Chapter Forty-Eight: Your Majesty, You Have Hurt Your Concubine

"Your Majesty, I will be the young prince of the palace to ask for a meeting."

After Meng Yi left with a full stomach, Zhao Zhong came in again to report.

Ying Zheng rubbed his temples, and after a while, he spoke: "Let him in!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Seeing His Majesty's tired appearance, Zhao Zhong sighed in his heart, and then left.

"Minister, the public loses ink to see Your Majesty."

Gong Yimo's face was full of sorrow, and he bowed to Yingzheng.

Although it was twenty meters away, Ying Zheng still asked about the strong smell of wine, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "What do you see?" ”

"Your Majesty, the minister wants to resign and return home."

With the strength of wine, Gong Yimo has become a lot bolder.

If it was a normal state, he would never dare to speak when he saw His Majesty's displeasure.

"What? Is this a pick? ”

Ying Zheng's brows tightened, and he wrinkled into a Sichuan shape.

"The minister didn't dare, but the minister felt that he was no longer qualified to serve as a young man."

Gong Zhimo lowered his head, not daring to meet His Majesty's gaze.

"What? Feeling aggrieved? ”

Ying Zheng's originally cold voice suddenly became softer.

"Your Majesty, it's not a pity for the ministers to die."

"But the public loser, since the ancestors, has been passed to the hands of the ministers, nearly three hundred years."

"If the loser declines because of his ministers, what face will he have to see his ancestors and ancestors after death."

Gong Zhimo suddenly howled and cried, pouring bitter water at Ying Zhengda.

"If Daqin is not destroyed, the public loser will prosper forever, Aiqing is too worried."

Ying Zheng walked down, came to Gong Yimo, who was crying bitterly, and helped him up.

"But Your Majesty ......"

Gong Yimo was shocked, and was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"I know what Aiqing is worried about, and Aiqing needs to understand the general situation and the overall situation."

"With me, the sky of this Great Qin can't fall, and your losers can't die."

"Does Aiqing know?"

"In order to be able to conquer the Xiongnu in the north as soon as possible, I took out all the burial goods of my imperial tomb and sold them."

"All the uses of this Xianyang Palace have been reduced by two-thirds."

Ying Zheng turned around, turned his back to Gong Zhimo, and said in a rather melancholy tone.

Gong Yimo had already woken up most of his wine at this time, and looked at His Majesty's back in disbelief, feeling very complicated.

"I don't know if I will be a young man, but in fact, during this time, His Majesty has already ordered that there is only one dish and one soup for each imperial meal."

"For the great cause of the Northern Expedition, Your Majesty has worked hard every day to save everything that can be saved, but what?"

"It's just a drop in the bucket for the huge military spending."

Zhao Zhong's eyes were red on the side, and he said with tears in his voice.

"Your Majesty, Your Minister......"

Gong Yimo's voice was choked, and his hands were a little trembling.

Ying Zheng directly interrupted him, and said in a deep tone: "When the empire survives this financial crisis, I will compensate the public losers heavily."

"The minister is guilty, and he is willing to donate half of his family wealth to do his best."

Gong Yimo felt that he was too small compared to His Majesty.

"Aiqing's heart, I accepted it, he succeeded in the Northern Expedition, and Aiqing also contributed to it."

Ying Zheng's righteous words were very gratifying.

"The minister will retire first, Your Majesty take care of your body!"

Gong Zhimo wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve and bowed.

After saying that, he slowly took a few steps back, and then left lonely.

After waiting for Gong Zhimo to leave, Zhao Zhongcai whispered: "Your Majesty, does the plan need to be changed one or two?" ”

The smile on Ying Zheng's face gradually solidified, and he said in a deep voice: "No need, act according to the plan." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Zhong felt his heart tremble violently, and an endless chill slowly emerged from his back.

"Concubine, see Your Majesty."

At this moment, Hu Ji walked in with a fluttering colorful dress and a fruit bowl in her hand, and saluted Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng waved his hand at Zhao Zhong, Zhao Zhong immediately understood his mind, bowed his hand, and slowly left.

"Ai Concubine, no courtesy."

