[Qin] Qin Shi

In short, for his momentary pleasure, Bai Shu had no choice but to forfeit power and signed a series of visual inspections with Ying Zheng that lasted for a lifetime, including daily surveillance not limited to the drinking order: "I'm going to reverse——"

"Then why don't you," Ying Zheng didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, he was almost used to Bai Shu's daily wailing, and even regarded it as a job, "Don't just howl but don't move, get up from my slump , walk out of my Qin Palace with your legs, and go back to your general’s mansion to seek rebellion."

"Oh, by the way, please take care of the official duties of your general's mansion. I am very busy. I don't care about how much the border customs pays, how many people will retire, and what to do after finishing military service-this is your job. Don't rely on Fusu's young age to be bullied, just throw it to Fusu."

Bai Shu was half lying on the imperial concubine's couch, and wailed in pain: "Little Fusu, quickly save your master from your father's clutches, huh?" There was a thoughtful pause, and then the yelling changed its tone, "Wukong, someone is plotting against your master, save me!"

Yingzheng, who had been popularized by Fusu about "Journey to the West", raised his hand, grabbed the memorial beside him and threw it over, and was helped by Bai Shu, who half-closed his eyes and wailed, pretending to be a fan. Fanned it.

"Hey, hey?!" The good boy Fu Su lowered his head, and found that three or four memorials disappeared from his hand, "Father, what are you doing with Su Er's homework?" Fu Su, who is already a teenager He didn't become estranged from his father because of his age, and he still looked like he admired him when he was a child.

"That's right, Your Majesty—" Bai Shu was delighted to have someone to support Ying Zheng, "This was written down by your officials, delivered by messengers, and approved by Fu Su... "He looked at the content of the memorial unfolded by him, and the words of ridicule just got stuck in the air.

Ying Zheng sneered, and looked at Bai Shu with both hands on his chest: "Read."

"Eh..." Bai Shu laughed awkwardly, saw the teasing in Ying Zheng's eyes with his swaying brown eyes, and coughed dryly, "It's not Shu's servant anyway, and it's not Shu's person who lost it. But your majesty Ah, is he too old to forget things, how many greetings is this?"

"Oh, the weather is going well, I just don't want me to forget him." Ying Zheng pointedly pierced the opponent's thoughts, "The left and right are all nonsense, just ask Fusu to 'read' perfunctory."

Fu Su, who was only a tool man next to him, didn't feel embarrassed at all. In fact, he found it quite interesting to read the flattering books everywhere: "They are almost boasting about the father, although Su Er also thinks My father is very powerful, but I can say things like 'King Wen is alive and King Wu is resurrected', wow."

Bai Shu laughed out of face, responding to the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops, against the rushing sound of the stream in the palace in the distance: "No wonder Your Majesty is in a bad mood today, it turns out that someone is so short-sighted, To think that King Wen, King Wu, and His Majesty—it’s too much, really.”

Ying Zheng raised his eyes from the memorial: "I can hear you gloating."

"I don't have any." Bai Shu folded the folder, turned over and sat up straight, restrained his expression and replied seriously, "No matter how small your Majesty's affairs are, they are still big, how can I gloat over such a big matter! "

Serious accusations of Ying Zheng's slander against him, with the appearance of righteous words: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, who belongs to the country, his mood is the weather of the empire, and his safety is the safety of the world. You can't joke about big things. Although Shu..."

He looked at Ying Zheng's playful expression, like a deflated balloon: "Well, Shu thinks it's quite funny."

Ying Zheng, who once again overwhelmed Dongfeng, smiled triumphantly, and his eyes fell on the man in the green robe who was playing under his subordinate not far from the waterside pavilion: "The technician's piano skills really hit your ears." He didn't miss Bai Shu felt tired just now under the warm spring sun, "Do you like it?"

Bai Shu glanced at the blind man who was still playing. He listened to the soft music beside his ears and rubbed his neck: "It's okay, the main reason is that there have been changes in the grassland recently. Shu heard that at the beginning of the year, the tribes on the grassland When they are assembled, they send people to investigate. The information sent back is true and false, and it is very troublesome to distinguish."

"The Huns are back?" The smile on Ying Zheng's face faded with Bai Shu's words, and they naturally changed from fighting to negotiating, and easily turned the cheerful fighting into a serious business discussion, "You back then Haven’t they already been expelled from the pass, and it’s less than a generation before they have the guts to come back?”

The pass they mentioned here was of course Bai Shuda's pass, located in the middle of the Qilian Mountains.

It is a valley with precipitous sides like Hangu Pass, and only the middle part is flat and easy to drive. It is also located in the most northwest direction of Daqin, leading to the opening of the wider territory on the map.

Ying Zheng's problem was not that he didn't trust Bai Shu's military exploits back then, but that he asked more cautiously and speculated about the current situation of those barbarians.

