Chapter II

No one knows what Ying Zheng is thinking at this time.

Just as no one knew what Zhao Gao, who wanted to hand the little princess to Yingzheng, but was snatched away by Fusu in the middle of the road, was thinking at this time.

But after all, Zhao Gao is not the first emperor of the world, His Majesty, as a temple person but enjoy the supreme glory of the CRRC government order, Zhao Gao is still better than the mood of the first emperor's thoughts, and the emotions are more exposed, after finding out that he messed up the affairs of His Majesty the Emperor, and made His Majesty the Emperor very embarrassed, Zhao Gao's face was more ugly than the death of his father, and there was even a moment of indignation.

- Childe, are you blind!

Don't you see that Your Majesty has already stretched out his hand!

Your Majesty has stretched out your hand, you can still snatch it from Your Majesty's hands, and you haven't listened to the truth of being a minister and a son of man taught to you by Confucianism! Listen to some rebuttals on how to contradict Your Majesty and make Your Majesty angry!

Zhao Gao was extremely sad and indignant.

But Fusu, who is the eldest son of His Majesty the First Emperor, obviously doesn't care about the feelings of a temple person, just like his stubbornness in politics doesn't care about the emperor's feelings, he just holds Hehua in his arms, leans on his chest softly, and his little meat hands are still pulling his sleeves, and most of his depression due to political discord with his father is gone.

Fusu stretched out his hand and poked Hehua's forehead, "The more presumptuous." ”

"The eldest brother and the imperial father are discussing state affairs, how can you come here to make trouble at this time?"

Because if you don't come out to make trouble again, you and your father will be so angry that they won't eat dinner.

"I didn't make trouble."

Hehua's milk voice was milky, "I miss my father and eldest brother." ”

"Lying."

Fu Su smiled, his voice was a little doting, "I just saw it, why did you think about it again, it's obviously an excuse for you to make trouble." ”

Hehua's eyes bent, "It's not an excuse, it's just that I miss my father and eldest brother." ”

"Not only do I miss my father's brother, but my father's brother also misses me."

Fusu's eyes darkened for a moment.

——Father's heart only has harsh laws and fortifications, and no other room is tolerated, how can he think of Little Eleven?

In the end, it is a three- or four-year-old child, simple-minded, thinking that other people's minds are as simple as her, and what she thinks in her heart, she thinks that others are the same as her, and her heart is full of her, but she doesn't know that the person she is thinking about in her heart doesn't care about her at all, and even the so-called father's love that she is happy about is just a pastime in that person's leisure time.

"Well, big brother misses you."

Fusu replied vaguely.

Ying Zheng withdrew his hand as if nothing happened, and sneered silently, "Yes, only your eldest brother is thinking about you." ”

Meng Tian couldn't bear to look at it directly.

- Your Majesty, you don't have to be so anxious to refute, this kind of behavior of covering your ears and stealing the bell is only something that Gongzi Fusu can't hear from you.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of watching a good show but saw his younger brother Meng Yi with a sigh on his face and Wang Ben with his thoughts written on his face, Meng Tian suddenly had a heart attack.

- Okay, not only Gongzi Fusu can't hear it, but his stupid brother and the equally stupid Tongwu Hou can't hear it.

The world is so big, it can accommodate three people with clear ideas.

There are also upright people like his younger brother, Gongzi Fusu and Tongwu Marquis Wang Ben, Meng Tian felt a little comforted in his heart, and his heart no longer suffocated a mouthful of old blood.

"Not really."

Hehua smiled and corrected, "Father misses me too." ”

Most of the Qin people are tall, and Fusu is the best among them, but Hehua is only a three- or four-year-old child, not as tall as Fusu's legs, and she is held in Fusu's arms, which makes her look soft and small like a milk ball.

Staying in Fusu's arms, she saw Yingzheng who was blocked by Fusu, so she picked up Fusu's clothes and climbed up, and when she climbed up, she pillowed on Fusu's shoulders, patted her two little fleshy hands, and said to Yingzheng with crooked eyes, "I just saw it, and my father also wanted to hug me, but it was the eldest brother who was one step faster, so my father didn't hug me." ”

Yingzheng, who just put his hands in his sleeves: "......"

His Majesty, the First Emperor, the ruler of Kyushu, doesn't want to lose face!

Fusu's brows moved slightly.

- Fang Cai's father also wants to hug Little Eleven?

Can't you?

Listening to the tone of the emperor's father, it didn't seem like he wanted to hug Xiao Eleven.

But what if?

What if the father really wants to hug Little Eleven?

Little Eleven is only three or four years old, and such a young child can't lie.

Without hesitating for too long, Fusu turned around and looked at Yingzheng, who was sitting majestically on the main seat.

