Chapter 40: The Eighteenth Son
The young man looks noble, and the one who can appear in Xianyang Palace and wear luxurious clothes should be Yingzheng's son.
"Who are you?" Xiao Zhuang looked him up and down, his voice cold.
"Tell me who you are first, and I'll tell you who I am?" the young man always smiled innocently.
"Are you the eighteenth son?" Xiao Zhuang's words were full of hostility.
Under the moonlight, his eyes flashed with a unique and strange brilliance, these two-colored eyes seemed to have magical power, perhaps it was this difference from ordinary people, which would make people have a special fear of him. When the young man heard Xiao Zhuang's words, he first nodded, then raised his finger in front of his chin, circled his fingertips to the sky, and smiled a little proudly: "I didn't expect my name to be known to women and children, I thought I was the most unknown one." β
The eighteenth son Hu Hai's mood seemed to be so happy forever, he stood up, picked a flower with a faint fragrance and gave it to Xiao Zhuang: "Oh, this is for you, it is a reward for you." β
"Uninteresting. Xiao Zhuang stared coldly at Hu Hai, who showed great feelings between his eyebrows. He said in a cold and toneless voice, "Is your dad here?" Xiao Zhuang pointed straight to the solemn hall.
"My dad, dad?" Hu Hai repeated Xiao Zhuang's words with interest, he felt that the little ghost in front of him was simply too interesting, and his speech and demeanor were different from anyone else in the palace. Hu Hai played with taste: "This title is very interesting, but His Majesty the Emperor will probably tilt his nose when he hears such a title." β
"You always call your father 'His Majesty the Emperor'?" Xiao Zhuang glanced at Hu Hai, still saying angrily.
"Of course not. Hu Hai squatted down and picked off an unknown white wildflower on the edge of the wall, the whole body of the wildflower was fine white, bell-shaped, as if carved from mutton fat jade, small and lovely.
Hu Hai rubbed the flower branch on his fingertips, and as his fingertips rubbed the branches of the flower, the unknown flower swayed and rotated from side to side, like a group of small bells swaying from side to side, and the air rubbed against the petals to exude a faint fragrance.
Hu Hai shook the flower branch in front of him, and while watching it himself, he said as if talking to himself: "I usually call him 'Big Brother', call him 'Father Emperor' in front of him, and occasionally use the title 'His Majesty the Emperor' in front of the ministers." Hu Hai crumpled the white petals as he spoke, and he continued: "Of course, the title 'Big Brother' can't be known to him and Brother Fusu. Saying that, he showed a warm smile towards Xiao Zhuang: "But the title of 'Dad' has really not been said." β
Xiao Zhuang's attention was completely attracted by the unknown white flower at the moment, and he didn't listen to Hu Hai's muttering conversation.
"That's Junying Grass, it's poisonous, throw it away. Xiao Zhuang's immature voice gave an unquestionable order, which seemed a little nondescript.
Hu Hai threw away the flower when he heard the sound, patted the juice secreted by the petals in his hand, stood up and crossed his hands in front of his chest, staring condescendingly at Xiao Zhuang, who was only half a meter high.
The corners of his mouth raised, and he said slowly: "You little ghost, how can you know everything." Saying that, Hu Hai wanted to touch Xiao Zhuang's head with his hand to show his praise, but Xiao Zhuang avoided it indifferently.
"Eh, why are you so uninteresting, little ghost? Seeing that Xiao Zhuang avoided his palm, Hu Hai looked a little unhappy.
This eighteenth son Hu Hai seems to be very difficult, Xiao Zhuang doesn't seem to want to talk to Hu Hai anymore, Xiao Zhuang has never given Hu Hai a good look, and it is the same at this moment, only to hear Xiao Zhuang's voice say coldly: "You haven't answered my question yet." β
At this moment, the attention of the eighteenth son Xiao Hu Hai has shifted to the body of a thrush, and I saw that the thrush fell lightly on the branch, as if he wanted to find a quiet high place to enjoy the full moon. Hu Hai made a silent gesture to Xiao Zhuang, who was already a little impatient, and he picked up a stone with his two fingers and struck it the branch on which the thrush had landed, and the vibration of the branch startled the thrush away.
Hu Hai was ready to catch him at this moment, but he was destroyed by Xiao Zhuang, watching the thrush fly away, Hu Hai was a little disappointed: "Hey, didn't you see that I was about to catch it?"
Xiao Zhuang felt more and more that Hu Hai was a little strange, he seemed to be delaying time, but this naΓ―ve face did not look like the kind of young man who was very deep in the city, Xiao Zhuang frowned, he couldn't figure out Hu Hai's intentions, he seemed a little irritable, Xiao Zhuang shouted: "Quickly answer my question." β
Xiao Zhuang roared like this, and startled a few birds flew away from the branches, Hu Hai saw Xiao Zhuang's angry look, a little disapproving, he stared at the direction of those unknown birds, looked a little reluctant, he said in a somewhat complaining tone: "What are you shouting?"
Xiao Zhuang glared at Hu Hai, as if he had run out of patience: "Did Yingzheng ask you to come here to delay time?"
Hu Hai was also a little angry when he saw Xiao Zhuang's appearance, and he said, "No, I just happened to meet you little ghost when I came here to play." β
Xiao Zhuang didn't pay any attention to Hu Hai, and he walked towards the high threshold.
"Eh, you can't go in. Hu Hai stopped Xiao Zhuang and said in a somewhat commanding tone.
"You dare to stop me?" Xiao Zhuang squinted at Hu Hai, and the atmosphere was a little deadlocked.
Hu Hai didn't notice the strong killing aura in Xiao Zhuang's eyes, and said disappreciatively: "You can't go in, at least not yet." β
"Why?" questioned Xiao Zhuang.
