Great Qin State Teacher

Worried that Fusu could not cope with Zhao Ji, Xu Fu was about to stand up, but he heard Fusu continue to use an innocent tone, blocking Zhao Ji's words back, "What is grandma talking about? Fusu has always stayed here Ah, Fusu is very obedient and doesn't run around, how could he see other people? Oh... Fusu only met one..."

"Who?" Zhao Ji's eyes lit up suddenly.

Xu Fu secretly thought it was funny.

He guessed what Fusu was going to say.

"Here, it's him." Fusu turned his head, pointed to the swaddling baby in the hands of the palace man, and as if afraid that Zhao Ji would not understand, he specially explained: "Hu Ji gave birth to my younger brother."

Zhao Ji's complexion suddenly changed, even in front of the children, she unabashedly showed her displeasure.Zhao Ji felt that she had been fooled by a child. If it wasn't for Fusu being the eldest son of Yingzheng, Zhao Ji knew Fusu's status well, and probably couldn't help but teach Fusu a lesson.

She turned around aggressively and wanted to leave, but a strange expression suddenly appeared on her elongated face.

Zhao Ji walked over quickly, and pulled the palace man roughly, the palace man was startled, and almost dropped the child in his arms.Zhao Ji looked at the child's face, and her expression became even uglier. Xu Fu could even vaguely catch a glimpse of the disappointment in Zhao Ji's eyes.

What is Zhao Ji disappointed about?Did she think that would be the child she gave birth to?

Xu Fu thought it was really ridiculous.

If Zhao Ji was smarter, and if she really cared about her illegitimate children, she should behave herself for a while, at least win Qin Shihuang's heart a little bit, and then go to find their whereabouts in private, which is better than running to her with great fanfare now. Qin Shihuang came from the bedroom, trying to get some words out of the child's mouth.

Zhao Ji did not give up, she did not believe that Ying Zheng would be so cruel to her.

But there was nothing she could do if she didn't give up, she couldn't find the whereabouts of her two children.

The son she gave birth to really died...

Win, politics.

Zhao Ji walked out of the hall in a daze, not caring about attacking Xu Fu again, and Xu Fu escaped.The palace people sent Zhao Ji away respectfully, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while someone at the side quietly reported to Ying Zheng.

Qin Shihuang's flag was set up too quickly. One day before, he had mentioned to him to avoid the Queen Mother Zhao, and the next day he ran into Zhao Ji himself.

Xu Fu finished complaining secretly, and suppressed the urge to yawn, sleepy and hungry, it would be better for him to eat first.

As soon as he pulled his leg, Fusu hugged his thigh, tightly grasped his hem, and said nervously: "Mr. Xu, I, I'm a little scared..."

As soon as Fusu's words fell, that Hu Hai seemed to echo him, and then burst into tears.

I have been frightened by Zhao Ji all over again, and my nerves are so slow that I am only crying now...

Under the influence of Hu Hai, Fu Su's big eyes looking up at Xu Fu also became watery.

Hu Hai cried even louder...

The palace people were in a mess and couldn't be appeased.

Fusu's expression became even more pitiful...

Xu Fu: "..." Qin Shihuang, come back quickly and bring your son!

I don't know if Yingzheng really has feelings for him, Xu Fu stared at Fusu's hair with a cold face, and when he was unmoved (at a loss), he finally heard the voice of the palace man It sounded outside the hall.

"Kings!"

Ying Zheng is back!

It was rare for Xu Fu to look forward to Ying Zheng's return so much.

Ying Zheng stepped into the palace gate, his expression was gloomy and condensed, but after noticing the weird postures of Xu Fu and Fu Su, the expression on his face instantly became weird.

Although Ying Zheng smiled a little, he still said to Fusu in a serious tone: "Fusu, why don't you let Mr. Xu go?"

Hu Hai on the other end was simply forgotten, and he was still crying while clutching the collar of the palace man's chest. After crying for a long time, he finally got some attention from Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and asked the palace man, "Can't you coax Hu Hai?"

