I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 21
Baitao breathed a sigh of relief when she walked out of the Palace of the Empress Dowager Huayang.

In the past, a rough man like Fan Yuqi had a vague evaluation of the Empress Dowager Huayang.

"It's not a fuel-efficient lamp at first glance."

It is conceivable how powerful the Empress Dowager Huayang is.

I don't know if it will work or not to praise brother Zheng just now.

You can’t tell if you’re unhappy, and you can’t tell if you’re unhappy.

Ordinary people are really hard to understand, especially seasoned mortals.

Baitao was so distressed that she scratched her hair, and looked up at the sky full of stars like a sea.

She watched them draw golden arcs of light in the faint blue night sky, and suddenly saw the dim yellow candle shadows on the side wall of the palace, and a person holding a lantern stood in the dimly lit place.

Extremely familiar.

Baitao's heart skipped a beat.

Immediately, she showed a smile, and jumped up and down on her lonely shadow, "Brother Zheng!"

Ying Zheng stood under the palace wall, covered with the moonlight on his back, looking cold and icy.

The moment the girl threw herself on him, everything melted away, and he lowered his head and said, "Grandma didn't do anything to you, did she?"

Baitao's eyes curved, "No, I just didn't expect you to pick me up. I feel a little happy."

"Really?"

"I really didn't lie to you. I even said a lot of good things about you to the empress dowager."

Baitao held his hand, her voice soft and warm.It seemed that misty rain like three springs was brewing, and it fell softly on people's faces.

"I also told the empress dowager about you in the snow mountain. She asked me if it was true or not, and I said of course it was true. I also said that you value love and righteousness."

Ying Zheng felt stunned.

Do you value love and righteousness?

The girl in front was still babbling: "I said you are very skilled and smart. I will always praise you to the Queen Mother..."

Ying Zheng's cold eye sockets and the corners of his lips were hidden in the dark, but his thoughts were full of the scene in Zhao Ji's palace.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Ji gave him a slap as soon as she shook her hands. It was the same hands, with thin and long nails, giving off a cold light.

Her eyes were like ice, cold and hard.

How could that be the look in the eyes of her son? What mother in the world would treat her own son like this.

"You are a wolf-hearted, cold-blooded and heartless thing. Your father is about to die. You are still thinking about scheming at this moment. You were scheming in Zhao State. You were scheming on Baitao, you were scheming on Baixian. Qin, you are still calculating."

"If you don't have a father! You are still plotting your success. How could I give birth to something like you? I wish I could strangle you to death."

The numbness on the cheeks reminded Ying Zheng of pain, and the palace walls on both sides were surrounded by drafts, like the breath of the dead passing by the ears of the living.

Unknowingly, Baitao had already walked ahead of him, she turned her head and saw that he was walking slowly, fixed her eyes on his cheeks, and said, "Just now I felt that your face is asymmetrical, but it's not easy to ask, now it looks like, really— —”

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Ying Zheng hugged her tightly. Although his handsome face was still green, it was crowded with three thousand Buddhas and one hundred thousand demons. Buddhas and demons were fiercely intertwined on his face.

He uttered words like a knife: "Others are right, too stubborn, too ambitious, rebellious and unruly, I am such a person."

So what about such a person.

So what if you are not filial or fraternal.

In the future, he will not only be the king of Qin, but also the king of the whole world.

He makes the rules, he issues the laws, and he writes the dignity.

Even if Youyou's mouths are like a flood, even if the gods send down punishment from heaven, they still dare to say no to him.

In the distance, the tulle-like Milky Way crosses the sky from overhead, and the surroundings are silent, only the fireflies fluctuate up and down.

Baitao felt that something was wrong with him, thought about it, hugged his thin waist, and comforted him: "Brother Zheng, are you okay?"

He restrained and let go of her, "It's okay, Taotao, let's go back."

"okay."

Baitao could only nod.

When I got to the gate of the hall, I saw Die Er holding a lantern in front of me and looking around.

Die'er is dressed up in a green dress with pink sleeves, which is the same color as Baitao's body.

She ignored Baitao and walked straight towards Yingzheng. Yingying said, "Your Highness, why did you come back so late? I'm so worried. I heard that Mrs. Han made things difficult for you. Are you okay?"

As she said that, Die Er looked Ying Zheng up and down.

Seeing the fingerprint marks on his face, Fen Die raised her eyebrows and said worriedly: "Your Highness, what's wrong with your face, whoever hit you, this servant will take ice to apply."

Ying Zheng didn't even give half of his eyes, and walked in leading Baitao.

Die Er followed a few steps, then seemed to think of other things, frowned and said to Bai Tao: "But, all the ice cubes in the palace have been used by the young master, Your Highness, what can you do with your injury? "

Baitao really didn't expect that she would get shot without saying a word.

"Presumptuous!" Ying Zheng scolded, "It's just a servant girl, dictating things here."

Die'er's face turned pale, she knelt down with a "putong", and said: "Your maidservant is a maidservant, that's right, but your maidservant is here to serve His Royal Highness under the order of the Empress Dowager."

"My maidservant's heart towards His Highness is always the same. For the past six months, I have never dared to make a mistake. This time, this time, my maidservant is not good. This maidservant is really worried about His Highness too much."

After finishing speaking, she knelt down on the ground, revealing a neck that was as white as fat, and her ears were dotted with delicate pearls.

