After the subjugation of the country, I became pregnant with the cub of Emperor Qiu

Boom!

A loud thunder resounded through the night sky, as if it had kicked off the heavy rain.The torrential rain fell from a height of [-] meters, hitting the cornices, bricks and tiles, and the steps in front of the house, making people's ears hurt.

A cold, clammy wind poured in from the window, and the bronze lamp was blown wildly by the wind, and might go out at any moment.

Gu Zheng's irritable and cold voice sounded: "Close the window quickly!"

The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth. Yi Ci had never heard Gu Zheng's voice before, as if trying to hold back something.He glanced at Gu Zheng's face. At this moment, Gu Zheng's face was extremely black and black, as if he had just been fished out of a frozen lake, looking extremely cold and terrifying.

Facing the heavy rain that hit his face, Yi Ci let the strong wind blow his hair and clothes flying, and then he slammed the window shut.

After the window was closed, Gu Zheng's face was still ashen. He looked over with cold eyes like knives, Yi Ci simply frowned and looked away, no longer looking at Gu Zheng's face.

Gu Zheng said: "Continue."

Yi Ci sat back on the desk again, listening to Gu Zheng's words and correcting the notes.Yi Ci obviously noticed that since the rain, Gu Zheng's tone has become a little more irritable and ruthless, and the words of correcting the memorial are also more ruthless than before.

On the contrary, this Gu Zheng has a sense of reality after the disguise is torn apart, as if this is the real Gu Zheng, cold and cruel, and decisive enough to make people chill.

This gave Yi Ci a deeper understanding of Gu Zheng's character, and his hatred for Gu Zheng deepened.Under the rule of Gu Zheng, a tyrant, Qin State will come to an end sooner or later.

But there was a strange feeling in Yi Ci's heart that could not be ignored.

On this rainy night, Yi Ci thought of what his father had taught him.

Yi Ci's father was extremely strict with him, rarely being kind.When he was ignorant, Zeng proudly showed his paintings to his father, but what he got was not his father's praise like others, but a severe reprimand.

"You have to remember your identity. You are the king. Your mind should be on how to govern the country better and stronger. What you have to think about is how to make your people have enough food and warm clothes. Clothes! Instead of focusing on reciting poems and painting, you are playing with things and losing your mind!"

In Yi Ci's memory, there have been countless scenes of being reprimanded like this.

When he learned to ride a horse and fell off the horse in fear, when he practiced archery and the arrow fell halfway and could not hit the plank at all, when he was too soft-hearted to cut off the sinner's head when……

He remembered his father's gaze, which was an extremely complex gaze, mixed with various emotions such as disappointment, anger, and intolerance.At this time, Yi Ci would bow his head in shame, not daring to look into his father's eyes.

Only when his father's life came to an end, did his father finally reveal his heart to Yi Ci.

His father said: "Ci'er, I have always been too strict with you, not as indulgent as my two elder brothers. But as the prince, my father has to treat you severely. Your temper is too soft , not cold enough, always thinking too much about others, such a temperament is right, but it is absolutely impossible to fall on a monarch..."

If he can be as ruthless and decisive as Gu Zheng, will he be able to satisfy his father?

Yi Ci suddenly felt a little envious of Gu Zheng. It would be great if Gu Zheng's coldness and decisiveness could be shared with him.

Gu Zheng's words stopped suddenly while he was chanting, Yi Ci's writing hand also stopped, and his thoughts stopped.He raised his eyes to look at Gu Zheng, only to see that Gu Zheng was frowning tightly, his eyes were closed, there was a faint bruise under his eyelids, and he looked very tired.

Just when Yi Ci thought that Gu Zheng was asleep, Gu Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp, hawk-like eyes fell on Yi Ci's face, with strong vigilance.Seeing Yi Ci, Gu Zheng pinched the nasal bone with his fingers, and said to Yi Ci, "Continue."

Yi Ci sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but want to tell Gu Zheng that he couldn't write anymore!He has been writing continuously for almost two hours, and his arms are almost so tired that he can hardly move.

Not long after writing, someone from the palace around Gu Zheng called softly outside the door: "Your Majesty, Mr. Xiangguo came to visit late at night and said that he has something urgent to discuss. He has been waiting outside your palace for a long time."

A thoughtful expression appeared in Gu Zheng's eyes, and he said immediately after hearing the words: "Send your car back to the palace immediately."

Gu Zheng stood up slowly, and Yi Ci was surprised to find that Gu Zheng's face seemed a little pale at this time, and he looked extremely painful.

