Hu Hai

The stars hanging high in the sky finally disappeared in the sky that suddenly flashed golden light. Fusu stood in the middle of the black army, wearing armor and standing still, surrounded by soldiers who were dressed exactly like him. The figurines usually stand outside the city gate, quietly waiting for the arrival of the king.

At the gate of the city, many officials came and went in a hurry, but apart from the sound of cars and horses, there was no other noise to disturb the solemn appearance of the black army.

All of a sudden, the rapid and orderly sound of horseshoes came from the city gate, and the expressions of the soldiers guarding the city gate suddenly gathered excitement. They lined up in two long lines, and quickly opened the gate with their hands and feet. .Countless torches inside the gate burned into a long dragon, carrying the night that had not completely subsided, rushed out of the city gate, rushed towards the black army, and stopped firmly in front of the army after crossing the stone bridge on the bank of the Weishui River.

The four-horse chariot slowly drove out from among the black-armored knights holding torches. After a long sound of "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. , knelt outside the car door, and shouted respectfully: "Your Majesty is here!"

The little meatball in Ying Zheng's arms twisted his body, raised his chubby hands full of pits and rubbed his face, opened his eyes and blinked in confusion, then stumbled to his feet, and rushed out of the car in a hurry .

Ying Zheng's serious eyes turned soft in an instant, and he grabbed the baby who was not as tall as his calf with his big hands, and said with a low laugh, "Hu Hai, don't mess around."

Hu Hai raised his head and looked at his father who was still sitting firmly in the carriage, blinked innocently, and said in a childlike voice, "Brother, outside!"

Ying Zheng raised his hand and twisted Hu Hai's bulging face, and directly lifted him into his arms, put away the smile on his face, and said deliberately: "Yes, today you help Su and leave."

The toddler in his arms suddenly had red eyes, blinked pitifully, and looked like a flower withered by the violent sun, which made Ying Zheng feel good.With a majestic expression, he stepped out of the car, took a deep breath of the cold morning air, and looked at the 40 troops assembled outside the city gate, feeling refreshed.

Seeing Ying Zheng appearing, the old man with white beard and hair at the front of the army immediately cupped his hands and took a step forward, shouting in full spirit: "General Wang Jian, welcome the king!"

With a smile on his face, Ying Zheng lifted Wang Jian who was kneeling on the ground, and repeatedly praised: "The army is solemn and solemn, and I feel relieved. This journey will surely wipe out Zhao Guo!"

Yingzheng hadn't finished speaking, but the meat dumpling in his arms was already twisting around, stretching out his chubby arms and pointing to one side, shouting excitedly: "Big brother, big brother, there! Big brother! Go, go, go!"

No matter how many inspiring things Ying Zheng and Wang Jian wanted to say in order to reward the army, with Hu Hai's loud shout, the atmosphere was completely lost at this time.

Ying Zheng smiled helplessly at Wang Jian, and his gaze followed Hu Hai's arm to Dunwei who was sitting in the carriage and didn't even want to move his buttocks - standing behind him was Ying Zheng's eldest son Fusu!

Fusu's gaze crossed Yingzheng's, but he couldn't take his eyes off Hu Hai.

"Big brother! Big brother!" The young boy shouted more and more eagerly. He stretched out his arms and stretched out his arms towards Fusu, his eyes were full of surprise to meet again, there was no pretense in his expression, and he was full of admiration.

Fusu couldn't help but move half a step forward, but he immediately clenched his fists to restrain his impulse.

Fusu knew in his heart that no matter what, his father would not let Hu Hai go out with him who had to go into battle and fight the enemy army. In this case, why not stop Hu Hai from getting close to him now, otherwise if he starts crying before the battle, I'm afraid it will hurt him. The morale of the army has a huge impact.

Fusu's complexion tightened, he avoided the entangled eyes with Hu Hai, and turned his head fiercely, refusing to look at him again.

Ying Zheng felt the fleshy balls in his arms stiffen, and the back of his hands were already wet from the continuous dripping tears.

He raised Hu Hai's body, but found that the youngest son who usually cried loudly when he was slightly dissatisfied, just looked in Fusu's direction, bit his lips and cried silently, and he clenched his small fist by his cheek, pinching his own cheek Flushed to resist the urge to cry.

But such a thoughtful act by a young child is far more touching than heart-piercing crying.

Ying Zheng never felt that the young son who was arrogant but pleasing to him would have such a caring reaction. He was silent for a moment, and whispered into Hu Hai's ear: "Don't cry, Fu Su saw your red eye circles, and squeezed your palms together. It's a fist."

Hu Hai hiccupped suddenly, and then, he bit his lips even harder, blinked hard to shake off the tears hanging in his eyes, raised his head, pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said with a sob: "No, don't cry... Uh... big brother, don't be sad!"

Ying Zheng didn't expect his youngest son to become a dragon and phoenix among men, but he couldn't help but feel distressed seeing his small appearance.

He touched Hu Hai's plump forehead, and promised: "When you come back from recovery, the widow will let you live with him."

Hu Hai then turned his face to look at Ying Zheng, tilted his head and sucked his finger like a head to distinguish whether what Ying Zheng said was true or false. After a short pause, he stretched out his biting finger and began to bargain seriously : "Learn...uh... learn from Big Brother!"

