Chapter Seventy-Eight: What Does Your Majesty Mean by This?
"Rocking chair?"
The First Emperor looked at the strange-looking chair on the ground with some confusion, but his body did not refuse, and slowly sat down under Zhao Ying's encouraging eyes.
However, he tentatively leaned back.
The center of gravity shifted back, and the momentary feeling of weightlessness made him feel shocked, and he subconsciously grabbed the armrest of the chair, and before he could react, the chair swayed back smoothly.
However, as he shook slightly, he tried to adjust his body, and it was surprisingly comfortable.
First Emperor: ......
Looking at the eldest grandson with a wicked smile on his face, the First Emperor couldn't help but laugh and scold.
"Little rabbit cub, even the eldest father dares to pit—"
Zhao Ying leaned up with a smile, squatted down, pressed the armrest, and gently helped the First Emperor shake the rocking chair.
"Father, when you are busy and tired in the future, you can lie down here and rest for a while, it is more comfortable than sitting on that small chair......
A trace of warmth flowed through the First Emperor's heart, and he nodded with a smile.
After lying down for a while, trying the feeling, he stood up with a smile and looked at the old general Wang Jian who was looking at the recliner with a curious face.
"The old general might as well come and try this rocking chair that my grandson helped me build, and see if there is any merit......"
Wang Jian: ......
Your Majesty, if you want to show off, just say it, the smug little expression on your face is almost unbearable, okay-
However, he was really a little hot for this chaise longue, just looking at the First Emperor hanging there, he already felt that this thing was a good thing.
"Okay, I'll give it a try......"
Wang Jian walked over, leaned on the handrail and lay down slowly, learning from the first emperor just now, and swayed it tentatively twice, and immediately found the fun in it, shaking it up and down.
What should I do if I want to close my eyes comfortably and am reluctant to come down?
"It's a good thing, it's a good thing, the little boy's filial piety is really enviable——"
The old general Wang Jian reluctantly got up from the recliner, looked at the shiny rocking chair on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh sincerely.
The First Emperor waved his hand.
"The old general has a good reputation, but this stinky boy is nothing else, and this filial piety is so-so......"
Wang Jian: ......
Your Majesty, we can't talk about it this day!
The disgusted expression on Wang Qian's face was about to flow out, which made the First Emperor laugh.
"Old general, don't be envious, I estimate that this stinky boy has prepared a ...... for you."
"Father Yingming, I did prepare one for the old general, and I was about to go back and take time to send it to him——"
Zhao Ying was very amusing and praised the first emperor's stinky feet.
Hearing this, the First Emperor looked at Wang Jian with a smile.
See, this is my grandson, filial and sensible!
Wang Jian was also happy this time, and thanked Zhao Ying with a smile.
"Thank you, little boy, but the old minister is disrespectful-"
For a while, because of this rocking chair, the atmosphere in the hall became happy. While the three of them were talking, Zhao Gao walked in with a few attendants holding a bunch of songs.
"I've seen Your Majesty, Little Prince, and General Wang—"
Zhao Gao saluted one by one with a respectful expression, and then commanded a few small chamberlains, and put the music in his hand on the side of a few cases.
"Your Majesty, according to the itinerary, General Meng Tian has completed the handover with General Wang Ben, and he will leave to rush back from Shangjun today, and it is expected that he will return to Xianyang on time around noon tomorrow——"
According to historical records, the marching speed of the Qin Dynasty was amazing, and it only took half a day to gallop more than 200 miles, and it was easy to travel 4 or 500 miles a day.
If you hurry up and travel day and night, one day and one night, you can rush out nearly a thousand miles.
This speed, even those bullish dynasties in later generations, is beyond the reach of dust.
From Shangjun to Xianyang, there is about a thousand miles away, Zhao Gao said that according to the itinerary, he can come to Xianyang from Shangjun around noon tomorrow, which is not an exaggeration.
After all, the New Year is approaching, and Meng Tian has a military order, so it is naturally impossible to delay and stay on the road more.
The First Emperor bowed slightly.
It is a big event to take turns to garrison in various places, around the New Year, it will be arranged, of course, the most important of which is the change of defense between Shangjun and Lingnan, now Wang Ben is stationed in Shangjun, and after the New Year, Meng Tian will replace Ren Huan and garrison Lingnan, this action can be regarded as a complete end.
