Hu Hai

"Wait a moment, strong man. I'll talk about it when Hu Hai and I get off the car." Fusu poked his head out and ordered, then turned his gaze.

Song Ruyi was furious at first, but for some reason, when the young master's eyes slid past him, he stopped in his footsteps, and was overwhelmed by him, and stopped crying with grief and anger.

The young master was clearly sitting in the carriage, wearing a plain brocade gown with wide sleeves, he didn't move at all!

"Can you stand on your own?" The clear and bright young man's voice sounded, like the sound of a chime penetrating into Song Ruyi's ears.

Song Ruyi couldn't help but rubbed his ears, feeling numb at the base of his ears, he thought to himself: Mr. Fusu's voice clearly hasn't changed at all, but his tone to himself and the interrogator is like the cold winter moon and spring breeze blowing on his face. There is no difference, and I don't know who is lucky enough to be taken care of by him.

Before Song Ruyi could peek into the carriage curiously, a soft and immature childish voice rang softly: "Brother, you are a bully, isn't it just that my ass is swollen by daddy's beating! Hmph, what can't be done?" Let's go!"

Before the words were finished, there was a few "da da" sounds. Mr. Hu Hai, who had been meeting them a lot in recent days, was already hugging the hem of his robe, and jumped out of the car nimbly, causing the servants to howl repeatedly.

"Hu Hai, don't mess around, be careful to touch the wound again."

Song Ruyi couldn't help but looked up following the reproachful voice, and immediately saw Mr. Fusu standing at the front of the car, with a head of long black hair tied behind him, braided together casually with thin ribbons , formed into loose braids, and the few strands of hair hanging down the cheeks fluttered gently in the wind.

His eyes remained on the boy under the carriage all the time, and he stepped out of the carriage step by step on the footstool brought by the servant. The movements between his steps were so noble that one couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground, feeling that it would be blasphemy to look at him more , but such the son of Qin Guochang stopped in front of the boy and raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking ordinary like an ordinary brother.

Mr. Fusu just got out of the car a few times and stood in front of Hu Hai, but Song Ruyi and the surrounding people's voices had spontaneously quieted down since Mr. Fusu appeared.

Song Ruyi thought somewhat comfortingly: the people in Xianyang City are no different from him, they all stared at the eldest son of Qin State closely, and couldn't take their attention away from doing other things at all.

The eldest son of Qin is indeed outstanding!

Song Ruyi gave a sigh of admiration in her heart, but when she was about to speak, she found that Mr. Fusu had said something in Hu Hai's ear, and then walked to him, leading the child whose face was flushed by his teasing.

The soldiers who came with Mr. Fusu immediately opened the wall of people and drove the civilians on both sides of the wine shop away, leaving an open space.

Song Ruyi frowned, and said unhappily, "Mr. Fusu, what does this mean?"

"Strong man please." Fusu didn't answer Song Ruyi's question, but led Hu Hai directly into the restaurant where there were no drinkers, and directly found a table that no one had used to sit down.

Song Ruyi followed the wine shop with a sullen face, and Gao Jianli, who made a living by singing and drinking, exchanged glances with him, and then they gathered together and walked in front of Fusu. They sat opposite Fusu with their lips pursed, unconsciously showing The subtle mentality of confrontation.

Fusu glanced over the two of them, and described Jing Ke's experience after entering the Qin Dynasty in a calm but detailed manner, then took out the ten gold coins prepared by Ying Zheng and put it in front of the two of them, saying: "Father respects Jing Ke's people." Moral conduct, I hope he can rest in peace with his whole body in the ground."

Song Ruyi was full of hatred, threw the money into Fusu's arms, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "We don't need money from the people of Qin, you take the ten gold away!"

Fusu reached out and put the money bag back on the table without any anger, looked at Song Ruyi and said: "Ten gold can buy a house in the most prosperous street in Xianyang City, but it may not be able to buy enough ice to replace it." Jing Ke's corpse returned home. The two came to Xianyang City alone, without any belongings. Fusu understands that the two of you will never mind living in poverty, but after all, it is not easy to let Jing Ke's body rot and go to the ground."

Song Ruyi's eyes turned red instantly, and she raised her broad and rough palm to wipe her eyes, her face was mixed with anger and grief, and she couldn't react for a while, while Gao Jianli's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, and she was caught in a dilemma and didn't know how to choose .

