Ying Zheng mentioned Sima Jie's marriage again, as if he was in a hurry to marry his sister.

Sima Jie smiled and said, "I don't dare to slack off on the king's good intentions, and what should be prepared has been prepared, just waiting for the king to set a date."

"Hehe, that's fine." Ying Zheng thought for a moment and said, "This time is set in a month."

"Thank you." Sima Jie arched his hand and said.

"Okay, in this case, the widow will also forget about it." Ying Zheng turned around and said, "By the way, how are those classics compiled?"

Sima Jie said: "The "Historical Records" is still in the stage of sorting out historical materials, and the "Sou Shen Ji" has several special people to compile it."

"Hmm." Ying Zheng nodded and said, "The paragraph about the end of the Shang Dynasty and the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty, that is, the story of King Wu's war, will be compiled separately and renamed as "Fengshen Bang".

"The Gods List?" Sima Jie muttered, and then understood Yingzheng's intentions, "Hehe, presumably the king wants to show some respect to his predecessor."

"Yes, indeed." Ying Zheng said, "When I have time, the widow will collect some character materials from that time and hand them over to you."

"Wechen will definitely do it with his heart." Sima Jie said.

Let's talk about it, the two of them have come to the door of the Treasure Pavilion.

Sima Jie ordered the guards to open the door, then walked in front and entered the Treasure Pavilion.

When I came to the secret room, I saw that the nine big tripods were still standing peacefully in the open space in the middle, as if they had been sleeping.

Ying Zheng walked to the front of Da Ding, stroked Ding's body, and his eyes rippled slightly.

The Jiuding in front of him is a symbol of Chinese royal power, and it is also a tool that he will inevitably use in the future, but he doesn't know when and what month it will be used.

Perhaps, the safety of the entire Jiuxiao is tied to this Jiuding.

But this Jiuding's secret, it seems that Ji Fa doesn't want to tell himself right away.

Is there something else hidden?

was pondering, Ying Zheng only felt that the hand placed on Ding's body was faintly hot.

Ying Zheng was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his arm to look at his palm.

You must know that Jiuding is a constant temperature all year round, and when Yingzheng touched Jiuding in the past, there was no similar situation.

However, there was no change in the palm of his hand, and Ying Zheng looked up at the place where the palm was pressed just now, and couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that the palm-sized area was faintly flushed with a hint of red, and then gradually merged with the color on Ding's body, becoming lighter and lighter.

Ying Zheng curiously tapped the place again with his finger, although the temperature was not as hot as just now, there was still residual temperature.

What's going on?

Did you accidentally touch some mechanism?

No, except for this small piece of Ding's body, Yingzheng has never touched anything.

At this time, Sima Jie came over and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

"Something strange happened." Ying Zheng still stared at the hot place and said, "This Jiuding suddenly has a little fever, almost burning the widow."

"Huh?" Sima Jie's mouth opened wide, "Will this Jiuding still heat up on its own?"

After that, Sima Jie curiously put his palm in another place on his body.

"It's not hot." Sima Jie said.

"You put it on for a while." Ying Zheng looked at Sima Jie and said.

"Hmm." After Sima Jie answered, his palm added a little strength, and it was closer to Dading.

After a while, there was no change, Sima Jie lowered his arm, and then looked at the area, and there was no sign of redness and fever.

"It's weird." Ying Zheng muttered, "Could it be that this Dading still watches people put down dishes?"

With that, Ying Zheng curiously put his hand on the rest of his body again.

But this time, like Sima Jie, there was no change in Ding's body.

Is it a delusion?

Of course not

, Yingzheng has now lifted the ban, and he will not easily have a delusion.

Wait a minute......

Lifting the ban?

Could it have something to do with this, or something to do with the awakening of one's own bloodline?

seemingly

, This doubt can only be asked by Ji Fa.

However, Ying Zheng was still curious to try them one by one on the other eight big tripods, but there was no response.

It seems that this phenomenon of fever only occurs with the first touch.

After carefully inspecting each big ding, he didn't find anything abnormal, Ying Zheng moved a ladder and checked the interior of each big ding, but he still didn't find any changes.

"In the future, if the widow is not in Xianyang, you must come to see this Jiuding from time to time." Ying Zheng looked at Xiang Sima Jie and admonished.

"Yes." Sima Jie said.

Ying Zheng glanced at the nine big dings again, and then said, "Let's go, it's time to go back."

Sima Jie answered and walked out of the secret room with Ying Zheng.

When he was about to walk out of the Treasure Pavilion, Ying Zheng suddenly asked, "When will your father come back?"

"It should be soon." Sima Jie replied, "A while ago, he sent back a letter saying that there are still two batches of grain seeds left, and according to the time calculation, he may be back in a few days."

"Hmm." Ying Zheng said, "The widow plans to go to Lishan in three days, and if he comes back after the widow is gone, then tell him that the widow has ordered the purchase of goods from the nations, and your father will be the master of trade in the future."

"Okay, Wechen wrote it down." Sima Jie arched his hand.

"It's getting late, and the widow has gone back to the palace."

The two went out of the Treasure Pavilion, and Ying Zheng, accompanied by Sima Jie, walked out of the gate of the inner mansion, stepped on the war horse, and returned to the palace alone.

