For teacher, for father

At the foot of Mount Li, east of Lintong County, which is more than 30 kilometers away from Xi'an, lies this majestic and quiet cemetery of ancient emperors.

After sitting on the plane for a whole day and then changing to trains and cars, Ji Hao and Xu Mo finally arrived at Qin Wangzheng's cemetery, and found a small hotel to rest before dark.

Along the way, Xu Mo observed the young people around him intentionally or unintentionally. Ji Hao was a little too silent. He didn't ask him various questions with great interest like before. Even those black eyes were dull now. look like.

Obviously, the two have revealed their identities to each other, but the relationship has not changed much.Xu Mo lay on his bed with his head tilted, looking at the young man in a trance with his dark and quiet eyes.

It was still the same light-colored casual clothes, thin short hair, and long eyelashes, but his expression was still a little sick, and Ji Hao's lips were slightly pursed, without any curvature.

……

"I have used the name Xu Fu for thousands of years, and then because some people targeted me... so I had to change my current name and live in the United States."

The man spoke softly, breaking the silence between the two.Xu Mo observed the young man's reaction, his face was expressionless as expected.

Of course he knew what Ji Hao was worrying about. Running all the way to Xi'an was just his last struggle. Ji Hao had a beautiful family in this era, two parents who loved him, and an excellent cousin ...Under such a perfect background, how could a young man abandon his family and really follow Ying Zheng for the rest of his life?

He is an adult man, he has a sky that he should support, and he has social obligations and bottom lines that must be obeyed.

As for the bottom line, Ji Hao is the same as most people in the world - family.

Pain, struggle, sourness, reluctance... are all the emotions that haunt young people now.Between family and Ying Zheng, reason told him he had to choose the former, but sensibility tormented all his senses and stimulated his tired nerves.

The reason why he came to Xi'an was because it was too painful for Ji Hao to carry these emotions these days, and he needed an outlet, even though he knew that he had no hope of returning to Ying Zheng's side.

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"Mr. Ji, you... are indeed sincere to the emperor." Xu Mo sat up, obviously raised his voice, and then laid out Ying Zheng, which really caught the other party's attention: "Qin Ling came to the throne at the age of 13. In that year, Prime Minister Li Si presided over the planning and design, and at that time... the army that defeated Wei had just returned to Qin."

Xu Mo knew that the young man was in a bad mood, so he deliberately bypassed Ying Zheng's reaction to Ji Hao's death and the consequences, and just stepped back and said, "I was lucky to be with Li Si and witnessed the entire process of the construction of the mausoleum. And also Know some... some secrets that people don't know now."

"secret?"

Ji Hao turned around, leaned casually on the pillow, and quietly listened to the man's revelation.

"For example...the tombs of the royal family are underground mausoleums, including the emperor's personal tomb, and none of them have been discovered. You should have heard of some, because the secrecy measures are very good, so even experienced archaeologists No one dares to dig the underground tomb rashly."

"If you accidentally destroy this building that has been passed down through the ages, it is not a trivial matter."

"I know this." The young man snorted casually. Ever since he found out the other party's identity, Ji Hao no longer regarded him as his superior: "This is not a secret, Xu Fu."

The man smiles, not angry about it.Instead, he stretched his arms, nestled his body comfortably in the soft mattress, and rarely made a fool of himself: "What I want to talk about is the next thing... Haohao." Xu Mo called that on purpose, because he wanted Ji Hao Staring at him, he stopped the conversation before the other party could speak: "I know the way to enter Diling... Maybe this can send you back to the emperor's side."

"..."

"How about it? Do you want to give it a try?" Xu Mo stood up, with a smile on his lips, bent slightly and stretched out his slender arms, making an invitation gesture to Ji Hao: "I know you want to see the emperor, don't you?" ?”

The young man raised his head, his black eyes were full of pain and struggle, but they were still clear.Just as Xu Mo guessed, whether it was Ji Hao or Ji Hao, he loved his family and his relatives, and he had to shoulder the responsibilities he had.He can give his life to Ying Zheng, but he can't give up his family.

Ji Hao was silent, and after a long while, he decisively slapped Xu Mo's outstretched hand away, with a firm tone: "I still have a family, Xu Fu, do you understand?"

"but……"

Xu Mo didn't take back his hand, but pressed his hand on Ji Hao's shoulder even more aggressively, forcing him to look at him, and said in a deep voice: "The emperor regards you as a blood relative, how can you abandon him?" ?”

"'A hundred years is enough if you have a gentleman here.'——Because of this promise to your husband, the emperor would rather guard his corpse in the ice room and die of illness than take the holy medicine brought by his minister."

