Yiren and Wang Jian returned from Longxi, and that night, Lü Buwei found him, and the two talked all night.

The next day, Yiren dressed in Chu clothes and came to the prince's mansion with gifts.

"The son visits his mother." Seeing Mrs. Huayang, Yiren hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed, and said in a non-standard Chu dialect.

Mrs. Huayang glanced at Yiren vigorously, ate a petal of orange sent by Shudi, and did not speak.

"Mother, my son sent a few musicians from the Chu State, I don't know if I can let them in and play music for my mother." Inhuman said.

"I have a heart." Mrs. Huayang nodded.

Seeing Mrs. Huayang speak, Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Lu Buwei had already prepared, otherwise the relationship between the two might really break down because he hadn't contacted Mrs. Huayang for several months before.

Yiren's biological mother is still there, and in his heart, he is very reluctant to recognize Mrs. Huayang as his mother. But for the sake of King Qin's position, he had to do it.

I thought that when I returned to the Qin State and walked into the sight of the King of Qin, his position as the heir would be stable.

But Lü Buwei's words woke him up: "If one day the great king Bintian, the crown prince has more than 20 sons, do you dare to guarantee that he will definitely make you the crown prince? In the past, when you were in the Zhao Kingdom, did the prince send you money and send servants?"

When the stranger heard this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, and replied Needless to say, if he was favored, he would not have been sent to Zhao Guo in the first place, and if he was favored, he would not need to bother to catch the line of Mrs. Huayang.

Now he has certainly entered the sight of King Qin, but Lü Buwei is right, and it is the Prince Zhu who decides whether he can become the King of Qin in the end, not Qin Wangji.

Unless, the crown prince pillar died in front of Qin Wangji......

But in this case, it is difficult to say whether the position of the crown prince falls on him or on one of Qin Wangji's sons......

"Now that you have been made the heir, it is only because of the importance of Mrs. Huayang that you say good things about you in front of the crown prince, if one day other princes and grandsons use some methods to please Mrs. Huayang, what should you do?" Lu Buwei asked in a deep voice.

"Please sir teach me." The Inhuman bowed down.

After the two talked all night, Yiren immediately came to the Prince's Mansion, and Mrs. Huayang's attitude towards him really became a lot colder.

"It's been a long time since I've heard the rhythm and singing of the Chu Kingdom." At the end of the song, tears appeared in the corners of Mrs. Huayang's eyes, since marrying into the Qin State, she has not returned to the Chu State for decades.

In recent years, the relationship between Qin and Chu has deteriorated, and she has not given birth to an heir for Prince Zhu, and people in Qin State have continued to make statements that seriously hurt her, if it weren't for Prince Zhu's love for her, she might have been deposed a long time ago.

Now when I hear the local sound, I can't help it, and when I see the Chu clothes on the alien person, it also becomes very pleasing to the eye.

"This is a gift from the son from Longxi to his mother." Yiren took out a bead of unknown material from his sleeve, which was crystal clear, and carefully placed it in front of Mrs. Huayang, "My son went on an expedition for the first time, and he didn't know about military affairs, and he was accidentally injured in the battle with the Yue clan, for fear that his mother would worry, he didn't dare to tell his mother, and asked his mother for forgiveness."

Yiren said without a trace the reason why he didn't give gifts to Mrs. Huayang during this time.

"My son is hurt? Let me see it, I told your father at the beginning, don't let you go, your father has to insist, say that the king has a life, and the king's order can still be as important as my son's life?" Mrs. Huayang pulled up the stranger with concern.

"Thank you for your mother's concern, my son is fine." Inhuman said.

"Mother still has a few gold sore medicines prescribed by the imperial doctor, take them back when you leave." Mrs. Huayang said.

"Thank you mother, there is one more thing my son would like to ask his mother to accept." Inhuman said as he bowed.

"My son, but it doesn't hurt to say." Mrs. Huayang sat back and stepped on.

"Since the son has recognized his mother as his mother, it is a little inappropriate to call him by his previous name, so he asks his mother to give him a name." Yiren knelt in front of Mrs. Huayang's knees, his eyes full of sincerity.

That's right, this is what Lü Buwei offered him to re-get

Mrs. Huayang's favorite method, and it can also make him the only one among all the sons of Prince Zhu!

Mrs. Huayang's face showed a look of surprise, and after a while, she spoke: "You are dressed in Chu clothes, and you are my son, so it is better to call Zi Chu in the future."

Inhumans need her to establish the position of heir, and she also needs Inhumans to block everyone's mouths as a future support, even if this son is not biological.

"Son, thank Mother for the name." Inhuman knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"My son has a heart." Mrs. Huayang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, picked up Zi Chu, held his hands and said, "I'll stay in the mansion for dinner later."

……

"King Yu, there is news from the Qin State that Wang Sun Yiren was adopted as an adopted son by Mrs. Huayang and renamed Zichu." Liu Ping walked in with a piece of information.

"It seems that Yiren, no, Zichu has already established himself in the Qin State." Zhao Kuo looked at the information and said with a smile.

He didn't feel worried, compared to Qin Wangji, Prince Zhu and Yiren were not a threat at all.

"In addition, our merchants have already mixed into the ranks of the Qin State, and the Qin State is preparing supplies and is expected to leave after the beginning of spring next year." Liu Ping said.

"I see." Zhao Kuo nodded, "Is there any news from the north again?"

Five days ago, news came from Dai County that there was a snow disaster.

The snow in the north was heavier, and it snowed heavily for three days and three nights, reaching the waist height of an adult, and countless cattle, sheep and horses froze to death.

Zhao Kuo immediately ordered Kong Bin to replace him and go to northern Xinjiang for disaster relief. At the same time, let all localities along the line organize personnel to clean up the roads and send winter clothes, grain, coal and other materials to northern Xinjiang.

"What about the Hu people?" Li Bo, the county guard of Daijun, sent someone to ask, in the hearts of most people, the Hu people are not their own people.

And it is true, as long as there is the concept of Hu, this title, Hu people will never become the real Zhao people.

"There are no Hu people in my Zhao country, only Yunzhong people, Yanmen people, and Dai people!" This is Zhao Kuo's answer.

Li Bo immediately understood what Zhao Kuo meant, all those who have a household registration in Zhao are all Zhao people, and they are treated equally.

Li Mu only left the sentinels and 10,000 defenders, and led the remaining Great Wall guards south to relieve the disaster.

"Not yet." Liu Ping shook his head.

"The king, report on behalf of the county." At this moment, Wei Wuji walked in from outside.

"Read." Zhao Kuo said immediately.

"The king is above, the minister Li Boyu played, fortunately the king's wise move, the minister opened a warehouse in time for disaster relief, and the guards went south to rescue, and the snow disaster was controlled at the first time. Only nine people were killed in Dai County, hundreds of people were injured, and doctors have been arranged for treatment, and many cattle, sheep and livestock have frozen to death." Lieber wrote in the letter.

Zhao Kuo gave Liu Ping a look, and Liu Ping immediately understood and gave up.

Although Li Bo said in the letter that only nine people died in Daijun, Zhao Kuo still had to send someone to check that in this era, even if there was no snow disaster, more than nine people would freeze to death in a winter.