Hu Hai

The ancestral temple is placed in the ranks of the ancestors. Although according to the rules, only the ancestors of the previous seven generations can be paid homage to, the tablets of the monarchs of the past dynasties are still hung high in the houses, and they are shadowed by the burning lamp oil in the city. Zhuo, it looks like a beating will-o'-the-wisp.

Hu Hai was already a little afraid of ghost stories, but he was even more frightened when he met this kind of dark space that was no smaller than the main hall of Xianyang Palace, but there was no living thing that could breathe except himself.

QAQ, who can understand the guilty feeling that I have to face Ying's ancestral tablet when I occupy the body of someone else's child! ! !

Dad quickly send someone to let me out, didn't we promise to be each other's angels for the rest of our lives! !

It's scary here!

Hu Hai shrunk his shoulders and knelt in the middle of the temple. The curly hair that Fusu had tidied had long since parted out on the road chasing Ying Zheng. At this time, it was hanging on his shoulders and cheeks, making Hu Hai even more lonely and pitiful.

His eyes rolled around nervously, his body was tense, as if he was afraid that a monster would rush out to bite him to death at any time, and his expression was terrified.

"Master Hu Hai." A soft and weak voice sounded behind Hu Hai, making him scream and jump up suddenly.

Zhao Gao pressed Hu Hai, took him into his arms, patted Hu Hai's back lightly, and said in a more gentle tone: "Young Master Hu Hai, don't be afraid, there is a servant with you, and the servant will not go away."

The embrace of a living person is very warm, Zhao Gao's tone is also very soft, as he gently pats Hu Hai's back, it is almost like a mother's comfort, which makes Hu Hai calm down very quickly.

As long as he is sure that there are no ghosts, he will not be afraid, and his IQ will rise instantly.

Hu Hai lay in Zhao Gao's arms, rolled his eyes, and suddenly lowered his voice and said pitifully, "Dad, don't you want me?"

Zhao Gao touched the back of Hu Hai's head, straightened his hair, and smiled contemptuously at the corner of his mouth, but his tone of voice was unusually gentle: "Your Majesty is very angry, but you don't have to be afraid, Mr. Hu Hai. Your Majesty loves you so much, anger is only temporary. , as long as you admit your mistakes in front of the king, the king will definitely soften his heart."

Hu Hai still shook his head vigorously like a terrified child, couldn't help raising his volume, and shouted: "That's not the case! Father, Father, he ignores me, he doesn't want me anymore!"

Zhao Gao simply pressed Hu Hai into his arms forcefully, stroked Hu Hai's back and forth like comforting a furry animal, and comforted him softly: "As long as the young master listens to the servant, everything will be done according to the slave." If you do it, Your Majesty will definitely like Young Master Xin."

Hu Hai was startled in Zhao Gao's arms, and suddenly raised his head to look at him, with sparks of hope shining in his eyes, he pulled Zhao Gao's sleeve as hard as a drowning man trying to grab the last piece of driftwood.

He hastily showed a cute smile, nodded vigorously, and said loudly: "I must be obedient, tell me quickly—how can I make Dad not angry."

The smile on Zhao Gao's face became more and more gentle, but the malice hidden in his eyes shone brightly. He leaned into Hu Hai's ear and whispered, "Master Fusu is getting older, and he likes to talk back to the king. Can be the most caring child of the king, won't he be favored by the king soon?"

Hu Hai blinked his eyes in confusion, then nodded half-understood, responded with a "hmm", and said obediently: "Then what exactly should I do? I can't see Dad now..."

The muscles on Zhao Gao's face twitched slightly. Finally, he lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth. He said, "Your Majesty has always loved you dearly. As long as you are seriously ill, what is more important than your body? You might as well take the cloak away." Let’s freeze it all night—I’m sick, and I’ll be able to see the king soon.”

Hu Hai suddenly realized and nodded, jumped out of Zhao Gao's arms, and threw the cloak that Fusu specially left for him on the ground.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, then took off his outer robe, folded his arms tremblingly and said, "That's, that's it, I'll definitely... definitely get sick overnight. Woo, it's so cold."

Hu Hai shrank into a ball, knelt on the ground and shivered. Before Hu Hai had time to react, Zhao Gao folded his thick robe and cloak and hugged him into his arms.

He smiled and said to Hu Hai: "Young Master endured it all night, and the slaves will bring back the clothes tomorrow morning to wait for the Young Master to dress neatly. This way the King will not find out that the Young Master pretended to be sick and lied to him, and will be even more angry."

Hu Hai seemed to be taken aback, nodded hurriedly and said yes, Zhao Gao turned around and left.

The moment he closed the gate of the temple, Zhao Gao showed a gloomy expression, staring fiercely at Hu Hai in the room as if he was going to tear him to pieces.

He bit his lip hard, looked at Xingzi in the sky and laughed silently.

Mr. Huhai?Hehe, this dead child made him lose the king's trust, and completely blocked his path from servant to courtier. Now that the king doesn't let him touch anything except food and clothing, what hope do I have in my life!

Do you want him to serve others in a humble way all his life?

He, Zhao Gao, is a distant relative of the Zhao royal family, how could he be confined in the deep palace all his life, be an inconspicuous servant, and live by pleasing his master? !

He wants power and status, he wants to stand above ten thousand people instead of kneeling at the feet of the king all his life!

... Mr. Huhai?Since he has harmed himself to what he is now, he must get everything back from this child.

Seeing Zhao Gao leave, Hu Hai immediately blew a long whistle. Fifteen, who landed on the palace corridor, moved his neck to follow the voice in the palace, and suddenly spread his wings and flew towards the ancestral temple.