243 BC, the third year of Qin Wangzheng.

The young emperor who came to the throne at the age of 13 has turned 16 years old. He was officially selected by the Empress Dowager Huayang and the Empress Dowager Zhao to add some popularity to the cold harem of the king. Ji, the daughter of a civil servant in the state of Qin, is a beauty.Only the position of the queen has always been empty.

At the beginning of Yingzheng's ascension to the throne, he took over the end of the war left by the remnants of the previous generation King Zhuangxiang, so the young King Qin devoted all his attention to the war of the six kingdoms for three years, and even regarded this as a The reason is that he rejected the proposal to find the Queen and the Queen Mother of Huayang to choose a queen for himself, and devoted himself to the state affairs, which also won the voice of the whole country in one fell swoop.

However, only Xu Fu, who is now named as the royal pharmacist, sees Ying Zheng...not like this.

In front of everyone, this emperor is young, shrewd, introverted, violent and precocious, even though the power in Xianyang Palace is not good for young people, the left side has the heart of a tiger and wolf, Lu Buwei is watching closely, and the right side is following the crowd All the courtiers and parties can make Yingzheng very busy every day, but they retain a little bit of ease.

In Xu Fu's view, there are always people who can influence Ying Zheng... It's just that they are tightly hidden by this proud young man, and no one is allowed to see it.

……

Xu Fu withdrew his thoughts, bowed respectfully in front of Yingzheng's Zhengyang Hall, stood up cautiously after the palace people sent a letter allowing him to enter, and slowly walked into the majestic and luxurious building in front of him.

The man leaned forward slightly, walking very slowly.

In the past few days, there has been a lot of quarrels in the court, Lu Buwei is leading the battle, and he wants to evacuate the old general of Meng Ao Meng and appoint a new general, while Ying Zheng wants to protect this hard-working old general.

Therefore, everyone in Zhengyang Palace felt insecure, they all knew that their king was in a bad mood and had nothing to vent, so they could only wait on him more cautiously.

Xu Fu was no exception. Even though he still had a lot of important uses for this young man, Ying Zheng might be in a bad mood one day... It is not impossible to take him into action.

Killing people was the easiest way for this indifferent emperor to deal with it.

"My minister Xu Fu...greetings to the king."

"Get up." A low voice sounded from above, the man stood up, and as expected, he saw Ying Zheng was looking at the memorial in front of him with a dark face, with a bad expression: "You are late, Xu Fu."

"Yes, please make amends, Your Majesty! Because there are not enough medicines, and the best and fresh raw materials must be used...so in..."

"Okay!" The young man shouted, stood up impatiently and did not look at Xu Fu, but rubbed his sore wrist anxiously: "I am not interested in your incompetent work process, if you make such a mistake next time , wasted time...the widow will definitely not forgive you."

"Yes, I will keep that in mind!"

Xu Fu wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, quickly stood up and followed Ying Zheng's pace, carefully looking at the young man's tall and slender back.

Black robe with dragon pattern, gilt outline, Yingzheng's pace is extremely fast. After three years of experience, he has already brought the innate aura of the emperor's family. His long black hair is tied with a golden crown - the young Qin King today, He was no longer the protégé of the Zhao state who was slaughtered by others, and he was no longer the lonely and helpless Prince Qin. As the king, the young man was gradually able to control the entire Xianyang Palace.

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Ying Zheng led Xu Fu to walk the very familiar route in the palace, sent all the maids away, passed through three coverings, and finally entered the entrance of the secret passage, the young man let out a sigh of relief.

The instantly icy air around him actually made him feel comfortable and peaceful, and even his depressed mood because of Lu Buwei gradually calmed down.

Passing through the narrow palace passage, Ying Zheng took the fox fur that Xu Fu had prepared and put it on casually, breathing in the freezing air around him, and quickened his pace even more.

"Hurry up, Xu Fu."

"Your Majesty, don't be too eager...the temperature here is extremely low, please wear warm clothes first."

"The widow tells you to hurry up!"

"...Yes, I obey the order."

The man had no choice but to shut his mouth completely, obediently following Ying Zheng's pace ahead.

It wasn't until the two of them finally walked out of the secret passage and came to a closed room that was completely enclosed with ice as a wall and filled with a faint cold air all around, that Xu Fu took out the potion he had prepared today, and with Ying Zheng's acquiescence, walked forward to the room. Beside the ice bed, looking at the person he saw every week for the past three years, the long black hair was casually scattered, the clothes were intact, the eyes were closed, the face was calm and pale in the ice, the man nodded, Gently gave a big gift: "Mr. Xu Fu...greetings to Mr. Ji."