How to plow thousands of miles for the first emperor's cub Section 455

"Ahem, I didn't see anything."

"Of course."

"Coachman, hurry up! Eat dry food at noon today and cook without stopping! ”

"Lower the curtain and don't get the attention of the team."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Fusu! No! Food! Ask for broth! Soup soup! ”

"Hey, good nephew, don't howl, don't howl, bear with me for the time being."

"Don't!"

"Is it okay to eat milk cakes?"

"Don't !!!"

The chickens and dogs jumped in the carriage, and the howls of children shook the sky, startling Prince Dan.

He glanced at the caravan protected by the soldiers, and was terrified for fear of being discovered. It wasn't until the convoy was gone that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know which official of the Qin State took office." Prince Dan thought to himself.

……

"Prince Dan has escaped from the Qin State, when will he go to destroy Yan?" It was clear that the threat of Chu was greater, but Qin Wangzheng was obviously more active in exterminating Yan.

Lin Zhen couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, were you really beaten by Prince Dan when you were a child?" No, I don't remember you meeting him. ”

Qin Wangzheng had a straight face: "It has nothing to do with Prince Dan, the widow just wants to kill Yan." ”

Cai Ze stopped Lin Zhen, who still wanted to say a few words. When it comes to getting down to business, don't waste your time.

"It's just that the proton escapes is not enough to be an excuse for the Qin State to send troops." Cai Ze said, "But if the king wants to send troops, he can force Yan Guo to send the prince again, and then let the prince escape again." The minister was completely sure that when Prince Dan was sent to Qin again, he fled halfway. ”

Lin Yi said: "Why bother so much? Let Prince Dan return to China and plan an assassination, won't we have enough excuses to send troops? Alas, I really miss the time when I used to hit whoever I wanted, and now I have to make excuses. ”

Qin Wangzheng's face darkened: "Assassination? ”

Lin Zhen immediately said: "It's not to assassinate you, to assassinate me or Cai Ze." ”

Cai Ze's face also darkened: "I'm afraid that he will assassinate Zhu Xiang." ”

Lin Zhen said: "He shouldn't be so stupid. ”

Qin Wangzheng's face changed, then he coughed dryly, and said with a straight face: "Then let him assassinate the widow!" ”

Lin Zhen and Cai Ze: "......"

Cai Ze was also puzzled: "Your Majesty, you really didn't have a holiday with Prince Dan when you were a child?" ”

Qin Wangzheng said solemnly: "No! The widow just wants to kill the swallow! ”

Lin Zhen and Cai Ze: "......" went back and wrote to Zhu Xiang to ask.

Chapter 253: King Qin's Political Planning

When Prince Dan of Yan fled back to Yan Kingdom, Cheng Chan and Meng Yi took Xiao Fusu and finally met Zhu Xiang and Xue Ji.

Zhu Xiang was very surprised: "Why did you bring Fusu?" ”

Xiao Fusu, who was already able to staggering and running, pounced when he saw Zhu Xiang, buried his face in Zhu Xiang's lap and cried.

Zhu Xiang picked up Xiao Fusu and patted his back: "Fusu is good, the journey has been hard." ”

Xiao Fusu rubbed his snot and tears on Zhu Xiang's clothes, and complained: "Uncle doesn't give Fusu, eat meat!" ”

Cheng Chan raised his hands and shouted injustice: "Wronged, the dry food for you is all dried meat, why is it not called meat?" ”

Zhu Xiang was puzzled: "Jerky meat? Can he nibble on jerky? ”

Cheng Chan said: "Uncle, I'm not that stupid. The jerky for Fusu to eat, of course, was chopped up and soaked in water for him to eat. ”

Xiao Fusu started crying again, twisting his body while crying, Zhu Xiang almost didn't hug it: "It's unpalatable!" It's not meat! ”

Zhu Xiang couldn't cry or laugh: "As for leaving in such a hurry?" There should still be enough time for Fusu to cook a meal on the road, right? ”

Cheng Chan put his hands behind his head, whistled, glanced to the side, and did not answer.

Zhu Xiang looked at Meng Yi.

Meng Yi's body shook and showed a stiff smile.

Zhu Xiang sighed and said, "Cheng Xiang, you are in a hurry, you want to send Fusu to me as soon as possible, right?" ”

Cheng Chan immediately said: "Yes, yes, yes!" That's right! Uncle, do you think Meng Yi and I seem to be people who can take care of children? It's so dangerous on the road, if you don't see your uncle sooner, what if Fusu is sick or injured? ”

He wanted to squeeze out a few tears, but he couldn't, so he wiped his eyes vigorously with his sleeve: "Big brother is really, Fusu is still so young, how can he be willing to let Fusu leave Xianyang?" ”

Meng Yi: "......" He was impressed by Gongzi Cheng again.

Zhu Xiang was amused by Cheng Chan's singing.

He believed that Cheng Chan did have the idea of being afraid of growing branches on the road, causing Xiao Fusu to get sick and injured, but Cheng Chan exaggerated like this, as if Cheng Chan was lying.

