Qin Hu

Chapter 112 It's really unfair!
Zhao Zihu grinned, and handed Xiao Diaochan a look that you can sleep peacefully and don't forget to bring Hu Hai to play with me tomorrow morning.

Well, this look is a bit complicated, and Xiao Diaochan's face is full of bewilderment.

Zhao Zihu tidied up his clothes, armour, feathers and coronets, and gave the bewildered little Diaochan a slap in the face, then Shi Shiran stepped out of the tent, and said to Zhao Gao: "I heard from Zhao Fu's order earlier that Sister Diaochan has lost weight, I I'm here to visit her."

Zhao Gao's head was full of black lines, and he really wanted to pounce on Zhao Zihu and beat him up.

When will your baby come to visit my daughter?Come here at night!
What's more, I still sneaked away from the guards and sneaked into my daughter's tent. I really deserve a beating!
This is my vassal, who has been fooled by you on weekdays and already has experience, otherwise who knows how long you will stay?
And how will you trick my daughter?
Don't treat me like Xiang Liyue, just eat my daughter up and wipe her clean!

"Hey, Commander Zhao should rest earlier, I'll take my leave first."

Zhao Zihu saw that Zhao Gaomu was silent and his eyes seemed to be getting more and more unkind, so he bowed his hands again and said goodbye.

Then, regardless of Zhao Gao's expression, let him go or not, he just ran away and went to meet Zhao Tuo and others who were hiding among the tents in the distance.

Zhao Tuo probably also realized that Zhao Zihu's situation was worrying, so he led his sharp soldiers and retinues to greet him.

"You rotten son of a bitch..."

Seeing this, Zhao Gao had no choice but to stop his sinister thoughts, and cursed inwardly.

After Zhao Zihu met Zhao Tuo and others, he rode on his red rabbit horse and urged the horse to flee.

When he was far enough away from Zhao Gao's tent, Zhao Zihu slowed down his horse a little, then reined in his horse's head, and headed towards the location of Gan Luo's tent in his memory.

"Don't you go back to rest, son?"

Zhao Tuo found that Zhao Zihu had no intention of going back, so he couldn't help asking strangely.

Zhao Zihu nodded, and replied: "It's been so long, it stands to reason that the sextant should be manufactured, let's go to Prime Minister Gan to have a look."

"In case he is like last time, Fang Tian's painted halberd has been built, and he doesn't know how to send it to me, so he puts it in his hand and presses it!"

Zhao Tuo suddenly nodded, this is a serious matter, nothing to say.

A group of people rode slowly, and when they arrived at Gan Luo's tent, another half an hour had passed.

Gan Luo had already fallen asleep, and had already changed into a new tent.

But so what?
Gan Luo's retainers didn't dare to stop Zhao Zihu!
Zhao Zihu went straight into the tent and lifted the quilt, and shouted: "Prime Minister Gan, how can you sleep..."

Gan Luo was awakened, just like the last time, like a frightened big girl, busy protecting her chest with both hands, so scared that she lost sleepiness.

After seeing clearly that it was Zhao Zihu, he breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his chest-protecting hands, yawned and said speechlessly, "Sooner or later, I will be scared to death by the young master..."

Zhao Zihu bared his teeth and laughed aloud: "Prime Minister Gan is serious. I'm not an evil spirit. How can I scare you, a bold and unrestrained person, just to make you laugh."

Gan Luo resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and said in his heart that I don't feel coke at all, you cowardly kid is good at teasing people, you really don't want to smoke!

Of course, I thought so, but I couldn't say so, I just said: "Young master is here late at night, why do you want to find me?"

Zhao Zihu looked around, leaned into Gan Luo's ear and said, "The five candidates for the new official system have been confirmed, and you are not among them, Prime Minister Gan, how can you sleep!"

Gan Luo froze for a moment, the only remaining drowsiness was completely gone, and an uncontrollable look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

To be honest, even if Zhao Zihu hadn't been joking all day, calling him Prime Minister Gan, he would still have ambitions.

After all, his grandfather Gan Mao was there for the glory of Qin Zuoxiang.

Qin regards the right as the most respected, but the left minister is also under one person and above tens of thousands!
Later, Gan Mao defected due to various reasons, and eventually died in another country, leaving the Gan family behind, who were looked down upon in Qin State...

Today, Ganluo is the pillar of the Gan clan!
Although he is one of the nine ministers, he is still the Shaofu decree who holds real power, but compared with the left minister, it is completely incomparable.

At all times, he didn't want to reproduce Gan Mao's glory as the left prime minister, and he wanted to thoroughly wash away the stains on the Gan family.

This time, Ying Zheng wanted to try out the new official system in the imperial court, and wanted to select five prime ministers from the imperial court officials, he was very excited.