The palace man lowered his head in fear, "Mr. Huhai is young, so it's not easy to coax..."

Hu Hai's voice was a little hoarse from crying.

Ying Zheng didn't intend to take Hu Hai over at all, Fu Su said weakly, "He was crying so hard...Can Fu Su hug him?"

How old is Fusu?It was too much effort to pick up a Huhai, the palace servant turned pale, and he didn't dare to hand it over to Fusu.

Ying Zheng didn't mean to kill Hu Hai immediately, and of course he wouldn't agree to let Fu Su hug him.

Xu Fu couldn't take it anymore, no matter how powerful Qin Shihuang was, he still couldn't handle the two children!So what to do?It would be great if there were some heart-purifying spells and silencing spells, he must stick them on Hu Hai's forehead.

Xu Fu sighed in his heart, with a paralyzed face, he reached out and grabbed Hu Hai into his arms.

Hey, how did you chant that mantra?

Xu Fu has seen it in ancient books, but he thinks it is useless in all likelihood, and most of the mantras come from Buddhism, Buddhism and Taoism are not compatible, so if he recites it, can it be useful?

Xu Fu was still trying to recall what the Qingxin Mantra was like, but he heard the palace servants on the side pointing at Hu Hai in his arms in surprise, and said: "Young Master Hu Hai, don't you cry?"

Xu Fu and Ying Zheng looked down at the same time, Hu Hai indeed opened his mouth and yawned sleepily, choked twice, and stopped crying.

Fu Su opened his mouth wide, "Is Mr. Xu more powerful than Nanny?"

Xu Fu: "..."

He was just hugging Hu Hai at the moment, as if he had returned to the time when he was still in the teacher's school.At that time, Shimen would occasionally bring a few children from the orphanage. Their place was relatively backward, and the procedures were simple and they could be adopted home. However, many people took advantage of this, and after taking the children away, they broke their limbs and pretended to be Abandoned disabled people begging for money on the street.Shimen couldn't bear it, and wanted to pass on the master's skills, so he would bring some children back as apprentices if the financial ability was still affordable.

Xu Fu entered the school early, and occasionally hugged those juniors and juniors.

It's just that he doesn't like children very much, so he often holds them for a while and then throws them away.

Xu Fu didn't expect that this casually learned skill could be used here.

Xu Fu looked down at Hu Hai in his arms again for a long time, Hu Hai opened his small mouth and yawned a few times, then closed his eyes, his small brows were still wrinkled together, and there were still wet tears on his cheeks , it still looks a little pitiful.

Hu Hai grabbed Xu Fu's sleeve and didn't let go.

Ying Zheng's brows did not loosen, but tightened even more.

Not to mention liking Hu Hai, it would be nice if he didn't dislike him. Seeing Hu Hai occupying Xu Fu's arms, Ying Zheng soon realized that he was a little unhappy.

"Take Hu Hai away." Ying Zheng ordered Gong Ren very ruthlessly.

The palace servants carefully picked up Hu Hai from Xu Fu's arms, but they hugged him, even though they were still holding onto Xu Fu's sleeves.

The palace servants showed a troubled look, and looked at Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, this..."

Ying Zheng drew out his saber neatly, and then slashed neatly, with a stabbing sound, the cloth was cut open.

Xu Fu raised his arms, looked at his torn sleeves, "..."

Did Qin Shihuang eat gunpowder today?

Seeing this, Fusu shivered unconsciously.He had no doubt that his own father would probably stab himself in the stomach with a sword in his anger.

Fusu let go of his hands quickly, and said in a low voice: "Father, Fusu can go and take care of younger brother." After saying that, he turned around quickly, grabbed the corner of the palace man's clothes and shook, "Let's take Hu Hai out."

Seeing the sword in Yingzheng's hand, the palace people were also very disturbed. Hearing this, they immediately looked at Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng nodded, and only then did the palace dare to lead people out.

As soon as the two sources of noise, Fusu and Huhai, disappeared, Xu Fu suddenly felt that the pressure on his head was relieved a lot.

