Hu Hai

Fu Su smiled and stretched out his hand, and immediately found that Hu Hai hooked himself with his little finger with a solemn expression, then held his thumb with the other hand, and pressed his own finger on it.

The tenderness in Fusu's eyes was even stronger, and he leaned over and kissed Hu Hai's forehead, and said a little wordy: "You are not allowed to kick the quilt, and there will be guards in the room. If you are bored, you can read a book to pass the time. No matter what you do, you just need to It’s in my study, you can take whatever you like.”

Hu Hai nodded, hugged his neck and kissed Fusu's face, and said obediently: "Brother, I will take a good rest, you and dad can go, there is still light, if the sun goes down, it will be even colder. "

"Really, you two, going out for a trip seems like Fusu is going on a long journey. You are so inseparable! Hey, I try my best to go early and return early, so don't say goodbye anymore." Xin Ti Ying Zheng, who was waiting for him and put on a cloak, turned his head and was about to tell Fu Su to leave when he happened to see this scene and couldn't help shaking his head.

His eyes were helpless but conniving, but the serious expression on his face softened a lot.

Whether as the king of Qin or as the father, Ying Zheng didn't like Fusu's resolute resistance to him, but when he looked back and saw the warm and childlike interaction between the eldest son and the youngest son, he couldn't bear it. I still feel that I am too narrow-minded.

How old is the son before he matures?How can I compare myself with a half-grown child?

Hu Hai picked out Fusu's embrace, ran barefoot in front of Ying Zheng, put his arms around his waist, smiled flatteringly, and then walked back and forth on Ying Zheng's lap like he was being comforted in the past After touching a few, he hurriedly said: "Father also needs to wear more clothes, go warm and come back warm, I will wait for you to have dinner in the palace."

Seeing Hu Hai, who was clearly a child, but acting like a grown-up, Ying Zheng couldn't keep his cold face any longer, hugged him into his arms and kissed him repeatedly, then said: "Okay, I'm already here Come back soon, if you are hungry, eat some snacks to fill your belly, don't wait for us to come back foolishly."

"Well, I see." Hu Hai nodded, waving a pair of small hands to bid farewell to Ying Zheng and Fu Su.

Boarding the four-horse king carriage, Ying Zheng couldn't help but look back at Hu Hai for a few times. Hu Hai seemed to immediately remember Ying Zheng and Fu Su's request to "not go out", and hurriedly retracted the foot that stepped on the door, and hid He poked his head behind the door and laughed dryly.

Ying Zheng sighed dotingly, waved to Hu Hai to let him go back to the house, and then said to Fu Su with some emotion: "Recently, the widow often feels that he doesn't care enough for other children? If only they could get closer to them when they were young Second, maybe they can also be intimate with the widow, and say what they have."

Fusu looked at Yingzheng's rare gentle expression, softened his voice, and replied softly: "Father has many things to worry about, and he can still clearly remember our age. He has found the best teacher for us to teach us since we were young. , Fusu has always felt that the father has done enough."

Both father and son have stubborn tempers, and it is rare for them to get along peacefully. Hearing Fusu's comfort, Yingzheng felt as comfortable as taking a bath in a hot spring. Naturally, with a little smile on his face, he said jokingly: " I think the widow treats you well, but the older you grow, the more you are against the widow? I don’t know who you look like with your soft exterior and tough interior.”

Fusu smiled calmly on his face, looked at Yingzheng sincerely and said: "Father, the achievements you have made can only be compared with the Duke Xiang who established the country, but this does not mean that you are a perfect person. To please you, I will deliberately say nice things to deceive you."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng patted Fusu on the shoulder with a look of relief in his eyes.

His son is a man of high moral character, and Ying Zheng is happy to see his success, and what Fusu said is not indifferent to Ying Zheng. He has recently realized that the more land Qin controls, the more he values ​​face and majesty. , I can't tolerate others questioning my decision.

But being hurt by his son twice in one day, Yingzheng still felt very awkward. He couldn't help but think: Maybe he should let Fusu go outside to practice for a few years, let him know the difficulty of being a monarch, so that Fusu can understand widows of hardships.

Such thoughts flashed through Ying Zheng's mind, and Wang Che had already brought them into Wang Jian's temporary residence in Xianyang City.

There are very few decorations in the mansion, the flowers and trees are sparse, and there are no rockeries and ponds that can be piled up. From this negligent decoration, it can be seen that the owner does not care about the residence.

Yingzheng's eyes turned around the entrance of the courtyard, and he had already taken in the entire courtyard's furnishings: the most conspicuous thing was the weapon rack next to the courtyard wall, which was filled with all kinds of weapons, including crossbows and spears, which were polished to glisten The lights are bright, making it easy for people to discover what weapons Wang Jian and his son are best at; followed by a row of small houses, many of which are locked, and only three rooms are simply opened, and the windows of the houses are all open. There are no servants.

This impoverished house is not at all commensurate with the military achievements Wang Jian and his son have built so far!

Wang Jian's father and son are not the Wu'an Lord Bai Qi back then. Although they have their own pride, they are not rebellious. Hearing the news of King Qin's visit, the father and son hurried out of the room during the short time when Ying Zheng looked around their residence. , stood outside the king's chariot with folded hands and said respectfully: "The last general welcomes the king in person."

Ying Zheng responded with a low voice, and was supported by Xin Ti to get off the king's car.