These days, I have to report to Ying Zheng almost every day, explaining my approval of the new official system, and doing private work to show Ying Zheng my talent.

Or the idea of ​​governance!

He wants to find a future among the five phases, even though he knows that the hope is very slim!
But at this moment, Zhao Zihu told him that the future he wanted, his extravagant dreams were shattered, and the candidates for the five prime ministers had been determined, and he was not there.

How could he not be disappointed?
It is impossible not to be disappointed!

"Hey, the revolution has not yet succeeded, Prime Minister Gan still needs to work hard..."

Zhao Zihu patted him on the shoulder, gave him a few words of symbolic comfort, and then changed the topic and asked, "Has the sextant been manufactured?"

Gan Luo quickly collected his thoughts, raised his hand and said: "It has been made, but it's just not enough time to send it to the young master."

Zhao Zihu didn't believe his nonsense, he knew that he was the same as last time, he didn't want to send it to him too early, for fear of being reprimanded again if he was not careful.

Be scolded as that flatterer!

Zhao Zihu smacked his lips and said, "Hurry up and take it out, I'll try."

Naturally, Gan Luo didn't say anything else, and immediately got up from the bed, walked to the desk where he was handling official business, and carefully took out a sextant from the niche box containing the official seal.

He now knows that the sextant is the key to navigation, and it is a rare precision instrument, so he dare not take it rudely.

After all, if it is damaged, it will be a thousand miles away, and if it is used for navigation at sea in the future, the entire fleet may be lost.

He can't bear this responsibility!
Zhao Zihu reached out to take the golden sextant, and played with it for a while in thought.

The overall frame of the sextant is made of bronze, so it looks golden and beautiful
The small mirror on the top that reflects the light of the stars and the moon, and the small clairvoyance that measures the sea level are polished with transparent crystal.

After playing with it for a while, Zhao Zihu took the sextant and went out of the tent to try it out.

The sextant is not only used for navigation at sea, it can also be used for navigation on land, as long as the ground level is regarded as the sea level.

You can't go wrong!
Gan Luo looked curious, so he followed him out of the tent, watched him use the sextant, and asked, "Is it still useful?"

After Zhao Zihu tried it out, he felt that the error was not too big, and it was still within the acceptable range, so he nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, the craftsman who made this sextant, Prime Minister Gan, will come back and draw up a list. Give them credit."

It is conceivable how much energy the craftsman spent on the sextant made entirely by hand, and it is undoubtedly worthy of credit.

Gan Luo bowed his hands: "Then there will be Mr. Lao, I am a craftsman in the Shaofu, thank you for your understanding."

"You should be rewarded for your meritorious service."

Zhao Zihu nodded, and after finishing his sentence, he stopped talking nonsense, got on his red rabbit horse, and said to Gan Luo, "Prime Minister Gan, take a rest, and I will take my leave."

Gan Luo bowed his hands to see him off: "Greetings, young master."

Zhao Zihu urged the horse to go forward, but after walking a certain distance, he suddenly turned around and said, "Father himself said that you have great talent, and you will definitely be a chancellor in the future!"

Gan Luo was taken aback when he heard the words, his face suddenly bloomed like a chrysanthemum, and he raised his hand again and said: "Gan Luo understands, Mr. Lao, let me explain."

Zhao Zihu smiled, urged the horse to move on, and disappeared into the night.

However, after Zhao Zihu left Gan Luo's residence, he still had no intention of going back to rest. He asked the sharp guards who were patrolling the Juechen camp, and then went to Zhang Cang's tent.

Zhao Tuo was speechless and funny, and he probably knew that Xiangliyue was stalking him, so he didn't point it out. He just followed with his subordinates and followers with suppressed smiles.

Zhang Cang is a small censor, and the location of the tent is very remote.

But big.

Because he was in charge of the classics and books that Ying Zheng brought out from Xianyang, the tent was too small and there was no place to put it.

Of course, now that he has relinquished his position in charge of the classics, it is just waiting for Zhao Zihu to assign him a new task.

Zhao Zihu came outside Zhang Cang's tent and saw two retainers on duty, so he revealed his identity.

"I've seen you son..."

The retainers are busy to see the ceremony and pay respects.

Zhao Zihu bowed his hands: "No need to be too polite, call Mr. Zhang Cang to get up, I'm going to assign him a task."

"only."

The retainers responded immediately, and one of them quickly entered the tent, called Zhang Cang to get up, and came out to meet the distinguished guest.

However, it took a long time for the retainer to go in, and it took a long time to come out.

Zhang Cang, who came out after him, was unshaven, with a messy bun, even more messy clothes, and smelled of alcohol all over his body.

