I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 49 The Prodigy Gan Luo
Gan Luo, a 12-year-old child prodigy, was injured for no reason in the Qin Palace. After returning home, he hung up a white fan and held a funeral.

"Oh, it's really a pity. Such a smart person is vulnerable even if he is precocious."

Ruier, who received the news from outside the palace, was still feeling emotional. She brought a lacquer plate and said to Baitao, "It's better to be smart, and it's better to be clumsy. Fortunately, my servant is stupid, otherwise I'm afraid I won't live long."

Baitao knew that she was hiding her clumsiness, so she didn't poke her.

"The servant girl actually has a younger brother, who is 12 years old this year."

Rui'er said softly, "But it's not as powerful as Master Gan Luo. Master Gan Luo persuaded General Zhang Tang, who was afraid of death, to go to Yan, and detained Prince Dan of Yan State as a hostage in Qin State, and made Qin State obtain more than a dozen of them without any effort. The city, and the official worship of the position of Shangqing, the fields, houses, shops and other meritorious deeds awarded by the emperor are all slaves who beat their younger brothers several times, but they can't come."

Baitao couldn't help being amused, "Don't hit me too, there's a saying, don't do to others what you don't want to be done to others."

Rui'er sighed, and said, "The elder brother is the pillar of the family, who doesn't look forward to becoming a talent, let the servants say, this Lord Gan Luo has become famous once he has achieved success, how many young students in Xianyang City have been picked up and beaten? How can I patronize a servant girl."

What she said had two meanings.

The white peach is not dull either, poke a slice of mutton and dip it in pepper noodles.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Rui'er didn't speak up, but served her deftly, "Little Master——"

Putting the mutton into his mouth, Baitao chewed and said, "What's the matter with your brother?"

Rui'er also knew that she was most annoyed by detours, so she took two steps back and knelt down and said, "Young master is smart, even slaves dare not lie."

"It is true that the younger brother of the servant is 12 years old, and it is just at the critical moment. It is time to find a good husband. It is a pity that the servant has entered the Qin Palace as a slave and a servant, and the younger brother is just a commoner."

"Because of these status considerations, no matter how hard-working and enlightened the younger brother of the slave girl is, the good gentleman will not pick him up. The slave girl is sympathetic to the little master, and all the rewards he got are used for his private school, but even so."

"Slaves are really helpless!"

She kowtowed violently, "This servant just wants him to be successful, he is a man, unlike a woman like this servant, this servant also only wants him to make a name for himself."

Baitao was puzzled: "Is there any difference between men and women?"

"This"

Rui'er hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Men have nearly died on the battlefield, shed their blood, and have to serve hard labor. The laborious work of Ghost Salary City Dan is also done by men. The situation is more difficult, and the future is naturally different."

Baitao swallowed the mutton and digested her meaning.

From what she said, we know that her family sent her to the palace as a slave to help her younger brother go to private school.

Baitao nodded, "I'll help you. When Brother Zheng comes back, I'll let him give orders."

Rui'er said: "Little master, you don't need to take action on such trivial matters, you can do it too. No one in Qin Palace now knows that you are the future"

She bit her tongue on the last two words, "In short, your meaning is your will, and no one dares to disobey."

Baitao doesn't like her a little bit now, she's secretive and mean-spirited.

But mortals are not living like this, let alone living in this treacherous and unpredictable deep palace.

You can't force others to live in the way you like forever.

Bai Taoying pursed her lips slightly, got up and went to the study, spread out her pen and ink, and wrote a few big characters.

Rui'er received these letters, she knelt down with gratitude and said: "Your servant thanked the young master, if the younger brother of the servant girl is really able to become a talent, I should be encouraged by the young master, and I will die!"

"Go."

Baitao waved her away.

At this time, it was already dark outside, the moon was bright, the stars were far away, and the shadows were faint. It was already late autumn and the dew was heavier.

Baitao looked at the time, put on a crimson tapestry cloak, carried a bamboo basket filled with hot pepper soup, and walked to the Hall of Lizheng.

Along the way, she buried her small face in the mink fur, her eyes were as dazed as waves.

The people in the palace are all performing their duties, and it seems that there is no difference.

They still don't know that there is a 5000-year-old snake demon in the palace.

"I've met my little master." The guard on duty at the gate raised a spear and knelt on one knee to salute her.

The lights inside are brightly lit, and it can be seen that the King of Qin is still approving letters.

Baitao said softly, "Well, I want to find Your Majesty."

The guards didn't dare to stop them, so they opened the door for her. Baitao walked in, untied the cloak and handed it to the old maid. The old maid's voice was as soft as foam, "Your Majesty received the minister in the afternoon, and he is currently reviewing documents. I measured it with a ruler, and it’s still three inches away, so it’s probably coming soon.”

Baitao knew that Brother Zheng was very purposeful and hardworking, but he didn't sleep all night last night, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried, "Got it."

The old maid stepped back: "Oh."

There was no sound inside, only the sound of her footsteps. Baitao saw that Ying Zheng was buried in the mountains and seas of affairs, but she didn't realize that she had come in front of him.

Baitao opened the basket and brought out a bowl of hot and spicy soup, "Have some soup, Brother Zheng."