"Okay, don't be skinny, go change and wash it, and when your aunt comes back, I'll give you a good meal to make up for it." Zhu Xiang scolded with a smile, "Don't appear in front of your aunt with your hanging, be careful of being beaten." ”

Cheng Chan immediately put away his exaggerated expression: "Uncle is also there?" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Of course. ”

Cheng Chan complained: "Uncle, if you didn't say it earlier, if I was beaten by my uncle, it would be your fault." ”

Zhu Xiang laughed and scolded again: "Get out, it's your own fault." Meng Yi, it's hard to travel with Cheng Chan, right? Hurry up and take a change and rest. ”

Meng Yi hurriedly said: "It's not hard, it's not hard." ”

Xiao Fusu raised his small fist: "That's it?" That's it? Don't beat your uncle? Hit him! ”

Zhu Xiang couldn't cry or laugh: "Fusu, where did you learn these words?" ”

Xiao Fusu said angrily: "Beat! ”

Zhu Xiang looked at Xiao Fusu's expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "I understand, I must have learned it from Zheng'er." ”

"That's it!" Cheng Cheng pulled Meng Yi away, lest his uncle really listen to Xiao Fusu's words and hand him over to his aunt to teach him a lesson, "Uncle, the weather is so cool, I want to eat hot pot mutton!" ”

Xiao Fusu put away his clenched little fists: "Eat meat!" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Okay, eat meat." ”

He glanced up at the gloomy sky: "It's autumn again, and time flies so fast." ”

Xiao Fusu is still unrelenting: "Uncle, eat meat, eat meat, and beat my uncle." ”

Zhu Xiang gently patted Xiao Fusu's fleshy buttocks: "It's okay to eat meat, just beat your uncle." He's done enough to send a child as young as you safely to such a far place, don't be willful. ”

Xiao Fusu pouted: "I don't, willful." ”

Zhu Xiang said: "That's it." When your uncle comes back, you and your uncle will complain. Your uncle is the most just, and even your father will be beaten if he makes a mistake. As long as Cheng Chan is really at fault, your uncle will definitely not show mercy. ”

Xiao Fusu tilted his head, his face full of doubts: "Uncle, uncle?" ”

He hugged his little head and thought about what his uncle was.

When Xiao Fusu saw Xue Ji, she was still an unconscious crawling baby, so she didn't have much impression of her uncle.

Zhu Xiang hugged Xiao Fusu, who was crying into a little cat, and walked to the bathhouse: "Uncle is Uncle Weng's wife, your father and your uncle's aunt." ”

Xiao Fusu hugged his head. Still don't understand.

The logical thinking of his age has not yet reached the time when he can draw inferences and sort out the relationship between people.

Zhu Xiang said: "You just need to know that your uncle is the most powerful one in our family, and your father is afraid of her." ”

Xiao Fusu's eyes lit up: "Father, are you afraid of your uncle?" ”

In fact, I can't say I'm afraid. Zhu Xiang smiled: "Yes." ”

Xiao Fusu lay on Zhu Xiang's dirty chest polluted by his tears and snot, his big eyes narrowed, and he "giggled" in his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhu Xiang patted Xiao Fusu's butt again.

No matter what this fat nephew is thinking, Yukihime will make him feel the love from his uncle. Xue Ji can't even control Zheng'er, but can't control a little Fusu?

After Zhu Xiang took Xiao Fusu to take a bath and change clothes, Xue Ji hurriedly came back to hug Xiao Fusu, Zhu Xiang was disappointed.

Xue Ji scolded Cheng Chan fiercely, and scolded Zheng'er in Xianyang across the mountains and rivers, and then hugged Xiao Fusu into her arms and called "good grandson" non-stop, her expression was very distressed.

"Alas, my uncle's good grandson suffered. Zheng'er actually let you go out at such a young age, what if you are sick? Yukihime said as she wiped her tears.

Cheng Cheng moved behind Zhu Xiang in small steps, and complained in a low voice: "My aunt's appearance is similar to that of my eldest mother and my grandmother." ”

Zhu Xiang supported his forehead. He knew he had made a mistake.

The youngest son, the eldest grandson, the lifeblood of the elderly. Although Xue Ji is quite strict with the "little son" of Cheng Chan, she is not necessarily with the fat grandson of Fusu.

What's more, Xue Ji was still young when he was raised as a toad, but now that he and Xue Ji are a little older, their mentality has changed, and it may not be easy for young children to be education.

What's more, Fusu is still young, in Xueji's opinion, what can be wrong with such a young child? It's all the fault of the adults.

"Xue, Zheng'er trusted us, so he asked Cheng Chan to send Fusu to us." Zhu Xiang soothed, "Cheng Cheng didn't lose the ...... on the road."

"Why didn't you lose anything?" Yukihime retorted, "Even if you're in a hurry, when there's boiling water on the road, isn't there time to process the meat?" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "In order to hurry, they can't go to the city to buy, can't they raise a few live sheep and pigs on the carriage, and use them as they go?" ”

Xue Ji said: "Why can't you! ”

Xue Ji rubbed the little chubby face of her proud fat nephew, and said distressedly: "You can make the child hungry, so thin." ”

Zhu Xiang: "......" he really can't say. Zheng'er was so anxious that he was round, and Xue Ji also said that Zheng'er was "thin again". It seems that Fusu's future body shape will develop to the political child of his childhood.

Zhu Xiang patted Cheng Chan's shoulder and said, "Your aunt just feels sorry for Fusu for traveling a long distance at such a young age, and I don't blame you." ”

Cheng Chan sighed and said, "It's all to blame on the eldest brother." ”

Zhu Xiang said: "The bottom of the pot has been boiled, and we will eat shabu-shabu." Snow, Fusu is also hungry. ”

Fusu's eyes widened: "Hungry!" ”

Xue Ji immediately wiped away the distressed tears from the corners of her eyes, and rubbed her good grandson with a smile: "Okay, my uncle will feed Fusu to eat meat." ”