Hu Hai

0815 floated over lazily, turned over next to Hu Hai, and said coolly: "Recall the part where Zulong and Mr. Fusu didn't agree in the conversation just now—didn't you say that it doesn't matter if you don't do side missions?" ? Do you want to listen to me now and start doing side missions?"

Hu Hai hesitated for a while, hesitating in his heart because of the warning sound that just sounded.

0815 saw that he was tempted, and hurriedly said: "It's such a happy decision! I've helped you with the task of 'Understanding Brother's Heart', go, work hard, I'm optimistic about you~"

Hu Hai felt that the expression on his face was about to crack, and he shouted in his heart: "0815, where is your conscience! I can't speak yet, how can I talk to Mr. Fusu about the stars, the moon, and the ideal of life! Come back to me, I just want to talk to you about life and the future!"

0815 floated to the roof, glanced at Hu Hai sympathetically, and said with a smile: "The task will be completed soon, otherwise points will be deducted and punished even if it is a side task, you won't want to experience it."

Hu Hai turned over and covered his eyes with his fat hands full of fleshy pits, and asked depressedly: "...the side mission failed, what is the punishment? It won't be the same as the main mission, right?"

0815 was waiting for an answer, but a pair of slender and powerful hands covered Hu Hai's back, gently scraping the baby's soft skin with his fingertips, Fusu smiled and said, "What's wrong with Hu Hai? Is it itchy?"

Hu Hai remembered the task that 0815 had to cut first and then played. He turned around and rubbed his face against Fusu's palm.

Fusu smiled helplessly, and said in a low voice, "How could Erlang be so spoiled?"

Although his tone was slightly complaining, Fusu's eyes were gentle and pampering. He skillfully held Hu Hai in his arms, and opened his two long legs casually, letting Hu Hai nestle in the gap formed by his arms and thighs.

Hu Hai looked up at Fusu's calm and firm eyes, opened his arms and flung himself on the lapel of his clothes, fell into his warm embrace and did not move.

He rubbed his face against Fusu's still thin chest, and said in a low voice: "0815, Mr. Fusu is a person with principles and bottom lines. He doesn't need my guidance, and I don't want to distort his character—the two of us may was punished."

0815 said bitterly: "The side missions are not one-time. You can't speak now, so don't you know how to listen? Mr. Fu Su once confessed his feelings to you, so hurry up and rub him!"

Hu Hai couldn't agree with 0815's idea, and thought for a while before discussing: "Master Fusu is not talking to 'me', he just needs someone to talk to himself, as long as he can listen to it and forget it, anyone can .It is precisely because I don’t understand anything that he dares to say what he thinks with confidence. If the task is rewarded, I feel ashamed and feel flustered when I get it.”

0815 stopped beside Hu Hai. After hesitating for a moment, he rubbed Hu Hai's hand to comfort him and said, "What you think is one thing, but the system is responsible for judging the degree to which your task is completed. It's another issue for you. Take it when it's given to you, yes." Both of us benefit."

Hu Hai was still hesitating in his heart, and the chubby hand holding Fusu's lapel increased his strength.

Fusu paused, looked down at the beautiful baby in his arms, only felt that his rosy lips were tightly pressed, his big black and white eyes were full of tangles, and his expression was so immature and innocent, which made people feel distressed.

Fusu's eyes couldn't help but become more gentle. He put down the masked pen in his hand, gently stroked the layer of black hair on top of Hu Hai's head, and suddenly said: "Father has been driven into arrogance by successive victories. If he can It would be nice to be like me when I was a child, when I was your age, he was a humble emperor who was eager for talents, with great ambitions but no rash and tyrannical actions."

Hu Hai raised his head and rubbed Fusu's palm, "Yeah!" in response.

Hearing the sound, Fusu lowered her eyes, and happened to meet Hu Hai's big black and white eyes, the baby's chubby face nodded seriously, and the round soft flesh on the cheeks trembled slightly.

Fusu couldn't help stretching out his thumb and forefinger to clamp Hu Hai's cheeks and pinch them lightly. He immediately felt that there was flesh softer than running water hidden under the slippery skin.

Fusu couldn't help squinting his eyes due to the surprisingly comfortable touch, and smiled naturally.

He suddenly became playful, turned his fingertips, and poked into Hu Hai's dimples. The baby's big eyes became dazed, looking at him with surprise in his eyes. Suddenly, a crystal water mark appeared from the corner of the baby's mouth. shed.

"Hahaha, no wonder the father likes to get along with the children, the boredom is gone!" Fusu laughed happily.

Even so, he still did not forget to let go of his fingers, and hastily found a brocade handkerchief to wipe away the drool that had already flowed down on Hu Hai's chin. The depression and anger buried deep in Fusu's eyes had disappeared without a trace.

Hu Hai knew that when he was in a bad mood, some physical contact could quickly relieve his emotions, but he didn't expect that he deliberately dawdled with Mr. Fusu for a few times to draw out his childishness that had been buried for many years, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Looking at Fusu, he didn't know how to react.

Fusu met the ignorant and innocent eyes of the younger brother, and gradually stopped laughing.

He stroked Hu Hai's hair, looked into the distance and solemnly said: "Father can make mistakes, but as a son of man, I can't watch him establish immortal achievements while leaving eternal infamy. Even if I offend my father, Fusu is still willing." I will do my best to prevent mistakes from happening. There is a difference between kindness and weakness, and I will prove it to my father in this life.”

