I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 26 The Iron Horse Under the Eaves
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Gong Ziying didn't know whether to believe it or not, and said with emotion: "He is really an extraordinary person."

Baitao also nodded silently in her heart.

Of course, they are not human.

The official ship was approaching, the torches on it were soaring into the sky, and the reflection on the water had a taste of the flowing water of the imperial ditch.

Gong Ziying looked at the sailing boat that was gradually approaching the shore, and waved her hand, "Grand Ziying, Baitao is here!"

The officers and soldiers above whispered to each other.

"Quick, slow the boat, steady the rudder, dock!"

"Yes!"

Anchor chain thrown.

Seeing that they had finally found their whereabouts after searching for most of the night, the two officers and soldiers heaved a sigh of relief and went into the cabin to report to King Qin.

They bowed their heads and knelt down and said, "Report to Your Majesty, Miss Baitao and Gongziying have been found, there are no injuries on their bodies, and they are now boarding the cabin!"

Under the oil lamp, Ying Zheng was flipping through the bamboo slips. It was said that his face was cold and his eyes were deep. He was 19 years old, but he was neither showy nor dewy.

"go out!"

The officers and soldiers looked at each other, a little puzzled.

It seems that your majesty doesn't care about Miss Baitao, but why did you send two official ships and three thousand officers and soldiers to search for them overnight?
But as a subordinate, it is not easy to speculate on the king's will, so he can only hand in his hand, "Yes!"

Just as they were about to go out, Ying Zheng sat up suddenly.

His straight and straight eyebrows flying obliquely, and his narrow and sharp black eyes, when he sat up like this, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, his tall and tall figure of eight feet and six inches, stood like a proud falcon standing on top of thousands of feet, with extraordinary momentum.

"Go and see."

The two officers and soldiers froze in their footsteps, thinking to themselves that they were lucky to be walking slowly.

The moon is bright and the stars are thin outside, the Weishui in the evening is like a mirror, more like the Milky Way in the sky rushing away, the mast on the official ship turned around.

When Baitao and Gongziying stepped on the board, they looked left and right and saw no figure of Brother Zheng, and thought that it was impossible that he was not there, so they called an officer and asked, "Where is your lord?"

The officers and soldiers haven't answered yet.

Gong Ziying's voice was as gentle as jade, "Miss Baitao, why is your lord here? Your lord is diligent in government affairs and takes care of all kinds of opportunities every day. Maybe he is reviewing official documents and memorials in Xianyang right now."

The officers and soldiers said: "Your Majesty is in the cabin, I'm afraid you don't know what time it is, there is still an hour and a half, and it will be dawn."

this late?

Baitao's heart skipped a beat, remembering that not long ago she had sworn to her elder brother Chaozheng that she would never go back so late, and now not only was she late, she was delayed until almost dawn.

It's over.

She lifted the hem of her skirt and ran in quickly.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into a tall figure head-on, and a familiar aura rushed over his face. It was faint, deep, aggressive and domineering.

She rubbed her nose, took a step back, looked up at Ying Zheng's handsome face that seemed to be dripping thick ink, and said bluntly, "Brother Zhengzheng."

Ying Zheng's thin lips were pressed into a line.

If you know you are wrong, you will show your kindness. If you are not caught in the wrong place, picking up and shaking is all rebellious.

"It's so late, you still know to come back?"

Baitao: Didn't you pick me up?
Even though it was such a truth, Baitao knew that she didn't want to say it. She tugged at his sleeve, "Of course I know I'm back. If I don't come back, where else would I go?"

Ying Zheng looked down at her. The girl's eyelashes curled up and the tails of her eyes were slightly raised. She was wearing a thin and fragile dress with a golden butterfly. He stood in front of her, completely covering his shadow.

This is also ironic.

He lowered his voice a bit, as if the snow had melted, "I'll talk about it when I go back to the palace."

Baitao breathed a sigh of relief.

Gong Ziying said at the right time from behind: "Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with Miss Baitao. I invited Miss Baitao to swim in the lake. I couldn't stand still and fell into the river. Miss Baitao sacrificed her life to save her, which led to the delay. I am willing to take responsibility for everything."

As he spoke, he lifted the hem of his clothes, lowered his head and knelt on the board of the boat.

Because of kneeling on the ground, he completely missed Jun Shang's frozen expression at that moment.

Baitao moved her ears, seeing that the situation was not good, she grabbed Ying Zheng's hand and walked into the cabin, "I was wrong, listen to me first, don't get angry easily."

"Not angry." Ying Zheng ignored Gong Ziying and strode into the cabin.

He sat down and picked up a bamboo slip, propped his leg with one hand, his eyes were dark and deep, as if the bottom of an ancient well could not be seen.

"Are you really not angry?"