After Gu Zheng left, Yi Ci put his pen and ink back to his place, held his sore arm tightly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiu Liang rushed in from outside the house, turned around and slammed the door shut, rushed to Yi Ci's side with two strides, held Yi Ci's shoulder up and down and checked: "How, that beast didn't do anything to you, did it?"

Yi Ci hissed and gasped: "You let go."

Yi Ci shook his sore arm, motioned Qiu Liang to look at the memorial piled up on the side of the desk and said, "I didn't do anything to me, but asked me to help him correct the memorial all night."

Qiu Liang was stunned, looking at Yi Ci's miserable appearance as if he had been raped, and said angrily: "What are you doing, you made me worry for nothing, and you hurriedly asked Luo An to rescue the soldiers, but in the end, you Copying the scriptures, can't he write by himself?"

Yi Ci raised his eyelids to look at Qiu Liang, and said coolly, "...you sound like you are expecting what will happen to me?"

Qiu Liang sneered, feeling the murderous intent: "How can there be, how can there be..."

……

Apart from Qinhuang's appointment of Yu Changshou as Prime Minister and Qinhuang's change of title recently, there is another major event that has become the talk of those officials, literati and wealthy businessmen.

Elder Songyun from Yangxue Pavilion sent a letter ten days ago to those famous calligraphers and painters, as well as some dignitaries and wealthy businessmen who frequented Yangxue Pavilion.

It is written in the letter that the old man Songyun got a Danqing painted by a hermit by chance. There are words in this painting and paintings in the words. It can be called the top grade, so I invite you to come and enjoy it together.

Even the old man Songyun, who is called a master of calligraphy and painting, was amazed by it. He praised it in the letter, "This painting is unique in both calligraphy and painting, such as two lonely peaks. There are few people in the world who can compare with it!"

Old man Songyun's ancestors were not only well-known calligraphers and painters, but also famous political and business figures. His ancestors were prime ministers in the powerful Zhao State.Old Man Songshi himself is also a well-known collector and master of calligraphy and painting, and he is one of the wealthiest few people in the world.Therefore, everyone wanted to see what kind of painting the old man Songyun praised so much.

An old man with white beard and hair was squinting his eyes slightly, holding up Song Yun's letter in both hands and reading it word by word.Judging from his appearance, the old man seemed to be in his seventies.He was struggling to see, and his eyes narrowed from time to time. If he hadn't held a letter in his hand, it might make people think that the old man was falling asleep with his eyelids opening and closing.

After reading the last line, "Please move to Yangxue Pavilion to enjoy this wonderful painting in the world", the old man patted the armrest of the wooden chair, got up staggeringly and said, "Good! Good! Good! The painting that the old man Songyun praised must be Look, the old man hasn't gone out for several years."

His son happened to pass by, and the son of the old man, who seemed to be five or sixty years old, sighed, unable to laugh or cry: "Father, your eyes can't see clearly, even if you go, what can you see?"

Hearing the words, the old man yelled: "Idiot! Unfilial and unfilial! When I became famous for my paintings, cough cough, you were still in your mother's womb, and now you say that the old man is blind. I will kill you, unfilial son!"

The old man picked up the crutch placed on the side of the wooden chair, walked two steps, stopped one step, panted, and chased his 50-year-old son to beat him. The son yelled "Ouch, Ouch" and said submissively, "Go, can I take you there?"

A middle-aged man in his 30s with a short goatee held the letter in his hand, read it and threw it aside.

In his study, there are brushes made of various animal hairs of different sizes, sizes, thicknesses, softness and hardness, and several paintings that he painted are hung in the most conspicuous place of the study.The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and repeated the words in the letter in a mocking tone: "The master of both calligraphy and painting, there are few people in the world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him..."

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he said with a gloomy face: "I want to see what this painting can do! Old Man Songyun is old after all, I'm afraid he's too old to even see the painting clearly!"

A rich businessman dressed expensively, wearing a jade ring and a jade badge, who can tell that he is worth a lot at a glance, is sitting on a large and comfortable recliner. Read the letter to yourself.When the maid finished reading, the rich businessman's flexible eyes that did not match his obese face rolled, and he slapped his legs heavily with his hands, causing the fat on his body to riot, shaking and shaking.

"Go! You must go to this painting conference! Maybe you can meet some high-ranking officials you know there and make some good deals!"

In a luxurious mansion with seven entrances and seven exits, a person was walking back and forth with a letter in his hand.This person used to be the chancellor of the mighty State of Zhao. When Gu Zheng, the King of Qin, led the army to attack the State of Zhao, he decided that the State of Zhao would not be able to win, so he simply defected to Qin State with his whole family, and even helped Qin State to attack his own mother state, Zhao State.