Xu Fu's face turned slightly pale. He was prone to such symptoms when he got up early and didn't have time to eat breakfast. Before Ying Zheng could speak, he said first, "Your Majesty, can you let me eat first? "

After being interrupted by Zhao Ji, Xu Fu was faintly dizzy now.

Ying Zheng's face became serious in an instant, and he called his servant, "Chuan Shan."

Xu Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

After eating some food, Xu Fu looked up at Ying Zheng, "Does your majesty have something to say?"

"Empress Dowager Zhao made things difficult for you?" Ying Zheng's eyes flashed an imperceptible disgust.

"No." Xu Fu shook his head.In his opinion, there was indeed no one who could really embarrass him.He is open-minded, and he is capable enough, so who else would make things difficult for him?Whether it was Qiu Ji, Wang Liu, Zhao Yi, or even the current Zhao Ji, he never paid attention to them.

Classifying them one by one is just a process from a small monster to a big monster, but Zhao Ji, a big monster, has been beaten to the point of bleeding by Qin Shihuang, so why should he be afraid?

Ying Zheng didn't believe Xu Fu's words.

In Gongyang Palace, he personally experienced how vicious the Empress Dowager Zhao's words can be, even for his own son, but if it was for Xu Fu, wouldn't the Empress Dowager Zhao be even more arrogant?

Ying Zheng had eaten a long time ago, and he didn't move his chopsticks at this time, but just sat there, looking at Xu Fu's face quietly.

Xu Fu's temperament is too good.

Too pure and kind, but also outspoken, does not hold grudges, and even disdains behind-the-scenes tricks.Such a person, can he protect himself?

A strange idea came to Ying Zheng's mind.

If he is, he will be able to protect Xu Fu completely.

Xu Fu quickly finished his breakfast, put down his chopsticks, drank some water, and couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, will Queen Mother Zhao live in the palace all the time?"

It's not that he minds Zhao Ji making trouble for him, Zhao Ji can do whatever she wants, and he's not stupid, so why would he allow Zhao Ji to bully him.

On the contrary, he was more worried about Qin Shihuang.

Thinking about what Mao Jiao said to Qin Shihuang, Xu Fu couldn't get rid of his worries.

Sometimes his eyes are too sensitive. After Zhao Ji stepped into the palace, he could see the bad luck hanging between Zhao Ji's eyebrows at a glance. The whole person is shrouded in it, and then Zhao Ji can't tell what life-threatening accident will happen.

The disagreement between Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji has become something that everyone knows in the bottom of their hearts. When Zhao Ji kicks her legs in Xianyang Palace, won't Ying Zheng become the biggest object of suspicion?Others may not say it in their hearts, but what about the other six countries?What about the rest of those who came to seek refuge in Qin?What will they think?Confucianism, which is so popular now, might confront Qin even earlier.

Now that he has seen it from Zhao Ji, it is better to remind Qin Shihuang earlier.

Ying Zheng didn't know what Xu Fu was thinking, his heart sank slightly, and he thought, sure enough, Queen Mother Zhao still made things difficult for Xu Fu.

"She will always live in Oasis Palace." Until death.Ying Zheng said silently in his heart.

Hearing this, Xu Fu could only tell what he had seen.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager Zhao came here today, and I accidentally saw her..."

"See what?" Ying Zheng waved his hand to ask the palace servants to remove the tableware, and Ying Zheng turned to look at Xu Fu.

Xu Fu didn't hold back anymore, and immediately said: "The Empress Dowager Zhao's brows are gloomy, her eyes are wrinkled, and her eyes are bloodshot. During this time, she must be irritable and restless every day. I will see her with black air between her brows again..."

"Is there something wrong?" Ying Zheng, who was already familiar with Xu Fu's rhetoric, answered immediately.

Xu Fu nodded, "There is indeed a disaster. I don't know if it's a man-made disaster or a personal one. I'm afraid that Empress Dowager Zhao is prone to some kind of emergency."