Although the door was closed, there were still gaps in the ventilating windows. Fifteen dexterously entered the temple sideways, and immediately found Hu Hai who was only wearing a thin inner shirt.

It landed on the opposite side of Hu Hai all of a sudden, and uttered a suspicious cry.

"You don't plan to use bitter tricks, do you? It looks a bit stupid. If you are not sick, the first emperor will be angry at most for two or three days and he will forgive you. Just now at the banquet, Mr. Fusu used the opportunity of a toast to intercede for you. If you really 'rehabilitate', you won't be able to move within three to five months." There was a hint of sarcasm in Fifteen's voice.

Hu Hai's face had faded from the innocence just now, he squinted his eyes slightly, showing a somewhat strange look under the reflection of the candlelight, only to hear Hu Hai say coldly: "Zhao Gao's reaction now is almost the same as I expected. , His ambition was not satisfied, and he began to harbor resentment. Now he regards me as a reasonable outlet for his ambition, and is about to use me as a stepping stone to enter the court, and wants to attack me. Hey, if I really It’s a child, maybe after pretending to be sick, seeing Emperor Shi Huang’s heart softened, he would be completely convinced by Zhao Gao’s words, and he would regard him as a life mentor, and he would listen to everything he said.”

Fifteen stepped forward and rubbed Hu Hai's face, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your hard work, you pretend to be good all day long, and you still have to get rid of these annoying guys without a trace, but fortunately, there are rewards for solving Ning Xing, so it's better to change this time." A set of swordsmanship? To save myself from studying so hard every day, I don’t think your body has this talent. By the way, what are you going to do next?”

Hu Hai stood up on the ground, rubbed his stiff knees, and put his legs crossed as a cushion—yes, even if Emperor Shihuang was angry, he didn’t forget to ask his servants to prepare a cushion for his legs when kneeling. The ancestral temple is necessary, do you only look at the emperor's favor? He stared at the cushion under his buttocks for a long time, and suddenly showed a very innocent smile.

"...What did you think?!! You laughed so cute just now!" Fifteen screamed, and instantly flew to a position far away from Hu Hai, his amber eyes were round and round, as if he was frightened by Hu Hai , Suishun is ready to escape.

Hu Hai scratched his face, and said a little shyly: "It's just the first time I found out that Emperor Shihuang is really a considerate and good father, and I feel a little proud of being a son of man."

Hu Hai blushed a little as he said that, but soon he remembered the tall and strong Hun man he met on the way back. The smile on his face disappeared completely, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered: "My life experience There is a problem, but this is not the most important issue at the moment. We should destroy Zhao Gao's plan first, and let the first emperor stay away from the eunuchs completely. The affair of the empress dowager Zhao Ji's derailment made the first emperor very angry, and he refused to give women any rights. Zhao Gao should be the next one to prove Father's narrow-mindedness."

Hu Hai laughed freely as he spoke, then covered his nose and sneezed, and then laughed even more freely.

Bitter tricks, huh?Then stage a bitter game and see who is the most able to benefit from it.

Hu Hai is not afraid of ruining his body, even if the doctor at this time is incapable of curing him, as long as he exchanges a pill from the system, he will be alive again later, but he is only wearing unlined clothes and kneeling alone in the unpopular ancestral temple when the spring snow is about to melt Staying overnight is still an unbearable thing for ordinary people.

Barely staying until dawn, Hu Hai was so cold that he lost consciousness.

Zhao Gao stood guard outside the door, listening to the anxious chirping of the white eagle in the door, pushed the door open with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, walked to Hu Hai's side lightly, stretched out his hand and waved away the white eagle generals surrounding Hu Hai who were unwilling to leave, and quickly Put on the robe and cloak for him neatly, and then, Zhao Gao's expression changed, he yelled in panic, turned around and ran out staggeringly.

"Come quickly and inform the king that Mr. Hu Hai has passed out!" Zhao Gao shouted sharply, causing the guards outside the door to immediately drive to Ying Zheng's bedroom to bring him the news.

"What?! Hu Hai fainted!"

At the same time, Yingzheng was in a good mood after destroying the forces of Yan State and Remnant Zhao. He is an energetic monarch. The generals in the army drank and enjoyed singing and dancing throughout the night. They did not expect that the banquet was over and they were preparing to chat with the eldest son about what they had gained from going out this time. He heard such news.

"Immediately call Xia Wuqie into the palace to treat Hu Hai! Let's quickly move Hu Hai back from the ancestral temple and send him back to your yard." After Ying Zheng gave a series of instructions, he took Fu Su to board the four-horse king's chariot and headed straight for him worriedly. Go to the ancestral temple.

The gate of the ancestral temple is still guarded by the confidant guards who usually guard the main hall of Xianyang Palace, but when Ying Zheng enters the gate, no one can be seen inside, only Zhao Gao is kneeling at the gate of the inner gate, and the outer robe on his body is missing.

Hearing the sound of chaotic footsteps, Zhao Gao immediately raised his head and looked towards the door. Seeing that it was Ying Zheng who was coming, he threw himself at Ying Zheng's feet and kowtowed vigorously. As entrusted by the king, he did not take good care of Mr. Huhai, and let him get hot at dawn, and now he is shaking all over his body, he can't wake up, he keeps shivering and crying for cold."

Fu Su frowned and looked at Zhao Gao, puzzled in his heart——Hu Hai spent the winter with him in the bitterly cold Yandi. Although it cannot be said that Hu Hai himself is cold-resistant, the cloak with sheepskin lining on his body is wrapped in My body never froze even at the coldest time in Yandi, why did Xianyang get hot after kneeling in the ancestral temple?

This matter is contrary to common sense, there must be something strange!