Bai Shu naturally understood this too: "The reason why those people were expelled back then was not because they didn't want to submit to the Central Plains, changed from nomadic to farming, or sold beef and mutton to the nobles of the Central Plains in the future." Said. At this point, Bai Shu raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "Or maybe it was because they killed too much, or because they were soft-hearted, they were let go."

"It's to use them to test out what's going on outside the mountain." He glanced at the young man who seemed to be still obsessed with architecture, and lowered his voice slightly, "Your Majesty also knows that if you want to do business overseas, you will really Daqin has changed into the appearance of 'all nations come to drink', communicating with foreigners and showing our great Qin's national prestige are indispensable."

Ying Zheng nodded, not knowing whether to agree or to show that he knew.

"What about the remnants of the Six Kingdoms?" Fusu was still suspicious, "Nowadays, the Great Qin has reduced its soldiers on a large scale, and the number of soldiers in various places has been reduced on a large scale. Twelve people, if they really fight, will they—"

When he said this, he seemed to be afraid of committing a taboo or leaking the secret, and he seemed very taboo: "What if those people take advantage of this opportunity to continue to sabotage inside Daqin?"

Bai Shu leaned back, leaning on the railing of the waterside pavilion, with half of his arm outside the pavilion: "They dare not," replied lazily, "Change the tune, this Yingyingyanyan is so ugly! "

As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, the artist sitting under the tree changed his tune immediately, from a gentle song to a relatively intense battle song.

Ying Zheng glanced at Bai Shu, put the part of the papers that he had sorted out on his desk on Fusu's small table, and then hugged the other part to Fusu's side: "Come here to deal with the official documents!"

Bai Shu snorted, walked to the cushion and sat cross-legged reluctantly, and began to solve these troublesome things.

The palace people watched the frolicking in the pavilion go away, and the one who had been taking a break from his busy schedule also started to get busy, and quietly walked to the side of the luthier: "Mr. Gao," although this person is more like a prisoner and blind However, the courtiers in the Qin Palace treated him with the same politeness as others, "Your Majesty and the general are busy, do you need a rest?"

"Yes." Gao Jianli, whose fingertips were already numb, nodded, and rejected the palace servant who wanted to play the piano for him, "Please lead the way." He was blind, and usually relied on other senses to receive people and things, It was easy to hear that what led him back to his temporary residence today was a voice he had never seen before.

Maybe he was thinking too much, but now he is alone in this dragon pool and tiger den. Although he can occasionally contact the king, but the first emperor has other guards by his side, and because he is vigilant about his identity, he can't get close, even if he has the heart to assassinate Qin. , but it was repeatedly postponed because it could not accurately find the target.

When the music stopped, Gao Jianli, who was leaning over to hold the piano, didn't see it. Except for Ying Zheng who was still busy with official duties in the courtyard, Fusu and Bai Shu's eyes had already turned to him.It's just that it's hard to make a sound due to sympathy, it's like a child peeking at an adult's secret, raising it to take a peek, and pretending to be busy pretending to be busy.

Until Gao Jianli's figure disappeared from their sight.

"I'm so curious." Fusu was younger after all, "What if he doesn't bite my hook?"

"Then why don't you get another one?" Bai Shu raised his hand and rubbed his chin, "He will always bite if you throw a few more. After all, in order to get close to His Majesty, he can even use his own heartlessly. I will give up, and it is even more impossible to return halfway—Shu is more curious, and I will take him away from the palace today, looking strange."

As he spoke, his eyes drifted to the motionless man sitting on the other side.

Crazy hints.

"I'm also fishing." There's nothing wrong with admitting that, "You are only allowed to teach Fusu?"

Bai Shu laughed awkwardly: "Who is your Majesty planning to attack?"

Regarding Bai Shu's question knowingly, Ying Zheng raised his hand and clicked on the official document on his own desk when he answered, making invisible threats and demonstrations and reminders.

As for whom is he fishing for?

Gao Jianli, who was led by the palace people to walk in the palace, noticed that the route they went back was not the route he had come here today, but Gao Jianli did not ask any questions, he just silently remembered Lin Lu's voice, By the way, he secretly simulated the map of Qin Palace in his heart.

However, the palace servant seemed to have mind-reading skills, and explained in a low voice: "Our lady heard that His Majesty has summoned Mr. Gao one after another in the past few days, and Mr. Gao is expected to perform skills by his side, and he has been praised by the king, so she wants to learn a thing or two from Mr. Gao. "

"It's an honor to be praised by others," Gao Jianli had calculated in his heart, but still had that respectful look on his face, "I wonder who this lady is?"

After King Qin proclaimed himself emperor, he did not award his harem, so even though the previous dynasty had gradually taken shape, Yingzheng's harem was so barbarous that it still used the title of King Qin's period: "Our empress is the birth mother of the eighteenth sons whom His Majesty loves the most. Ji, if you please our majesty, and your majesty praises you a few times in front of His Majesty, you will be extremely rich."

The palace man said: "After all, our empress is the celebrity in front of Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Gao Jianli laughed, no matter what he thought in his heart, his face was respectful: "Yes."