An obscure light flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, "Oh? Really?"

Xu Fu didn't realize that something was wrong with Ying Zheng, nodded and said: "I'm not mistaken, it should be so, if we don't take precautions in advance, then Empress Dowager Zhao will have an accident, and the king... how should he deal with himself?"

Ying Zheng was startled, only to realize that Xu Fu's reminder was for him.

His face suddenly relaxed a lot, "The widow knows, I'm sorry."

Xu Fu didn't take this matter to heart at all.

He eats, drinks, and lives all for Qin Shihuang who spends money, so his job naturally includes sharing worries for Qin Shihuang.

Ying Zheng accompanied Xu Fu to finish his breakfast, seeing that Xu Fu was indeed not worried about Zhao Ji, so he left.

After leaving the gate of the palace, Ying Zheng paused, and suddenly called the palace servants at the gate to him, "In a moment, you pack up all the things in Mr. Xu's side palace, if after sunset, he will move in again." If you go to the hall, you find an excuse to shirk."

The palace people smiled and said, "Here."

Then he retreated.

Xu Fu, who was in good spirits after breakfast over there, went to find an ancient book, opened the bamboo slips, and wrote in it: the technique of lowering the head.

Xu Fu looked at it seriously.

He really thought that maybe Qin Shihuang's big bed would be lowered and he would have nightmares as soon as he fell asleep.

At sunset, Xu Fu wanted to eat dinner in advance, but was politely rejected by the palace servants. Xu Fu didn't feel that there was anything wrong. This was Qin Shihuang's territory. As a guest, how could there be so many blah blah blah? ?

If you can eat it, eat it, if you can't eat it, wait for Qin Shihuang to come back.

After a lot of tossing until Ying Zheng returned, the two had dinner together again, and when they were full, Xu Fu said to the palace man, "Take me to the side hall."

Unexpectedly, the palace man was blessed, and said euphemistically: "The beds in the side hall have been packed up, the wax sacrifice is coming, and there can no longer be people in the side hall."

Xu Fu felt that a bolt from the blue had struck on his head.

He was going to share the bed with Ying Zheng again?

Was he going to live with that dream again?

The expression on Xu Fu's face remained cold and unchanged. He turned around and met Ying Zheng's probing eyes. Xu Fu unconsciously looked away.

After the palace man retreated, Xu Fu suddenly remembered.

What is the relationship between living in a side hall and the wax festival?

The two clearly have nothing to do with each other!

But it is impossible for Xu Fu to call him back, the palace man would say so, could it be that he received Qin Shihuang's order?Qin Shihuang had no reason to stop him.

Did Qin Shihuang fall in love with the feeling of sharing the same bed with someone?Or in the long dark night, Qin Shihuang would feel lonely alone?

The corners of Xu Fu's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that the more he thought about it, the more crooked he became.

Now that he has been rejected, he has no choice but to obey.Xu Fu, who has a strong ability to accept, just silently decided in his heart that he should study the head lowering technique carefully tomorrow.Otherwise, it’s better to find this detoxification medical skill...

It is extremely difficult to cross from one industry to another. Xu Fu's job is a fortune-telling magician. If he is asked to study head-cutting and poison medicine, there will naturally be many difficulties on the way.This made Xu Fu very puzzled. In the modern city, there are signs of living gods everywhere, claiming that he can know 500 years ahead and know 500 years in the future, can tell fortunes and fortune-telling, and can kill ghosts and demons through Fengshui.

So versatile, with so many crossovers, how do they do it?

In a blink of an eye, the day of the wax festival came.

And Xu Fu has been troubled by spring dreams.

The feeling of having long wet pants full of crotch every night is really too bad.

But on this day, no matter how bad Xu Fu's spirit is, he will fight hard.This is only out of professional ethics. If he should do it, he must do it well.

In the morning, burn incense and take a bath.

This was a rare occasion, Xu Fu woke up much earlier than Ying Zheng.

