Hu Hai

Fu Su was suspicious, looked at Zhao Gao with eyes that could not help but look a little more closely, and after a closer look, he found that Zhao Gao, who always looked at his father and king when he usually replied, was deeply buried at this time, and his eyes did not meet at all. Father and king intersect.

He guessed that Zhao Gao must have something to hide from his father, and couldn't help but step forward to separate the distance between Zhao Gao and Ying Zheng.

But Zhao Gao has served Yingzheng since he was a child, and his affection does not need to be ordinary people. Even if Yingzheng experienced Zhao Gao using his power to curry favor with Hu Hai and secretly let him out of the palace to play, Yingzheng not only stripped Zhao Gao of his existing rights, He just felt that this person was useless, but never thought that Zhao Gao would be unfaithful to him.

Therefore, upon hearing Zhao Gao's cry, Ying Zheng patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Take me in to see Hu Hai, you don't have to blame yourself too much."

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng strode into the temple, and he saw Hu Hai placed in a corner sheltered from the wind, with Zhao Gao's outer robe under his body. There was no sense of tranquility in his expression.

"Hu Hai, Hu Hai!" Ying Zheng picked Hu Hai up from the ground and called his name, hoping to wake up the youngest son, but as soon as his fingers touched Hu Hai's forehead, a deep wrinkle appeared between Ying Zheng's brows, and his face turned pale. Then it became gloomy, and cursed softly, "How could it be such a serious burn. Fusu, let's go back quickly."

After saying that, Ying Zheng strode out of the temple, never looking at Zhao Gao who was kneeling outside the house and kept blaming himself.

Fu Su respectfully kowtowed three times to the ancestral tablet, then got up and followed Ying Zheng's footsteps, when he boarded the car, he felt a malicious gaze, looked in that direction instantly, and unexpectedly knelt down Zhao Gao The figure on the ground is in the eyes.

Fusu couldn't help but frown.

"Fusu, hurry up, let's go back." Ying Zheng poked his head out of the king's chariot and urged anxiously.

Fusu remembered the malicious look received from Zhao Gao's direction in his heart, without saying anything more, he got into the carriage and sat down next to Ying Zheng.

He looked at Hu Hai writhing back and forth in pain, stretched out his hand to caress the boy's face distressedly, and whispered to Ying Zheng, "Father, let me hug Hu Hai."

Ying Zheng didn't want to push Fusu's palm away, and frowned, "Let the widow come. During the few years you were away in Xianyang, the widow took care of Hu Hai himself. Hu Hai can still be hugged by the widow."

"Father... um, dad, I feel bad..." Hu Hai opened his mouth, screaming pain intermittently in a hoarse voice, his palms were scratching at his sides, and he kept struggling.

Ying Zheng quickly grabbed his palm and held Hu Hai's small hands in his palms, fearing that he would scratch himself, he said anxiously: "Hu Hai, I'm here. I'll let Xia Wuqiu show you later, after taking the medicine It's not uncomfortable. Be good, don't move around."

Hu Hai frowned, tears flowed down his closed eyes, choked up in a low voice, but said vaguely: "I won't move, I want to be a good boy... no, don't make daddy angry... "

Ying Zheng's eyes turned red in an instant, he hugged Hu Hai and wiped his tears in a hurry, and kept shaking him with his hands, hoping to put him to sleep like he did when he was a child, but Ying Zheng's efforts obviously failed to pay off, Hu Hai still cried He made a fuss non-stop, grabbed Ying Zheng and cried and hiccupped, his face looked even redder!

"Father didn't blame you, Hu Hai." Fu Su Hu Hai said.

Ying Zheng seemed to be reminded and woke up completely. While patting Hu Hai's untouchable back, he said in a low voice, "Yes, I don't blame you now. Sleep for a while, be good. After taking the medicine, It won't hurt anymore."

Ying Zheng thought that Hu Hai would calm down a lot when he was relieved, but instead of calming down, he struggled even harder, shouting with a hoarse voice, "You lied to me! It's not Daddy! Zhao Gao said I didn't If I am seriously ill, Father will not see me... woo... I will be obedient, Zhao Gao, call Father over, I feel bad... woo, Father, I feel bad..."

Ying Zheng's originally anxious expression was immediately replaced by a monstrous anger, and he said through gritted teeth, "Zhao Gao? A child who dares to scare the widows even as a servant and lowly servant, who gave him the courage?!"

Fusu instantly recalled the look in Ying Zheng's eyes before he left with Hu Hai in his arms, and suddenly leaned forward, tearing off Hu Hai's cloak and robe with a sentence of "Forgive me, Father".

"Hu Hai is burning! What are you going to do!" Ying Zheng shouted angrily, not expecting the eldest son to untie Hu Hai's clothes.

Fusu held Hu Hai's calf, his palm rested on his knee, his eyes were frozen, and his voice was tinged with anger: "Zhao Gao made Hu Hai freeze all night, he didn't wear a robe or cloak at the ancestral temple before."

