[Politics] Empty Cicada

When Ying Zheng walked into Qinghe Palace, he habitually took a light step.

It is located in the southeast corner of Xianyang, and it takes two hours by car from Xianyang Palace in the city.

No one knows about this place except his cronies.

Because here, lived a dead person.

Lu Sheng was holding a lantern in front of him, hunched over, and his footsteps were very soft, even lighter than Ying Zheng's.There is no starlight tonight, and the moonlight is also dim. In the middle of the night, there is only a little light in his hand.

He motioned to the guard, and the guard stepped back. He gently opened the door, and after Ying Zheng walked in, he closed the door gently again, and hung the lantern on the door. After all this, today he task is completed.

The construction of this palace began when King Qin returned from South Korea many years ago, and it was not completed until South Korea was destroyed.

It is said that this is exactly the same as Hanwang Palace.

Lu Sheng sat in front of the stone steps, staring at the moon in the sky.He thought, anyway, he had never seen Han Palace.

When Ying Zheng walked in, he saw a figure lying on his side by the moonlight.

The people in the house fell asleep.

He heard his shallow breathing.

As if he couldn't bear to wake him up, he held his breath and stepped forward, even though the moonlight was very faint, he still saw his face in sleep, his delicate long eyebrows were frowned, and his lips were pursed, as if he had done something that wasn't right. good dream.

His heart tightened for no reason, and he reached between his brows, trying to soothe his anxiety.

He moved gently, but the man was still awake.

He has always been a light sleeper, and after coming to Qin, he never had a good night's sleep again.

Seeing that he was awake, Ying Zheng said, "Why didn't you wait for me today?"

He didn't blame him, but his tone was naturally dignified.

He looked at Ying Zheng with a trace of fear, and after a moment of panic, he calmed down, and he said: I think the king is getting married today, so he must not have time to come over.

Ying Zheng asked, "Is your husband unhappy when I marry the queen?"

He shook his head lightly: What the king does is related to the stability of the government, so he cannot be so capricious.

Ying Zheng's eyes softened.

He untied his robe, lay down beside him, and hugged him gently, with a soothing tone: Go to sleep, today's widow, I won't make things difficult for you.

Lu Sheng unexpectedly did not hear the sound of breathing in the house tonight.

That was the voice of the king favoring that lord.

One side is pain and depression, and the other side is urgency and coercion. To Lu Sheng's ears, neither is pleasant.

Lu Sheng is not a person who likes to listen to the wall, but he is the only night watchman.

He also heard the chirping of cicadas unexpectedly tonight.

One after another, intermittently, in this silent night, I can hear it very clearly.

It turned out that it was already summer.

He was a little confused. Ever since the lord was under house arrest, he had never felt the passage of time. He only remembered that he shuttled between Xianyang Palace and Qinghe Palace day and night, in the clattering horseshoes, Looking at the curious eyes of passers-by, thinking about the people he will see soon.

The look of that person frowning, the look of that person smiling.

The young master, Han Fei, was already dead.

The feigned death back then was originally ordered by the king. He originally thought that from then on, he would be able to stay away from the court and devote himself to Jiang Hai.

Until that night, the king carried the unconscious Han Fei into Qinghe Palace.

The king fed him the resurrection medicine, which was given to the king by himself.

That was the thing he regretted the most in his life.

When Han Fei woke up in the morning, Ying Zheng had already left.

He always got up very early, because he was going to the Xianyang Palace to go to court.

After Ying Zheng came last night, he never fell asleep again.

He held him tightly in his arms, not letting go even when he was asleep.And Han Fei would never wake up the sleeping Ying Zheng for this reason.

When the maid Xiaoyun knocked on the door and came in, Han Fei had just changed.

After she put the light breakfast on the table, she began to make the uncluttered bed.

She was the court lady Ying Zheng arranged to take care of Han Fei's daily life. She was dumb and couldn't write, because Ying Zheng would not give Han Fei any chance to escape.

Although she is Ying Zheng's person, Han Fei still treats her kindly. Maybe she is the only person he can talk to in this palace, or maybe she looks a bit like Honglian.

Thinking of Honglian, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

He didn't know where Honglian went after South Korea was destroyed.

And what does that person look like now after learning of his death.

After Xiaoyun put away his things, he left.When she left, she locked the door as usual.

Han Fei was alone, went to the desk, and took the slips to read.

He has long been accustomed to this kind of imprisonment.

Every noon, Ying Zheng would come.

When he came in, his footsteps were very light, as if he couldn't bear to disturb him, he walked behind him and read what he wrote.

He read: If you say no, you will lose, and those who do so will be in danger...

Before he finished reading, his face darkened, and he said: Are you blaming the widow, and your opinion is useless?

Han Fei replied: "It's just an article I wrote before. I have nothing to do in the palace. I just copied it again. Your Majesty thought too much."

Ying Zheng said: You seem very reluctant to stay here.

Han Fei said: The king gave me the best arrangement.

Every answer he gave seemed to be deliberately arranged, and to Ying Zheng's ears, every sentence was perfunctory.

Ying Zheng said: Han Fei, don't forget that you are a dead person now.

Han Fei said: I don't want to live.

When he spoke, he had a calm smile on his face. This indifferent smile stabbed Ying Zheng fiercely like a sharp knife.

But he has always, will not take his anger out on him because of this.

On the day when Han was destroyed, Han Fei woke up from his arms. Ying Zheng could never forget the terrified look on his face when he saw that he was still alive.

