Qin Hu

Chapter 5 Mr. Zihu, I'm afraid I'm going to run away

"Of course, things are done this way, but you can't say that."

In Yingzheng and Zhao Gao's speechless, Zhao Zihu finally swallowed the strong pork belly in his mouth, gasped and said, "Just like today, father ascends Mount Tai to worship heaven."

"I heard from Wang Li that the rain didn't rain early or late, but it only rained for a while at the end of the ceremony."

"According to Erchen, it must be the rain that the God of Haotian, who blesses me, Daqin, specially fell down."

"Such a sign of auspiciousness, my father should announce it to the world and tell all the people of China, let the whole world celebrate together!"

Ying Zheng: "???"

Zhao Gao: "???"

The monarch and his ministers were stunned, holding a bowl and chopsticks, but they were dumbfounded.

This cowardly baby, where did he learn the skills of a famous master? This is to say that black is white.

But, this is really the reason. The rainstorm after the ceremony can be regarded as the angry punishment of the Emperor of Heaven, and it can also be regarded as the rain of blessings from the Emperor of Heaven. No matter how you say it, it is it!

Zhao Zihu took a sip of the plum wine, and in the confusion of the monarch and his ministers, he continued: "Today, the Confucian scholars in Qi and Lu refused to go when they climbed the mountain to worship the heavens, but they all felt regretful when they saw the God of Haotian raining down the rain to bless the Great Qin. It is against the will of God to realize it.”

"So tomorrow, the Confucian scholars of Qi and Lu went out of their way to prepare for the sacrificial ceremony enthusiastically. The father disliked their generation and refused to allow it, but the other generation wanted to force them to die. They killed themselves on the spot, so the father could only agree to appease the other generation. Acknowledging mistakes can improve a lot.”

"Well, just use this set of words, and you can also invent the world!"

Ying Zheng: "!!!"

Zhao Gao: "!!!"

What is black and white?
This is probably it!

The two monarchs and ministers looked at each other, and for a long time they both burst out laughing.

Yingzheng pointed at Zhao Zihu with his chopsticks, and scolded with a smile: "Sure enough, a stubborn person must have stubborn wisdom. I issued a decree prohibiting the use of grain to make wine. In order to scratch your mouth, you are thinking of making wine with wild fruits. Why? You really figured it out."

"Now, a disappointing Taishan Fengchan, from your stubborn mouth, we Daqin tigers and wolves have become magnanimous gentlemen, and the Qilu Confucian scholars have become narrow-minded villains. It is really turning black and white upside down!"

Zhao Zihu drained the big wine bottle in one breath, breathed out his wine and said: "What is the inversion of black and white, what is the inversion of the world, now it is Daqin who has the final say, now it is the father who has the final say, if you say it is white, it is not black. It cannot be changed!"

"It is true that the Great Qin Dynasty will not collapse for a day. No matter how Qilu Confucian scholars explain it, it is also true!"

"If the Great Qin Dynasty collapses one day, even if the father is benevolent, the Qilu Confucian scholars say that the father is cruel, then the father is cruel, and no one can argue for the father!"

Ying Zheng's laughter faded away, he looked up and down at the already drunk Zhao Zihu, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "My son's words certainly sound domineering, but they hide even more dryness and hostility, why?"

Zhao Zihu hesitated: "Is there?"

Ying Zheng nodded: "Yes!"

Zhao Gao followed suit and nodded: "Yes!"

Zhao Zihu scratched his chin, thought hard for a moment before he said: "Perhaps the father and Zhao Fuling came to fight the autumn wind and ate up all the delicacies that my son likes to eat, so let my son feel restless."

Of course this is bullshit.

The dryness and hostility in his heart is the hesitation about the future fate.

This time accompanying him on the east tour, if he can meet Xu Fu's magic stick, he must ask for orders to go out to sea to find the immortal medicine together, so that he can become the ancestor of Xiaotian!
"Your baby has never been close to me..."

