Hu Hai

Hu Hai is a young man who is greedy for joy, and it is the most difficult age to restrain. Fu Su is pressing on him, and his physical condition cannot be hidden at all. Seeing Fu Su like this, Hu Hai can't help but grab his lapel and pull him closer to him pull.

His arms limply clung to Fusu's neck, his lips rubbed along Fusu's slightly piercing chin, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Is it okay not to grow a beard in the future?"

In order not to let Hu Hai notice the scars on his body, Fusu is naturally willing to chat with Hu Hai instead of having his clothes lifted by him. Hearing Hu Hai's nasal murmur, he took advantage of the opportunity to hug him in his arms and turned over, hugging and snuggling together on the couch.

Fusu combed Hu Hai's slightly curly long hair draped over his shoulders with the palm of his hand, and said softly in a low voice with a suppressed hoarseness: "Why, don't you like me growing a beard? ...Looks like a palace man?"

Hu Hai bowed his head and leaned forward, gently holding Fusu's lips and biting from time to time, he couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, then he stretched out his hand to touch it, teasingly said: "It's so majestic, how can a palace man be so dignified?" In comparison."

Thinking of Hu Hai's obsessive appearance under him the night before, Fu Su took his words very seriously, and promised without hesitation: "If you like it, I will not grow a beard in the future."

Hu Hai nestled in his arms contentedly, stroking Fusu's broad chest with his palm through his robe, his eyes gradually clouded, as if he was tempted, he leaned against Fusu's neck and sucked his Adam's apple, with the naughty tip of his tongue pushing back and forth.

Fusu clenched his fists and lay on his back on the couch stiffly, resisting the desire to remain still.

The mist in Hu Hai's eyes faded, he squinted his eyes fiercely, grabbed his clothes tightly and pulled them to both sides. After a "stab" sound, the belt tied together broke, revealing Fusu's chest, with colorful cloth on it. It was full of bruises and traces of the medicine that had been rubbed off, and the smell of the medicine that filled his nostrils became even stronger.

Hu Hai raised his head slowly, with a sad expression condensed in his black and white eyes, he couldn't help but whispered in disappointment: "Why didn't you tell me about this? I thought that no matter what, we can share it together."

Fusu suddenly grabbed Hu Hai's palm, forced him to press his hand on his most bruised abdomen, and said with a wry smile: "I have already been taught by my father, this matter is completely over, since my father agrees with our relationship , you and I naturally have nothing else to ask for. Why should I lie on the couch and mourn that I was injured, and then make you sad—pretending to be sad to attract pity, Hu Hai, I can’t do it.”

After hearing this, Hu Hai couldn't help but want to refute, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he had nothing to say.

Does Fusu think he can hide it from himself?Fusu obviously just managed to survive a sliver of extravagance, and he didn't feel that he could achieve it.

Even so, Fusu still tried to hide this event that would inevitably explode, instead of hiding the state affairs he handled from himself in his daily life. It can be seen that he has no estrangement with himself, but he just doesn't want to worry about his illness.

But even after seeing Fusu's true intentions clearly, Hu Hai was still depressed. He stretched out his hand and patted the bruise on his abdomen, and then said: "No matter what happens in the future, you are not allowed to hide it from me, especially about injuries and illnesses. !"

"...If you don't tell me, I'm even more worried." Hu Hai glanced at Fusu, his voice weakened.

Fu Su was about to respond to Hu Hai's words, but his complexion suddenly changed, he covered his mouth and frowned and turned his face to the other side, bloodstains flowed down Fu Su's fingers, instantly let Hu Hai's dissatisfaction and melancholy run away, He got up quickly in a panic, and couldn't help shouting loudly to the door: "Liang, hurry up and call the imperial doctor! Fusu vomited blood!"

The servant Liang responded, and Fei Ye pushed a few servants to invite the imperial doctor, and rushed into the house with a few other servants, waiting for Fusu to rinse his mouth and wipe his face.

Fusu spat out the bloody mouthwash, looked up at Hu Hai who was holding his palm tightly all the time and looked panic-stricken, patted his palm a few times comfortingly, held his palm with his backhand, hugged him in his arms, and said softly: "Father was so angry that my feet became stronger. On the way back, my father had already sent for an imperial doctor to treat me. My spleen and stomach were injured. I would vomit blood in the past few days. As long as I took the medicine on time, I would be cured in a short time. Can recover. Don't worry."

Hu Hai lowered his head, and said guiltily, "That's why you don't want me to know...I pay it back, and I deliberately pretended to be smart to expose you."

The most taboo thing about trauma is tossing back and forth. Fusu could have explained the injury, and then asked for a leisurely rest on the couch, but he insisted on exposing Fusu's arrangement, so he had to get up, lie down and roll around to accompany him.

Fusu kissed his forehead with a smile, and said indulgently: "Of course I can explain my condition clearly and then rest, but after explaining clearly, you must be more worried, watching me every day so that I can't sleep peacefully. Why is this so, Ben Just a small injury."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to rub Hu Hai's cheek again, pulled the corner of Hu Hai's mouth into an upward arc, and coaxed in a low voice: "I'm not seriously injured, but I have to work again later. You accompany me to continue eating and nourishing." Stomach food. Doesn’t my Hu Hai dislike me because of this?”

