I and the King of Qin Sweep Liuhe

At the square at the end of the stone steps, Zhao Sheng boarded his carriage tremblingly and left.

Ying Zheng stood there in silence for a long time, until Zhao Zheng came over with a cloak and tried to put it on him, then he came back to his senses.

Zhao Zheng was not tall enough to throw the cloak over Ying Zheng's shoulders.Ying Zheng squatted down and asked Zhao Zheng to put it on for him.

Zhao Zheng stood in front of Ying Zheng, knotting his tie with his little hands.

Ying Zheng said, "Why are you crying?"

Zhao Zheng lowered his eyes, his eyes and nose were already red.With a weak cry, he said, "The student didn't cry."

Ying Zheng looked down at him, "Liar."

"Sir..." Zhao Zheng hugged him tightly, tears fell on the dark green cloak, and finally disappeared without a trace.He whispered: "Sir, I am very sad."

How should I put this strange emotion, it seems distressed, but also seems to be difficult to restrain.When he thought that his husband was almost severely punished because of him, and might lose his life, his heart seemed to be tightened, and he was extremely sad.

Zhao Zheng leaned against Ying Zheng's hair, and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, you have nothing to do."

Ying Zheng picked up the cloak, wrapped Zhao Zheng up, hugged his cold body, and comforted him in a warm voice: "Isn't it all right? Kneeling on the ground for so long, go back and drink some hot soup, I'll let someone boil it..."

Before the words were finished, Zhao Zheng got out of Ying Zheng's arms.Ying Zheng's hand holding him suddenly disappeared, curled up slightly, and he whispered, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Zheng took a few steps back, knelt on the ground, and folded his hands in front of him.

Ying Zheng vaguely knew what he was going to do, and wanted to help him up, but Zhao Zheng dodged slightly.

"Student," Zhao Zheng's voice trembled. He didn't know whether it was too cold or too restrained. He said, "Student wants to become a teacher."

Ying Zheng said, "That doesn't have to be the case."

He knew that Zhao Zheng wanted to draw a line with him, and he didn't want to implicate him again.

But don't have to.

Ying Zheng said: "You won't stay in Zhao country for long, and I don't have a few days to live, it's okay."

Zhao Zheng raised his voice sharply: "Sir, don't say such things! Mister Changqing!"

Ying Zheng silently looked into his red eyes and turned his head away.He knew Zhao Zheng's temper just as he knew himself.

Sure enough, he heard Zhao Zheng say: "Sir, if you don't agree, the students won't be able to kneel here."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, too lazy to toss with this stubborn child, "Okay, it's up to you, get up."

Zhao Zheng stood up, "Student... I will leave the other courtyard with my mother, and I won't bother you anymore."

Ying Zheng: "..."

It is too serious to be so serious.

"I like sir very much, so I don't want him to go out for anything. This time, Mr. Pingyuan interceded for him. If there is a next time, who can protect him? I learned the emperor's art from my husband before, and today I saw that the game in the court is not as it is. It’s as simple as a joke on paper. Mr. is in the royal family, there are crises everywhere, and international students around him will become an excuse for others to target. Students don’t want to involve Mr.

It was rare to say so much.

Ying Zheng looked at him deeply, and after a while, he calmly said: "The book is almost finished, and I will send someone to give it to you when the time comes."

Zhao Zheng didn't expect him to talk about this, so he lowered his head and said, "Students won't be accepted anymore. They should be interrupted, but they will be disturbed. The master taught me these principles, but why don't you think about yourself?"

"Because of you..." Ying Zheng carefully chose his words, "It's very special to me."

Zhao Zheng looked up at him.

It was the first time he saw his husband showing such an expression, which was a bit tangled and worried.

As usual, he should be very happy.But at this moment, he only felt extremely sad.

He is special, but he will bring trouble and trouble to the husband.

"Mr. said so, the students are very happy." Zhao Zheng forced a smile, "So the students can't implicate the sir."

Ying Zheng turned slightly to avoid his gaze, "That's fine, it's also a good thing to be ruthless."

After a pause, he carried it back, "Let's go."

Zhao Zheng stared at him silently for a while, how reluctant he was to part with this person in front of him, but he had to leave him again.He finally understood the power of power, and what it means to be "the king is angry and the world fears".

The ups and downs of one person's life and death are all controlled by another person's joy, anger, sorrow and joy. This is power, and this is the king.

But he is just a proton, he has no ability to protect Mr.He can only use another way of hurting others and himself as another kind of protection.

Zhao Zheng bowed to Ying Zheng for a long time, even though his back was turned to him and he couldn't see it.There are so many things I want to say, but when I get to my mouth, nothing comes out.

He knew that Mr. understood his mind, and that was enough.

Zhao Zheng turned around and walked down the long palace steps. The slender figure gradually drifted away on the palace road. On the high platform, Ying Zheng still stood in place, with his back to the wide and empty square, and no one looked back.

·

Ying Zheng asked the government order to drive, and walked slowly through the streets and alleys of Handan, and did not return to the mansion until very late.

He gave Zhao Zheng enough time to move away.

The other courtyard was empty, and Ying Zheng walked in. Zhao Zheng and his mother had already moved away all their belongings, and the place seemed deserted for a moment as if no one had ever lived there.

When Ying Zheng opened the door, he saw the bamboo slips on the lacquer table wrapped in brocade bags one by one. It was an article he wrote to Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng didn't even take these things away, and Ying Zheng felt an unspeakable emotion in his heart. Being angry is not like being angry, and being sad is not like being sad. He actually laughed, "The child is so ruthless."