With his cooperation from the inside and the outside, Gu Zheng, the King of Qin, defeated Zhao Guo, who was still fighting, without much effort.

Not only did the wealth of Zhao Guo Xiangguo not suffer because of the war, but it was also much richer because of the rewards from the King of Qin, Gu Zheng.The money is too much to spend in a few lifetimes. The only thing that bothers Mr. Xiangguo now is that King Qin seems to have forgotten him after he defeated Zhao Guo, and he has not been given an official position.

This Xiangguo lord was once very popular, how could he stand the days of being secretly ridiculed now.

He found out that His Majesty the current emperor especially likes to collect paintings and calligraphy. After receiving a letter from the old man Songyun, he realized that this was an opportunity.If this painting is really as wonderful as the old man Songyun said in his letter, why didn't he spend a lot of money to buy this painting and dedicate it to Emperor Qin Gu Zheng.As long as His Majesty Qin Huang is happy, wouldn't it be a matter of course if he wanted to be an official?

Thinking in this way, the former Xiangguo of Zhao Guo showed a satisfied smile.

……

Yi Ci heard from Luo An that the old man Songyun had sent letters widely, and that night he was so excited that he tossed and turned, unable to sleep.In the dark, he opened his big eyes, thinking over and over in his heart that there would be so many people coming to appreciate his paintings, many of whom had made great achievements in painting and calligraphy, and could even be called masters of a generation, his heart was pounding Jump up.

Yi Ci also couldn't tell what he was thinking now, whether he wanted others to see his paintings more, or whether he wanted to hide them more.

As the day approached, Yi Ci paid more and more attention to this painting conference and became nervous.For a while, he wanted to go to the painting exhibition in person to see how others commented on his paintings; nothing to do.

In the midst of such complicated and tangled psychological changes, a thing that made Yi Ci deliberately avoid it and make his scalp tingle when he thought of it finally arrived.

He and Gu Zheng will get married in three days.

This means that in three days, he will have to marry Gu Zheng.

In the past three days, Yi Ci couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and sighed every day. Even Qiu Liang couldn't help sighing when he saw Yi Ci.

Qiu Liang sat next to Yi Ci, comforted him and said, "Be patient, just treat it as a few bites by a dog."

Yi Ci was speechless, raised his head to reveal a pair of blue and black eye circles, looked at the sky and wept silently: "Father, I am sorry for you, Ci'er has shamed you..."

Qiu Liang thumped his chest with his fist on the two buns, and even grabbed Yi Ci's hand and gave himself two times, and said to Yi Ci: "I don't want to lose face and pretend to be a maid every day? "

Yi Ci withdrew his hand silently, and continued to look at the sky and weep: "Father, what should Ci'er do, if only Ci'er can be as thick-skinned and shameless as him..."

Qiu Liang: "..."

After holding back the tears, Qiu Liang cried together with Yi Ci: "I don't want to be a court lady either, this dress is so tight, it's not uncomfortable at all to be stuffed with steamed buns every day, woo woo woo..."

Yi Ci: "...you cry outside, I'll go inside and cry."

Qiu Liang: "..."

Crying louder.

Yi Ci's state of not eating, drinking or sleeping even alarmed Wei Yushu, who made Wei Yushu personally write a letter to Yi Ci in his busy schedule.

Yi Ci opened the letter, feeling a little moved by Wei Yushu's actions in his heart. After reading the letter written by Wei Yushu, Yi Ci's tears stopped suddenly.He tore up the letter from Wei Yushu blankly, and felt for the first time that this little boy was really incomprehensible and vicious.

Without him, the letter reads—

"Easy Words:

While I was busy, I heard that Luo An mentioned that you would not eat, drink or sleep to seek death, I thought it over and over again, and felt that it was inappropriate.Death from starvation and thirst is too slow, why don't you find a lake in the palace and throw yourself into the lake, or find a three-foot white silk hanging from the top of a tree, and hang yourself to death, these two methods are fast and effective, and you can die instantly.Remember, it is better for the hanging treetop to be thick and thick, if it breaks halfway, it is not beautiful. "

Wei Yushu bastard!

If you want to persuade him, you don't have to use this method. Could it be that the two of them really didn't have any friendship when they were young?

Yi Ci felt desolate in his heart, raised his head and gritted his teeth and said, "At worst, just treat it as being bitten by a dog twice!"

The author has something to say: Yi Ci: I don't want to marry Gu Zheng, I want to die.

After speaking, bang bang bang bang against the big wall.

Gu Zheng opened his chest: Don't hit the wall, hit my chest if you want to.

Yici: Where did you learn the earthy love words? ? ?