His face was as pale as paper, and he was so weak that he couldn't even speak clearly, but his eyes were filled with contemptuous coldness.

He almost used all his strength to grab Ying Zheng's collar, his hands trembling, and he said angrily: You finally killed Han.

Ying Zheng took the opportunity to grab his hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, but he didn't answer him, but asked: How many days have you slept, is there any discomfort in your body?

He tried hard to withdraw his hand, but was grasped even harder.

Han Fei scolded: Ying Zheng, you tyrant.

Ying Zheng smiled: I am.

Han Fei said again: The soldiers and civilians of South Korea will never let you go.

Ying Zheng said: From now on, they will all be from my Great Qin.

After scolding for some time, Han Fei lost his strength and finally stopped.He was still lying in Yingzheng's arms, but he seemed to have lost his soul. Looking at the top of the bed, he was staring at the totem above, the black phoenix bird, soaring through the clouds.

The sigh was inaudible.

After a long time, he murmured: That is my country and my home.

He recited very lightly, like a wisp of light smoke in the air, when it floated in front of Ying Zheng's eyes, it was grabbed and scattered.

In Ying Zheng's sharp and resolute eyes, there was an undeniable power.He deliberately raised his voice, like ringing a bell, shocking Han Fei's tattered heart every word.

He said: From now on, my Daqin is your country, and this Qinghe Palace is your home.

Even now, Han Fei still hated him.

The pain of destroying the country will never disappear with time.

Just like his tolerance and patience with Han Fei.

He was in a good mood today, and he would never spoil his mood because of Han Fei's one or two words that bothered him.

He hugged him from behind, held his hand holding the pen, and whispered in his ear: "Said Difficulty", I also like the article very much.

After all, he ignored Han Fei's stiff body and continued to write on his own.

Han Fei stopped writing.

Ying Zheng asked: What's the matter?

Han Fei said: Your Majesty is in a good mood today, is it because of the victory in the battle against Zhao?

Ying Zheng said: "Although you don't leave your house, sir, you are aware of major events in the world."

After finishing speaking, he glanced out the window, Lu Sheng's heart tightened, his neck felt cold, and he quickly knelt down trembling.

Seeing that Han Fei wanted to mention it, he simply asked him: What do you think about this battle, sir, you might as well tell me.

Han Fei said: "The king of Zhao is stupid. Lian Po and Zhao Mu don't use it. It's a pity to listen to slander."

Ying Zheng said: I heard that Mr. Lian Po had a good relationship with General Lian Po. Now, do you feel sorry for him?

Han Feidao: South Korea is not like Zhao Guo. South Korea has neither strong soldiers nor good generals, but Zhao Guo is different.If the king and the people of Zhao State are united, Qin State may not be able to win this battle.I just lament that King Zhao is fatuous and slanderous.

Ying Zheng knew that there was something in his words, which made him a little unhappy, so he said in a cold voice: "There are deep meanings in what you said, you can say it clearly."

Han Fei didn't answer. He came to the window and closed his eyes, as if he was listening to something.

The summer wind blew his hairband up, drawing graceful arcs in the air.The arc of his thin lips is like a half moon, and even the profile of his face looks warm and bright.The skin that has not been exposed to light all year round is fair and clear, and the places where the sun shines are like a thousand-year-old jade, revealing a moving luster.

This situation, in Ying Zheng's eyes, resembled the courtyard that he first met in Korea that day.

The pulsation of life is full of vitality, the passing of time is gentle like water, and the world is full of passion and beauty.But at that time, there was only Han Fei in his eyes.

Ying Zheng's heart also turned into water at this moment.

He followed him to the window and looked out the window.But in front of him, there was nothing but the thick green of midsummer.

He wanted to ask, but couldn't bear to disturb him. At this moment, Han Fei spoke.

He said: "My lord, please listen."

Ying Zheng asked him: What do you want me to listen to?

Han Fei said: "Sound of cicadas."

Ying Zheng said softly: If you think these cicadas are disturbing your purity, how about I ask someone to catch them all?

Han Fei smiled: If you catch these cicadas, new ones will fly in. You can't catch all the cicadas in the world.

It's not that Ying Zheng didn't understand what he said, he stared at his dark eyes: what do you want to say.

Han Fei said: Your Majesty does not need to understand the deep meaning of the words.In the heart of the king, I am just a thing on the bed. What I say and do, like the sound of cicadas, only disturbs the heart of the king.When autumn comes, these cicadas will all die, and then the King's ears will be clean.

With the bright smile he had before, his voice was as cold as water.

After hearing this, Ying Zheng's face darkened suddenly: You will not let me have a better life today.

Han Fei said: "Fei absolutely dare not go against the king."

Ying Zheng sneered, and he asked back: If the widow intends to let you return to the court, will you, who hate the widow, really help the widow and win the world?

Han Fei replied: I won't.

His answer was so out of order that Ying Zheng had nothing to say.It's just that his mood is indeed not as smooth as before.

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*The role of Lu Sheng (Alchemist of the Qin Dynasty) was originally Zhao Gao. Later, he found out that there was Qin Shimingyue and Zhao Gao. I hadn’t seen Qin Shi, so I was afraid that I would not be able to grasp it. I changed it to Xu Fu, and then found Qin Shi. There is also Xu Fu...

*This article assumes that Han Fei likes Wei Zhuang, so Wei Fei is included.