After a long time, he finally nodded and picked up the money bag on the table with shaking hands.

Gao Jianli stood up and looked at Mr. Fusu who had no intention of leaving, and suddenly said: "We will not enter the Qin Kingdom again, please leave, Eldest Young Master."

Fusu nodded, led Hu Hai up and walked out, and said softly, "Hu Hai, let's go back to the palace."

Hu Hai frequently looked back at Song Ruyi and Gao Jianli, and when he reached the door, he suddenly broke free from Fusu's hand, ran back to Gao Jianli and Song Ruyi and said, "Sooner or later, the world will belong to my father, don't you want to stay in the Central Plains to make a living? Then don't Forgot to pay the rent for these days."

Song Ruyi was stunned for a moment, and the grief on her face was immediately wiped away, and she shouted angrily: "Don't even think about letting us leave our hometown again! I, Song Ruyi, can make my home all over the world, but I have to be willing. How about it!"

Hu Hai heard Song Ruyi's shout, instead of being afraid, he laughed out loud.

He stretched out his fleshy palm, and patted Song Ruyi's leg a few times in a similar manner: "It's good that you don't die, you have to make a good living in the future, don't let it go to waste! See you after my father conquers Yan Kingdom! Remember you still owe me a urn of the strongest Yanjiu."

After finishing speaking, Hu Hai turned around and ran back to Fusu, raised his head triumphantly and said, "Brother, let's go to Yandi to taste the most authentic Yanjiu in the future."

Fusu glanced at Hu Hai with a smile, and repeated softly: "Drinking? Have you already touched alcohol?"

Hu Hai stuck out his tongue, grabbed Fusu's palm, raised his cheek vigorously and said, "Father brought me to drink, elder brother is not allowed to say that I was wrong."

Fusu stopped, pinched Chahuhai's tender face, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll take you to Yandi for a drink when my father and king rule the world."

Hearing Fusu's conniving tone, Hu Hai laughed more heartily, nodded vigorously, and then said: "Brother, my butt hurts, you hold me."

Fusu hugged him from the ground back into his arms, smiled and touched Hu Hai's forehead, and stepped into the car.

Hu Hai lay on his knees, grasping Fusu's long black and flexible hair and circling his fingertips, he suddenly said: "Brother, are you going to the border again? This time, can you take me with you? "

"No." Fusu answered directly without thinking.

As soon as the words came out, he subconsciously held his breath and looked at the expression on Hu Hai's face. Seeing that he was not making a lot of noise, he stretched out his hand and patted the top of Hu Hai's head, and explained carefully: "Although the Yan Kingdom has thousands of miles of land and hundreds of thousands of troops, it is not decent. Generals. Zhao Jia, who established himself as king in Dai, was just the opposite of Yan. The country will definitely unite and fight against Qin together. Therefore, the army must be divided into several groups to destroy the two countries and block their escape route, so that no manpower can be spared to take care of you-forget the last time you urged your father to run away Came to Jingxing Pass, and ended up being almost assassinated!"

Hu Hai pursed his lips and said nothing, Fu Su smiled seriously, and also stopped talking, and both of them fell silent.

Seeing that the carriage was about to return to the palace gate, a cavalryman suddenly rushed to the front of the carriage and stopped the way, dismounted and reported: "Young Master, Song Ruyi and Gao Jianli committed suicide together beside Jing Ke's body after singing to each other over wine."

"...What?!" Hu Hai stood up abruptly, then wailed and fell back into Fusu's arms clutching his butt.

Fusu shook his head and sighed, and ordered to go on: "Choose a cemetery for them in the outskirts of the city, and bury them properly."

After finishing speaking, Fusu said directly: "Go back to the palace."

Fusu wanted to spare Song Ruyi and Jing Ke's life, but he was not surprised that they chose to die generously.

Song Ruyi and Gao Jianli are different from Jing Ke, they are both citizens of Yan State, so they naturally have the heart of Yan, otherwise Song Ruyi would not go back quickly after Jing Ke invited him to assassinate Qin Qin, and arrange the future life of his family.

Since Song Ruyi did this, it was tantamount to agreeing to Jing Ke's invitation. He hoped that he could assassinate Qin with his own strength and successfully preserve the country of Yan, so that this decaying old vassal state could continue to exist. However, he suddenly thought of arresting Jing Ke's friend Yingzheng's plot interrupted Song Ruyi's original decision, and Yingzheng's own imperial aura temporarily overwhelmed Song Ruyi's intention to assassinate Qin.