He glanced at Wang Jian, raised his finger to the room and said calmly, "I am here this time to ask the general for state affairs."

Wang Jian bowed his hands immediately and led Ying Zheng to the room, saying, "Please, Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng walked in the front as naturally as if he had returned to his own home. Wang Jian followed him with a wrong half step, and Fu Su and Wang Ben naturally followed the two fathers and walked slowly into the room.

Since Wang Ben was saved by Fusu, he has been very close to him. Seeing that King Qin, who had been tough before and seemed to be dissatisfied with his father, came to the house in person that night, he couldn't help but go to Fusu's side and beat him up. Several puzzled eyes.

Although Fusu guessed what his father was thinking about when he was reminded by him when he was talking to Hu Hai, he couldn't guess what was in Yingzheng's mind, so when he looked back at Wang Ben, he shook his head with the same puzzled look.

Wang Ben was worried for a while, and couldn't help but tighten his lips.

The king embraces the vastness of the world, and Wang Ben is not worried that the king will not tolerate his father, but Wang Ben has to worry about his father's future career. When dealing with military affairs, Wang Jian is a straight man who can say whatever he wants, and it is very easy to offend him. If the king asks him something again, but his father directly contradicts the king in a daze.I'm afraid it will have a great impact on my father's general career.

In particular, Mr. Fusu had informed him a few months ago that the king might be dissatisfied with his father's behavior, so Wang Ben couldn't calm down and wait for the king to speak.

"Your Majesty, please take your seat." Wang Jian politely bowed and bowed his hands, waiting for Ying Zheng to take the throne.

Ying Zheng reached out to grab Wang Jian's wrist, and directly pulled him to sit opposite him.

Before the astonishment flashed in Wang Jian's eyes, Ying Zheng kowtowed in front of him, stripped off the majesty of the king, and said apologetically, "General, please be respected by me. I don't think much about the battle of Chu." , It is my fault to have doubts about the general before the battle."

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then a look of relief appeared in his eyes.

He hastened to help Yingzheng up, and said repeatedly: "Your Majesty is worrying too much. The old man has watched His Majesty grow up, how can he not understand His Majesty's character? Even if Qin State can wipe out the three kingdoms of Han, Zhao, Yan and the existing group of military and political talents in the country one after another. The ability to plan is inseparable, but without the command of the king and the delegation of power to our generals, no matter what good strategy there is, it will be difficult to turn into a thunderbolt and directly strike the heads of the six countries. The old man did not say much today, but directly Taking the order to leave, it is precisely to understand the painstaking efforts of the king."

Ying Zheng has been in power for many years. Although he came to apologize to Wang Jian in person, it would be a lie if he didn't feel uneasy in his heart. Now that he was praised repeatedly by Wang Jian, he felt more at ease and his complexion became more relaxed.

After he paused for a moment, he simply no longer cared about his own face, and said truly: "The widow has just employed people properly and is good at accepting advice all these years, so I can't be praised by the general."

Wang Jian waved his hand, the expression on his face faded from the alienation of the monarch and his subjects, and became as close as he used to be when teaching Yingzheng martial arts. His voice was low and gentle, with a convincing calmness, and he said calmly: "Your Majesty can see the whole situation. , make the right decision in an instant, and have a keen sense of the treacherous changes in the battlefield, which is impossible for ordinary Mingzhu. Therefore, the king has made great achievements-but Chu State is different from other countries in the Central Plains. Since ancient times, the customs of the country have drifted outside the countries of the Central Plains, and all the power in their hands is in the hands of a few noble families, and there is a little..."

As Wang Jian spoke, he frowned deeply, his eyes were full of worry, and even his voice became much lower: "The state of Chu originated from the Jianghan mountains and rivers, and its entire land spans the south of the great river. It is dwarfed by comparison, but it has a fierce spirit that cannot be compared with the other five countries in the Central Plains. The commander committed suicide when he was defeated, and there are no traitors in the country. It is precisely because of the customs of the Chu country that this old man thinks that the Chu country should not be underestimated, and the king should treat it with caution."

Ying Zheng showed a look of comprehension. Seeing Wang Jian stop talking, he finally said, "Because Chu's military strength is claimed to be 60, the general repeatedly emphasized that we must pull out all the elite of our Great Qin to fight against it."

Wang Jian nodded with a smile when he heard what Ying Zheng said, and said with relief: "Although Chu State has always been despised by the princes just like my Great Qin, my Great Qin is actually poor and weak, but Qin State's illustrious military exploits for King Qin of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty are insignificant." People don't know, but Chu State is regarded as a barbarian, not a weak person. The Shandong countries don't like Chu people, but they just agree with the saying that "if they are not of my race, their hearts must be different". Because of this, Chu State has always been unwilling to The countries in the Central Plains moved closer together, following the old system—divided rule by the great clans.”

Ying Zheng showed a puzzled look, and said with a little puzzlement: "Since the big clans are divided and ruled, why can't I send envoys to divide the clans and break them one by one?"

Wang Jian laughed when he heard the words: "My lord, although all the big clans in the Chu state recognize the King of Chu as the 'king', they have always been self-sufficient and self-reliant among their own tribes. It is far inferior to the decree of the King of Chu to make them submit to my Great Qin. Easy, how can the various ethnic groups in Chu be willing to surrender?"

Ying Zheng finally fully understood what Wang Jian meant, his face was embarrassed, and he was speechless.