I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 20 Huayang Queen Mother
Looking forward to her return, the imposing Mrs. Han from South Korea brought her only son——

Cheng Jiao, who had knocked his chin and was bandaged by the imperial physician, but was still bleeding and had to cover it with a handkerchief, made a dazzling appearance on stage.

Mrs. Han's earrings flew up.

When she saw Ying Zichu on the floor, she pulled Cheng Jiao and knelt down with a "thump".

Qi Ran said: "My concubine and Jiao'er are here to meet the king."

Ying Zichu asked suspiciously, "Isn't it just now that I met Kekeke? Have you met the widow?"

Seeing Cheng Jiao with tears in his eyes and covering his mouth with a handkerchief, he paused, "What's going on?"

Madam Han's tears burst out like a waterfall in an instant, "My lord, you have to decide for me and Jiao'er."

"It doesn't matter if I suffer some bullying in this deep palace. After all, I'm just a wife. I just gritted my teeth and passed. But Cheng Jiao, Cheng Jiao is innocent. He is your youngest son, the queen mother's grandson. Your Majesty, you and the Empress Dowager are still here, yet someone has blatantly harmed Jiao’er, Your Majesty! Even if I risk my life today, I must seek justice for Jiao’er!”

Cheng Jiao also worked hard, crying loudly along with him, "Wooooooow, father, mother, father, woooooooo."

The mother was calling Mrs. Han, of course. As the queen, Zhao Ji's expression suddenly became alarmed.

When Ying Zichu saw his injured young son, he said distressedly, "Jiao'er, tell Wei father, how did you get hurt?"

"Father, he pushed me, he pushed me."

Cheng Jiao's eyes glistened with tears, his tone was immature, and his speech was vague, as if he wanted to express clearly what happened just now.

He pointed at Ying Zheng and said, "He just pushed my back with his hands, and I fell to my jaw, woo woo woo, father."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Mrs. Han also cried.

A mother and a son cried without stopping, not even hiccupping.

Ying Zichu's face was drooping, and he looked at his eldest son Ying Zheng, "Zheng'er, cough, cough, Mrs. Han's words are true, did you push the younger brother with your own hands?"

Ying Zhengli's figure is straight, although he has the figure of a young man, but the curve of his waist and back is very clear.

His Shen Ning was so different from Cheng Jiao who was only three years younger and kept crying.

"If you want to add a crime, you can't worry about it."

Ying Zichu's eyes flashed with appreciation, "Go out and kneel, and wait for Madam Han to forgive you and when will you get up."

With this order, Mrs. Han's complexion changed slightly, Cheng Jiao didn't understand, and looked at his mother while crying.

Zhao Ji didn't even know what the power was, she just knew that punishing Ying Zheng was punishing her, and it only made Mrs. Han's prestige stronger.

What's more, it would be biased to draw a conclusion on the matter of pushing the younger brother in a few words.

Zhao Ji said angrily, "Your Majesty, I know Zheng'er's nature, so I absolutely cannot do such a thing."

"Then I made a fair judgment mistake?"

Ying Zichu gambled back with one sentence, Zhao Ji was speechless.

His face softened, he patted her catkin, and said to Mrs. Han and Cheng Jiao who were kneeling below: "Take Cheng Jiao back, there is so much blood, cough cough cough, you must take good care of your wounds, don't come out to make trouble Walk."

Mrs. Han touched her head to the ground: "Yes, this concubine is following the orders of the king."

Ying Zheng also bowed, went out and knelt down, and Baitao followed closely after Brother Zheng went out.

In an instant, most of the people in the room were missing, and it became more spacious.

Ying Zichu held Zhao Ji's catkin and closed his eyes. Looking at him like this, Zhao Ji felt like falling off the edge of a cliff.

She could only shed tears sullenly.

Ying Zichu opened his eyes, and stretched out his fingertips to brush away her wet temple hair, "Don't worry, even if I'm gone, there is still Xiangbang, he is resourceful, has special talents, and he is dedicated to me. Useful."

"You are no match for the Empress Dowager Huayang, and you can't beat Mrs. Han either. The entanglements and grudges between the upper echelons have existed for a long time. You should always look to Xiangbang for advice and rely on him for everything. Cough, don't be arrogant."

Zhao Ji was speechless and just shook her head, "No, no, your Majesty, you live a long life."

"That's a lie."

Ying Zichu's tone was floating, "Ahem...the child who came in with Zheng'er just now is called Baitao."

Zhao Zheng wiped away his tears and said, "Yes."

"He is a lovable child, and Zheng'er also likes him, cough cough, he often comes to my bedroom to pay respects with white peaches, I can understand Zheng'er's intentions, cough cough cough."

Ying Zichu sighed, "You are just an orphan girl, and her elder brother's whereabouts are unknown in order to save the government. I'm afraid it's bad luck."

"You must regard her as your own, and take care of her a lot. This is what a widow can do."