But Jing Ke’s method of committing suicide is not superior, as long as someone with some brains can see his purpose, so the original reason for temporarily suppressing Song Ruyi and Gao Jianli’s assassination of Qin disappeared with Jing Ke’s death, even because he alone The Wei people died for the Yan country, which further stimulated Song Ruyi and Gao Jianli, who were Yan people but were unable to save the country.

But one of them is a completely brainless martial artist, and the other is a market musician who has no martial arts skills. No matter how much hope they have in their hearts, what can they do to Qin Wang Yingzheng who is in Xianyang Palace?

Fusu knew very well that his father before the annihilation of the Six Kingdoms was far from being able to give birth to a sense of pleasure. Therefore, no matter how outstanding Gao Jianli's attacking skills were, these small ways of making fun could not attract the attention of his father.

In other words, Song Ruyi and Gao Jianli could do nothing but resentment in their hearts. They could only commit suicide to get rid of the guilt and regret in their hearts!

Back in Xianyang Palace, Hu Hai kept pulling Fusu straight to the big study where Ying Zheng was always there, but Hu Hai couldn't see Ying Zheng today, only Zhao Gao knelt alone outside the big study to guard the door.

"Where did Dad go?" Hu Hai couldn't see any superfluous expression on his face, and he looked at Zhao Gao with an innocent expression as always.

Zhao Gao did not dare to raise his head to flatter him as before, but knelt on the ground respectfully and replied: "Young master, the king has gone to the harem."

Naturally, Ying Zheng went to the harem to find concubine Ji Xiaoyao, and he might not come back when.

Hu Hai nodded in understanding, and pulled Fusu away again. The Xianyang Palace occupies a large area. When he and Fusu returned to the courtyard after a large circle, he was sent to deal with the funerals of Jing Ke, Song Ruyi, and Gao Jianli. The guard has returned to the courtyard to answer.

There was a huge wine urn beside the guard, he cupped his hands and said, "This subordinate took people to sort out Song Ruyi and Gao Jianli's belongings, and saw that there was only one wine urn where they lived temporarily, and beside the wine urn was an engraved The wooden board with inscribed characters. The subordinates sent people to find students who were proficient in Yanwen and translated the words on the wooden board, and found that this wine urn was promised by Song Ruyi to Mr. Huhai, saying that it could be opened for drinking in ten years."

Fusu nodded, knocked on the wine urn that was half a person tall, and said in a low voice: "Until death, you don't want to break your promise, Yan Guo is really a generous and committed person. Take the wine urn down and hide it. Hu Hai is not allowed to approach."

Fu Su pulled Hu Hai back to the side of the wine urn dragging his saliva, and at the same time, he didn't forget to order the guards to watch out for Hu Hai to drink secretly, which made Hu Hai's smiling face tense up again in displeasure.

He shaved the bridge of Hu Hai's nose, Fu Su pinched him under his armpit, and brought him back to the palace with a smile.

Only three days later, Fusu had already headed straight for Yishui with another soldier from the Lantian Camp, but neither he nor the other generals who were wholeheartedly preparing to fight Yan did not expect that King Yan In fact, Xi and Prince Dan are still going around in circles over whether to fight or surrender, and there is not even the slightest sign of the result of the discussion.

"Then what is the father thinking? Really want to pay tribute to Qin?" Prince Dan took a deep breath, suppressed the roar that was almost blurted out, and stared straight at the old and dim-eyed Yan Wangxi, waiting for him Give a way to truly retreat from the enemy.

"The Ji family is blessed by the Yin virtues of their ancestors! My Dayan has the natural danger of Yishui! I have 15 hidden masters in Liaodong! Qin State? Huh, the shepherd slave dared to issue a letter of credence to my Dayan, and let the widows treat him To be a minister?" Yan Wangxi said with a contemptuous expression, glared at Prince Dan angrily, and said impatiently, "You too, I trust you and let you supervise the country, I didn't expect you to take my big Yan when you assassinated Qin. Serving as a bait to the Qin State."

Prince Dan's eyes finally lit up when he heard the meaning revealed in King Yan's happy words, and before he regretted it again, he hurriedly said: "Then father doesn't mind fighting Qin?"

"If you fight, you can fight. Is my 800-year-old prince still afraid of a descendant of a man slave!" King Yan raised his chin and snorted arrogantly.