When Yingzheng woke up, he could see from the light and shadow that the palace servants put clothes on Xu Fu's bare back. The candlelight was dim and dim, blinding his sight. He had to sit up from the bed, but he only had time to see Xu Fu's neck and back. That little piece of exposed skin.

The mole on the back of Xu Fu's neck was obviously under the dim candlelight, but at that moment, Ying Zheng felt that it was clearly imprinted in his eyes.

Ying Zheng was startled, and his expression was in a daze for a while.

The dreams I had had countless times seemed to overlap with the picture at this moment.

"Your Majesty?" the palace servant beside the bed called out carefully, waking Ying Zheng awake.

Ying Zheng pretended to glance over Xu Fu inadvertently, then looked away, then got up and was bathed and dressed by the palace servants.

After he finished picking up and returning to the dormitory, Xu Fugang put on the full set of sacrificial attire.

The color of the dress is black, the totem is red, and there are exaggerated totem patterns printed on it. Xu Fu doesn't know what it symbolizes, but just wearing such a dress on the upper body quickly casts a layer of mystery on Xu Fu's originally cold temperament. sense and beauty.

It's like a sacrifice in an ancient temple.

Xu Fu thought unconsciously.

After seeing Xu Fu's appearance, Ying Zheng also lost his mind for a short time.

The leather belt was tied around Xu Fu's waist, and his neckline was also neatly and neatly overlapped. Ying Zheng felt that he was falling ill again, and his first thought was to tear off the leather belt. Rip the neckline...

Ying Zheng coughed unconsciously, hiding his thoughts.

Xu Fu noticed Ying Zheng's arrival.

The palace servants stepped forward to change Ying Zheng's clothes, and the black crown was draped over Ying Zheng's body, Xu Fu unconsciously held his breath.

It is indeed Qin Shihuang.

The whole body is black, he is dressed noble and majestic, Ying Zheng's expression is cold, even if he just stands there at the moment, it makes Xu Fu feel that he seems to be high above, sitting on the throne, overlooking all living beings.

The two looked at each other, and then separated their eyes.

Ying Zheng said indifferently, "Have you got everything ready?"

The waiter replied: "It's all set."

Another servant came up to Xu Fu, bowed and said, "Mr. Xu, please come out of the palace with me first."

Xu Fu, as Fengchang Temple Taibuling, has the right to accompany him, but after all, he could not leave the palace with Yingzheng. If that was the case, Xu Fu's existence would not have caused an uproar in the Qin court.

On this day, they cannot eat in advance.

The ghosts and gods are sacrificed on top of the wax sacrifice. Only after the ghosts and gods are sacrificed and the gods are sent away can they start eating.

Xu Fu pinched his own palm, remained absolutely awake, and then left the palace with the servant.

Along the way to Fengchang Temple, Su Yi immediately greeted him.

"I thought something happened to you." Su Yi breathed a sigh of relief, his movements were not conspicuous, but Xu Fu still caught his eye.

Xu Fu was embarrassed to tell people that he was just too cold, too lazy, and didn't want to see Zhao Yi so soon, so he came to Fengchang Temple.

"Nothing." Xu Fu could only continue to pretend to be cold and replied two words, and then stepped into Fengchang Temple.

At this moment, Su Yi also noticed the sacrificial clothes on him, and Su Yi breathed a sigh of relief again, and said, "Sure enough, it's just that the person who brought the clothes missed it."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Xu Fu's mouth, but he didn't explain much.

Yingzheng specially ordered someone to make another robe for him, which is not suitable for publicity.

After stepping into Fengchang Temple, Xu Fu's distinctive sacrificial attire immediately met with scrutinizing eyes. Those eyes were either envious or jealous, and of course some were plain and indifferent.

Xu Fu saw Zhao Yi in the hall at a glance.

Zhao Yi's complexion was not very good-looking, he was even a bit haggard. He took a deep look at Xu Fu, and quickly looked away. There was no emotion in his eyes.

Seeing that Xu Fu noticed Zhao Yi, Su Yi hurriedly whispered in his ear again: "These days you are coming, Zhao Yi's complexion is getting uglier day by day."

