Hu Hai

Wang Jian raised his hand to stop the increasingly noisy voices in the tent, looked at Fusu and said calmly, "What does the eldest son mean?"

"Dunwei Shangqing's ability has not yet been shown. Li Mu has already stepped on the edge of death, it is better to let him die faster." Fusu's voice was soft, still with the unique clarity of a teenager.

He looked at everyone with peaceful eyes, as if he didn't force his words in the slightest, but the cold aura unique to the superior had already been fully highlighted in him.

For a moment, Wang Jian felt that he had seen the young king of Qin who was giving him a salute as a teacher, but Mr. Fusu's softer eyebrows and eyes made him wake up quickly, and because Fusu was going to frame the generals of other countries, he didn't even hide it. approach and frowned.

Wang Jian said in a low voice: "Young Master, do you know what you said?"

Fusu looked at Wang Jian with a calm expression, suddenly kowtowed in admiration, and then said: "It is not a gentleman who murders the generals of other countries, but Fusu is not a gentleman. The plot is very dirty, but if Li Mu dies alone, I can replace my Daqin Tens of thousands of soldiers survived, Li Mu should die like this."

Wang Jian shook his head and smiled wryly, for a moment he ignored the presence of many subordinates, and said in a low voice, "My son is like his father, the king actually said that you are different from him, what a joke."

He raised his head and looked at the young generals who had already pricked up their ears, and said solemnly: "When the king was young, he once sighed in front of Lord Wu'an, 'If meritorious ministers are not allowed to retreat, Qin Zheng has no face to stand in the world'. The eldest son dared to propose countermeasures in front of this old man, so it can be seen that he is also a man with a heart."

The focus in front of him had already shifted to the pass, and Dunwei, who had been smiling and not interrupting, suddenly opened his mouth to bring the topic back, and said seriously: "Although Li Mu is a talented general, he doesn't have the slightest talent in the court situation. He understands Knowing that Zhao Qian is not a wise king, but he refused to lead troops into Handan before Zhao Qian was firmly established on the throne, kill him, and enshrine his son Jia as king, so that now he can neither deter Guo Kai, Han Cang and others. As a human being, he was unable to properly handle the delicate relationship with the royal elders and loyal officials of the temple, so that they could trust him, and finally ended up in the miserable situation of being alone and alone in the court. Although I don’t know how everyone thinks of Li Mu, I'm weak but I don't have any sympathy for Li Mu—I'm constantly being disturbed by it, Li Mu's foundation is not stable, and I really don't have the qualifications to be regarded as the old man's opponent."

Strategists traveled around the world, winning people's hearts and support with a three-inch tongue. If they disagree, they may lose their heads at any time, and the danger is no less than that of soldiers fighting on the battlefield.

As soon as Dun Ruo said this, the generals who had previously felt that Li Mu was like a mountain pressing down on their heads suddenly found their hearts relaxed a lot. After looking at each other for a few times, they laughed.

Li Xin cupped his hands to Dun Ruo and said, "No wonder Shangqing didn't kneel when he saw the king, but the king still begged Shangqing to stay. What Shangqing said today is really admirable. I, Li Xin, have never been able to see the king and not kneel in my life. !"

At this point in the analysis, the pros and cons of fighting Zhao Jun are so clear that there is nothing to disassemble. Wang Jian carefully rolled up the map and ordered: "In three days, we will divide our troops and approach the Taihang Mountains. Remember to fight steadily, and you must not be greedy for merit and swallow it all at once. The strength of the Zhao army. Wang Ben and Fu Su, you stay here, the old man has something else to tell you."

After Wang Jian finished speaking, all the generals bid him farewell one by one.

Wang Ben, who was about to leave, showed surprise on his face, stopped and stayed in the big tent, his eyes turned between his father and the eldest son Fusu, silently waiting for his father's order.

Fusu smiled at Wang Ben in a friendly manner, and Wang Ben looked at him with no expression on his face, obviously showing his affection to Fusu with no false words.

Wang Jian looked at his young and strong son who couldn't hide his pride, and then looked at the eldest son who seemed gentle but definitely not in the pool, and said calmly, "Although you don't need to care about your identity, you are still young. My Qin army has 14 elites, and it is far from the point where a 12-year-old boy is required to fight on the battlefield. Even if the eldest son doesn't care, Wang Jian and the Qin army can't afford to lose this man. Since the eldest son is good at analyzing the situation, why not follow Wang Ben and replace him? The old man taught this worthless son a thing or two, suppressing his arrogance."

Wang Jian thought that Mr. Fusu was so persistent to the king in Xianyang Palace before, so he must not accept his arrangement at this time, but he didn't expect that after Fusu smiled gently, he clasped his fists and said straightforwardly: "But it depends on the arrangement of the general. "

Wang Ben's expression froze, and deep furrows formed on his brows. He took Fusu away coldly, but suddenly said outside the military tent: "Wang Ben dare not disobey the general's order, but if I know You acted recklessly in the army relying on your status as the eldest son, I will definitely not spare you!"

"Ex-general, don't worry, Fusu knows." Fusu's tone of reply was still gentle.

His submissive answer made Wang Ben feel as if he had punched the cotton with his fist. He strode forward with a dark face, thinking in his heart: Why did you not behave honestly in Xianyang Palace back then? If you were really so cute, how dare you Compete with General Mengwu to snatch the Wushan sword!Pack!Keep pretending!Let's see when you pretend!

