Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

At the end of the path, Gu Nan saw a figure standing there, the figure looked a bit old, standing there looking at the courtyard of the Prince's Mansion.

In the courtyard of the Young Master's Mansion, a young man in white was sitting there with rolls of bamboo slips piled up on the table. It seemed that he had just finished reading one volume and was about to pick up the next volume to read.

He succeeded to the throne in a hurry, and there were many things to understand and grasp, so he could only study hard all night.

Gu Nan walked across the path and walked to the side of the person standing outside the courtyard.

The man turned his head, and the old look on his face was even more obvious under the light of the courtyard.His hair has gone gray again, and the black robe on his body is draped over his shoulders, shaking slightly in the night wind.

"Scholar, why are you here?"

Gu Nan stopped and stood by Li Si's side.

Li Si moved his gaze, and then looked at the young man in the courtyard: "Just to take a look."

"Besides, Your Majesty's primary affairs, if you have any questions, I can answer one or two."

The night wind was a bit cool, Li Si coughed for a while, and tightened his robe.

Looking at the young man leaning over the table, that figure was very tired. He blinked his eyes as if he wanted to fall asleep, but he didn't dare to fall asleep. He rubbed his eyebrows and continued to look at the bamboo slips.

Gu Nan asked: "How is Your Majesty?"

Li Si smiled, seemingly relieved, but also helpless: "Your Majesty is very hardworking."

It can only be like this, the amount of affairs in Qinzhong this year is unimaginable, the disaster left by the snow and drought, and the plague has just passed, and the situation in various places has not improved.

The disasters that fell from the sky covered all parts of the country. There was almost no food or harvest for a year, and the Huns rebelled in the northern border.

How to appease the people's livelihood, how to allocate food and grass, and how to distribute the army.

All these affairs are all on the body of this child who is just involved in government affairs. How much he can handle, it is already rare to be able to study government affairs.

Gu Nan didn't say anything, turned around and left to continue patrolling the palace.

Li Si stood there alone, his body swaying in the wind, with a tired look on his face.

He remembered something and said silently: "Kyushu Yuji, Hundred Counties and Qin Merge."

There was no more sound outside the courtyard, and Li Si stood there alone watching the dimly lit lights in the courtyard.

In the middle of the night, the lights in the young master's mansion went out.

Fusu stood up from between the desks and cases, and walked outside through the courtyard.

He was not going to rest, but was going to go for a walk again.

The expression on his face was a bit gloomy, and he walked very slowly, stepping out of the courtyard along the corridor.

Li Si watched the lights in the courtyard go out, and then turned and left silently.

Fusu was walking in the courtyard, when the dull footsteps of military armor came from outside the courtyard, he knew that there was an army formation patrolling nearby.

The grass color in the courtyard is stained with moonlight with some fluorescent gray, and the stone slabs are also glowing with a quiet light color.

Fu Su stood in the courtyard, he didn't understand what he was thinking now.

He only knew that his father had passed away, and no one was watching him study anymore, and no one was standing by his side, saying that the sky was blue and the earth was yellow.

"The prosperity of the Great Qin Dynasty." Fusu murmured, he still remembered that this was the most common sentence his father said when he was teaching him.

He often stands on the pavilion in the palace and looks east, saying that a prosperous age can be expected.

Is prosperity really to be expected?

He wants to ask, he has read the bamboo slips written in various places, where is the prosperous age that the Great Qin seeks?

"Your Majesty." A voice came from behind.

Fu Su looked back, it was a general dressed in white standing at the gate of the courtyard looking at him.

"General?" He knew the general, he had met her once.

He was very impressed with her, her visor was cold and painful.

"Is Your Majesty still not resting?" the general asked him.

Fu Su shook his head: "In a while."

The general nodded, ready to retreat.

But Fusu stopped her: "General, is the death of the father the will of God?"

The white-robed general stopped in his footsteps, and after a while, he replied softly: "Your Majesty, there is no will in this world."

"Then why do so many people say it's God's will?"

Fusu pursed his lips, he didn't understand, what's wrong with wanting a prosperous world?

It's so wrong that I have to accept it by fate.

Bai Jia will not speak anymore, the night is as cold as water.

Fusu felt a little cold, and asked the general one last question: "General, will Daqin really be a prosperous age?"

In exchange for a while of silence, Fusu smiled wryly, that bitter expression was so out of place on a young boy's face.

He was about to leave when a voice came from behind: "Your Majesty, it will be a prosperous age."

When he turned around, the white armor general seemed to be smiling at him: "So many people are begging with their lives, can't the heaven open its eyes?"

Bai Jiajiang said: "Besides, I promised others."

I have also begged for a lifetime, how can I give up.

Chapter 239: If you can't call someone when you visit, don't call

On the street in the middle of the night, except for the watchmen, it is best to avoid others when they see it, and this is not just talking.

There are only a few types of people who will still walk on the streets after the curfew, one is the householder, the other is the beam, and the other is the government. It is best not to worry about these people.

Of course, it is not easy to meet so few people on the street at night, usually there are no people.

The horseshoes sounded softly on the quiet street, and occasionally there was a somewhat heavy snoring sound from the horses.Gu Nan rode on the horse and untied a jug of sake from his waist.

Opening the lid, she brought the wine jug to her mouth. She was not just used to carrying a jug of wine on her body.

Occasionally, I take a sip or two, but I don't know if it's the sorrow or the deep sorrow.