Hu Hai

The Empress Dowager Huayang is the aunt of King Qin Xiaowen, also the grandmother of Ying Zheng.

Although King Xiaowen was not descended from the Empress Dowager Huayang, if the Empress Dowager Huayang hadn’t chosen King Xiaowen among the many concubines, as King Xiaowen was neither famous nor the eldest son, he would never have sat on the crown prince and became a prince. The possibility of King Qin, and even the family of King Xiaowen who were hostages in Zhaodi at the beginning were very likely to be killed during the Battle of Handan to sacrifice the flag.

In other words, if the Empress Dowager Huayang hadn't contributed money and efforts to order Lu Buwei to rescue King Xiaowen's family, Ying Zheng would not only have no chance to become King Qin, but would have died directly in Zhaodi when he was young.

Ying Zheng was grateful for this grandmother who loved him but was not good at controlling power. When he suddenly heard the news of her death, he couldn't believe his ears for a while.

He stood on the spot, staring fiercely at the servant who barged in, narrowing his hawk eyes, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? You report it again!"

Ying Zheng exuded dragon prestige all over his body. How could the servant who had been serving the good-tempered Empress Dowager Huayang bear it? When he met Ying Zheng's eyes, he collapsed and lay down on the blue bricks, shaking his voice and whining: "My lord! Madam Huayang said that she was tired at noon, and the servants served the Queen Mother to rest, but they didn't expect that the Queen Mother was still awake at sunset, so the servants felt that something was wrong, and reached out their hands, and found that the Queen Mother's limbs were cold and she was not breathing. "

The servant called "Mrs. Huayang", which shows that Yingzheng was an old man who had been with the Empress Dowager Huayang before he took the throne. When he reported to Yingzheng, his eyes were covered with tears, and when he looked up again, tears were streaming down his face.

The servant knew that his appearance had stained the king's eyes, so he hurriedly wiped away his nose and tears with his sleeves, and said with a sob: "The Empress Dowager Huayang has always been in good health, and this is not the end of the year or midsummer, which is easy to age. None of them thought that the Empress Dowager would leave. After the incident happened, they had no choice but to take the seal of the Empress Dowager and rush from the Ba Palace to report to the King. Your Majesty, the slave is guilty, please let the slave be buried for the Empress!"

After Ying Zheng heard the old slave's cry, Gao Dawei'an's body couldn't help shaking for a while, he took half a step back and almost fell to the ground, his eyes lost their sharp light, leaving only blankness and pain.

For a while, the courtyard was silent, and even the cheerfully chirping birds lost their sound.

"Father, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Does the empress dowager's body...?" Fusu suggested in a calm voice, but when he listened carefully, there was a hint of tremor.

His eyes were also a little red. Mrs. Huayang had no children all her life, and when she was old and lonely, Fusu was born. Therefore, facing Fusu, who is a great grandson, doting and loving, she wished to share the best with Fusu .

In addition, Fusu's mother, Zheng Ji, was very young when she gave birth, and her hands and feet were in a hurry. If it hadn't been for the Empress Dowager Huayang to take care of them, both mother and child would not be as healthy as they are now. He was sent to the Empress Dowager Huayang, and the friendship between grandparents and grandchildren was profound.

In the previous life, when the Empress Dowager Huayang passed away, Fu Suzheng offended Yingzheng because he refused to study "Book of Han Feizi" with all his heart, and was forced to punish him in the Taimiao Temple. As a result, he missed the funeral of Empress Huayang and could not come in person; Her great-grandmother passed away, even though Fusu tried her best to calm down, her heart was still shaking.

"Yes..." Ying Zheng's voice was a little dazed and low, "The corpse is frozen in ice, and it will be buried on an auspicious day."

After finishing speaking, Yingzheng stepped forward and left, leaving the servant and Fusu who had come to report him at the same place, and went straight to Bagong.

The servant looked around, gritted his teeth and caught up, but Fusu stood there without moving.

After a while, he finally regained his composure and raised his hand to cover his eyes. After taking a deep breath, he looked at his servant and ordered, "Send an order to all the palaces that the Empress Dowager Huayang is dead, and ask them to remove the colorful decorations and quickly go to Ba Palace to serve as the Empress Dowager." Wake up."

