Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 18 The son and the minister will share the bed with the father
Although Hu Hai was domineering and domineering in the palace, he always had a silly smile in front of Ying Zheng.

No matter how Ying Zheng reprimanded and belittled him, he still looked like a child.

This also made Ying Zheng favor him a lot.

But recently, for some reason, Hu Hai can clearly feel that Ying Zheng's love for him has decreased.

Seeing that Ying Zheng turned around and walked towards the carriage, he still had a childish smile on his face and said, "Father, my son is not convinced."

"Ok?"

Ying Zheng paused, then turned around and asked, "What are you dissatisfied with?"

Hu Hai said bluntly: "It's fine for the emperor to say that my son is not as good as my eldest brother, but I don't agree with my son who said that my son is not as good as the nineteenth brother."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng was both angry and happy, but seeing Hu Hai's silly smiling face, he couldn't help being happy.

"Then tell me, what are your strengths?"

"The nineteenth brother doesn't like to study. He spends all day playing with eagles in the palace. My son studies laws and regulations. Even the elder brother can't compare to him."

"Oh?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Then tell me, what is the crime for slandering the king?"

"Of course it is a capital crime, and it must be severely punished. It is best to kill them all!"

"It seems that you have heard a little about Confucian scholars."

Hu Hai: "I have always cared about my father's matter, so I asked my teacher for advice."

"teacher?"

Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, then burst out laughing; "Haha, Zhao Gao taught me a good son!"

Seeing that Ying Zheng's mood suddenly improved, Hu Hai cupped his hands and said: "Father, the sons and ministers are almost full. I have something to ask, and I hope the father will agree."

Ying Zheng restrained his laughter and said with a smile, "Your boy, do you have any requests? Tell me, what do you want?"

"Father, my son wants to share the bed with you, no no no, ride and share the bed, and study political affairs!
Hu Hai used to ask for gadgets, so Ying Zheng didn't take it seriously.

But as soon as Hu Hai's words fell, he couldn't help laughing loudly: "Hahaha, you kid is talking nonsense, you should be hit!"

"Father, Son"

Hu Hai blushed, a little aggrieved.

Ying Zheng stroked his hair with a smile, and said fondly, "Stop pretending to be prudish, kid. If you want to ride in the emperor's carriage, just tell me, what political affairs are you studying?"

Hu Hai explained with a mournful face: "Father, it was just a slip of the tongue... My son really wants to study political affairs and share his worries for Father."

"Okay, if you want to ride with the father, come on!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand.

Hu Hai jumped up and down excitedly, then ran to his carriage, packed up and saluted.

Ying Zheng looked at his back and laughed, and cursed secretly: "You stupid boy, what's the use of studying politics."

As soon as he finished cursing, he saw Meng Yi and Li Si walking towards him, then restrained his smile, and asked lightly, "What happened?"

Li Si took the lead in cupping his hands and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Ren Xiao sent a secret guard saying that the various ethnic groups in South Vietnam have stabilized, and asked to relocate a million people from Guanzhong to South Vietnam to separate and integrate the various ethnic groups."

Ying Zheng was startled: "Why do you have to relocate so many people?"

He originally planned to attack the Huns in the north next year, but now that millions of Guanzhong people are relocated, the source of troops will be a big problem.

Meng Yi stepped forward and explained: "Your Majesty, although there have been few riots among the various ethnic groups in South Vietnam, they are still closely related. If we don't divide and integrate the various ethnic groups, I'm afraid there will be disasters in a few years!"

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered the old Qin people who died on the South Vietnam battlefield a few years ago. If there is another disaster in South Vietnam, more old Qin people will die.

This is what he doesn't want to see.

After pondering for a while, Ying Zheng finally decided to put aside the plan in his heart, and said helplessly: "Just follow Ren Xiao's method."

"Your Majesty is holy!"*2
"Okay, let's all go down, I want to be alone for a while."

Meng Yi and Li Si looked at each other when they heard the words, and then promised to retreat.