Hu Hai couldn't hold his cold face any longer, and started laughing, but looking at Fusu's gentle eyes, Hu Hai immediately glared at Fusu, bit his finger fiercely, and said in a vicious voice: "Don't count on me even if you are seven or eighty years old. dislike!"

"Seven old and eighty..." Fusu repeated in a low voice thoughtfully, then restored his smiling face, and blew into Hu Hai's ear, "Most of the ancestors of Daqin passed away in the year of destiny, but you are so greedy that you want to reunite with me." Enjoy two or 30 more years of companionship."

A guilty look flashed across Hu Hai's eyes, and then he said softly: "I still want to spend 100 years, 1000 years, 1 years with you, but unfortunately the conditions do not allow it, so... even if you will come before me Go, I can live happily until the day you come to pick me up."

Hearing what Hu Hai said, Fusu's face was blank for a moment, and then all the worries hidden in his eyes disappeared, leaving only carefree and peace of mind.

Discussing death when he was still alive might offend many people, but Fusu is not in this range. He was willing to commit suicide with a sword in his previous life, but this does not mean that Fusu had no regrets in his heart when he died. On the contrary, Fusu has a lot of regrets left; and in this life, he is ten years older than Hu Hai, and unless something unexpected happens, he will surely die before Hu Hai. How lonely?

He can promise himself to live happily, which is the most pleasant surprise for Fusu.

Fu Su squinted his eyes and smiled, and replied solemnly: "That's fine, since that's the case, I'm looking forward to reuniting with you, and we will still be together in the next life."

Hu Hai made quick calculations and realized that he had already done a lot in the Qin Dynasty. Although the system had rewarded him at one time, as the changes became more and more serious, he would be paid additionally. Soul taking away is not a problem.

Therefore, Hu Hai readily agreed: "Okay, we will still be together in the next life—but, I don't want to be brothers with you anymore, we will only be partners."

"It's natural." Fusu took Hu Hai's palm, and hooked him up like he did when he was a child, which made Hu Hai laugh frequently and was very happy.

After Fusu appeases Hu Hai, the imperial doctor finally arrives belatedly. After carefully helping Fusu's pulse, he once again assures Hu Hai that as long as Fusu takes medicine and rests on time, there will be no hidden dangers, and he will definitely recover in the future. Strong, this made Hu Hai feel relieved.

When the imperial doctor left, Fusu lay obediently on his back on the couch, turned his face to look at Hu Hai and changed the subject: "General Wang Jian won the battle against Baiyue, and General Meng Tian still won the battle against the Lakers. The forces capable of invading our Great Qin have been completely destroyed. After this, our Qin Dynasty will never experience another war for at least 30 years, and the placement of soldiers in the army has become a big problem."

Hu Hai blinked his eyes in confusion, and asked: "What trouble can there be? Aren't the soldiers in the army trained and disciplined? Besides, I heard my father said that the soldiers brought by General Wang Jian to Baiyue must at least Leave 15 in the local area, live with the daughter of Baiyue, and interbreed blood, so that Baiyue can completely integrate into my Daqin blood."

Fusu shook his head with a smile, and explained in a low voice: "The generals and soldiers of the army have been concentrated in the army all these years in order to crush the enemy, but now the world is at peace, and our Great Qin has no reason to keep them from disarming and returning to the field. And the world is divided In the past, ranger assassins have become popular, and many people like to pay for murder. Without the constraints of military rules, who can guarantee that the soldiers returning to the field will be as stable as they are now, instead of causing trouble?"

Hu Hai suddenly realized, and blurted out: "So, you want to confiscate their crime tools?"

Crime tool?

Fusu couldn't help laughing out loud for a moment, his abdominal cavity hurt so badly, he quickly suppressed his laughter, covered his stomach and said in a low voice: "I do have the intention of collecting the weapons of the world, but speaking of it, it's not What a good way."

Fusu said with a thoughtful expression, and said seriously: "My Daqin was able to sweep away thousands of troops because of its strong force. Even if it is to calm the people and prevent them from fighting fiercely when they encounter troubles, I don't think that because of this, the weapons will be completely confiscated. What is it that makes the young and strong lose their blood? Hey, it is another dilemma. It would be great if it can keep the young and strong from causing trouble while ensuring their blood."

Hu Hai bit his lips and patiently listened to Fusu's request, and suggested in a low voice: "Everyone has the habit of opening schools in this world. What do you think is the place where the government teaches Kung Fu? Then I will teach some art of war and so on. By the way, I don't have to worry about it." Ten years from now, there will be a shortage of talented generals in the country."

People with foundation are always easier to stand out than those without foundation!

Fusu's eyes lit up in an instant. After Hu Hai's suggestion, he had a further thought in an instant, and suddenly sat up and said excitedly: "Not only that, the method of obtaining civil servants can be applied to the army!"

Such a good idea, why didn't I consider it before? !