Yingzheng's long eyelashes trembled, his fingertips holding the pen paused, and he turned his head to realize that it was her, "Taotao?"

"It's me."

Baitao felt that he was so confused by the approval of the documents that he couldn't even recognize her.

He put down what he was doing, his eyes seemed to be filled with concern for her, "Except for necessity, Tao Tao seldom comes to this palace."

Baitao: "."

It seems so.

She pushed the spicy soup with a guilty conscience, "Here comes the soup, Brother Zheng, do you want some?"

"Did Taotao cook it herself?" Ying Zheng's lips curled up slowly.

Baitao: "."

How could this be the soup she cooked herself, if she could cook the soup if she could cook the soup
No no no, impossible.

She pulled back the hot pepper soup again, "Then don't drink it, I'll take it back, hum."

Ying Zheng put his arms around her wrist, "Don't go."

"Then do you want to drink?"

"drink."

Without further ado, he picked up the bowl, rolled his Adam's apple and finished his stomach, and showed her the empty bowl, "How can I not drink the soup you gave me? What's more, I need a bowl of spicy soup to refresh my mind now, so send it to her." It's just right."

"That's good."

Baitao Fox's tail was about to turn up slightly, she sat beside him and said, "Criticize the essay, I'll just stay here and watch you, don't disturb or leave. I'm very good."

Ying Zheng smiled, "Okay."

Seeing that it was getting late, he waved his heavy royal robe and began to rush to write the documents.

His hand holding the pen is slender and well-defined, the ends of his narrow eyes seem to be blurred by a stroke of ink, his lips are thin, and when he is not smiling, he always feels difficult to approach and obscure.

Bai Tao tilted her head and looked at his profile.

In fact, she has known him for several years, and sometimes she doesn't understand him very well.

But I just think he's fine.

Remember that all his good things are different from others.

He is often as cold as ice mixed with others, but he is as gentle as warm water to himself.

The only exception.

If time goes back a few years, back to when Baitao was practicing in Zishan, Baitao would be happy to meet him.

Even if the big monster plotted against Qin Palace this time, and she was able to guard him by his side, even if she died, Baitao felt that it didn't matter, but she was a little sorry for brother, for raising her for hundreds of years.

She is only a hundred years old for a 5000-year-old demon, so if she really meets her, how can she beat her.

Almost a dead end.

Thinking about it, Baitao's eyes filled with tears, and her heart was infinitely sentimental.

As soon as Ying Zheng finished approving the last volume, he saw the girl's teary eyes, and he came over to wipe her tears with his fingertips, "What's wrong?"

It doesn't matter if you wipe it, the tears will fall more and more.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Baitao lay weakly in his arms, hugged his neck tightly and cried, "I feel very greedy, I want this good, and I want that good, and I think there will never be worries and troubles in this world." distressed."

It would be great if time passed like this without any twists and turns.

Yingzheng's neck was covered with her tears, and he had never seen her cry so sadly. "What worries and worries? Is it your elder brother's business?"

When she first entered Qin Palace, Baitao always took her own pillow and ran to his brother's bed to cry because of her elder brother's affairs.

Ying Zheng could only comfort her little by little, hugged her tightly, and gradually pieced her together into a lively and cheerful white peach.

Baitao didn't answer this time either.

She just clutched his clothes tightly, relying innocently like a little animal.

It was a little thing he raised by his side.

Ying Zheng did not allow her to have any private worries.He raised his hand and patted her thin back, once and for all, as always, "Tao Tao, tell the widow."

Baitao was sobbing non-stop, "I just feel sad. I want Brother Zheng to hug me, give me a hug, and I'll be fine. Hiccup...heal."

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes, brushed her earlobe with his cool lips, and kissed her eyelashes covered with small drops of water little by little.

"Itch—" Baitao trembled.

"Are you still crying?"

Baitao sobbed and said, "It's too much, why do you even want to control me when I cry." She bit her lower lip slightly, "You're in charge."

He pulled his cuffs to wipe her tears again, "The widow is a man who cares about people, whether you sleep, eat or cry, whether you still cry?"

"Stop crying." Baitao lay on his broad chest, "You will wipe away your tears, so why cry?"

Ying Zheng hugged her horizontally, "Since I don't cry anymore, I will stay in the widow's palace tonight, huh?"

"Well, good."

In fact, Baitao wanted to tell him about going to see Aunt Zhao, but her emotions broke down for a while, so she didn't remember it.

After Gan Luo's death, she thought about it and felt that the snake demon's purpose was unknown, but it has not hurt Brother Zheng yet, which means Brother Zheng is safe for the time being.

But Aunt Zhao was his mother, so it was worth taking the risk to find out how Aunt Zhao was doing now.

But it was too late now, he hadn't slept all night, brother Zheng was more important, she felt sorry for Aunt Zhao, only hearing the maid said that Aunt Zhao looked good now, and felt a little relieved.

Fairies shouldn't hurt such a pretty Aunt Zhao, right?
While Baitao was struggling, Ying Zheng knelt down to take off her shoes and socks, and took care of her like he was when he was a child.After he put her inside, covered her with the quilt and rolled it up, he patted her on the back lightly: "Sleep, don't think so much, I'm here."

Baitao raised her head and kissed him on the cheek, and adjusted a comfortable posture under his arms: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)