Well, unshaven, although the ancients grew beards and hair, they also shaved their faces in order to keep their hair neat and beautiful.

Isn't that how the bearded man came here?
With Zhang Cang's appearance, it is obvious that he hasn't taken care of his beard and hair in recent days, and he has become a bad-faced and thunderous mouth.

"Zhang Cang met the young master... hiccup..."

Zhang Cang floated on his feet, bowed to Zhao Zihu crookedly, and hiccupped before he finished speaking.

Zhao Zihu looked speechless, waved his hands and said, "Okay, let's talk."

"Only... hiccup..."

Before Zhang Cang could finish a word, he burped out again.

Zhao Zihu was completely speechless, he signaled his retainers to help him, and he entered the tent first.

The tent was not a mess, presumably there were retainers taking care of it, but the wine jars were thrown on the ground, and the tent was full of alcohol, it was really shabby enough.

Zhao Zihu kicked away the wine jar, Da Lala took the first seat, and Zhang Cang took the lower seat after being helped into the tent by his retainers.

"Why so decadent?"

Zhao Zihu asked straight to the point, frowning.

Zhang Cang bowed his hands in shame, and replied: "Thinking about going to sea, I'm afraid I'll die, so I'm indulgent, but it's not decadent...Hi~!"

Zhao Zihu smacked his mouth, knowing that he was frightened by going out to sea, he couldn't laugh or cry: "You really cherish your life."

"You know, I can't even ask for the opportunity to go to sea. It is impossible for the emperor to let me go."

"Man, man, the world outside is great. Wouldn't it be a pity not to see it? If you can see it, it will be worth dying for!"

"It's good for you, you are not willing to go to such an opportunity to increase your knowledge and broaden your horizons!"

Zhang Cang froze for a moment, blinked his drunken eyes, and looked Zhao Zihu up and down.

It seems a little surprised that Zhao Zihu, the notorious clan tyrant, has such aspirations in his heart.

This is very different from the image of the dandy in my impression!

"Young master, don't blame me, Zhang Cang is indeed saving his life..."

Zhang Cang looked at Zhao Zihu for a long time, and finally he bowed his hands in shame and replied, and said embarrassingly: "I am a great Qin Wuhua Tianbao, as long as I am willing to move my legs, what do you want to see?"

"What else is there to see in a wild place overseas?"

"It's not worth it, risk your life!"

He was also frank, and the implication was that there was nothing that attracted him overseas, and it was not worth his life.

Zhao Zihu naturally disagreed with his words, and turned to Zhang Cang's retainer who was making tea to entertain him, and said, "Get a brush."

"only."

The retainer agreed, opened the big box in the corner of the tent, took out several brushes of different sizes and lengths, and presented them to Zhao Zihu with both hands.

Zhao Zihu stretched out his hand to take the longest one, then turned around and walked off the seat, drawing overseas maps on the ground.

He drew a lot of maps in the past few days, and he seemed to be drawing like a god, and he had already sketched out a simple coastline map in a few strokes.

Zhang Cang came to the side to watch, at first he looked puzzled, but after gradually understanding the smell, his eyes widened in disbelief.

After all, he was Xunzi's disciple. After he became an official in the Great Qin Dynasty, he was also in charge of the royal classics. Therefore, he had a wide range of knowledge and knowledge, and he had seen too many maps.

I'm afraid, in terms of knowledge alone, Han Fei and Li Si's two senior brothers may not be able to match him!

"This is...overseas?"

"Is there such a vast and huge land overseas?"

Zhang Cang stared dumbfounded, as if he was half sober from the wine, and after Zhao Zihu stopped writing, he couldn't wait to ask.

Zhao Zihu nodded: "Yes! Of course! I can still lie to you!"

"Even if I lie to you, what good will I do?"

Zhang Cang was speechless when asked back.

He is a little censor, of course there is nothing worthy of Zhao Zihu's deception, and even his own life is so precious, why did Zhao Zihu need to be rare?

The majestic son of Qin, one of the most beloved sons of the first emperor, there are as many people who are willing to serve him as carp crossing the river.

He only needs one word, and those who are willing to risk their lives tomorrow will be able to travel from Mount Tai to the shore of the East China Sea!
"Tell you, if you go to sea this time, as long as you can help Li You find this vast land, you will not only get credit, but also a reputation that will go down in history!"

"That's why I said, this is an opportunity I couldn't even ask for, and my father doesn't want to let me out, otherwise it won't be your turn..."

At the end of Zhao Zihu's speech, he somewhat complained about Ying Zheng, and also somewhat envied Zhang Cang.

Just because this bastard knows how to do math, and maybe even a little knowledge of astronomy, he can get the job he has been longing for for a long time.

But he wants to squat at home.

It is really unfair!
(End of this chapter)