Ying Zheng also knew that Zhao Zihu was talking nonsense, so he put down the clean lacquer bowl, stood up and said, "Forget it, you're getting old, so I won't ask you what's on your mind."

He has 23 sons under his knees, and this is not counting the daughters. It is impossible to cover everything in life, and the heavy state affairs also make him have no energy to cover everything.

Even though Zhao Zihu is different, he is only one of his many children. He can't be like an ordinary father who cares about Zhao Zihu's growing pains all the time. What he can do is to find suitable teachers for Zhao Zihu.

The emperor's family doesn't have many children!
"Ansheng and rest, tomorrow's Zen ceremony, you also go with the car."

Ying Zheng said the last word, and he was already walking out of the tent.

However, when he reached the gate of the yurt, he stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "Today in front of the gate, I have ordered all Confucian scholars to teach you from time to time."

Zhao Zihu was stunned: "They taught me? What about Han Dahuyou?"

Ying Zheng smiled: "They are all your teachers, and you can dispose of them as you please!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Gao, pointed to the dozens of cans of new fruit wine that had been unsealed before, and then continued to walk forward, disappearing into the night outside the tent.

Zhao Gao greeted a group of sharp soldiers from the Forbidden Army, each of them picked up a can of new wine, and packed them all away.

Zhao Zihu didn't want to do it, so he walked a few steps quickly, grabbed Zhao Gao's leather belt, and said: "Order Zhao, don't be too desperate to do things, leave me a few cans, I just asked for credit for Sister Diaochan. "

Zhao Gao raised his hand in the direction where Ying Zheng was leaving, and said with a straight face: "Your Majesty's order, please don't make it difficult for Gao."

Seeing that he didn't show face, Zhao Zihu immediately pulled his face down: "When did the emperor give the order to the Zhao family, why didn't I hear it?"

Zhao Gao was helpless: "My lord didn't hear it, could it be that he didn't see it... His Majesty just looked at me and pointed at these clay pots. He clearly wanted me to take them away."

A smile bloomed on Zhao Zihu's chubby face: "In my opinion, Emperor Father wants Zhao Fuling to drink up all the wine! Come on, feed Zhao Fuling a drink!"

A group of sharp guards of the imperial guard heard the words, but they couldn't help laughing, hesitating whether to pour wine to Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao: "..."

Sure enough, he is a stubborn person, and his ability to turn black and white is really too skillful.

If he goes after Yingzheng to ask for an oral order, it will appear that he is not good at handling things, and even a child can't even deal with it!
"Leave three cans for Mr. Zihu..."

"Five cans!"

"Keep five cans..."

Zhao Gao had no temper at all, so he asked the elite soldiers of the Imperial Army to leave five cans of wine, and fled as if in a hurry.

Before Yingzheng had gone far, Zhao Gao quickly caught up and reported Zhao Zihu's forced retention of five cans of wine in shame. Han Fei came to see me."

Zhao Gao raised his hand: "Wei."

……

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A quarter of an hour later, Han Fei, a legalist virtuous man reeking of alcohol, was led into the imperial tent by Zhao Gao, unloading his sword.

"Chen, Han Fei, pay homage to His Majesty the First Emperor!"

Han Fei bowed his hands upwards, although he was drunk, he did not mess up the etiquette.

Ying Zheng was already reviewing the bamboo slips again, without raising his head, he asked, "Zihu's heart is full of hostility. You are Zihu's teacher, do you know why?"

This is probably the case for fathers. They don't want to reveal too much in front of their children, but they care more than anyone else in private.

Han Fei blinked, hesitantly raised his hand and said, "I dare not say it, minister."

Ying Zheng was slightly stunned, and finally raised his head, looked at Han Fei's erratic eyes, frowned and said, "Let's just say, I'm not guilty!"

Han Fei gritted his teeth, bowed his hands and said, "Mr. Zihu, I'm afraid I'm going to run away."

Ying Zheng was really stunned this time, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time: "Escape...escape?!!"

(End of this chapter)