"There is news from all over the country that after the promulgation of the Tui En Decree, there was some commotion among the nobles in various places, but there was no big movement, but I heard that there were some chaotic jokes within some families - the county guards, county lieutenants and imperial histories in various places have also made preparations in advance to deal with the internal disputes of these families and ensure the smooth implementation of the Tui En Order......
The First Emperor subconsciously glanced at Zhao Ying, who was standing on the side as if nothing had happened, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a hint of a smile, and he nodded with satisfaction.
"Good—"
Zhao Gao then replied in detail to several decrees that the first emperor was concerned about.
When the old general Wang Jian saw this, he wanted to get up and say goodbye, but was retained by the first emperor's look. After finishing the government affairs, the first emperor said to Wang Jian with a smile.
"Why is the old general in a hurry to go back, you might as well stay with me today and have a few drinks with me-"
Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhao Ying happily.
"You also happened to taste whether my grandson's cooking skills have grown......
Wang Jian: ......
Although he was speechless about the First Emperor's crazy behavior of showing off his grandson, he still happily agreed.
In other words, the craftsmanship of the little boy Ying, that is really good, why not have the opportunity to eat.
……
Hu Hai came at a pinching point in time.
It's all calculated, at this time, go to the palace to greet Ah Weng, just in time for lunch, and you can take the opportunity to stay and eat with Ah Weng.
It's all a grace.
He had even figured out what he was going to do with the First Emperor, and how he was going to please his own Awn. As the youngest son of the first emperor's favorite, he is very confident in this.
But when he rushed to Ganquan Palace in a hurry, he was stunned to find that his old father was lying on a strange thing with his eyes slightly closed, swaying up and down gracefully, while chatting with the old general Wang Jian in a relaxed tone.
This is not important, the important thing is that Zhao Ying's dog thing is kneeling beside the First Emperor, skillfully pinching his own Ah Weng's temples, and his own Ah Weng obviously enjoys this kind of treatment.
Hu Hai: ......
He suddenly understood why his master, Zhao Gao, reminded himself again and again that he had to take time to run to the palace a few more times.
FeelingsWhen he was busy taking care of the coal field every day and stockpiling winter materials, Zhao Ying, a dog thing, was changing his tricks every day to please his own Ah Weng!
He had the feeling that he was charging ahead, and when he turned around, his home was stolen by his teammates.
"The boy greets Ah Weng, and I have seen General Wang-"
Hu Hai forced a smile and stepped forward to greet the First Emperor and Wang Jian.
The First Emperor did not get up, but waved his hand casually.
"Let's find a place to sit—"
Wang Jian hurriedly got up and returned the salute.
Zhao Ying didn't get up either, he was massaging the temples of the First Emperor, while raising his head and greeting Hu Hai with a smile.
"Uncle Eighteen, I haven't seen you for a long time, I was just trying to take the time to greet you, but I didn't expect you to come, our uncle and nephew really have a heart-"
Hu Hai: ......
He didn't want to deal with this opportunistic trick, so he knew that every day he changed his tricks to please his own Ah Weng.
But he could only forcibly squeeze out a smile, and nodded at Zhao Ying with a look of approval.
"The cold winter is approaching, during this time, I was worried about the winter and cold prevention in the world day and night, I was so busy that I couldn't take care of your father's greetings, and I was still quite worried about it, but fortunately, I was fine, and I was very happy to be able to serve by my side for Aweng......
Zhao Ying couldn't help but glance at Hu Hai.
No wonder this dog thing in the previous life was able to please the First Emperor, even if he went on patrol, he took him with him, this little mouth is really good at talking.
Sure enough, after the First Emperor heard Hu Hai's words, he smiled a little more, sat up straight with the armrest, and looked at his little son with satisfaction.
"Since you're here today, let's stay and eat together, it just so happens that Ying'er has stewed a pot of venison in the kitchen......"
Hu Hai smiled and thanked him, walked to the side and found a place to sit down.
Sure enough, the eldest father still likes a son who can share his worries.
Hu Hai immediately stopped panicking, and glanced at Zhao Ying with some pride, what can he do if he dangles in front of Ah Weng every day, it's not the same as before, he can be favored, but he can't be valued.