Ying Zheng, with his hands behind his back, looked into the distance with blurred eyes, thoughtful.

at the same time.

Zhao Gao and Hu Hai were whispering in the carriage.

Hu Hai: "Teacher, my father has promised me to go to his carriage."

Zhao Gao: "The son is talented and intelligent, and is deeply loved by His Majesty. Now sharing the same bed together will help strengthen the relationship between father and son!"

Hu Hai raised his chin triumphantly, and said with a smile: "When it comes to father's favor, my eldest brother can't compare to me, let alone that kid Zhao Kun."

"Don't be arrogant, son, you should be careful."

Zhao Gao bowed to persuade him.

Hu Hai looked puzzled: "Why?"

Zhao Gao cupped his hands and said, "A few days ago, you should know about Fusu being demoted to Jiuyuan, but Zhao Kun is even more daring than Fusu's behavior, it can even be said to be outrageous..."

"How do you think His Majesty treated him?"

Hu Hai shook his head blankly.

Zhao Gao took a deep look at him: "Your Majesty not only did not punish him, but instead sent him to Pinyang to visit Tong Wuhou."

"This……"

Hu Hai was taken aback for a moment, and thoughtfully said: "No wonder I haven't seen anyone else in the palace recently, so I went to Pinyang."

"Yes, he left the palace early that morning."

"The teacher means that Zhao Kun will become my strong enemy?"

Zhao Gao shook his head: "I can't see it now, but it's not a bad thing to be cautious."

When Hu Hai heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately grabbed Zhao Gao's sleeve to please him, and said anxiously, "Teacher, you must help me!"

For Ying Zheng, Zhao Gao is a hunting dog and a servant.

But for Hu Hai, he is a teacher and a relative who can be trusted.

So when encountering anything, Hu Hai immediately handed it over to Zhao Gaolai for arrangement.

And Zhao Gao also enjoyed this feeling very much.

"Don't worry, my lord. Your Majesty's health is getting worse day by day. Fusu has just left the country and will not be able to return in a short time. As long as we take care of him carefully, there will be no chance."

Hu Hai bowed and said: "Everything is up to the teacher."

"All right."

Zhao Gao patted Hu Hai on the shoulder, signaling him to feel at ease, and then said: "Your Majesty will visit Tong Wuhou tomorrow, you'd better find an opportunity to express yourself, maybe he can say something nice for you."

"Isn't Tong Wuhou dead? His words are useful?"

Hu Hai looked puzzled.

"Although Your Majesty is close to Meng Yi, Li Si and others, he attaches great importance to Wang Ben's words."

Zhao Gao patiently explained: "A few years ago, the censors had investigated Wang Jian, Meng Yi, Li Si, Yao Jia and others, and found many problems; but they didn't mention anything about Wang Ben."

"You know why?"

"Also ask the teacher to clarify."

Zhao Gao nodded and said, "Although Wang Ben is a man of few words, he is rarely confused, so His Majesty knows everything about him. Even the dispute with Wang Jian, His Majesty never hid it from him."

"what?"

Hu Hai was startled: "Then if Zhao Kun saved him, wouldn't he get his help?"

"As far as I know, Wang Ben's illness is so serious that even the imperial doctor is helpless, let alone Zhao Kun, who has no medical skills."

Hearing this, Hu Hai breathed a sigh of relief, and his gaze became firm: "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely show myself well in front of Tong Wuhou and Father Emperor."

Zhao Gao smiled slightly, and then reminded in a low voice: "Go, Your Majesty is still waiting for you."

"Thank you, teacher."

Hu Hai happily got off the carriage.

But Zhao Gao looked around as if nothing had happened, and found that there was no suspicious person, so he took out a silk cloth from his cuff and examined it carefully.

I saw that the text above recorded Zhao Kun's every move in Pinyang, ranging from personnel transfers to food and drink.

It's no small matter.

"You are more damned than your mother!"

After Zhao Gao read the message on the silk cloth, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, then threw the silk cloth into the candlestick and got out of the carriage.

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