Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes.

"Mr. Gu, you should be giving me a lecture, not to sleep."

Gu Nan put a hand on Ying Zheng's head and rubbed it: "Okay, Zheng'er is the best, I'll just sleep for a while, I won't tell your father, right?"

Hearing Gu Nan's tone of coaxing the child, Ying Zheng pursed his lips, feeling very depressed.He could tell that she was really tired, so he could only nod helplessly.

"understood···"

"..." Gu Nan fell silent.

When Ying Zheng went to see it, he was already lying on the table and fell asleep.

Hey.

He drooped his shoulders, how could he be so tired...

I don't know how to pay more attention...

It was a few days ago that I listened to Mr. Gu's lecture last time. Mr. Li's class was really boring. Sure enough, Mr. Gu's lecture was still much better than Mr. Li's.

I don't know if Li Si will cry if he knows that Ying Zheng thinks so, but he probably won't know either.

Seeing Gu Nan sleeping, Ying Zheng thought for a while, went back to his room, and took out a cloak.

Gently covering Gu Nan with the cloak, she sat down and was about to do her own homework.

"Politics."

"Huh?" Hearing someone calling him, he raised his head.

He found that Gu Nan had opened his eyes and squinted at him.

Know how to respect the teacher, not bad.

Ying Zheng's body froze, his face flushed red: "It's nothing, it's autumn, the weather is cold."

Gu Nan didn't care about this, she just looked at Ying Zheng, smiled lightly, and said, "Be a good monarch."

Ying Zheng didn't know why Gu Nan said that suddenly.

I was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and looked down at the book.

"Understood, rest."

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Standing across the corridor, Ying Zichu saw that Ying Zheng was studying in the courtyard while Gu Nan was sleeping, so he shook his head and laughed.

"Ahem." He coughed twice and put his hands behind his back.

This lazy man, thinking that Gu Nan has been chasing and killing those Jianghu people without sleep these days, he didn't go into the courtyard to wake Gu Nan up.

"Sir?"

A voice called from the side.

Ying Zichu turned his head, and Lu Buwei was standing beside him.

Ying Zichu's eyes closed a little, but he still bowed softly, "I heard that Mr. Lu is here, and he is about to greet him in front of the hall."

"Your Excellency, Wei is terrified." As he spoke, Lu Buwei bowed down, but there was no trace of panic on his face.

Looking sideways at the courtyard, he laughed uncontrollably.

"Young master and Mr. Gu get along well."

"Yeah." Ying Zichu smiled, but he didn't want to talk about other things. Lu Buwei would not come to him for no reason, he knew it.

"Why did you come here today, sir?"

"So, Young Master, have you ever felt compelled today?"

Lu Buwei got up and said softly.

"In this palace."

Ying Zichu's brows twitched, and he stretched out his hand to press down.

Looking sideways at the wall, he said softly, "You and I will go into the room and discuss in detail."

"Alright."

Pushing open the door and closing it again, Ying Zichu walked into the room and sat down at the desk, followed by Lu Buwei.

"Sir, what did you mean by being forced?"

Ying Zichu frowned and looked at Lu Buwei.

On the contrary, Lu Buwei seemed calm and composed: "Young Master Zixi, the throne should belong to him in the future, and this crown prince should also belong to him."

"There are other sons, who seem to be still watching."

Ying Zichu was taken aback, then nodded again: "Yes, they are still watching."

His eyes fell quietly on the table case.

"Heh, one day I will be Prince Qin, and if I am not King Qin, they will not ignore it."

"After all, the son's foundation is not stable. He was not respected in the early years, and now he is also a returnee, which is different from them."

Lu Buwei was not in a hurry, and spoke little by little.

Ying Zichu let out a sigh of relief: "What do you want to say, sir?"

What did Lu Buwei want to say?

In fact, he had a faint feeling in his heart.

A surefire, fastest way to the throne.

He really might not be able to deal with those brothers for a long time now, and he didn't know how long he would be able to keep the Prince Qin's seat.

Lu Buwei looked at Ying Zichu and stroked his beard.

"Young Master, King Qin will succeed to the throne after one year of mourning, and it will be more than 50 years before he succeeds."

"This life is not too short..."