"It's almost done, I'll go to the back kitchen and see—"
With that, Zhao Ying got up directly and went to the back kitchen.
The rocking chair is so comfortable.
Let people relax from the inside out, the first emperor is a little addicted, seeing that Zhao Ying got up and went to the back kitchen, and the old god was lying on the ground, Hu Hai looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Isn't this the opportunity coming?
Very obediently, he knelt down in front of the First Emperor, and stretched out his hand to help the First Emperor massage his temples.
As a result, as soon as the person leaned over and pinched it twice, he was stopped by the First Emperor waving his hand.
"Forget it, you'd better rest—"
Hu Hai: ......
Zhao Gao glanced at him with some sympathy, and for a while he was a little sympathetic.
When Zhao Ying came over with a few maids and a steaming meal, the First Emperor suddenly came to his senses, beckoned, and two attendants moved a round table from the side.
It was the dinner table that was moved from Zhao Ying last time.
"Come, come around, let's eat together......"
Wang Jian and Hu Hai looked at each other.
But he still came over very interestingly, first sued the First Emperor, and then sat down opposite the First Emperor with half of his buttocks.
"Come, let's try my craft—"
Zhao Ying casually pulled a chair, sat down beside the First Emperor, and greeted everyone warmly.
"In this venison, I added some wolfberries, which are not only delicious, but also the most nourishing liver and kidney——"
Speaking of this, Zhao Ying greeted with a smile.
"You might as well eat more—"
As he spoke, he also gave Hu Hai a large number of chopsticks very diligently.
"Uncle Eighteen, I heard that you have recently married a few new little aunts for me, look at your eyes are almost dark, do you often feel that your back is sore and your legs are weak - I will eat more and ......make up for it later."
Hu Hai: ......
I straightened my waist hard.
"Hugh wants to talk nonsense and joke about his uncle......"
When Zhao Ying heard this, he smiled, and enthusiastically sandwiched a chopstick venison for him, and even scooped him a big spoonful of venison soup with wolfberries floating on it.
Hu Hai: ......
He suddenly found that his nephew really owed a lot.
But is it still wrong for a nephew to care about his uncle?
Can you still be an uncle who knows what to do?
Seeing that Hu Hai was eating deflated here with Zhao Ying, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering, the old general Wang Jian couldn't help but flash a faint smile in the corner of his eyes, and then saw Zhao Ying pick up a large chopsticks and put venison on his plate.
"Old general, you are older, eat more ......"
Wang Jian couldn't help but look stunned, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated.
The first emperor looked at his eldest grandson a little speechlessly, this dog thing must be intentional, the last time he came, he took care of his own son, and this time, it was like this again.
Glancing at his little son, who was a little aggrieved, the First Emperor couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Although I know to do something serious, this adaptability is really sad.
Alas-
Forget it, there's still Ying'er here anyway.
After thinking about this, the face of the First Emperor became much more loving, and he even personally sandwiched a piece of venison for Hu Hai: .......
"You really need to pay attention to your body on weekdays, although my children and grandchildren can't all be as strong as Ying'er, they should also be physically strong......"
Hu Hai: ......
I felt like I felt my father's love, but I didn't seem to feel it completely.
I could only nod obediently again and again.
"Ah Weng's lesson is that when the children are busy for a while, so that the capital of Qiandu near Xianyang can live a warm winter, I will take time to exercise......
The First Emperor nodded.
However, I already thought a little bit about the things that Hu Hai repeatedly mentioned in his mouth.
I want to know what my youngest son has done recently, and he dares to say that he will let the capital of Qian, near Xianyang, live a warm winter.
It was the first time for Wang Jian to eat like this.
Several people sat around a table, eating and chatting, and the atmosphere was unexpectedly lively. Looking at this table, chair and bench, I couldn't help but think a little bit in my heart.
The older you get, the more you are afraid of loneliness.
Who doesn't want to watch their children and grandchildren full of people and have a lively and lively atmosphere?
In the past, I didn't feel anything when I ate separately, but now, seeing the first emperor and his son and grandson gathered together, I couldn't help but feel a little envious in my heart.
It seems that there is nothing wrong with eating like this?
"Old general, you might as well drink a few more glasses......