After explaining what Ying Zheng had forgotten, Fu Su shuffled back to the couch and placed Hu Hai in his arms.

The maid hurriedly went to the room to fetch the white linen clothes, and helped Fusu to change them. Fusu raised his arm and asked the servant to dress him in mourning, but his eyes fell on the unconscious baby. He frowned and couldn't help but carefully Confession: "Just replace Hu Hai's swaddling clothes with light-colored brocade silk. He is too young, and the linen cloth is easy to abrade his skin."

"Yes, eldest son." The nurse Tao knelt beside the couch and answered Fusu's order in a low voice, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

If something happened to Mr. Hu Hai during the mourning period, the ones who would be held accountable would definitely be their servants. Who would care if the baby's tender skin could withstand the friction of the sackcloth?

After quickly explaining everything, Fusu kissed Hu Hai on the big and clean forehead and left quickly to Bagong.

Seeing Fusu's figure go away, Hu Hai opened his eyes and looked at the little thing crowded beside him, and said in a low voice, "Master Fusu seems a little... sad?"

"Why, does it hurt?" Little Thing said nonchalantly, "He's not cold-hearted enough, if you want to train him to be a king, you still have to grind."

Hu Hai rolled his eyes and said disapprovingly: "0815, you are prejudiced against Mr. Fusu, I think he is very good like this."

As soon as the voice stopped, Hu Hai turned his face to the side and muttered in a low voice: "Besides, treating the task target kindly is the basic clause, and I should feel sorry for Fusu."

The carriage was busy, and Fusu sat in the carriage with a serious face, his lips were tightly closed, a wrinkle was drawn between his brows, and his thoughts were wandering.

Although the death of the Empress Dowager Huayang was beyond everyone's expectations, she was already old, so it was common sense that this happened, but I have to say that the time of the Empress Dowager Huayang's death was too unfortunate!

After the destruction of Korea, the father had not yet rewarded the soldiers for their meritorious service, and he had not had time to think carefully about how to deal with the Korean elders in the court. At this time, it was time to be busy with the post-war disposal, but when the Queen Mother Huayang left, everyone had no choice but to Do not let go of the celebration of victory first, and wear mourning for Mrs. Huayang—although this is common sense, but when the Empress Dowager Huayang is mourning, do you still expect the whole country to celebrate Daqin's achievements in destroying South Korea?

If I can think of these things, I am afraid that the things that need to be considered will be more complicated after my father calms down, and I will definitely have a headache.

Remembering that his father had to deal with the state affairs with grief, Fu Su paused, couldn't help but take out the brocade silk and a masked pen from the hidden compartment of the carriage, and wrote down the things he could think of, so as to relieve his father's worries in the future .

"Hush!!" The coachman uttered a long call, and the galloping horse slowly stopped with a long cry.

Fusu got out of the car, and before entering the car, he heard the heart-piercing cries of the women in the harem who came to cry, mixed with shouting and mournful sobs, Fusu recognized that the sound like a cuckoo crying blood was his own Mother Zheng Ji.

"Mother." Fu Su quickly stepped inside and hugged Zheng Ji, who was lying on the ground with crying eyes like rotten peaches, and embraced her slender body in his arms.

Now that Zheng Ji had a reliance, she couldn't stop crying even more. She tugged on Fusu's clothes and babbled about the kindness that the Empress Dowager Huayang had shown to their mother and child all these years.

Fusu patted his mother's thin back lightly, and comforted softly: "Mother's day is sad, the Empress Dowager Huayang is in the spirit of heaven, and she definitely doesn't want to see her so sad. Mother put away her tears and rest for a while, waiting for the father to come to preside over the overall situation."

Zheng Ji was originally a weak and sentimental woman, she was devastated by sudden changes, but she immediately found the backbone after having her son's instructions, she quickly wiped away her tears and sat aside along Fusu's arm, weeping quietly waiting for Yingzheng to come Come to preside over the funeral of Empress Dowager Huayang.

"Mother, drink some water." Fusu looked at Zheng Ji's chapped lips and couldn't help but ordered the waiter to bring warm water, and thoughtfully served her to sip.

At this time, a figure cautiously squeezed beside Fusu, hesitant to speak, and extremely hesitant. Fusu turned his head to look, and a gorgeous and beautiful face appeared in his vision.

It turned out to be Hu Ji!