Ying Zheng followed Fusu's gaze, frowned and said, "What do you mean? When you kneel down, don't you have to lift your robe?"

Fu Su shook his head, touched Hu Hai's face with his distressed hands, and said guiltily: "Hu Hai always thinks that knees hurt when he kneels, and he never lifts up his robe. The cloak made for him is so cold, how could he get 'frostbite'? Zhao Gao! He took advantage of Hu Hai's fear to instigate him like this, what is this lowly slave going to do? Is he going to kill Hu Hai! How could he do it? To trick a child under the age of six into freezing all night with only his underwear on in such cold weather!"

Ying Zheng shook Hu Hai gently in his arms, but when Fu Su complained angrily, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, stopped his movements, and said slowly: "Zhao Gao is a distant relative of King Zhao, a nobleman of Zhao State, and his father is Lord Wu An in the long run." Those who returned from the war of peace."

Fusu couldn't help but stop his voice, he raised his head to meet Ying Zheng's thoughtful eyes, suddenly remembered the Hu people he met on the road, and said with some concealment: "When I came back with Hu Hai, I met a team The leader of the Weiguo merchants traveling back and forth between the Central Plains and beyond the Great Wall has mentioned to his ministers that Zhao Wangqian, who fled to the Huns, seems to be related to Wei Wangjia and Han Wangan, and intends to restore the country."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes, nodded, and said in a low voice, "That's right, the guards guarding Han Wang'an sent a message to the Guowei's Mansion. That old man is indeed involved with the middlemen sent by Wei and Chu."

The father and son looked at each other, and said in a hateful voice at the same time: "Zhao Gao——he is the intermediary sent by King Zhao to Xianyang City in the early years!"

The corners of Hu Hai's mouth, lying in Ying Zheng's arms, curled up slightly. He quickly put away the inappropriate smile on his face, and frowned in pain, adding fire to Ying Zheng's raging rage. He shouted: "I will listen to you in the future, I will do whatever you ask me to do—let me meet Dad!"

"Come here, arrest Zhao Gao and send him to Yunyang State Prison for torture. I want to know what he has done all these years!" The cry of the youngest son became the last straw that crushed Ying Zheng's trust in Zhao Gao. He couldn't bear to order.

A group of guards from the Qin army immediately rushed to the ancestral temple in accordance with Ying Zheng's order——Hu Hai didn't control the volume every time he yelled. A few words to slander Zhao Gao were clearly heard by the guards who followed Wang Che. No one would sympathize with his intentions. The servant who controls the prince of Qin.

Zhao Gao sat at the door with his legs crossed, staring at the Ying's Ancestral Temple lit by the fierce oil lamp, with an unquenchable smile on his face, he murmured to himself: "My lord, I, Zhao Gao, am loyal to you. But you don’t believe me; you say I’m good at learning, but you don’t send me to court. Hahaha, I lied to your son, but you believe everything! Stupid! Arrogant! You... King, Zhao Gao once you Loyalty!"

Zhao Gao covered his face, and suddenly let out a howl, but his voice of insulting Ying Zheng happened to be heard by the guards who came.

"Decree of the CRRC Mansion, go to Yunyang National Prison with the brothers. Your Majesty ordered you to open a room for a while." The guards who led the team had eyes full of anger, and their words were full of anger.

Zhao Gao froze, raised his head and looked at the guards who had surrounded him with sharp knives, the look of crying and laughter on his face hadn't subsided yet, when he was awake, his eyes widened, his expression was terrified, he stepped forward and kicked him. He picked up a guard, pulled out the long sword around his waist, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty clearly brought Mr. Huhai back to Xianyang Palace, why did you suddenly send you back?"

The rest of the guards met each other's eyes, and their expressions became a lot more serious. No one answered Zhao Gao's question, but directly formed a formation, surrounded Zhao Gao tightly, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Take him down!" The leading guard shouted, and without any hesitation, he drew his sword and stabbed directly.

Yingzheng is good at martial arts, and his kung fu is not weak. Zhao Gao, who has been with him since he was a child, also has a good kung fu. He is able to serve as the order of the CRRC mansion and command the three thousand guards of the CRRC mansion. Gao is proficient in driving and swordsmanship, and three or five ordinary soldiers cannot get close.

It's a pity that just as he knew Ying Zheng well, Ying Zheng knew his abilities clearly. Since he wanted to capture Zhao Gao alive, the number of guards he sent was enough to take Zhao Gao down safely.

After dozens of strokes, there was a muffled sound of "Boom!", and the crossbow arrow pierced through the air and pierced into Zhao Gao's right arm fiercely. The guards were pressed to the ground and tied tightly, unable to move.

"I want to see the king, I... um!" Before Zhao Gao could yell again, a ball of sackcloth had already been firmly stuffed into Zhao Gao's mouth, making him unable to yell loudly, only a muffled hum.

