[Comprehensive] Survival of the Last Emperor

Fearing the future, Hu Hai became extremely depressed, so it was logical that he fell ill, and was very ill.

"Xia Wuqie, what's wrong with the young master?" Ying Zheng glanced at Hu Hai lying on the couch with a pale face, and asked the accompanying imperial doctor Xia Wuqie to go out with him.

"Back to Your Majesty, Young Master's body is not sick, it's just worrying." Xia Wuqi looked at Yingzheng with a strange expression on his face.

What worries can a ten-year-old have?And worry too much?The king, the head of the family, how did he torment his son?

"My lord, according to what I see, young master is still young, the most important thing is to keep a happy mood, and it's better not to force too much." Xia Wuqie said boldly.

"Understood, you go down." After Xia Wuzhu said this, Ying Zheng also began to think that he was too strict, and in a fit of anger, he arranged so many papers for Hu Hai to do, so Hu Hai was worried... No!This is not like Hu Hai's character, he will roll around to find the shooter, but he will not worry too much.

But... this scene looks so familiar!

Thinking about it, Ying Zheng pushed open the door and walked into the room, waved his hand to signal the servants and palace servants in the room to retreat, sat down beside Hu Hai's couch, and looked at Hu Hai who had his eyes tightly closed but deeply frowned, I always feel like I've seen something like this before.

It seems that Hu Hai has never been sick since he was a child. The last time he got sick dates back to when he was three years old.At that time, Hu Hai had just lost his mother and was observing filial piety, and suddenly fell ill while guarding. The imperial doctor said the same as now, he was not sick, but was worried and frightened.At that time, Yingzheng was surprised, why did the little child have so many worries?Who else would scare him?

"Hu Hai, what are you afraid of?" Looking at Hu Hai who was frowning in his sleep, with a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead, Ying Zheng suddenly remembered what those dark guards told him, that the young master often had nightmares in the middle of the night. Wake up with a start, but often can't remember what happened in the dream after waking up.

Although Hu Hai was ill, the enthronement ceremony of Xianyang Palace could not be delayed.Ying Zheng took Hu Hai all the way back to Xianyang Palace in a hurry, placed the Jiuding in front of the main hall of Xianyang Palace, took out some regulations for changing the emperor that Hu Hai had drawn up earlier, and promoted the one recommended by Hu Hai who was very creative and very good. There are ideas, the most important thing is that Dr. Shu Suntong, who is very flexible, will be the editor-in-chief of "Qin Li".

Hu Hai said nothing at all. When he proposed to revise "Qin Li", the other Confucian doctors followed his dead father... Maybe his dead father was not so excited, but he didn't perform for himself. Only Shusun Tong would answer "Qin people should naturally abide by "Qin Li" when he asked for his opinion."

good!Widow... No, it will be "Zhen" from now on, my darling said, "Zhen" should be changed to the proper title of "Emperor", and only the emperor is allowed to call "Zhen", and everyone else who calls themselves like that will be dragged out to kill drop kill.

A few days later, Yingzheng heard that the Chuanguo Yuxi had also been made, and what was made on it were the eight characters Hu Hai said, "Being ordered by the sky, you will live forever."In the afternoon when he got the Chuanguo Yuxi, Yingzheng took Yuxi back to Huhai Palace, flaunted to him, looked at his precious son who was holding Yuxi and patted Huhai's face. shoulder, and said: "Recover from illness! The Taimiao is still preparing for the enthronement ceremony, and the date has not been chosen well. It may be the most beautiful time in the father's life. You can't participate, Xiaozhu, and the father will feel very sorry. Oh."

In fact, the Taimiao side has already picked the date, but Yingzheng saw that Hu Hai was still ill, so he found a reason to procrastinate, saying that it was the first time for the creation of the world, not in a hurry, take it slowly, only seek the best, not the best, I wait afford it.

Of course, this kind of reason cannot be stated out loud, but because the beloved young son cannot come in person, and cannot see how his father reached the pinnacle of life, Ying Zheng is in various moods.

"Days? Do you still need to pick? Just June [-] at [-]:[-]:[-]..." Hu Hai was playing with the Chuanguo Yuxi in his hand, wondering if he should take a bite of it when his father was not paying attention goods.

Qin Shihuang emphasized the virtue of water, water corresponds to one, but one cannot be obtained, so another round of five elements, plus one five equals six.In the Qin Dynasty, six was regarded as a holy number, talismans and magic crowns were all six inches, and six feet and six feet were used as steps and six horses; , sold as Zhong Ji, Jinren Twelve (twice the six), moved to Xianyang with 36 wealthy households; later generations discovered that the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was about 12 kilometers away.

Someone once ridiculed that if the Olympic Games were held in the Qin Empire at that time, the opening time would have to be at [-]:[-]:[-] on June [-]th.