"Hmm, don't you know?" Hu Hai seemed to be very surprised by Xiao Zhuang's question, and he continued instead: "At this time, His Majesty the Emperor is going to the evening court inside, and if you go in at this time, won't you disturb His Majesty the Emperor." β
"Late Dynasty?" Xiao Zhuang became suspicious, he turned around, squinted his eyes suspiciously, and looked at Hu Hai: "Since ancient times, I have only heard the saying of an early dynasty, how can there be a late dynasty?"
"Of course you don't understand!" The naΓ―ve Hu Hai put on a look of being a big brother, he stretched out his index finger and held it in front of him, and said eloquently: "My eldest brother Fusu said that the Huns have made a lot of trouble in the past two years, so today I have to add the late dynasty." β
Although Xiao Zhuang knew that the Huns had been restless in the past two years, he still felt that Hu Hai's excuse was a bit far-fetched, so he snorted angrily and asked: "In that case, you don't have to go to the evening court when you have nothing to do on weekdays?"
"Well, so to speak. Hu Hai nodded and said with a smile: "You little ghost, you look like you're only about two years old, I didn't expect to be so smart." β
This complimentary words made Xiao Zhuang feel particularly harsh, and he really didn't want to be entangled with Hu Hai anymore, so Xiao Zhuang stepped over the high threshold.
"Eh!" Hu Hai saw that Xiaozhuang was about to break through, so he picked him up from behind him and hugged him back: "Why are you so disobedient! Didn't you say that His Majesty the Emperor was holding a late dynasty!"
Hu Hai looked at Xiaozhuang with some anger. Xiao Zhuang always felt that Ying Zheng and the eighteenth son Xiao Hu Hai in front of him had some kind of collusion conspiracy, and finally he couldn't help but ask: "Ying Zheng is in the late dynasty, what are you doing here?"
"Presumptuous!" Hearing Xiao Zhuang's words, Hu Hai changed his innocent smile just now and turned into anger, he angrily scolded Xiao Zhuang: "You can't call His Majesty the Emperor by his name. β
"Hmph~" Hu Hai's anger was exchanged for Xiao Zhuang's contemptuous smile: "Why don't you see Yingzheng in the evening dynasty on weekdays, but it's today, at this time?"
"If you say that again, I'll slap your mouth!" said Hu Hai, raising his hand and making it look like he was going to hit Xiaozhuang.
"I am asking you, and if you do not answer, I will teach you a lesson for your father. Xiao Zhuang's tone was also aggressive.
"You, you're so angry with me!" As he spoke, Hu Hai pinched Xiao Zhuang's cheeks with both hands, and with the pulling action, Pink Dudu's cheeks were suddenly kneaded red.
Xiao Zhuang endured and was accumulating strength, ready to fight back. At this time, I don't know when the figure of a man in white appeared next to him, I saw that the person was personable, he looked like a decent person, with a good appearance, but it was always difficult to hide a gloomy arrogance between his eyebrows, and his constricted brows seemed to be thinking about problems all the time.
"How can you bully a baby. The man in white stood behind Hu Hai and said, he gently tapped the back of Hu Hai's head, like a punishment action, but he didn't feel pain at all.
Hu Hai stared back at the man in white behind him, the movements in his hands did not stop at all, Xiao Zhuang had already finished accumulating, and one hand was silently ready to hit Hu Hai's chest. It was difficult for Xiao Zhuang's young body to gather a breath of internal qi at this time, but he didn't expect to be interrupted by the man in white.
"Getting off work, big brother. Hu Hai quipped to the people behind him.
It turned out that the man in white was Yingzheng's eldest son, Fusu, Fusu nodded and agreed softly: "Hmm." β
"I've been waiting here for a long time, and my eldest brother will take me to interesting places to play. Hu Hai used a tone similar to coquettishness.
Fusu smiled helplessly, and then moved his gaze to Xiao Zhuang's body, he first stared at Xiao Zhuang condescendingly for a while, and then asked with some doubts: "Are you the son of Lord Gai?"
Hearing Fusu's words, Xiao Zhuang was speechless for a while, his face was gloomy, and he didn't want to say more than half a word to Yingzheng's child.
"He's Gai Nie's son?" Hu Hai put one of his hands on Fu Su's shoulder, Hu Hai looked Xiao Zhuang up and down, and then nodded in agreement: "Don't say it, this little kid looks exactly like Gai Nie." β
Xiao Zhuang thought to himself, 'This Hu Hai looks exactly like Zhao Gao, and he is embarrassed to talk about others.' Let's look in the mirror and see yourself, isn't Ying Zheng really unaware?" Although Xiaozhuang thought so, he didn't say it, after all, Hu Hai is still a child, and when he talks about this to other children's children before he is a minor, it will always seem a little 'slippery'.
"Your name is Fusu?" Xiao Zhuang raised his eyes to stare at Fusu, his eyes were deep, as if he didn't want people to see what he was thinking.
Fusu nodded, a faint smile in response.
"You should be called Brother Fusu, do you know, little brat?" Hu Hai said in a chatter beside him.
"Can I go in?" Xiao Zhuang watched a lot of people in luxurious official uniforms pouring out of the door of the main hall, walking out collectively, and knew that the Evening Dynasty was over.
"Hmm. It's ok now. Hu Hai looked at the scene in the main hall, and then he relented and allowed Xiaozhuang to enter.
"Hmph. Xiao Zhuang felt disdain for these things from the bottom of his heart, and he let out a contemptuous sound and walked towards the hall.
As soon as he took two steps, he stopped, turned his back to Fusu and Hu Hai, and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, just now the eighteenth prince came into contact with Jun Ying Cao, he is young and doesn't know how powerful this thing is, you should know how to detoxify, right?"
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