Chapter 67: New Year's Red Envelopes from the First Emperor

Zhao Si did not sleep on the dragon bed, but was carried to the side hall.

It wasn't until Zhao Si woke up that he was shocked to realize that he had achieved the achievement of staying in the Dragon Palace overnight.

That's it for the New Year, and it's business as usual after the New Year.

It stands to reason that officials have a break in the New Year, but unfortunately, the first emperor's drive has to continue to march, and he still has to go to work.

It took more than two months to go all the way.

For Zhao Si, the real New Year is coming.

The goose-feathered snow fell one by one, and the sky was covered with a white gray.

The frame swayed forward, and Zhao Si sat in the driver's seat and looked up, and a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes.

"It's New Year's coming." Zhao Si muttered.

After all, this New Year is just a holiday of his own.

No one celebrates, no one blesses, and Zhao Si is alone.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the convoy is becoming more and more strenuous to move, but fortunately, there must be a post station every 100 miles of galloping, which can also accommodate people to rest.

Some soldiers cleaned the room, some people carried things, and Zhao Si stole a free time, huddled alone in the corner to watch the snow.

"How do you have to stay here?" Wang Li rubbed his hands and leaned over to look at Zhao Si leaning under the tree.

"Look at the snow ......"

"What's so beautiful about the snow, it's so cold, go eat hot pot!" Wang Li shrunk his neck, and white smoke could come out of his mouth as he spoke.

Zhao Si shook his head and smiled, but he wasn't too sad, so many years have passed since he crossed over, and he didn't have a good time in his previous life, what is there to be sad about?

Talking and laughing with Wang Li, the two of them talked and laughed all the way in, and the small hot pot was already boiling.

There are beef, venison, lamb, fish, and even bear.

All kinds of mushrooms fall into a pot, with chili sesame sauce coriander garlic sesame oil, in this snowy season, while watching the snow, while eating hot pot, it is a beautiful thing.

"How did you get it?" Wang Li was taken for a long time and suddenly asked.

Zhao Si was stunned for a moment and stopped his chopsticks: "What's wrong?" ”

"I see you're a little distracted." Wang Li picked up a piece of venison in his hand.

"Is it so obvious?" Zhao Si put a piece of beef in a dipping saucer and wrapped it in sesame sauce.

"Yes, you've been driving a little sluggish all day today, but what's going on?" Wang Li put down his chopsticks.

"Not really, just remembering something." Zhao Si shook his head and smiled.

The memories of the previous life are becoming more and more blurred, so that Zhao Si is about to forget the experience of his previous life, but it is dimly reflected in his mind like a dream.

As a human being in two lives, there is nothing unhappy in this life to be honest.

If you want money and money, you want women and women, if you want to talk about the only worry, I am afraid that it is worried about the life safety of the first emperor.

After all, everything about himself is linked to the life of the First Emperor, once the First Emperor dies of a sudden illness, all the things he does suddenly become meaningless, and everything he has may be fleeting.

Zhao Gao's status is getting lower and lower, and he is becoming more and more marginal, although both Zhao Gao and Hu Hai have always treated him politely, but Zhao Si knows that his genuine impact on Zhao Gao's status and interests.

If history runs as usual, I am afraid that once Hu Hai is overpowered, he will be the first to die.

According to history, this year is the year of the death of the first emperor, but fortunately, Hu Hai may not have much chance to usurp the throne.

However, due to historical reasons, although Hu Hai and Zhao Gao did not do anything out of the ordinary, Zhao Si always felt uncomfortable, as if he knew that there were two undercover agents lurking around him, and he was not good enough to do anything.

The key is that Zhao Si doesn't know how to solve it, so can he tell the First Emperor directly?

can't come up with substantive evidence, and now can only wait for Hu Hai and Zhao Gao to be gradually marginalized.

"There is something that can't be hidden in your heart...... Wang Li smiled and raised his glass to Zhao Si to drink.

"I'm that kind of person." It's not that Zhao Si wants to hide, I really don't know how to say it.

The two of them ate for a while, and a footstep sounded.

But it was the First Emperor who came taking advantage of the heavy snow......

King Zhao Si bowed down from the two of them, and the first emperor knelt down to eat together.

"No formality......"

With daily exercise and a reasonable diet, the body of the First Emperor has become healthier and healthier, and the imperial doctor Xia Wuhe gave a very positive evaluation.

If this state can be maintained, it won't be long before the residual poison in the body of the First Emperor will disappear.

It must have to disappear, Zhao Si keeps the jade aura running at full power by the side of the First Emperor every day, what is the picture? Isn't it that Emperor Tushi will be able to survive this year's fateful catastrophe?

There is no problem with the external conditions of the First Emperor's body, that is, the fierce generals in the army are probably not as good as the First Emperor's physical fitness.

The slightly bulging little belly is gone, although I haven't seen it, but Zhao Si estimates that according to this training intensity and diet, most of the first emperor has already trained eight-pack abs.

After all, Zhao Si had personally experienced it in his previous life, and he knew what kind of level such a training intensity and diet could reach after such a long period of persistence.