Xu Fu thought in his heart, he was panicked, and it was not uncommon for him to look ugly.

"Perhaps it's sad that the auspicious day he predicted was not chosen." Xu Fu said in a word.

It's not yet time to expose Zhao Yi. He will let Zhao Yi relax for two more days, but it's only two days.

Su Yi nodded, straightened the sacrificial clothes on his body, and a rare smile appeared on his face. The smile appeared on his usually serious and rigid face, which was in great contrast.

Not long after, Tai Zhuling led the rest of the people, preparing to go outside the Xianyang Palace to follow the wax festival team.

After Taizhuling appeared, he led a few people out, and these few people really earned a lot of attention in Fengchang Temple.

Among the crowd, Xu Fu was the only one who was more familiar with Su Yi. While walking on the road, Su Yi would chat with Xu Fu once in a while, so he wouldn't be too deserted and lonely.

Soon, they arrived outside Xianyang Palace.

The team gathered together, and there were soldiers and attendants to protect the team firmly. Xu Fu stood far away, and he couldn't even see Ying Zheng's car clearly.

Xu Fu's heart suddenly became complicated.

In the past, he has always entered and exited with Ying Zheng. It can be said that apart from Ying Zheng's palace servants and servants, as well as his flowery harem, he is the closest to Ying Zheng.

At the coronation ceremony before, he always stood by Ying Zheng's side, and even held the crown for Ying Zheng.

But now, he can only stand far away, looking at it from a distance, but he can't see anything.

A group of people first marched to the sacrificial temple in Xianyang City, where the ancestors' spirit tablets were placed. Although it was not as complete as Yong City, it was enough to worship once during the wax sacrifice.

Only then did Xu Fu have a chance to step forward.

Taizhu stands behind Yingzheng, and after Taizhu comes Taishi and Taibu.

Xu Fu stood in it, and he and Su Yi happened to be standing next to each other.

Both of them were wearing black sacrificial attire, but when they stood together, it was easy to tell which one was wearing the more exquisite sacrificial attire.

Yingzheng was different from his previous appearance in front of Xu Fu. He made no secret of his majesty and arrogance. Once he stood tall in the temple, he was daunting.

The ministers no longer dared to underestimate Ying Zheng, they all followed the rules and looked up at Ying Zheng with sincere eyes.

Taizhu's libretto.

Soon, Ying Zheng finished offering sacrifices to his ancestors.

The group of people withdrew again and went to the fields outside Xianyang City.

When Yingzheng got out of the car again, he had already changed his clothes. He took off the black crown suit. He was wearing a white plain suit, wearing a leather hat made of deerskin on his head, and holding a hazelwood walking stick. He looked quite strange. , as if to perform some kind of sect.teach.Ritual.

Ying Zheng is not very suitable for white clothes. Wearing white clothes on his body makes him too tall and has a slightly dark complexion as shortcomings.

He is obviously very masculine and handsome, but he is repelled by the temperament of the white clothes.

But no matter what, Qin Shihuang is Qin Shihuang after all, even if he is wearing a robe that does not match his temperament, his majesty and arrogance have not diminished at all.

At this time, a lot of people had gathered between the fields.

The common people are dressed in yellow field clothes and bamboo hats, standing on the periphery on both sides.

Standing in the encirclement, Xu Fu suddenly felt imposing.

See also Taizhu libretto.

"Soil turns back to its house! Water to its gully! Insects don't grow! Vegetation turns to its swamp! Soil turns back to its house! Water turns to its gully! Insects don't work! A good year is like soil, and every year takes hundreds of thousands!"

After he finished singing, Ying Zheng began to sing.

Xu Fu didn't quite understand what was being sung, but Ying Zheng's voice was low and magnetic, and the singing went from low to high, as if a mallet was gently knocking on Xu Fu's heart, one click, one click .

Very intoxicating.

The people also sang and chanted ballads.

Immediately, the voices of the crowd dispersed between the ridges of the field, some male and some female, some high and some low.

