Chapter 325: How worried about my early death
As the head of the literati, Hu Xiang was a little ashamed when he heard this.
But although the ministers below pay attention to integrity, it is a matter of the country's society, but it is only a woman's life.
If you can exchange the sacrifice of one person for stability, it must be the best.
But in the face of King Qin's gaze, the ministers below were as quiet as quails, even if they thought so in their hearts, they didn't dare to raise objections.
"Since you want to fight, I will accompany you."
approached Qin Sheng and made a series of deployments.
Order the veteran to set off for the border with the Southern Liang.
At the same time, let General Hua Ze return to defense.
"Let the King of Jin guard Leizhou, the seven clans of Leizhou are restless."
Qin Yan, the king of Jin, is Qin Sheng's imperial brother, ranked fifth, the fief is in Leizhou, and there are seven barbarians in Leizhou, all of which are difficult to educate, and even repeatedly set off turmoil.
"Yes."
One order after another was issued in an orderly manner, and the huge imperial court system began to operate in an orderly manner.
King Qin got busy, and Chu Zhiyu turned into a fox and was held in his arms.
Since the battle of Fangshan, under the comparison of Lu Guan and Zisang Yunyang, Chu Zhiyu has deeply realized his weakness.
We must seize the time to cultivate.
Sticking to King Qin, cultivation is even more effective with half the effort.
And with her, the aura that seeped out during cultivation entered King Qin's body in some sporadic ways.
Qin Sheng was originally suffering from an old disease, and after a few days, he felt that his chest was more relaxed, and he was not as bored as a few days ago.
let Chu Zhiyu stay in his arms and not leave.
In the end, he simply asked Chu Zhiyu to move to his dormitory.
It's not that there are no ministers crying and shouting at their mothers, saying that this is unreasonable.
After all, even the queen does not have such an honor to sleep in the same palace with the emperor, and there is no doubt about the love of an ordinary husband and wife.
What's more, Chu Zhiyu is still a favorite concubine.
A favorite concubine from Nanliang.
At such a moment, it is particularly noticeable.
King Qin went his own way, and the attitude that should be shown has already shown that there is no longer an old man who doesn't know each other and meddles in things, and he will be directly pulled out and put in the edict prison.
Closed several times in a row.
The DPRK and China finally calmed down.
Hu Xiang begged to see him, but he didn't directly dissuade him, "Your Majesty, now that the border of Daqin is unstable, and the people are uneasy, you see, can this heir be put on the agenda, it is true that you are strong now, but the emperor's heir has a lot to do, if you have a lot of heirs, you can pamper whoever you want in the future, all of you are loyal to Daqin." ”
He caught a glimpse of His Majesty holding a beautiful little fox in his arms.
There were only two people here, he and King Qin, so they didn't hide it much.
"Concubine Chu is very beautiful, but in the end, she is the daughter of Nanliang, and now that Daqin and Nanliang are fighting each other, at such a sensitive moment, you can't let an accident interrupt the balance between the two, I don't know what you think?"
Hu Xiang only focused on the look of King Qin.
I didn't notice that the fox who was sleeping in King Qin's arms with his eyes closed quietly opened his eyes.
A pair of big eyes were staring at him without waves.
Hu Xiang is worthy of being a smart person, and smart people are not ordinary when they speak, so those who were imprisoned should really be allowed to learn how he persuaded King Qin.
However.
If King Qin was so easily persuaded.
Then he is not a violent, uncertain, and bad-tempered emperor.
"Oh?"
King Qin stroked the smooth back of the fox, its fur was groomed very clean and smooth, and it was hard to put down.
"What, I'm worried that I will die early and won't be able to keep the dragon seed?"
"Panic!"
Hu Xiang lifted his robe and knelt down.
Qin Sheng indifferently let him kneel on the ground, his fingers running between the fox's hair.