The First Emperor smiled and raised his glass again, but as soon as he finished speaking, the glass was gone......
Looking back, his eldest grandson was looking at him with a straight face.
"Father, drinking too much hurts your body - don't drink it......"
The First Emperor looked at Zhao Ying helplessly and raised his fingers.
"One more drink ......"
"No—"
Zhao Ying ignored the pitiful eyes of the First Emperor, and simply put away his wine glass.
Is this the wine that your old man is drinking?
This is the life of me and our Great Qin royal family!
This scene made the old generals Wang Jian and Hu Hai look stupid, and there are still people who dare to control the first emperor! The most incredible thing for them was that the First Emperor really didn't drink obediently!
"This dog thing, I don't know how to be flexible at all, tomorrow's New Year's banquet, you must not come-"
Listening to the angry words of the first emperor's child, Hu Hai felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart for the first time. Zhao Ying, this dog thing, when has he become so close to Ah Weng!
The old general Wang Jian didn't seem to notice anything, he picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank it all, stroked his beard, and joked with a smile.
"Your Majesty's wine is really mellow - it's a pity that you can only watch the old minister drink it alone......"
The First Emperor was troubled and glared at Zhao Ying.
However, Zhao Ying didn't care about him, rolled up his sleeves, and began to eat Haisai.
At this time, Hu Hai understood why four people would bring so much venison when they ate, and the dog thing was still a rice bucket!
Although the food was delicious and the wine was also a first-class wine, after this meal, Hu Hai was a little distracted when he left.
Obviously, Zhao Ying's dog thing is far above himself in Ah Weng's mind!
It's only been a long time since I let this dog thing take advantage of it-
He glanced back with some resentment, and sent him out of the palace gate to Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao was silent.
However, I secretly made up my mind in my heart.
As the descendants of the late Han Xiangguo said, everyone can fail, but not themselves!
If others fail, they can wait for the opportunity to come again, and if they fail, they will surely die.
Sending Hu Hai away, he looked at Shangjun coldly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
……
The first New Year after the crossing, he came to Zhao Ying's side quietly.
There were no lanterns or firecrackers, but he did see the antique grand sacrifice and the lively play of gongs and drums.
He was like a puppeteer, following the First Emperor, bowing again and again, and the whole process was like a spectator, always feeling a little alienated.
It's New Year's Day.
The most important thing is that this is the thirty-sixth year of the first emperor!
This year, Daqin will embark on a crucial year, and there is less time left for himself.
Here, he is absent-minded.
But I didn't know that all of this today was like experiencing an earthquake for the entire upper echelons of Daqin. Because everyone was stunned to find that when the first emperor brought the ministers to sacrifice this year, a young face appeared behind him.
Little boy Zhao Ying!
I know that His Majesty has been very fond of the little boy Zhao Ying recently, but I didn't expect it to be so pampered.
You must know that this kind of occasion is unusual, and every position is exquisite. In the past, when the eldest son was there, the position next to the first emperor was that of the eldest son Fusu, but now that the eldest son has lost the emperor's heart and went to Shangjun, this position is vacant.
So, before today's sacrifice, everyone was silently staring at this position.
The First Emperor is old, and his health is not as good as before, in a sense, whoever can appear in this position is very likely to be the most powerful candidate for the crown prince in the future.
Although everyone didn't dare to talk about the establishment of the crown prince, it didn't mean that everyone didn't care, everyone was staring at the first emperor and staring at that position.
Wondering, who exactly will appear in this position.
Hu Hai has been looking forward to it for a long time.
The eldest brother Fusu is not here, and his most favored son, Ah Weng, is naturally the best, but he never expected that he would kill the eldest grandson of the emperor halfway-
What does that mean?
It's not just Hu Hai, everyone is thinking about this problem. After all, it was not the eldest son, Fusu, but the eldest son, the eldest grandson of the emperor. Only the old general Meng Wu's eyes were inexplicably excited, and he felt that the day of the eldest son's return was probably not far away.
The old general Wang Jian looked as usual as if he had expected this situation, and he was not shocked or disturbed.
just turned around and whispered an explanation to his grandson Wang Li, and followed the team forward as usual. Wang Lileng froze where he was, blinked his eyes in confusion, and then quietly withdrew from the group and ran towards his house.
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