He lowered his eyes, turned over the bamboo piece: "No."

"You still said no." Baitao pulled out the bamboo slip from his hand, and changed the direction, "You took this bamboo slip upside down, do you like to look at it upside down?"

Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips, got up and left.

Knowing that he was holding back a lot of anger, Baitao immediately stopped him with her arms around his waist, "It's really wrong, don't ignore me."

"What was the last time you swore?"

Last time
Baitao thought for a while, and said: "I said that if I can't find anyone when I return late, I will be struck by lightning."

"Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--"

Just finished speaking, the muffled thunder rolling in the sky was like rolling on the roof of a ship, followed by a crackling sound as if the sky had collapsed and fell on the deck of the ship.

Baitao: "."

God is really not giving face.

Ying Zheng covered her ears, and covered her small face in his arms, "Don't swear so strongly."

Baitao said sullenly: "At that time, I really didn't expect to break my promise."

"You didn't take it to heart." Ying Zheng pulled a fur-edged coat she often wore from the side and put it on her body, "The spring is cold, so you came here to take a boat trip to the lake with Young Master Ying."

"The spies of Han and Zhao are ready to move on the border of Qin State. If you fall into the hands of spies from other countries." He pursed his lips tightly, "Young Master Ying fell into the lake, and you will not come to rescue him."

While listening to his lecture, Baitao nodded solemnly, "If you can save it, you can save it, you can really save it, and you won't dare to do it again next time. I promise, it's really 1 guarantees."

Ying Zheng knew he was pouring water again.

But for her, for myself.Whether it's planning for the court or governing the country, she is the weakness of her own helplessness.

He had no choice but to pat her on the back, "It's been a day of playing around, let's rest."

Baitao also felt sleepy, but she was wrapped in his warm breath, her whole body was exhausted, and she hummed: "I can't walk anymore, I need to hug."

Ying Zheng put his hands on her exquisite waist and hugged her like a child, not shying away from the officers and soldiers around him with their heads bowed, as well as the son and baby who knelt on the ground and dared not get up when they got out of the hatch.

Gongziying looked at the girl on him, and understood everything in an instant.

The sourness and bitterness filled his chest, like bursting juice, he prostrated himself on the ground and said, "Long live the king, long live, long live, long live."

The green hills in the distance are rolling and rolling, wet by the rain, which is the dark ink color falling on the rice paper.

Xiao Xiao Chunyu shook the iron horse under the eaves, and it was cold.

Ying Zheng straightened his nose and thin lips, with a stern arc between his lips, holding the sleepy Baitao in his arms, followed by some servants, making the sound of prudent footsteps in the silent Qin Palace.

In the rainy curtain, a burly servant walked out in front of him, he was Zhao Gao.

Seeing the returned King Qin, Zhao Gao hurried forward and said, "Your Majesty, Empress Dowager Xia is in the middle of the night—the sky has collapsed."

The death of Empress Dowager Xia represented such a sudden change in the situation in the palace, and the arrogant Chang'an Jun Chengjiao would also lose his protective umbrella forever.

Ying Zheng paused, and the wet and cold water vapor smudged the corners of his eyes and brows, adding a bit of frost. He handed the white peach in his arms to Zhao Gao, "Take her back to the house."

Unexpectedly, the girl in her arms was half dreaming and half awake, with her eyes closed, holding his arm anxiously, her voice was thin like a weaned kitten, "Brother, don't, don't leave me."

Ying Zheng looked at her quietly, the cold wind was still blowing on the forest tops in the distance, as if endlessly.

He hugged the delicate girl in his arms again, and kissed her smooth forehead, "Don't rush the matter, we'll discuss it tomorrow."

Zhao Gao was stunned: "Yes, Your Majesty."

*
The next morning, the rain was still falling.

Baitao was fiddled with by the maids early in the morning, allowing them to change herself into plain clothes, plain hairpins, plain bracelets, everything was plain.

A well-behaved and charming fox beauty is abruptly dressed up as the scheming little Bailian.

Baitao looked at herself in the bronze mirror and fell silent.

"The Empress Dowager Xia has passed away, my little master knows." Rui'er inserted two small white flowers into her satin-like hair, "As the adopted daughter of the Queen Mother Zhao, the little master should go to the whole ceremony. "

Queen Mother Xia, the biological mother of Yingzi Chu, the concubine of Yingzi Chu's father, the grandmother of Yingzheng, the leader of the Korean faction.

Baitao knew about this relationship, and asked, "Where's Brother Zheng?"

"Your Majesty is still in court. After all, the Empress Dowager Xia is not a direct relative, so she cannot be dismissed from the court." Rui'er stuffed her with a silk handkerchief and put it on her hand, "Little master, put pepper on it, and then cry Time to cut some."

Baitao: "."

(End of this chapter)