The guard of the team leader waved his hand, helped up the brother who was kicked to the ground by Zhao Gao and was still clutching his stomach, and said briskly, "Let's go, send him to prison, let's go back and return the king to life."

After Hu Hai screamed, he seemed to have passed out completely. Although he kept moving unsteadily in Ying Zheng's arms, he didn't yell again. He just wriggled back and forth in Ying Zheng's arms like a little puppy sleeping restlessly. .

Ying Zheng kept wiping the fine sweat off his forehead for him, and kept shaking Hu Hai with his arms around him, even though his arms were sore.

The Sima Wang chariot finally stopped at the gate of Fusu Courtyard. Ying Zheng didn't need anyone to help him, and directly covered Hu Hai's face with his sleeve robe, and carried him into the room.

Seeing Xia Wuqiu's figure, Ying Zheng directly put Hu Hai on the couch, pulled Xia Wuqiu hard, pressed him in front of Hu Hai, and said anxiously, "Show Hu Hai quickly."

Xia Wuqi had already been waiting here, and when he saw King Qin appearing with Mr. Hu Hai in his arms, he immediately stepped forward to look, hear, ask and testify, and his subordinates quickly wrote down the medicinal materials to be used, handed them to the palace servants, and carried them on his back He took out a rolled up cloth bag from the wooden box, knelt in front of Yingzheng and said in a low voice, "Forgive me, Mr. Huhai. I saw that he was convulsing. I'm afraid it's been a while since I boiled the medicine. The thermal effect is slow, and I'm afraid it's too late, so please ask your majesty to let me give you a needle to try."

Ying Zheng looked hesitant, but finally nodded and said: "Cure Hu Hai, I will reward you very much."

The implication is that if it can't be cured, if something happens, Xia Wuqiu will take care of it by himself.

Xia Wuqiu's hands trembled slightly, and then under the vicious eyes of Yingzheng and Fusu, he stabbed the acupuncture point on Hu Hai's fingertips steadily to let blood out. Drink medicine with Hu Hai.

But at this time, Hu Hai was "confused" and refused to accept discipline at all. He poured the strange and bitter medicinal juice on the bedding without any drop.

"My lord, it's time for the court meeting." Xin Ti, the servant newly transferred to Ying Zheng's side, reminded in a low voice.

Ying Zheng held Hu Hai's palm all the time, frowning, and when he heard Xin Ti's reminder, he said irritably, "The imperial court will end today."

Embarrassed on Xin Ti's face, Fu Su hugged Hu Hai into her arms, looked at Ying Zheng and said, "Today is a grand court every [-] days, please put the state affairs first - Hu Hai is mine." Brother, I will take good care of him."

Yingzheng looked at Fusu with unkind eyes. The equally stubborn father and son stared at each other and refused to give in. Xinti looked at the sky and couldn't help shaking her voice and said, "Your Majesty, if you don't leave, you won't be able to make it to the court meeting."

Ying Zheng finally let out a cold snort, lovingly touched Hu Hai's little face that had become haggard and sallow overnight, and finally turned and left.

Liang held the medicine bowl that had been boiled again, and said in embarrassment: "Young Master, this servant has no way to feed Master Hu Hai the medicine."

Fusu took the medicine bowl, pinched Hu Hai's jaw hard, and directly poured the medicine juice into it. He immediately threw away the medicine bowl, and hugged him vertically in his arms like Hu Hai did after taking milk when he was a child, patting him gently. Back, until Hu Hai hiccupped a little before letting him lie back on the couch and take care of him again.

The palace servants were changing the brocade handkerchief on Hu Hai back and forth, Liang suddenly said happily: "My lord, Mr. Hu Hai has lost his fever."

The gloomy look on Fusu's face that hadn't slept all night faded instantly, and the corners of his mouth curled up softly. He bent down and kissed Hu Hai's forehead, and said in a relaxed way, "God bless you, it's so kind."

Fifteen, who had been following Hu Hai in and out, let out a cheerful cry. Hu Hai, who was hugged by Fu Su, moved his eyes, opened them slowly, and called softly in a hoarse voice: "...Brother? Why am I back? "

Fusu smiled, turned over and lay beside him, and said wearily: "You are really disobedient, you deliberately made yourself sick with cold."

Hu Hai, who was still in a daze, widened his eyes for an instant, and suddenly stood up, hugging his dizzy head, and moaned: "How did you know? Where is Dad? Did he know too?! Zhao Gao lied to me, he Said no one would know!"

Fu Su was even more sure that everything was Zhao Gao's plan, but he gently tapped Hu Hai's little head, took him into his arms and said with a smile, "Father just left to attend the Great Court Meeting, in another hour's time He is coming back soon, think about how to confess to him."

"Brother QAQ, you must help me!" Without caring about anything else, Hu Hai tugged on Fusu's sleeve, insisting that he stay as a shield.