Now the first emperor's physical training Zhao Si has relaxed, no longer blindly pursuing muscle gain and fat loss, and the training plan is much lighter, mainly to maintain the amount of daily activity and maintain the current physical state.

As for the heavy metal toxins accumulated in the body, it is not something that can be alleviated by the body's own metabolism and taking medicine.

It all depends on the suppression and dissipation of Zhao Si's jade aura.

Fortunately, after such a long time, it has been reduced to the danger line, Xia Wuhe thought that his medicine was working, and optimistically said that according to the current progress, at most in about half a year, the toxins in the body of the First Emperor will dissipate.

Now the dietary requirements for the First Emperor have also relaxed a lot, and they still try to maintain less oil and less salt, but they are not as perverted as before, and now the disgusting healthy meals have stopped, so Li Xiang no longer has to accompany the First Emperor to eat healthy meals with a depressed face.

After the First Emperor sat down, Wang Li seemed a little more restrained, but not very much.

The two were busy cooking food for the First Emperor, and the First Emperor also asked about Wang Li's personal situation in a rare way.

"Now that the Great Qin soldiers have entered Yin Mountain, you have made great contributions, what reward do you want?" The First Emperor took Zhao Si's full wine and asked.

"Hasn't Your Majesty already rewarded it?" Zhao Si swallowed the venison in his mouth.

"The previous reward was for official purposes, but now it is a private reward from me." The First Emperor put down his chopsticks and smiled.

Zhao Si put down his chopsticks when he heard this, and his face showed joy, because the sadness of a person's Spring Festival disappeared without a trace.

The First Emperor asked what he wanted, and Zhao Si stopped at this time.

Money? Zhao Si is not lacking.

Maid? Zhao Si doesn't seem to be lacking.

Field? Zhao Si still doesn't seem to be lacking.

Basically, all the rewards that should have been given to the First Emperor have already been rewarded, and Zhao Si himself is not a very greedy person, so he didn't know what reward to ask for for for a while.

The First Emperor was not in a hurry, he just ate by himself.

What should I ask the First Emperor for? Or what will the First Emperor give himself?

Zhao Si thought about it, and suddenly thought that today was the Spring Festival, although it was just his own Spring Festival.

"Your Majesty, why don't you give some reward to your ministers?" Zhao Si smiled.

"How much do you want?" The First Emperor asked with a smile, he was really not afraid that Zhao Si would ask for money, in fact, logically speaking, he should indeed give Zhao Si some more rewards, and the First Emperor was ready to pay a lot of money.

"Just, one gold!" Zhao Si smiled.

During the Spring Festival in the previous life, there was a custom of asking for red envelopes from the elders.

It's a pity that Zhao Si doesn't have any elders in this world.

If you insist on saying it, maybe half of the donkey can be counted, and the only one who can barely be regarded as an elder is probably the First Emperor.

In fact, Zhao Si is not a fool, how can he not feel the first emperor's maintenance of himself?

In addition to Jun En, Zhao Si rarely felt a bit of plausible family affection.

"One gold is too little!" The First Emperor waved his hand.

"Not a lot, a lot! The minister wants a gold! Zhao Si smiled.

If there is more, it will not taste right, how can there be hundreds of millions of New Year's red envelopes?

Even if the First Emperor really rewarded tens of thousands of gold, it was not that taste for Zhao Si.

"But in addition to that, the minister has a small request." Zhao Si said with a smile.

"Say!" The First Emperor looked at Zhao Si for a long time.

"It's this gold, can it be wrapped in red cloth?"

The First Emperor did not answer, but waved his hand and motioned for the waiter to prepare.

Zhao Si's request was very simple, and it didn't take long for it to be ready, and the First Emperor took the red envelope from the waiter and handed it to Zhao Si.

"Your Majesty, wait a minute..."

Zhao Si immediately bowed and saluted, and improvised a birthday speech for the First Emperor, which made the First Emperor unclear, but he still laughed very cooperatively.

Zhao Si took the red envelope and put it in his arms.

Although this New Year belongs to me alone, I also received a red envelope.

"So happy? Why don't I give you a red envelope too? Wang Li saw that Zhao Si was visibly becoming energetic, leaned over and asked softly.

"This is for the elders to the juniors, what are you packing?" Zhao Si pushed Wang Li.

"Where did the custom come from...... "Wang Li muttered inexplicably.

And the first emperor left after sending red envelopes to Zhao Si.

"Give the waiter Zhao Si, and give another daughter!"

Zhao Si only needed one gold wrapped in red cloth, how could the First Emperor only give one gold? That would be too petty for the First Emperor.

The waiter bowed down to receive the order, and the First Emperor lay leisurely on the chaise longue, the stove next to him emitting a blazing fire.

Zhao Si, this kid, has something hidden in his heart......

However, since the first emperor sent red envelopes, Zhao Si's little troubles disappeared without a trace.

Three days later, the snow stopped, and the First Emperor's drive set off again.

Go straight to the state of Chu......

"The early Han Heavenly Regiment...... Han Xin, Xiang Yu, and Yu Ji......"

On top of the drive, Zhao Si held the whip and urged the reins!

(Omitted)

(End of chapter)