"That child, my concubine also likes it."

Zhao Ji hastily comforted her, "Your Majesty, you are not feeling well. Now it is important to keep your body and rest. This concubine will definitely do it. You should rest."

Ying Zichu's eyelids moved and he closed his eyes again.

Baitao outside was kneeling with Ying Zhengpu.

A big sun like a fireball hung in the sky, and the ground was so hot that it was untenable.

Even the pot-bellied cricket hopped around as if on springs.

The vicious temperature makes people sweat profusely after standing outside for a while.

Holding a tung oil umbrella, Baitao propped up a shady place for the kneeling Yingzheng. Seeing the sun setting, she said, "Brother Zheng, why don't I get you a cushion, and you don't know what to do when you kneel like this?" When will Mrs. Han calm down, you are obviously wronged, how can King Qin be like this, he is so biased, hum."

Ying Zheng pursed his lips: "Mrs. Han's attack is better than Queen Huayang's attack."

He said softly, "Taotao, it's hot outside, you go back to escape from the shade."

"No."

Baitao shook her head, "You always think of me when you have good things. You are so kind to me. Now that you are going through hardships, I want to go through hardships with you. Otherwise, I will be a little heartless, and I will be ashamed when I think about it."

The corners of Ying Zheng's lips were pressed down, and he deliberately said with a straight face: "There is no peace outside the palace. If you don't play outside, you are going to suffer with me."

Baitao wanted to cover her head: "I won't listen, I won't listen."

Ying Zheng said again: "Then I just want to tell you, will you go?"

Baitao stomped her foot, "Don't go, at worst you can tell me what you mean, I just go in my left ear and out of my right ear, it's not like I've never heard of it before."

He couldn't laugh or cry: "You have such a temperament, you are lucky to have met me."

"What kind of temperament?" Baitao muttered.

Ying Zheng was about to answer when an old palace lady came by.

The old maid's sideburns were white, and there was a mole under her lips, which made her look bitter and mean.

Seeing Yingzheng kneeling and Baitao next to her, she said, "Mrs. Han has sent a letter saying that His Highness the Crown Prince can get up now. Your Highness the Crown Prince, the Queen is here to invite you. Please come with this old slave."

Yingzheng got up, but unexpectedly, he knelt down for a long time, his knees felt numb, stiff and numb.

He swayed a few times, Baitao supported him, and said like a little adult, "I want you to get up in such a hurry, now it's all right, don't go in one ear and out the other, just follow me."

He touched the two bulging bags on top of her head, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I won't follow you, Taotao, you go back first, the queen has something to do with me."

"Ok."

Baitao was obedient, nodded and looked at his back as he left.

After Yingzheng disappeared completely, she also left the palace gate, but unexpectedly, an old palace maid stopped her, "This is the little master Baitao, please, the Queen Mother Huayang."

Changle Palace.

Inside the pearls are the curtains, and the crystals are the lamps.

The gold cups and jade cups placed on the table were shining brightly under the candlelight.

The skirt of the Empress Dowager Huayang stretches across the ground, and the octagonal palace lanterns cast a dim yellow light on her, making her appear quiet, mysterious and inviolable.

When Baitao came in, the fox fur all over her body was smoothed out, "Baitao, a civil daughter, pays her respects to the Empress Dowager."

Her delicate and soft voice filled the hall, and the Empress Dowager Huayang, who was sitting on the mat, shifted her gaze to her.

The Empress Dowager Huayang touched the turquoise jewel and jade clasp on her chest and said, "Come up and sit down."

"No." Baitao stepped up the jade steps one by one, and sat opposite Mrs. Huayang.

The rich aroma hit, Baitao sat on the futon and saw several glasses of iced drinks placed on the long table.

Mrs. Huayang said: "I heard people say that the ice in your palace is in short supply, and you've run out of ice, right?"

This matter in the palace still cannot be hidden from Mrs. Huayang's eyeliner all over the place.

Baitao nodded, "Yes, but Uncle Lu said that he will send the ice tomorrow with privately owned ice. He is a very good man."

"After all, he was born as a merchant. As a prime minister, he cannot change his true nature as a merchant."

Mrs. Huayang smiled slightly, "Son, the old woman has ice drinks here, which are much better than Xiangbang's. What about you, do you want to drink or not?"

"Why don't you drink the Queen Mother's reward?"

Without hesitation, Baitao drank half of the Yuguang cup in her arms, and said with big eyes, "My lady's stuff is very delicious."

"it is good."

Mrs. Huayang smiled, "Good boy, it's a pity that the old lady doesn't have a son and a half daughter. If she had any, she should be as smart and lovable as you."

Baitao said: "Isn't there still brother Zheng? He is the eldest grandson of the empress dowager, and he is connected by blood."

Mrs. Huayang's eye lines from laughing suddenly smoothed out, "It's just the eldest grandson staying in a foreign country, how close can I get to the old woman, don't mention it."