This is not a servant girl, it looks like a daughter who came out of nowhere.

Baitao thought to herself.

The corner of Yingzheng's mouth curled into a cold smile, "There will be no next time, the next one will be the next one, drag it out and stick it to death."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Die'er's ears buzzed, and she almost thought she heard it wrong.

Until the servant pinched her wrist, making her feel the despair of being pinched by the neck, "Your Highness, Your Highness, this servant is really wrong, this servant is really afraid, and I will never dare again next time! Please, please forgive me!" A slave! Your Highness! Ahhhhh!"

The dull sound of the stick and the miserable scream of the woman came from the courtyard, one overriding the hoarse shouts.

In the end, it seemed that the mouth and nose were covered with sackcloth, and there was no more movement.

Bai Tao saw Ying Zheng's methods for the first time, and thought that he would be angry too. She always thought he had a good temper, very gentle and gentle...

The servants and maids stood in three or four rows, their faces were half green and half blue, their legs were shaking like chaff, as if they had a convulsion.

Only one of the burly servants lowered his eyebrows and his face was expressionless.

He is Zhao Gao.

Ying Zheng stood under the palace lantern on the eaves, and the light and shadow followed the sharp line of his jaw, along his neck, winding and undulating all the way to the collar trimmed with gold.

He said: "From now on, in the prince's mansion, there can only be two masters, that is, the prince and Baitao. If you dare to disrespect, disrespect, or disobey, no matter what the reason, you will be killed!"

"Yes! Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The maid of the palace had witnessed the death just now, so there was nothing else to say, so she was in a hurry to express her opinion.

The Yingzheng demonstration is over.

He took Baitao back to the house, the room was spacious, and there were two huts.

Baitao is fine, Yingzheng is already 13 years old, he is half-grown, he should sleep in a separate bed, but Baitao is afraid of being alone, so he insists on moving the bed into his room.

Ying Zheng himself knew about the defense of men and women, so he wanted to tell her about it.

But Baitao, the milk fox, couldn't stand it, with tears in his eyes, and the way he was rolling and rolling, maybe it was caused by a secret thought in his heart, and he was completely dependent on her.

After Baitao returned to the house, she called for water and went to the outhouse to wash up.

After she returned to the house, she saw Ying Zheng who had already washed up. Ying Zheng was studying the strategy of governing the country with the candle lamp. His hair was full of black hair, and it was scattered around his side. He looked heroic and delicate, which was really good-looking.

Baitao was wearing a loose nightgown, and ran over, "Is it the "Book of Shang Jun" taught by Uncle Lu during the day?"

"Yes."

"Why do I feel sleepy when I listen to it and watch it? Why don't you feel sleepy watching it during the day and at night."

Sitting beside her, Baitao yawned, "No wonder others say you're good at studying, and I'm not good at it."

Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "You think you look like you, go to bed early, I'll see."

"Ok."

Baitao just wanted to take a trip, but came over with her head drooping worriedly. Seeing this, Yingzheng said softly, "What's wrong with Taotao, do you want to study as hard as me?"

Baitao leaned over, held his face and said, "I think, I'm sorry for you, if I hadn't been greedy for cold and used up all the ice cubes, the finger marks on your face would have disappeared."

"What's this?"

Ying Zheng pinched her little face, "I'm not you, I can't be cold, I can't be hot, I can't be hot and I can't be frozen, if you don't want to make a fuss, if you want to go wild, there is no limit, only pets It takes coaxing to hear it, just this little injury, nothing happened when I woke up from sleep, not so delicate."

Baitao puffed up her face: "Why do you say that, I seem to be very worried."

With a smile in his eyes, he said, "Would you like to be worry-free?"

"Why are you like this."

Baitao snorted, "Confucius said, when you see a virtuous person, you think about it, and when you see an unvirtuous one, you introspect. You always compare yourself to me, and you don't need to reflect too much. Naturally, I don't worry about it."

"The left ear goes in, the right ear goes out, and what goes in is all nonsense."

"What nonsense? Wouldn't it be right upside down?"

"In my opinion, if Confucius has a student like you, he might be angry."

"With a student like me, it is not certain whether the Analects can be written or not."

"Hahaha!"

Only when facing Baitao, Ying Zheng will show his 13-year-old boyish side.

He hugged Baitao, who was about to come up and scream, in his arms, and said with a sneer, "Iron teeth and steel teeth, but the body is fleshy."

"What?" Baitao muttered.

Now she finally felt that he had become happier, and was tired after playing around for a while, and when he relaxed, he did not know when he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Baitao rolled a few times on the hutah.

Seeing that there was no one on the other side of the building, brother Zheng had already gone out to study.

She rubbed her eyes and shook the golden bell, and the maids who had been waiting outside filed in.

After yesterday's deterrence, they served 1 people with copper basins and hot water with all their heart.

After washing up, Baitao was about to go out to play around with a few young maids, when she bumped into Zhao Gao who was covered in dew.

Zhao Gao's face was stern, and he cried bitterly, "Back to my little master, King Qin has collapsed——"

King Qin collapsed.

Baitao's pupils were dull.

At this time, the wind neither blows nor shakes the trees, and the entire palace is shrouded in the vast dawn, as quiet as a stone-carved terracotta figurine.

Immediately afterwards, mourning shouts rang out one after another from all over the place.

(End of this chapter)