Ying Zheng was looking at the little crane on Fu Su's shoulder at this time, and he didn't guard against Fu Su suddenly turning around, but the reaction of the first emperor who sat on the world was obviously faster than Fu Su, but the moment Fu Su's eyes fell on him, Ying Zheng quickly put away the gentle smile on his face that was slightly doting, his eyelids were slightly raised, and he looked like a cold son of heaven with all over the world, and his voice also returned to the hardness when he spoke to Fu Su-

"Nope."

Ying Zheng's face did not change his color, his heart did not beat, and he coldly refused to help the little group in Su's arms, "I am busy with state affairs, how can I have time to play with you?" ”

Fusu's fingers tightened slightly.

Sure enough, you shouldn't expect anything from the royal father.

- How could the royal father, who only has great ambitions in his heart, want to play with Little Eleven?

Meng Tian raised his hand to support his forehead.

Li Si drank tea silently.

Wang Juan stroked his beard lightly.

Wang Ben and Mengyi couldn't bear it, and they were very distressed.

- How can His Majesty the Emperor be so ruthless and ruthless, that even such a lovely little princess can bear to refuse!

However, Hehua, who was in Fusu's arms, did not feel that he was being rejected.

Father is such a two-faced, in front of her is a loving father, the kind that can let her pull his clothes and crawl around on him, but in front of the eldest brother, the father is a strict father who does not smile and is extremely strict, if the eldest brother does not satisfy him with something, his face can be stretched longer than his horse's face.

One is a loving father and the other is a strict father, and the father can easily switch between two different states, without being affected by emotions at all, and it can be said that he is extremely talented.

It's just that when she and her eldest brother appeared in front of her father, her father's emotional switch was a little crying and laughing, the last moment was a slight and shallow doting smile in his eyebrows, and the next moment was a serious thing that made people tremble, if a timid person saw him, he was afraid that he would be scared and cry.

But Hehua is not.

Not only that, but she also has extraordinary boldness in front of her father.

"Father."

Hehua was held in Fusu's arms and stretched out his hand to Yingzheng on the main throne, "I want my father to hug." ”

Afraid that Ying Zheng would not accept herself because of her face, she also leaned out of Fusu's arms as much as possible, and her lower / half / body was held by Fusu, and her upper body had been seriously tilted towards Ying Zheng, if it wasn't for Fusu to be extra careful when she hugged her, for fear that she would not pay attention to herself and fall herself, but I was afraid that at this time she had fallen face down in front of Ying Zheng because of the action of leaning out.

- A typical pampered child.

If this action is replaced by other children to do, it is a bit of a nonsense taste, but Hehua's face is really good, and there is a pair of round eyes on the pink little face, like a pair of pearls inlaid in it, and the afternoon glow penetrates through the cross-begonia-style window, lining the eyes like a night pearl hidden in the splendor, and it must be decorated with glass gems to be a foil.

With such a pair of eyes, people couldn't refuse her request at all.

Wang Ben, who was sitting at the top of the generals, had inexplicably itchy hands.

They don't know which way to recruit Tai Sui, Erlang's hands are countless, but the girl is nothing, the family environment of the serious lack of girls makes him like little girls very much, every time he congratulates his colleagues to make tiles, he always wants to take the little girl of his colleagues' family away.

Of course, the infant mortality rate is extremely high in these years, even if it is a girl, it is also his own treasure, and he wants to steal the little girl's behavior can never be implemented, and he can only watch the little girl carved in pink and jade in the arms of the little girl's father, and her voice is soft and delicate.

It's very greedy.

Why doesn't the Wang family have a girl?!

Could this be the retribution for killing too much with his father?

If so, then this kind of retribution is really vicious, so vicious that he learned from Wu'an Hou Bai to borrow water to attack the city, and then flooded the beam.

But those who have not done evil have already done evil, and it is too late to say anything.

Besides, killing the enemy and attacking the city for the country, no matter how much he creates evil, he has no hesitation, otherwise how can he be worthy of this iron armor on his body?

However, after the sin, he will also seriously reflect on it, feeling that this kind of retribution is really too much, and the emperor can testify that he is willing to change the girl in his arms with the rebel son Wang Li, who does not hit the house for three days!

Wang Ben sneered, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Hehua who wanted His Majesty the First Emperor to embrace.

The little princess is really cute, which makes the Tongwu Marquis, who doesn't have so many twists and turns in his heart, itch, and even has a bold idea - if His Majesty the Emperor refuses the little princess's plea for hugs again, then he will stride forward and hold the little princess in his arms!