Hu Ji upheld the forthright temperament of women outside the Great Wall, and had no feelings for Mrs. Huayang, so she naturally didn't show any mourning emotion on her face, but when she saw Fu Su rushing over to her, she smiled a little flatteringly and cautiously, and hurriedly spoke : "How is Hu Hai? I haven't seen him for a few days. I wanted to find you to meet Hu Hai, but I didn't expect the servant to tell me that concubines in the harem are not allowed to enter the place where young masters live."

Fusu had nothing to do with this pair of mother and child who both love to act recklessly, and could only say calmly: "Hu Hai is living well in my room, and his wet nurse is also dedicated to serving him. His jaundice and bright complexion has faded away. Gradually, I can see people clearly. Hu Ji doesn’t need to worry about Hu Hai.”

Although there was Fusu's guarantee, Hu Ji still had a worried look on her face, and she seemed extremely worried.

Fusu looked at Hu Ji patiently, knowing that this woman from outside the Great Wall had never been able to adapt to the harem.

Sure enough, after a short time, Hu Ji couldn't help asking again: "Hu Hai, is he eating well? Is he crying? Can he fall asleep without someone hugging him? I... If I miss him, can I go and see him?" Look at Hu Hai?"

Fu Su said in a good-tempered manner: "As long as Hu Hai is hugged by someone, he doesn't make a fuss. He eats on time every two hours. When he's full, he either opens his eyes and looks around, or falls asleep with his mouth pouted. Very flattering. But, Hu Ji, as a concubine of my father's harem, you shouldn't enter my courtyard, you understand why, don't get entangled with it."

The Hu people outside the Great Wall reached adulthood earlier than the Central Plains people, and Hu Ji immediately understood the meaning of Fu Su, but even if she couldn't see her son, as long as she thought of him being healthy and safe now, Hu Ji couldn't help but put on a motherly smile on her face.

Seeing the expression on her face, Fu Su frowned, and warned: "Hu Ji should be sad and not hurt after the death of Empress Dowager Huayang, and don't talk and laugh."

With her own child in Fusu's hands, even though Hu Ji was impatient with the red tape of the Central Plains, she immediately accepted Fusu's suggestion, quickly put away the inappropriate expression on her face, lowered her face and thanked her in a low voice: "Thank you for reminding me, eldest son, Hu Ji Disturbing the eldest son."

After finishing speaking, Orchid left quietly.

Zheng Ji has always been lived in seclusion in the harem, a little girl who can only care about love, she doesn't know anything about the affairs of the previous dynasty, and she is not interested in inquiring about it. With a surprised look, he asked Fusu: "Isn't Mr. Hu Hai the king's No. 20 second son? How did you bring him to your side?"

Fu Su looked at Zheng Ji smiling without saying a word, Zheng Ji's face was embarrassing, and after a while she took the initiative to say: "You can take him to your side, the king hasn't come to my palace for a long time, I heard that the previous one After many months, I like to go to Orchid's room."

"Mother, please be careful with your words." Fusu reminded, and then gently patted the back of Zheng Ji's hand, soothing in a low voice, "Father is busy with important matters these days, mother doesn't need to think about it."

Zheng Ji nodded, smoothed Fusu's lapel, and said softly with gentle eyes: "I see, you should also pay attention to your health. Only when you and your father are healthy can I live well. Hey, I am still a child. It is necessary to take extra care of the baby, Fusu must rest more on weekdays, and don't always be demanding on yourself for the king's request."

Fu Su nodded, took Zheng Ji's arm and went back to the coffin of the Empress Dowager Huayang and knelt down. Not long after, he heard the servant outside the door shouting loudly: "The king is here——!"

Fusu led the crowd to stand up and bow down to Ying Zheng. He glanced over and noticed that Ying Zheng had returned to his usual stern expression. The panic in his courtyard seemed to have never occurred. In fact, his eyes became more majestic and cold.

The majesty of the emperor around Yingzheng forced so many concubines in the harem that no one dared to look up. He glanced across the palace, nodded in satisfaction when he saw the order, and happened to meet Fusu's raised gaze.

Yingzheng walked up to Fusu, put his hand on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, you are worthy of being the eldest son of Qin Zheng! You really are calm!"

Immediately, Ying Zheng looked around and said angrily, "Where are your brothers?!"