There is a bit of his shadow.

Ying Zheng picked up the bamboo slips, glanced at them, and put them down again. Suddenly, something else on the table caught his attention.

It was a dark green kit, about the size of a palm, lying quietly in the moonlight falling on the lacquered table.

Ying Zheng had never seen such a thing before, he thought it should be left by Zhao Zheng, so he took it over and looked at it carefully.

Very refined.

Yingzheng roughly felt the shape of the thing inside through the fabric, and guessed it was a longevity lock, but he didn't take it apart.

Under the moonlight, the room presented a dark blue glow.Ying Zheng sat by the lacquered table, the moonlight fell on half of his body, his face was hidden in the dark blue darkness, his eyes were very bright.

He stroked the kit, feeling an unprecedented sadness.

Different from the sadness of anger, disappointment and despair when my mother conspired against Lao Ai back then, this kind of sadness seemed to spread from the tip of my heart to my whole body, even my fingertips were aching.

It's a feeling that can't be let go, and only by forgetting can you get a moment of peace, a feeling... a feeling that he has never had before.

Within a few days, Zhao Sheng finished handling the conflict between Zhao Qian and the proton.By the way, Ying Zheng provided Zhao Sheng with the evidence that Zhao had bought and murdered his younger brother. Zhao Wang was furious when he learned the truth, but under the persuasion of his ministers, he did not execute the sentence.He expelled Zhao Jia from Zhao State and ordered him not to return home for life.

Zhao Zheng and Yan Dan were fined part of their salary and grounded to think about their mistakes, while Wei Ru received some corporal punishment in addition.

This is already the best result.

Zhao Zheng and Yan Dan never looked for Ying Zheng again.

Ying Zheng rarely went out again.

The days seem to have calmed down like this, and in a blink of an eye, spring will begin next year.

The bamboo slips written by Ying Zheng filled the entire bookshelf. The project was huge and it was really inconvenient to carry.So he dragged his sick body and re-wrote it on silk again, which wasted some time.

On the Qin side, Qin Wangji has passed away.An Guojun succeeded to the throne, and Yingyi was appointed as the prince.As the prince's legitimate son, Zhao Zheng will be sent back to Qin to ease the relationship between Qin and Zhao.

Zhao Zheng himself, who is on the balance of power, appears very silent.

Yan Dan also saw it. He knew that Zhao Zheng missed Lord Chang'an very much, and sometimes he would even run to the wall of Lord Chang'an's mansion in the middle of the night, standing there for a whole night.

That wall was the one where Zhao Zheng fell on his leg. Zhao Zheng was taller, so it would not be difficult to climb in again, but he didn't.

Yan Dan was worried for him, but couldn't say anything.

On this day, Lord Chang'an sent someone over.

Yan Dan happened to be watching the scenery from the tree outside the womb.The government order told him that Mr. Chang'an had something to give to Gong Zizheng.

Yan Dan raised his chin and pointed to the inside of the palace wall: "It's inside, go find him. He won't accept it."

It's not that Mr. Chang'an never sent something again. When did Zhao Zheng accept it?

The government ordered people to bring silk to see Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng was still missing.

The government order had no choice but to go to Yan Dan: "I also ask you to convey it on your behalf."

After a while, Yan Dan knocked on Zhao Zheng's door.

Zhao Zheng sat behind the lacquer table, neither reading nor writing, just sitting there with very gloomy eyes.

Yan Dan felt that he seemed to be a different person, lowered his voice and said: "The article written by Mr. Chang'an."

He handed over a thick stack of silk with a dark green kit on it: "He said that if he doesn't accept it, he will return what you gave him."

Zhao Zheng stared at the kit for a while, his expression became more and more serious.He whispered: "I heard that Mr. Chang'an is seriously ill."

His aura was too obvious, full of aggression and oppression, Yan Dan inexplicably had the illusion that he was talking to the monarch, and said: "Yes. The government order said that it won't last this spring."

Zhao Zheng clenched his sleeves silently. After a long time, he closed his eyes and said, "Give me the kit."

Yan Dan handed it to him.

Zhao Zheng took it, got up and left.

Yan Dan wanted to stop him, but the other party had already strode away.

·

In the mansion, Ying Zheng lay down on the couch and took a nap.

A thick gauze curtain separated the bed from the outside, and faint coughing sounds could be heard from time to time.

After a while, the maid brought the medicine.

Ying Zheng closed his eyes, he was still wondering if Zhao Zheng would accept those silk books.While thinking about it, a notification came from outside: "Mr. Chang'an, Mr. Qin is seeking to see you."

Ying Zheng's eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes slightly, and said hoarsely, "No."

Not long after, the guards came to report again: "Young Master Zheng refuses to leave and insists on seeing Lord Chang'an."

Ying Zheng said, "Then let him wait."

Until late at night, Zhao Zheng was still standing at the gate of the mansion.

The guards couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Young Master, go back, Lord Chang'an won't see you if you don't see him."

Zhao Zheng thought for a moment, bowed his sleeves and saluted, then turned and left.The guard breathed a sigh of relief, at least he could listen to the words, alas.The same goes for Mr. Chang'an, who obviously often went to see Gongzizheng secretly, how could he actually meet and then disappear?

Before they had time to figure out why, they suddenly heard the guards not far away shouting: "Hey! What are you doing! Someone climbed over the wall! Stop him!"