Hearing Fusu's whisper, Hu Hai felt joyful in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up quietly.

"What did you do again?!" At the same time, 0815 suddenly let out a scream, which made Hu Hai's ears numb.

He turned his head to look at 0815, and said in his heart, "What happened?"

"You still ask me, you still ask me! Mr. Fusu has just made up his mind to defend the morality in his heart, okay! Father Qin and his son are both donkey tempered, and they are determined that eight horses will not be able to pull back! Mr. Fusu! If you make up your mind, the system will prompt that the difficulty of the task has doubled! Obviously, as long as he can't bear it anymore and exhausted the first emperor to death, we can complete the task. Why is it like this now?! What are you doing so cute? Hu Hai me I hate you!" 0815's cry pierced his heart.

Even if he couldn't see its expression, Hu Hai could deduce from the voice that 0815 was about to cry but had no tears.

"0815, don't be sad. We knew what kind of person Mr. Fusu is before we come. If he would bow his head to Zulong, he wouldn't have been thrown to the frontier to kill the enemy." Hu Hai said, his eyes flickering with appreciation "Young Master Fusu was able to defend the border with General Meng Tian, ​​and killed the Huns so much that they dared not go south to herd horses. It can be seen that he has a tough heart, a strong and principled personality, and is far less gentle than he appears. If this is the case, he will naturally not He will be a person who practices feminine and cunning ways. The higher the difficulty of the task, the higher the difficulty, if Fusu changes, he will not be Mr. Fusu."

"You have a big heart, but as the task becomes more difficult, the conflict between Mr. Fusu and the ancestor dragon will definitely intensify. After 20 years, who can guarantee that the first emperor will willingly write down the edict and pass on the throne For Young Master Su? If other young masters ascend the throne, even if we persuade Zhao Gao to usurp the throne, it will not be easy for us to succeed." Hearing Hu Hai's statement that he was partial to supporting Young Master Su, 0815 gave him a hard look, and his tone Zhong was full of worries.

Hu Hai showed a pleasing smile, and said in a low voice: "The one who is lovable is always the youngest son who loves to laugh and make trouble and does not delay his studies."

"It's good if you have confidence." 0815 muttered, then nestled in the corner again and remained silent.

In Hu Hai's heart, he didn't feel sorry for Mr. Fusu's missed shortcut, but when he looked at Mr. Fusu's resolute eyes again, soft emotions floated in his heart.

Hu Hai turned his head and rubbed his soft fine hair against Mr. Fusu's palm, thinking: I bet heavily on you, don't let me down.

Fusu looked at the baby in his arms who seemed to be comforting him all the time, with gentle eyes, he gradually tightened his arms, and completely wrapped Hu Hai in his arms.

Although the war of destroying Korea completely ignited Ying Zheng's ambitions and made him become arrogant, but at this time, he was still able to listen to other people's suggestions, and Ying Zheng's words of Fu Su were deeply remembered by Ying Zheng.

In the main hall, Yingzheng was sitting on the throne. After bluntly speaking to Wei Liao, who was in charge of the Guowei Mansion, to help Su, he asked: "I have never doubted the loyalty of generals, but I can't guarantee that I will continue to do so in the future. Therefore, The widow thinks that the words of helping Su are reasonable, but I don't know if this is feasible, so I ask Guo Wei to help the widow."

Wei Liao was already old when he defected to Qin, but now he is a serious old man with full head of hair.

Hearing what Ying Zheng said, he looked surprised, and blurted out: "Young master is only a year old, but with such broad horizons and insight, he can worry about the wealth and life of the generals of the country. It is a godsend for the king to have this son!"

Ying Zheng was proud of himself, but he said, "Of course Fusu's idea is good, but I am afraid that he is young and impulsive. This matter needs to be discussed in the long run. Otherwise, it would be a pity to do bad things with good intentions."

Li Si thought of the young prince who was chatting with him in the four-horse king's chariot, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is too harsh, I think the eldest son is a great talent."

Ying Zheng laughed heartily, and said in a loud voice: "Those who have been praised by Chang Shi are like lieutenants of the state and pedestrian orders, who can help the world. Today, Fusu can get the good words of Chang Shi, and I am very happy."

Li Si smiled and declined: "It is Li Si's blessing to be able to recommend talents for the king."

Before the words finished, Li Si had already changed the topic, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, if you don't have long-term concerns, you must have near-term worries. Although the eldest son is wise and talented, compared with the affairs of military generals, the old surnames of the Korean nobles have a lot of people. Disgusting thing."

Hearing the state affairs, the smile on Yingzheng's face faded, and he regained his serious expression. He leaned forward involuntarily, and asked, "Chang Shi, please tell me, what happened recently?"

"Pedestrian order told me about this matter, let pedestrian order explain it in detail." Li Si said and looked at Yao Jia.

Yao Jia cupped his hands and saluted, and then he spoke eloquently: "Before the army broke through the capital of Xinzheng, the three ministers of Duan Shi, Gongli, and Xia suddenly bribed the gate guards and fled back to their fiefs with their belongings. Resisting the army, so the general did not count these three families when he escorted the Korean elders to Xianyang, but a strange thing happened in front of him-these three families were all related to the Yingchuan Zhang family who had disappeared before the destruction of Korea. Involved, a lot of property was transported to the border of Chu State."

When Ying Zheng heard this, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The fifth generation is the Yingchuan Zhang family of Han Xiangguo? Hmph, this old man Han An actually plans to restore the country?! What a wishful thinking!"