When he came out this time, Ying Zheng didn't ride the maple leaf out, because the maple leaf was too eye-catching, and if he rode out, anyone would recognize him as King Qin.

After bringing the maple leaf back to the palace yesterday, Ying Zheng ordered Zhao Gao to find a separate stable, and sent two careful grooms to take care of it, and now he hasn't seen it all day.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng quickened his pace and hurried back to the palace.

The days of late autumn were much shorter, and the sky was gradually darkening, and a gust of wind blew, bringing a chill.

Entering the palace gate, Zhao Gao greeted him.

Ying Zheng handed the reins to Zhao Gao and said, "Let's go, accompany the widow to see the maple leaves."

Zhao Gao smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid you miss the owner of the Maple Leaf."

"......," Ying Zheng squinted at Zhao Gao, "You kid has also learned to entertain widows."

"Hehe, isn't the slave afraid that the king will see things and think about people?" Zhao Gao smiled innocently.

"Let's go, it'll be dark in a minute." Ying Zheng urged.

"Hey!" Zhao Gao responded.

The two of them came to the stable, which belonged to the maple leaves, but saw that the two grooms were whispering outside, not knowing what they were muttering.

Zhao Gao coughed lightly, and the two horsemen found out that King Qin was coming, and hurriedly bowed to the ground.

"What are you muttering?" Zhao Gao asked sharply.

"Back to the steward, the little ones are talking about Madame, she's ......," one of the grooms said halfway through his words, and he broke up.

"Ma'am?" Ying Zheng asked, "Which lady?"

Before the two grooms could speak, a voice came from the stables: "It is me, Your Majesty."

As he spoke, a figure appeared at the door of the stable, and the first to come out turned out to be a belly.

It's not who Hu Yu is.

In fact, Hu Yu's belly is not very big, I don't know if she deliberately stood out, or if she is used to walking like this on weekdays.

"Why are you here?" Ying Zheng looked at Hu Yu and said, "The widow still wants to go to you for a while."

Hu Yu pursed his lips and said, "Okay, your majesty, you actually put me behind the horse."

Ying Zheng: "......"

Seeing this, Zhao Gao waved his hand to the two grooms, and the three of them walked away.

"Your Majesty, do you say that it is me and the child that are important, or is this trophy of yours important?" Hu Yu said angrily.

Booty?

"This maple leaf is a national gift that we can exchange with each other, not a trophy." Ying Zheng said.

Hu Yu snorted coldly and said, "I heard that the generation of the Elite Kingdom is a queen."

"Uh......" Ying Zheng was slightly flustered, "That's again

How?"

"Since it's a queen, what is this horse if it's not a trophy?" Hu Yu twisted his head to the side.

Ying Zheng knew Hu Yu's temper, she was definitely not really angry, so she turned to laugh and said, "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say, now you can tell the widow, you have a stomach, what are you doing here, is it possible, to steal horses?"

"Cut." Hu Yu said disdainfully, "I'm here to see, the legend says that the king is in love, the widow has only come back for a day, are you going to have a temper with the widow?"

Facing Ying Zheng's soft voice, Hu Yu's expression finally relaxed, lowered his head, and said softly, "Actually, the concubine ...... The concubine just wants to stay with this Dawan Ma for a while."

"Hehe, isn't this the end." Ying Zheng said, "The widow knows that you came all the way here, you must be curious about what this sweaty horse looks like."

Hu Yu, who has liked to practice martial arts since he was a child, in addition to liking to dance knives and guns, and fiddling with various blades, he also has a very happy smile, "Let's take it out and take a closer look, okay?"

"It's already dark out there." Ying Zheng said.

"Then light the torches." Hu Yu said.

Ying Zheng knew that Hu Yu would not give up until he reached his goal, and he just wanted to use the maple leaf to curry favor with Hu Yu, so he already had a plan in his heart, but on the surface, he said with a little embarrassment, "Okay."

Entering the stable, Ying Zheng personally untied the reins of the maple leaf and led it outside.

Hu Yu also found a spare lantern, lit it and came over.

Caressing the horsehair of the maple leaf and feeling the gasp of the maple leaf, Hu Yu's heart couldn't help but flutter.

Even if you are a literati, you can't help but praise a few words when you see such a horse, not to mention that it really works, so I am happy: "It seems that you like the maple leaf very much."

Hu Yu nodded vigorously and said, "Maple Leaf...... What an apt name, the concubine was still wondering why the owner of this horse gave it this name, and it seems to make sense."

At this time, Hu Yu didn't bother with the intentions of the exquisite queen who sent the horse.

"Your Majesty, let's ride out of the palace on horseback." Hu Yu said with a grin.

Ying Zheng's expression was slightly embarrassed: "You are pregnant, forget it."

Hu Yu pursed his mouth and said, "When I was pregnant with Hu Hai last year, didn't the concubine accompany the king back to Zhao Kingdom, what is this road in front of me?"

"Okay." Ying Zheng agreed a little reluctantly, "But let's walk along the palace wall, we can't go too far, if you don't feel well, come back immediately."

"Hehe, got it, let's go." Hu Yu's eyebrows fluttered and led the maple leaf and walked out.

Ying Zheng sighed lightly in his heart, so flattering, coaxing her to be happy, I don't know if it has any effect.

Is Hu Yu's womb a boy or a girl?

It's a bit of a headache.