Inexplicably, Xu Fu felt a bit of blood boiling all over his body, just like in his previous life, when he was in the teacher's school, he watched the Spring Festival Gala every New Year's Eve with the antenna that didn't work very well, obviously there was nothing to see , but just inexplicably get excited when the twelve o'clock strikes.

The music of bells and drums sounded immediately.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of bells and drums gradually died down, Ying Zheng also stopped, and the voices of the people gradually disappeared.

It is different from the Spring Festival in later generations. During the Spring Festival, everyone is happy, but at the wax ceremony, everyone looks majestic and serious.

This may be due to differences in customs.

The wax sacrifice is to sacrifice to ghosts and gods, so they naturally have to show their solemn side in order to welcome ghosts and gods without any offense.

Afterwards, several men in strange robes staggered out of the crowd, and neither the soldiers nor the attendants stopped them.

Wearing hideous and weird masks, they set up various sacrifices on the ridges of the fields.

Afterwards, palace people and common people brought precious food such as wine and meat to these people's feet. Those people were not polite, they picked up the wine and meat and began to eat and drink. It was also difficult for Xu Fu to see what the people under the masks looked like. .

The chimes stopped.

Taizhu sang again, "Sacrifice to the Eight Gods."

Eight wax gods.

That is, Xianxi, Siji, Nong, Zibiao, Maohu, Fang, Shuiyong, and insects.

After sacrificing to the Bawa God, I heard Taizhu sing again: "The wax sacrifice is over! The gods are drunk, and I will send the gods back to heaven!"

The bell sounded again, sending the ghosts and spirits away.

When the bell stopped again, the palace people hurriedly stepped forward to remove the sacrificial objects and distributed them to the public. Only then did the people who received the sacrificial objects show their smiles.

Xu Fu unconsciously cast his eyes in the direction of Ying Zheng, he saw that the expression on Ying Zheng's face was also relaxed, and Ying Zheng seemed to notice his gaze, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Xu Fu, There were too many people around, and Xu Fu didn't know why he felt a little guilty at that moment, and quickly looked away.

There was also some food in Xu Fu's hands, and Xu Fu took it in his hands and was stunned.

He looked through the classics before, and only knew that in the wax ceremony, as a Taibu, he didn't need to do extra things, but he didn't know that there was such a link.

Su Yi whispered beside him: "Why don't you eat it? It doesn't suit your appetite, so you have to eat it. After the wax sacrifice, these sacrificial objects are very good things."

Xu Fu no longer hesitated, raised his hand and ate it. It was just ordinary rice, and it had no special taste in his mouth.

The people shouted and dispersed, and the ministers also dispersed one after another.

Xu Fu was stunned, and Su Yi said next to him: "The wax festival is considered to be over. After the wax festival, there will be banquets. I don't know if your home is in Xianyang City. If you are not there, go back with me and have a banquet." Excellent."

Xu Fu was about to respond immediately, but suddenly thought of Ying Zheng.

The ministers all retreated, what about Qin Shihuang?After the wax festival, will he also hold a feast?Then who will participate?

"...No, I already have arrangements." Xu Fu still rejected Su Yi.

If Qin Shihuang had already made arrangements, and he followed Su Yi away, it would be bad to offend Qin Shihuang.

The crowd had almost dispersed, and the soldiers and attendants escorted King Qin's chariot and drove back to Xianyang City, Xu Fu followed behind inconspicuously.

Of course, he just thought it was inconspicuous.

Xu Fu's appearance is outstanding, how could he be so inconspicuous?Someone had noticed Xu Fu a long time ago, but after the wax festival, the whole country carnival, who has the leisure to care about others?

The car quickly returned to the Xianyang Palace, and Xu Fu also followed in kindly.

Ying Zheng was driving in the car at this time, his face was not happy, even his expression was tense.

Zhao Gao didn't know why Ying Zheng didn't like it, he just thought that Ying Zheng thought of the Queen Mother Zhao in the palace, so he felt that the banquet after the wax ceremony was meaningless.