His Majesty the First Emperor has many daughters, and he doesn't know that he feels sorry for the little princess, but he doesn't have a daughter, he knows that his daughter is hard to find, and he knows that he feels sorry for his daughter, and he has a lot of fatherly love than His Majesty the Emperor, who can still be quiet in the face of such a cute little princess.

Wang Ben's longing gaze was fully seen by Yingzheng.

Not only Wang Ben, but even Fusu and Meng Yi silently complained about his ruthlessness towards the little princess.

“......”

You don't have to look at him like that.

He was just maintaining the majesty of His Majesty the Emperor, who had merit and merit for the three emperors and five emperors.

Ying Zheng coughed lightly.

Embrace? Or don't hug?

This is a question of the majesty of the Son of Heaven.

"Father, hug!"

Ying Zheng didn't stretch out his hand to himself for a long time, Hehua was a little anxious, and urged Ying Zheng again with his little hand open, "I want my father to hug me!" ”

Zhao Gao had a lot of eyes, and without waiting for Ying Zheng's eyes, he immediately raised his legs and stepped forward, took out the little princess in Fusu's arms, and took three steps and two steps and stuffed them into Ying Zheng's arms, "Your Majesty, don't tease the little princess, the little princess is in a hurry." ”

The soft ball was hugged by Zhao Gao, and Ying Zheng's eyelids were slightly raised.

- Well, this is Zhao Gao's offense against the fortress for him, not counting his initiative to respond to Hehua's request, the majesty of the Son of Heaven is still there.

Ying Zheng glanced at Xiao Hehua in his arms reservedly, and pretended to say in a deep voice, "The more presumptuous." ”

"The place where I discuss with the courtiers is also where you can mess around?"

"Thinking that you are young and ignorant, I will not be as knowledgeable as you."

"But if there is a next time, I will not be spared-"

"Father~~"

However, before His Majesty the First Emperor finished speaking, he was blocked by the soft and glutinous little tuanzi around his neck, the little tuanzi was very bold, and he had no clear understanding of the Son of Heaven in Weijia, blinking his eyes and sprinkling in his arms, "Father, I know everything." ”

"I'm very sensible, and I won't mess around anymore."

She spoke seriously, and her eyes were shining, but her audacious behavior betrayed her heart.

- She is not afraid, she still dares.

“......”

Who said that Wang Li was the only one who didn't go up for three days?

He, the little daughter who dares to touch the tiger's beard, also owes a lot of cleanup!

But Wang Li jumped up and down very naughty, belonging to the kind of troublemaker who couldn't help but want to kick his feet when he saw it, the reason why he controlled himself and didn't kick was because this kid was quite favored by the old general Wang Qian, the old general dedicated his life to the southern and northern wars of Great Qin, and he couldn't hurt the old general's heart.

But Hehua is different.

Even if he is bold and reckless, his face is also a cute childishness, otherwise he is the first emperor, down to Wang Juan, Wang Benmeng, Meng Yi and Li Si, and all the courtiers and generals like it very much, and when they see him cold little princess, they will feel sorry for the little princess and be unhappy for the little princess.

- He is willing to reprimand such a cute little princess, it is really the heart of the Son of Heaven is unfathomable.

The Son of Heaven of the Ninety-Five Venerable raised his eyelids slightly, and his voice was low and majestic, "Sensible? ”

"If you are sensible, you shouldn't mess around with me here."

"I'm not messing around."

Hehua's eyes widened, "Father, I had to teach the Book of Heaven again last night, and this time I studied seriously and memorized all the Book of Heaven." ”

She is too young to speak short sentences, but once she says long sentences, there are bumps in her words, making it a little difficult to tell what she said.

Ying Zheng is busy with political affairs in the end, it is not as good as Fusu to accompany her more time, Hehua's milky words can still be understood in the front, but he has a little difficulty listening in the back, pricking up his ears to listen carefully, and he can only barely understand the words of Tianshu's teaching.

The Son of Heaven teaches?

This matter is related to the prosperity of the Great Qin Qianqiu, and there is no ambiguity.

Ying Zheng's heart moved, his eyelids raised, and he instantly ignored the rebel who had just collided with him, and motioned for Fusu to come to him, "Fusu, come and listen to what Xiao Eleven said." ”

"Little Eleven teaches in the Book of Heaven."

As the eldest son of Ying Zheng's high hopes, Fusu of course knew the importance of the Book of Heaven, and immediately left behind the fact that he and his father's political views were far behind, and walked to Ying Zheng with a flick of his clothes, and repeated Hehua's words to Ying Zheng, "She studied very seriously this time and memorized all the contents of it." ”

- The scene of the father and son arguing completely disappeared.

Not only did it disappear completely, but it also became filial piety and harmony because of the existence of Hehua.