Ying Zheng walked back to his throne with a faint smile on his face and beckoned to the orchid.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

With a charming smile on her face, Orchid walked up to the high platform with light steps.

"Concubine Ai has come to bring me something delicious today?"

Ying Zheng looked at the fruit plate in Hu Ji's hand and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, this jujube is sweet and sour, the taste is excellent, the concubine is this morning, picked by hand from the upper garden, supplemented by sweet syrup, carefully concocted."

Hu Ji put the fruit plate in his hand on the wooden table in front of Ying Zheng, took advantage of the situation to lose her center of gravity, and naturally lay down on the king's side.

"Concubine Ai should be careful, if it breaks, I will be distressed."

Ying Zheng held the beautiful woman into his arms with one hand, and picked up a book of music with the other hand to read it.

The orchid lying in the king's arms was as well-behaved as a kitten, stretched out her slender jade fingers as white as jade, picked up a red jujube from the fruit bowl, and ate one for herself first.

After a while, another one was fetched, and then it began to be quietly delivered to His Majesty's mouth.

In the Pingtian Palace, there is less hustle and bustle, and more tenderness and warmth.

Until nightfall, the dates in the fruit bowl had already been wiped out by Yingzheng.

After reviewing the last book, Ying Zheng couldn't help but shake his head, stretched a long lazy waist, and suddenly felt refreshed.

"Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, handling government affairs, and working hard, so let the concubines serve Your Majesty for Your Majesty and stretch your muscles!"

The orchid emerged from His Majesty's arms, stood up, and was full of grace.

"What the concubine said won my heart."

Ying Zheng slowly lay down on the couch, and then stretched out his big foot and put it directly in front of Hu Ji, who was half-squatting in front of the couch.

The orchid skilfully removed the shoes from His Majesty's feet, and then placed His Majesty's big feet in his arms.

Push Yingzheng's calves vigorously and evenly, and use his body to warm the king's restless feet.

One, two, three, four,

Five-six-seven-eighty-ninety pieces,

Thousands of pieces, countless pieces,

Flying into the plum blossom is always gone.

An hour later......

Hu Ji was sweating profusely, lying in Yingzheng's arms with a flushed face, and whispered: "Your Majesty, it's time to eat." ”

Ying Zheng was lying on the couch in disheveled clothes, his eyes were closed, as if he had just experienced a thrilling battle, his physical strength was exhausted, and he said weakly: "Concubine Ai just looks at the arrangement."

"The concubines obey Your Majesty's holy words."

After getting dressed, Orchid summoned her personal maid and gave her instructions, and then began to reshape her makeup.

After a while, the maid walked in with a jade plate.

Hu Ji personally took the jade plate, then put it on the wooden table in front of the couch, gently shook Yingzheng's arm and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to eat." ”

Ying Zheng, supported by Hu Ji, slowly sat up and opened his sleepy eyes.

When I saw a plate of steamed shrimp and a pot of fish soup on the wooden table, my eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

"The concubine heard that His Majesty was worried about the country and the people, cut down on food and clothing, and issued an edict to eat only one dish and one soup for one meal, so she didn't dare to disobey Your Majesty's holy decree."

Hu Ji was stunned when she saw His Majesty, her heart tightened slightly, and she hurriedly said.

Ying Zheng still didn't speak, but looked at the fish soup and shrimp on the wooden table, thoughtful.

"Your Majesty, this shrimp is fluffy and delicious."

Orchid picked up a shrimp with chopsticks and brought it to Ying Zheng's mouth.

But before she could put it in her mouth, Ying Zheng's big hand suddenly grabbed her jade wrist.

Hu Ji felt a strong attack on the jade wrist, and the hand holding the chopsticks could no longer maintain balance, and the chopsticks and shrimp fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Your Majesty, you hurt your concubine."

Hu Ji looked at Ying Zheng pitifully and said coquettishly.

"Slut, who gave you the guts to assassinate me?"

Ying Zheng's face was gloomy, and his voice was cold, and he was gentle and elegant just now, and he was like two people in an instant.

"Your Majesty, the concubine has been wronged!"

Orchid suddenly lost color in fright, and said in confusion.