"Get well soon!" Noticing that Hu Hai's eyes were getting brighter, and the way he was looking at Chuan Guo Yuxi was becoming more and more strange, Ying Zheng snatched Chuan Guo Yuxi from his hand and held it in his arms Said: "Baby bear, I tell you, as long as the widow is alive, you can't do anything to the Chuanguo Yuxi. If the widow..." The widow is gone, who cares what you do?Who can control you?

"Cut! Who cares! Like a crow!" Hu Hai shrank his body into the bed, leaving only a pair of eyes outside, looking at Ying Zheng in a black uniform, thinking of the kind in Ying Zheng's closet. Various styles, but unified into black clothes, shed tears of sympathy.

The color corresponding to water virtue is black, so the Qin Dynasty favored black.Therefore, not only does Yingzheng not know how to wear yellow clothes, he even doesn't know how to wear other colors. His clothes are always black... Of course, Hu Hai doesn't know what to wear inside. You have to ask the women in the harem, He never stripped Ying Zheng's clothes.

After lying down for so long, Hu Hai probably figured it out.There are only two ways I can go. From now on, I will abolish my martial arts, and be a well-behaved prince, waiting for Fusu or the original Qin Ershi to control my own destiny; Like yourself, embrace Yingzheng's golden thighs, use Yingzheng's tiger skin to gain prestige for yourself, and when you are old enough to be famous and prestigious enough, Yingzheng can only make fakes come true, making yourself a black crow, no matter whether you like it or not ... Qin II.

If neither path works...or you can refer to the change of the dunes.

Of course, this is the worst possible outcome.

The emperor's heart is unpredictable, he doesn't want to end up with Fusu.

"Father, the child will recover as soon as possible." Hu Hai blinked and said with a smile.

"That's good, you have to be good." Ying Zheng patted Hu Hai's thinner face and said.

Hu Hai's illness was originally a heart disease. Once he figured it out, his illness will soon be cured, and his body will also recover well.It's just that the small face that had finally gained weight due to eating too much during adolescence has lost weight, and the body looks thinner and thinner. The wide robe is worn on the thin and thin body. The beauty of returning home with the wind.

"My dear, if you are so thin, what should you do if the wind blows away?" Before leaving, Ying Zheng straightened Hu Hai's clothes and joked with a smile.

"Don't be afraid! When the time comes, father, you can tie a heel rope around my son's neck. This way, no matter how far the wind blows my son, as long as the other end of the rope is in my father's hands, when my father misses my son, I can take it back at any time." It's alright." Hu Hai flicked his sleeves, suppressed the smile on his face, imitated Ying Zheng's usual posture and appearance, and posed in exactly the same pose, "Father, do you think my son looks like you?"

"Like it! It's so resembling!" Ying Zheng said with a lot of emotion when he saw the young boy's childish face, but he wanted to pretend to be mature.

Thinking back to the days when he just came back from Zhao country, he was about the same age as Hu Hai today.It's just that I have been hostage in Zhao State for nine years, and I have missed the age of education. When I first returned to China, although I am not saying that I am stupid, but I was also tricked by others. A semi-literate person who knows Qin characters but doesn't understand Qin Yan, is compared to a scumbag by his superior younger brother in all aspects. Thinking about it, he is all kinds of abuse. How can Hu Hai be so chic and calm today?

"Father, the sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Without the hardships you have suffered in the past, how could you be where you are today? Without you today, how could you have such a cute and cute son as Erchen? Everything that the son can enjoy today is the return of the father's suffering in the past, and it is bestowed by the father on the son. For this, the son will remember it in his heart and dare not forget it for a moment." Hu Hai leaned forward, He took his hand, and followed Ying Zheng with a face of dependence.

"Bear boy, you are the only one with a sweet mouth." Ying Zheng looked down at Lai on his body, smiled innocently, and said lovingly: "But my father still likes your three-headed figure, who can't even walk steadily. All kinds of cuteness." Ying Zheng said while habitually wanting to touch Aiko's head, but also worried about messing up the crown he had so hard to wear; pinching Aiko's face, but also afraid of leaving a mark on his face Hong Yin, it doesn't look good to go out, so I had to withdraw my hand with a resentful face, "But when my father was nine years old, he was seven feet tall, unlike you... at most six feet."

"Father is really bad! Bad taste!" Hu Hai let go of Ying Zheng, stomped his feet vigorously, and said angrily and annoyed: "Can't you change the stalk?"

Just listening to the long crown on Hu Hai's crown, and the "thunderbolt and crackling" collision sound because of his violent movements, one can know how bad his mood is.

On such an auspicious day, it's hard to let people have to mention such a bad thing?Six feet is also 1.4 meters. In the 21st century when children's development is getting better and better, they are the height of a normal ten-year-old boy. How come in the Qin Dynasty, he himself became a dwarf?

Hu Hai's thoughts of being unhappy and unhappy became more and more unhappy when he saw his brothers...and sisters.

It's okay for brothers, but sisters are also this tall?Are you still letting people live?Do you really think you are playing seventeen princes and a dwarf?