"That's not true. Brother Zheng values ​​love and righteousness."

Baitao will tell about his experience of fleeing with Yingzheng, "Even if I was unconscious, he didn't abandon me. He was so powerful that he led me to escape from the icy and snowy mountains, and even pulled out the ambushes on the Qin-Zhao border. Spy."

"Spies and barbarians don't have horses, so they must die. Moreover, his martial arts are also very strong, and he can hit three with one punch."

Mrs. Huayang: "Oh? Is this really the case?"

"Yeah yeah."

Baitao dumped the good words into a basket, "It's just that the empress dowager and elder brother Zheng are not close to each other now, and this matter is actually inevitable."

"Brother Zheng is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. As long as he speaks out, he will be as filial to the Queen Mother as the king."

The girl talked eloquently, afraid that she would not believe it, and when she was in a hurry, she even gestured with her little hands.

"I told him about you, Empress Dowager, and he said that he admired and was grateful to his grandmother. If it weren't for his grandmother, he wouldn't be where he is today."

Mrs. Huayang rolled her eyes lightly: "It's hard for you to say all the good things for him, it's getting late, you go back."

Baitao didn't know if these words were effective, but it was better to say than not to say anything, she saluted solemnly, "Empress Dowager, Baitao resigns."

After the person left, a man appeared in the dark room next to him.

He is the younger brother of Mrs. Huayang, a nobleman of the Chu Kingdom, and Michen, Lord of Yangquan.

He is tall and tall, with character-splayed eyebrows and heavy forehead lines.

When he came out, his brows were drawn together into a "Chuan" character, his face was full of ravines, "Azi, did you just let her go back like this?"

Mrs. Huayang didn't look back: "What else?"

Mi Chen was in a hurry, "Didn't we agree, we blackmailed the orphan girl and forced her to accuse Ying Zheng that she was not born to the King of Qin, but the son of Zhao Ji and Lu Buwei."

"The state affairs are basically controlled by us, no matter whether it is true or false, no one can say no to it."

"At that time, Zhao Ji Yingzheng and Lu Buwei will all be implicated. Your Majesty is seriously ill and is in the process of changing the dynasty. Who doesn't care about the orthodox bloodline? Sister, you are confused!"

Mrs. Huayang: "Hmph, you promised, but the old lady didn't."

Her eyes gleamed with the insight honed in her court life, and her well-groomed hair was covered with hoarfrost, but her face was graceful and luxurious, and wind and frost could not corrode it.

"Confused but not confused, the old woman is getting older and sometimes a little confused, but the old woman will never forget that the old woman is the widow of the former king and the orthodox Empress Dowager Huayang of the Great Qin Dynasty!"

The hall was instantly quiet.

Mi Chen stood on the stone steps, looked at her and said, "However, if Yingzheng came to the throne, this son is surly and paranoid, with a strong temperament. He is very unusual for a young man. I am afraid it will be difficult to control, but Cheng Jiao is not. At my sister's knees, I can see that as a younger brother, he is just too young now, so he is a bit too much to take on, but we must give him a chance, right?"

"Sister, one wrong step and one wrong step. If Ying Zheng takes the throne, it will be too late in the future! There is no place for our surname Chu in Qin!"

Mrs. Huayang: "What's the use of being Cheng Jiao? The old woman watched him grow up. As a grandson, he is filial, but as a prince, it is much worse."

She continued to say coldly, "A beautiful jade is carved, and a man can only grow through suffering."

"Don't think that the old woman is deaf and blind. The old woman can clearly detect what kind of person Ying Zheng is."

"The orphan girl said just now that Yingzheng values ​​love and righteousness. Her words can be faked, and her eyes can't be pretended. The old woman is his grandmother, and you are his uncle, and it is a certainty." Things, in the future, even if our Chu family is no longer as brilliant as it was in the past, it will not be far behind!"

Mi Chen wanted to say again: "But in the end—"

"Hmph, don't think that the old woman doesn't know what you're thinking."

Mrs. Huayang interrupted him impatiently: "How big is the ability to do so much, how big is the head to wear such a hat, it is Xiangbang's talent that is superior to yours, are you jealous? Are you resentful?"

"You can't wait to destroy it and replace it. The old woman will tell you now, how you make a stumbling block is your business."

"However, the establishment of a crown prince is a matter for the ancestral temple and the country. You must not vent your personal anger against the overall situation!"

The secrets in Mi Chen's heart were exposed one after another, and he lowered his head in shame and angrily, "But, Xiangbang is really trying to hold back in the state of Qin, and he is too popular. The book seems to be called "Lu Shi Chunqiu"!"

"What are you in a hurry for? Most of those who take the lead have no good fruit to eat."

Mrs. Huayang stepped into the inner room, "Just wait and see, within ten years."

(End of this chapter)