Han Fei said distressedly: "Zhu Xianggong, these trivial matters are handed over to me and Li Si." You, you rest. ”

Li Si suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart and said, "Zhu Xianggong, listen to Han Fei and me, go and rest." ”

Zhu Xiang pressed his temples and smiled at them: "If I can't hold on, I'll go and rest." Now I'm not going to fall. ”

Seeing that the two were still worried about him, Zhu Xiang said: "Now only my reputation can suppress the leader of the displaced people and the local heroes. ”

He half-jokingly said, "Only I can make them sell me a face, don't make trouble." You two don't have enough weight, so you can only give me a hand. But thanks to you, I'm much more relaxed, thanks. ”

Listening to Zhu Xiang's thanks, Li Si's heart was very sour.

He should be happy, but he really can't.

Li Si could only arch his hand and say: "Zhu Xianggong, please give more things to Si, Si can definitely do a good job." ”

Han Fei also said: "Me too." Zhu Xianggong! ”

Zhu Xiang nodded: "Okay." ”

He may have been too tired, so Han Fei was so anxious that he didn't stutter.

It's just that Zhu Xiang has a hunch that he may be going back to Xianyang soon. Before returning to Xianyang, he had to make a good start for the three counties of Southern Qin to receive the displaced people, so that the latecomers could continue to do what he had already arranged.

Zhu Xiang was not mistaken.

When the "pulsatilla" of Chu State fell into the water in the pursuit and did not know whether he was alive or dead, the edict of the king of Qin came to Southern Qin, summoning Zhu Xiang, the chief of Pingjun, and Gongzizheng to enter Qin immediately.

Xue Ji hesitated for a long time, gritted her teeth and begged to stay in Nanqin.

"Changping-kun is needed here." Xue Ji said, "But the lover must take Zheng'er back to Xianyang, so Mrs. Changpingjun stayed behind to appease the displaced people instead of Changpingjun." ”

Zhu Xiang hesitated. Ying Xiaozheng resolutely refused.

"Auntie, do you know how dangerous it is here? After we leave, even if you have a teacher to protect you, you will definitely face a lot of difficulties. There are still many virtuous people in this Qin country, and there is no need for my aunt to be here alone! Ying Xiaozheng said anxiously, "Uncle, go back to Xianyang with me, this may be the last time you see your father." ”

Xue Ji stroked Ying Xiaozheng's hair and said, "Zheng'er, my aunt wants to stay." Pulsatilla has passed away, and the eldest brother wants to return to Qin to continue to be prime minister. Now the only person that the displaced people can rely on is Changpingjun. I am Mrs. Changpingjun, and I represent Changpingjun here. Go back quickly, and your aunt is here to help you and your uncle continue to settle the homeless. ”

Xue Ji raised her head and said to Zhu Xiang: "Liangren, you said that these homeless people are the 'price' that we must remember, so one of the two of us must stay here to bear these 'costs'. ”

Zhu Xiang pressed Ying Xiaozheng's shoulder, nodded and said, "Okay." Take care of the snow. ”

Xue Ji smiled gently, as always: "Take care of the beloved and Zheng'er." ”

Ying Xiaozheng was so angry that he shook his hands and feet, and then lowered his head and hit Zhu Xiang's chest with a mallet, almost knocking Zhu Xiang out of internal bleeding.

After bumping into his uncle, who actually stood on his uncle's side and didn't help his uncle, Ying Xiaozheng's anger eased a little.

He said angrily: "Since my aunt has to do this, then Zheng'er can't stop it." Take care of your aunt, I will send a team of guards to follow my aunt at any time, aunt must not be soft-hearted. ”

Xue Ji said: "Zheng'er rest assured. ”

Ying Xiaozheng muttered: "I'm not at ease at all...... I'm still telling the guards not to be soft-hearted. ”

The more Ying Xiaozheng thought about it, the more depressed he became, and he lowered his head and bumped Zhu Xiang again.