Fusu started a new life among the Qin army, but Hu Hai, who was left in the harem with nothing to do, has passed his first year of life with the passage of time.

Now he can speak clearly, and with the support of others, he can move his short legs quickly and run around anywhere in the palace. Therefore, Ying Zheng, who was full of fatherly heart, suddenly suffered a disaster.

"Mr. Hu Hai, don't run away. Oh, my lord, how can you run so fast as a young child!" Zhao Gao begged in a low voice, his face flushed and panting from exhaustion.

Zhao Gao and Hu Hai crawled back and forth around Yingzheng's big case together, trying to catch this little ancestor, but Hu Hai is small and weak but good at hiding. Whenever Zhao Gaokuai caught him, he would "whoosh— —!” All of a sudden, he slipped under the table and under Ying Zheng’s uniform, sat down beside the king, bit his finger and looked at Zhao Gao innocently with wide eyes, as if Zhao Gao was doing something unreasonable and troublesome. He actually seems to be spending time playing with Zhao Gao.

What a hateful brat!

Zhao Gao gritted his teeth in his heart, but when he met Hu Hai, he had to hold up a smiling face and coax him softly, for fear that the little ancestor would cry regardless of his care.

More than half a year of experience in raising children tells Zhao Gao that once Mr. Huhai starts to cry, the fault is definitely not this little baby, but all the servants around him—who made Mr. Huhai coax a few times when he was hugged by the king? Don't cry, and the skill of choking and complaining with red eyes is at its peak?

"Mimi." Hu Hai unfolded his chubby little hand, stretched out three fingers, and asked Zhao Gao for a price.

Hearing Hu Hai's words, Zhao Gao almost burst into tears, and begged, "Don't eat the palm-sized honey cakes, you will spoil your stomach."

"Mimi!" Hu Hai raised his head, his rosy lips were pursed, his eyes were persistent and aggrieved.

"No! You can't eat any more!" Zhao Gao shouted tremblingly, and sure enough...

"Wow———————————————— Dad, grab my honey!!!"

In fact, Ying Zheng had been listening to his youngest son haggling with the most useful servant for a while, but continued to deal with state affairs with a smile on his face. Seeing that his son was about to cry, he stretched out his hand to hug Hu Hai into his arms, rubbed his little head, and smiled Asked: "Hu Hai is full, why do you want honey cakes? This thing is not rare."

The small biscuits, which are burnt with honey on both sides, are specially made for Hu Hai to grind his teeth. The sweet and greasy taste is not attractive to adults, but Hu Hai seems to know that the honey biscuits are specially made for him. Things are very persistent, and food protection is tight.

Hu Hai sniffled and raised his head, put his chubby little hand in Ying Zheng's generous palm and patted it, sobbing, "Brother, you'll be hungry outside."

Ying Zheng stared, then gently rubbed Hu Hai's hot and soft stomach with a longing look, and said in a low voice: "Your elder brother can't be hungry, just eat by yourself. When Fu Su comes back, the widow will prepare a grand feast for him." At the dinner party, bring the important ministers to welcome him."

Ying Zheng looked into the distance as he spoke, squinting his eyes slightly, and his majestic voice was filled with a little worry: "The army has been traveling for more than a month or two, and the military newspaper shows that the army has already entrenched at Jingxing Pass. I don't know how Fusu is doing now. ?”

Hu Hai lay in Yingzheng's arms, rubbed against each other, and yawned a little. His black and white eyes were full of water, and he dragged his throat a little sleepily, and said softly, "I miss you big brother. Big brother... time... come .”

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand and patted Hu Hai's back, and said gently, "When you grow to the height of my thigh, Fu Su will be able to come back."

Hu Hai didn't seem to understand what Ying Zheng meant. He tilted his head and thought for a while, and couldn't help but yawned again. Finally, Ying Zheng couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover his eyes, and said softly, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy."

Hu Hai raised his head and rubbed Ying Zheng's palm, and responded vaguely, his fleshy body quickly relaxed in his arms, and his breathing became soft and even.

Ying Zheng continued to pat the young boy's back, raised his eyes and whispered to Zhao Gao: "Send Hu Hai back to Hu Ji. Let him have a good rest. When the peach blossoms bloom, I will take him to play on the south bank of Bashui River."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhao Gao took the toddler, carried him carefully in his arms, and walked out of the study.

He suddenly heard Ying Zheng's voice: "Hu Hai likes honey cakes, add three more for him every day, if he wants to keep them, let him keep them for fun."

Zhao Gao stopped his pace slightly, and responded again: "Your servant remembers."

Walking out of the main hall, Zhao Gao looked at the young boy who had been smothering his ruddy mouth, and couldn't help reaching out to pinch Hu Hai's face, and said helplessly: "No wonder the king loves you, when you don't cry or make trouble It looks really likable. Hu Hai is the most outstanding young master like the king, but it's a pity..."

It's a pity that she can't see the slightest majesty and dominance in her temper, and she is destined to be favored by the king instead of being reused.

If he can be valued by the king like Mr. Fu Su, and he will not hesitate to destroy Qin Lv and send him to the army for training, Mr. Hu Hai will be considered a success.

Zhao Gaozheng was feeling emotional when Hu Hai in his arms suddenly opened his eyes and struggled violently in panic!