The young son obviously hasn't mastered the difficult words, so Ying Zheng pondered for a while and guessed: "You mean you want to go to school early and help Su in the future?"

Hu Hai's eyes lit up immediately, he nodded vigorously, straightened his body and hugged Ying Zheng's neck, and said coquettishly, "Father, good!"

Ying Zheng patted his buttocks with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Little sycophant!"

Immediately, Yingzheng put away his smiling face, looked at the army with a solemn expression, waved his wide sleeves, and raised his voice: "My Great Qin has gone through seven generations to become the country of tigers and wolves today. Wei! South Korea has been destroyed, how can Zhao Guo sweep the Qin army?! The widows are waiting for your good news in Xianyang Palace! This battle must be won!"

"King Jinkou, this battle must be won!!!" The soldiers followed Yingzheng and shouted loudly, and the tsunami-like roar shook the city walls.

Guowei Cheng Mengyi, who was following Yingzheng, held out the brocade king's letter and read it aloud: "General Wang Jian is in charge of the war against Zhao, and he is awarded the right half of the Tiger Talisman to Wang Jian. He can mobilize Qin's 40 troops at will."

"The old minister has taken the order, and he will live up to the entrustment of the king, and will definitely dedicate the victory to the king-this battle will never be won!" Wang Jian shouted in a deep voice.

He took the brocade with the king's order firmly in one hand, and grabbed the yellow copper-cast tiger-subduing talisman from the tray held by Zhao Gao with the other.

The cold and heavy touch immediately spread to Wang Jian's mind along the palm of his hand. Although it was not the first time he had received the Tiger Talisman, he still stuffed the Tiger Talisman into his waist leather pocket with great care.

Wang Jian got on his horse and roared loudly: "The army is moving!"

Countless heralds immediately passed on Wang Jian's order, and rushed to the northwest in an orderly manner.

Yingzheng stood still and watched the army leave. When Fusu drove past the king's chariot with the weakened chariot, he stepped forward to look at the eldest son, and said in a deep voice, "I will wait for you to return after your meritorious deeds."

Fusu pursed his lips, nodded his jaw, forced a smile, gritted his teeth and said, "Father, you don't need to worry, my son will return safely."

He was about to turn around when a small hand suddenly grabbed Fusu's sleeve.

Fu Su turned his head to look, and was facing Hu Hai's big eyes that were swollen from crying. The young boy looked at him pitifully. He jumped out one word at a time, "Medicine, good! Brother, it hurts, take it!"

Fusu couldn't hold back the expression on his face anymore, snatched Hu Hai from Ying Zheng's arms, pressed him tightly in his arms, and said after a while: "Okay, brother, take all the medicine with you." Let's go. Don't worry, big brother won't get hurt. Don't mess around in the palace, and spend more time with your father."

After finishing speaking, Fusu stuffed Hu Hai back into his father's arms, and strode away by himself.

Ying Zheng looked at the eldest son silently, sighed, and suddenly heard the youngest son in his ear follow suit and sigh.

He rubbed Hu Hai's face with a laugh, and asked softly, "Why are you sighing? You look old-fashioned."

"Brother, lie! Shame!" Hu Hai nodded vigorously as he spoke, shaking the soft flesh on his face trembling.

The young boy's pretentious and cute appearance made Ying Zheng laugh out loud and stretched out his hand to flick him on the forehead. He turned his head in a happy mood and said, "Zhao Gao, go back."

Hu Hai lingered on Ying Zheng's shoulder and looked towards the direction where the army disappeared. The immature expression on his face disappeared instantly, and his clear eyes became deep.

0815 huddled beside him, and said in a low voice: "Waste so many points to buy medicine, are you sure Mr. Fusu can eat it, instead of playing it as a souvenir?"

Hu Hai said calmly: "Do your best and listen to the destiny. If Mr. Fusu is really irreparably hurt by this era and wants to take a pill before he dies to miss my encounter with him, we can guarantee that he will not die."

"... What if he was killed by a single blow?" 0815 said hesitantly.

Hu Hai chuckled lightly, and said indifferently: "Being punished by the system, and then fighting again, is at most a change of companion, isn't it?"

0815 was instantly choked by Hu Hai, speechless. After staring at him for a while, he flatteringly said: "I will definitely work hard, please don't make any problems! QAQ"

"It's okay, I have a hunch that Mr. Fusu will be able to make a contribution this time and come back with great achievements." Hu Hai narrowed his eyes and showed a pleasing smile, touched the top of 0815's head, and said, "I'm growing up soon. After the age of three, the system can no longer protect us from chatting like this, have you figured out what you want to become and follow me?"

0815 said bitterly: "Actually, it's the easiest thing for a servant to appear by your side, but a servant is a person after all, and it's too eye-catching to talk to you all the time. Why don't you get a pet, I like a bit more powerful. "

Hu Hai nodded, responded to 0815's request, and said softly, "Father seems to have raised a lot of hounds—in fact, Chinese pastoral dogs look cute!"

"Get out of here! How cute are you selling at this time!" 0815 shouted, and hid in the corner of the king's car with a gloomy face to mend his broken glass heart.

In the Handan royal palace, a coquettish female body was tightly entangled with a middle-aged man, she rolled into a ball with him with an indulgent smile, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Mr. Chunping, you mean Guo Kai? The Queen Mother and him What could it matter?"