This time, Zhu Xiang was prepared, and blocked Ying Xiaozheng's headbutt attack when he was calf.

Zhu Xiang scolded: "You are angry with your uncle, what are you doing to hit your uncle?!" ”

Ying Xiaozheng said: "I can't bump into my aunt!" What to do if it hurts! ”

Zhu Xiang scolded: "Won't I hurt!" ”

Ying Xiaozheng was straightforward: "I don't care if you hurt or not!" ”

Zhu Xiang: "......"

This rebellious little nephew can't be wanted.

Who wants the hot First Emperor cub? I'm sticking five cents Dongfeng free shipping!

Yukihime chuckled with her cuffs over her mouth.

Ying Xiaozheng made such a fuss, and the atmosphere of their separation became lively.

Xue Ji and Li Mu sent Zhu Xiang and Ying Xiaozheng away, and Li Si and Han Fei took the initiative to stay and help Xue Ji.

Meng Tian thought about it and asked to stay, but Ying Xiaozheng didn't allow it.

Ying Xiaozheng said coldly: "When I go back to Xianyang this time, I will probably be Prince Qin." I need someone to contact Xianyang Shiqing for me. You are different from Li Si and Han Fei, you are the son of Shiqing. ”

Meng Tian bowed his head and said, "Yes, Childe." ”

Ying Xiaozheng's expression softened, and he said, "I know that you are more willing to do something practical than messing around with those mediocre people in Xianyang City." When Xianyang is over, I will have more things to do for you, so you don't have to worry. ”

Meng Tian said: "Yes! Son! ”

Ying Xiaozheng put his hands behind his back and stood at the bow of the boat looking at the waves split by the giant ship.

The eldest father may be old and sick, and Ying Xiaozheng is not sad. It's just that people who can be the king of Qin don't have many private emotions in their hearts. Compared with the sadness of the death of the elders, Ying Xiaozheng's heart is more excited about becoming the prince of Qin.

If my uncle knew what was going on in my heart now, I don't know if he would be disappointed.

Ying Xiaozheng was thinking wildly, and suddenly heard the old servant at home report in a panic: "Master father, master father fainted!" ”

Ying Xiaozheng stumbled on the soles of his feet and fell on the deck with a "pop".

"Childe!" Meng Tian reached out to help.

Ying Xiaozheng shook Meng Tian's hand away, and stumbled into the cabin with a rolling belt: "Uncle? Uncle! ”

Zhu Xiang was overtired for a long time. Now as soon as I relaxed on the boat, all the accumulated fatigue poured out, and I soon started a high fever and accidentally fainted.

When he woke up, he felt that his chest was heavy and wet, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ying Xiaozheng lying on his chest and didn't know how long he had been crying.

Zhu Xiang hurriedly pushed Ying Xiaozheng's head: "Zheng'er? Zheng'er, don't cry, I'm not dead yet! ”

Ying Xiaozheng raised his head, then lowered his head vigorously and smashed it on Zhu Xiang's chest.

Zhu Xiang: "Whew! ”

Chapter 155: Knife Peeling

Zhu Xiang lay on the big bed in the cabin: "Zheng'er." ”

Ying Xiaozheng took the small dagger and slashed the fruit: "Say." ”

Zhu Xiang said weakly: "What are you doing putting the peel in front of me?" ”

Ying Xiaozheng buried himself in cutting the fruit: "I nagged me every day to pay attention to rest and pay attention to my body, but my uncle, who was tired and sick, only deserved to eat the peel." ”

Zhu Xiang: "......" He sighed again, the child is older, and it is difficult to take it.

Ying Xiaozheng put a saucer on the chest of Zhu Xiang, who was lying down, and piled it full of cinders, and then looked up at Zhu Xiang.

Meng Tian behind him continued to break out in a cold sweat.

Childe wouldn't really want Zhu Xianggong to eat the peel, right?