It's a pity that the banquet after the Wax Festival must be held every year, and the Queen Mother Zhao will definitely attend the banquet, and I don't know if there will be some troubles at that time.

No one knew that Ying Zheng was not happy at this time, but at the wax ceremony, he saw a person who behaved very closely with Xu Fu, and they often talked with each other by ear.

Ying Zheng felt disdainful, saying that that person must not be a gentleman if he behaves like this.

But no matter how disdainful he was, the tacit understanding between that man and Xu Fu made Ying Zheng feel uncomfortable, and his face couldn't get any better.

The car slowly stopped outside the palace.

Xu Fu also stopped in his tracks.

Ying Zheng got out of the car with a serious face, wondering if that person would invite Xu Fu to the banquet together?What if Xu Fu agreed in a moment of soft-heartedness?

Ying Zheng was thinking about it at first, but when he turned his head, he saw Xu Fu standing behind the car with a calm and aloof posture.Something in Ying Zheng's heart was touched vaguely.

He ordered Xu Fu, the servant, to come forward, and said in a low voice: "At this time, you must not be able to return to the teacher's gate, so let's have a feast with the widow today."

Xu Fu had nothing to refuse, so he nodded without thinking too much.

The palace people had already prepared the banquet, some went to invite Mr. Fu Su, and some went to invite the Queen Mother Zhao, and even the women in the harem were not left behind.

On this day, the co-chairs in the palace no longer paid too much attention to status. If they had to pay attention to status, except for Concubine Zheng, those women could not sit with Ying Zheng.

Xu Fu and Ying Zheng didn't change their robes, they went directly into the hall.

The censer and brazier were lit in the main hall, and the wine was still warming. Outside the hall, snowflakes were fluttering, and the cold wind whizzed past, which could freeze people to the point of numbness.After entering the hall, Xu Fu suddenly felt a warm feeling, and his body was extremely comfortable.

Ying Zheng took the upper seat, and then gave Xu Fu the seat next to him.

If it was in previous years, the one sitting there must be Lu Buwei.

Zhao Gao hesitated for a while, and said: "The Empress Dowager..."

Ying Zheng immediately remembered that there was still the position of Queen Mother Zhao.

But this year he really didn't want to face the Queen Mother Zhao, so he ordered someone to put a screen behind him, and set up a table for the Queen Mother Zhao alone, so that the Queen Mother Zhao would just sit behind the screen.

Xu Fu sat down, there was already a maid in front of him pouring wine and food for him, the table was full of food, very rich.

Zhao Ji arrived very early, and not long after they were seated, they saw Zhao Ji wearing a gorgeous palace attire, very gorgeously dressed, leading the palace people into the palace gate, Zhao Ji looked cold and glamorous, and caught a glimpse of Xu Fushi, who was under Yingzheng's head, He sneered slyly, and then walked up to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng stood up, saluted her coldly, and then asked someone to take Zhao Ji behind the screen.

As soon as she heard that she was going to sit behind the screen, Zhao Ji's expression changed immediately.

She gave a low laugh and said three words, "Good son!" Then she gritted her teeth resentfully, and led the people around behind the screen.

Fusu followed closely, his small body striding through the gate of the palace, followed by the palace man, who even carried Hu Hai, followed by a nanny.

Fusu Chao Yingzheng and Xu Fu both saw the ceremony, but Zhao Ji behind the screen, I don't know if he really didn't see it, or if he was so clever at a young age, he just ignored Zhao Ji.

After everyone was seated.

Outside the gate of the palace was the delicate voice of Yingying Yanyan.

Then Xu Fu saw a dozen beauties, leading the palace servants into the hall.

These beauties are exquisite and beautiful in palace attire. Their figures are slender, but the makeup on their faces is a bit scary.

Xu Fu unconsciously looked away.

I also don't know how Ying Zheng endured their smeared fans' unskilled faces?

Seeing Xu Fu staring closely at the dozen or so beauties, Ying Zheng's heart tightened.