who bring their babies will show off their babies. It's also a lot of fun for the baby to chat about court affairs, complaining about who's child looks crooked and so on.

Near the table, Yao Jia patted Li Si's shoulder beside him, which was a pity.His son was just one month old, so naturally he couldn't participate in this grand event. Yao Jia had never wished his son to grow up as much as today.

But he patted Li Si very relievedly: "Tell me, among so many children, only your Li Youneng is talented in literature and martial arts. The rest, tsk tsk."

Li Si was still sitting very low-key among a group of people, not attracting much attention. Hearing this, he shook his head: "You are a little eager for quick success, too sharp, I'm afraid you won't please the king."

Yao Jia hissed, "Anyone say that about their son? Be confident. Your Majesty said that you can choose two companions, so I think you will be fine."

Li Si: "I'd rather he didn't get selected. He entered the East Palace at such a young age. Compared with many of his peers, I'm afraid he will be more impetuous. You also know that it's not easy to sit in any of the seats in the court."

Yao Jia gave him an appreciative look: "As expected of you."

Li Si sighed.

Yao Jia was about to say something more, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man who had been drinking in the corner, and shoved Li Si.

Li Si also noticed the prince Shaofu who was drunk before the banquet started, and nodded.

Yao Jia said: "Think about Meng Tian, ​​five or six years ago, when he was so skinny that he wished he could poke a hole in the sky, and he was flying around in Xianyang with Wang Ben every day. Time is not forgiving. Meng Tian killed all the remnants of the rebellion in Xinzheng, and the old Prime Minister of South Korea, I heard that he was torn apart by a car for public display?"

Li Si felt his whole body go numb just thinking about it. Looking at the drunk Zhang Liang in the corner, his heart throbbed, "I don't know how he survived."

Yao Jia didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he picked up a pickled plum, "This Zhang Liang is not simple, he is not as good as that young master, and his abilities are far superior... Hey, so Is there something wrong with drinking? Are you going to persuade me?"

Li Si pointed to himself: "Me? I'm not as eloquent as you, so go."

Yao Jia licked the sauce on his fingertips: "I'll go if I go, it's a shame that this kid doesn't win."

As he spoke, he plunged into the crowd.

Li Si only saw Yao Jia scrambling in the past, Zhang Liang didn't even look at it.After a while, the young man stood up suddenly, probably tired of listening, he turned and walked out of the hall.

It was still snowing outside.There seems to be more snow this winter than usual, especially near the end of the year. The snowflakes are as big as goose feathers and will fall every few days.

Zhang Liang walked in the snow with a cold wine jar, but he was not drunk.After being doused by the snow, he became more sober on the contrary. Not far away, he saw a small figure making a snowman in the snow and playing with it, surrounded by a group of palace people, probably reprimanded. Standing aside and watching from a distance, no one dared to approach.

As the only brat in the Qin Palace, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can be recognized by anyone at a glance. Zhang Liang walked over with the wine jar, and slapped the little snowman on the head like a villain. It hurts!"

Zhao Xian saw that the snowman he had finally built was destroyed by the slap of this bastard, stomped his feet angrily, and glared at the thin-clothed young man viciously: "Zhang Liang, you are finished! I built this snowman after my father. , How dare you break it!"

Zhang Liang looked at the fat, short and cowardly two snowballs: "This is the king? You ask the king to come and see, and say this is him. Do you think he agrees?"

Zhao Xian has always been unable to say no to this hateful guy, so he simply ignored him and devoted himself to repairing his own snowman: "When I grow up and become the King of Qin, I will demote you to Jiuyuan County to build the Great Wall!"

Zhang Liang was very appreciative: "I heard that there are many orchids in Jiuyuan, and they are all very beautiful. That's really great. I like to see beautiful women. A brat like you, I see them every day." It's so boring."

Zhao Xian yelled at him: "Go away, do you think I just want to see you!"

Zhang Liang laughed a few times, seeing the group of palace people who were in a state of distress, "I said, the New Year's feast is about to start, why don't you go change your clothes? You don't look good in the first place."

Zhao Xian was so angry that he grabbed his hand and bit it down.

Master Shao Fu's screams resounded over Xianyang.

After a while, Zhao Xian and Zhang Liang were on their way to the Imperial Medical Office.There were two people, one big and one small, followed by a bunch of palace people, who were particularly eye-catching.

Zhang Liang covered his bleeding hand, his heart was like a knife: "Will my hand be disabled? What should I do if it is disabled?"

Zhao Xian rolled his eyes straight and didn't bother to talk to him anymore, it was already a great mercy for him to condescend to bring this guy to the Imperial Medical Office!

Zhao Xian angrily turned the corner of the road, but suddenly froze.

"Why don't you leave, Your Highness, yo, what am I so surprised to see..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Liang was also stunned.

After the corner is a remote path leading to the Imperial Medical Office.

There are two people hugging each other in the corner.

The young man who was pushed against the corner was wearing a white fox fur. His complexion was pale and his eyes were reddish.And the man who pushed him against the wall was wearing a black and gold-patterned King Qin dress.

Hearing the sound, the two people who were immersed in it turned their heads slightly, and their eyes fell on a group of people who suddenly appeared.

Zhang Liang: "..."

Zhao Xian: "..."

Palace people: "..."

Is it too late to gouge out the eyes now? ? ?