Zhu Xiang smiled helplessly, reluctantly sat up, and really reached out to take the peel.

Ying Xiaozheng hurriedly stopped Zhu Xiang and said angrily: "Uncle, you know that I am willful!" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Well, I know, but the peel is also very delicious and can't be wasted." ”

Ying Xiaozheng's face changed a few times, and he took the plate away and stuffed it into Meng Tian's hand.

Zhu Xiang watched Ying Xiaozheng cut a few peeled fruits into pieces, intimately inserted bamboo sticks, and then handed them to himself with a straight face, and said with a smile: "Thank you Zheng'er." ”

"Humph!" Ying Xiaozheng snorted heavily from his nose, picked up the book next to him, and didn't look at Zhu Xiang angrily

Although paper is now available, because bamboo slips are more durable and durable, and people who can read books are not short of money, they habitually still burn books on bamboo slips and wooden slips, and only use paper in daily official documents.

"The boat is too shaky, the cabin is too dark, and the simple characters are too small...... "Before Zhu Xiang finished speaking, Ying Xiaozheng stuffed a piece of fruit to block his uncle's chattering mouth.

Ying Xiaozheng said: "Uncle should take care of his body." I don't want to listen to my uncle's nagging until healed. ”

Meng Tian watched from the sidelines and continued to sweat coldly.

He had never seen someone treat their sick elders like this.

But if it is said that Gongzi is not filial, and he has a bad relationship with Zhu Xianggong, it is not like it.

This strange scene, Meng Tian felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it. Zhu Xianggong did not correct Gongzi's government, but also because of his willfulness.

What's even more strange is that Gongzizheng himself knows that he is willful, but he does his own thing.

Meng Tian couldn't understand the way Zhu Xianggong and Gongzizheng got along, how strange it was.

As a close attendant, Meng Tian felt the need to remind the son he served. The elders are still on the sickbed, and Gongzizheng should probably be less willful. If you are really dissatisfied, wait until the elders have recovered from their illness.

After Ying Xiaozheng choked Zhu Xiang, he didn't pick up the book again.

He cut the fruit for Zhu Xiang again. After Zhu Xiang said that he didn't want to eat anymore, Ying Xiaozheng brought pastries, preserved meat, and preserved fruits and put them in the box.

"Take what you want." Ying Xiaozheng put the snack box next to Zhu Xiang's pillow, "When we get to the next ferry, I will let the boat stop for a while." My uncle went ashore for a walk, and his health got better faster. ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Okay." ”

Zhu Xiang closed his eyes and took a nap.

Ying Xiaozheng stretched his waist, squeezed Zhu Xiang, and also rested on Zhu Xiang.

Zhu Xiang moved to the side, put the corner of the quilt on Ying Xiaozheng, and did not say that Ying Xiaozheng should go to the side to sleep, so as not to be sick.

He's not the flu, he's just overworked and won't be transmitted to Ying Xiaozheng.

Meng Tian was waiting to admonish Ying Xiaozheng, but Ying Xiaozheng squeezed Zhu Xiang to sleep, and he could only leave quietly.

"I'll be guarding outside, and if Gongzi and Zhu Xianggong wake up, they will call me." Meng Tian said to the servant.

Meng Tian walked to the deck and blew the wind for a while, then sighed deeply.

Although Childe and Zhu Xianggong get along a little weirdly, Childe is also really considerate. Ordinary folk filial piety is probably to the extent of a son.

"Maybe it's just because Zhu Xianggong and Gongzi are too close, so they don't look like father and son." Meng Tian said, a little envious in his heart.

Zhu Xiang rarely gets sick, and once he gets sick, he heals very slowly.

This illness seems to shake out the tiredness that has been hidden in Zhu Xiang's body for many years, so that Zhu Xiang can rest quietly.

After landing, Zichu couldn't get out of Xianyang Palace, and Cai Ze came to greet Zhu Xiang.