The downpour of spring rain hit the eaves and teeth suddenly.
Xianyang Palace waited for more than half a month, but after all, it did not wait until the rain stopped and the clouds stopped and the fog cleared.
Zhao Ji, who was also waiting for a reply, was lying on the bed lingeringly.
The hall is covered with warm felt blankets.
Zhao Ji was covered with a quilt embroidered with pines and cranes to prolong life, and she was surrounded by maids and maids who lowered their heads and stared at their toes.
Next to her, Grandma Sun held a slender copper tube and unscrewed the jade cover, revealing a black and red pill inside.
"Your Majesty, it takes time for the messenger to come and go."
Grandma Sun said: "Maybe there's something wrong on the road. You never know. It's been raining for half a month. Maybe the road is muddy -"
"roll!"
Before she finished speaking, Zhao Ji pulled the copper pipe in her hand and threw it to the ground.
Dan Wan rolled on the ground a few times. She closed her eyes slightly and opened her black eyes again. Her cheeks were sunken and her breathing was rapid: "The last urgent letter, does he want to be from the Aijia, or is he from the Aijia?" corpse!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the chambermaids and maids fell to their knees.
Grandma Sun raised her voice and said in a high-pitched voice: "Mother, you must not say that. God bless you, I will be as long as the moon, as high as the sun, as long as Nanshan, and God will protect you forever!"
"Tianbao Jiuru!"
"Tianbao Jiuru!"
Death is especially taboo in the palace.
The palace people prayed for Zhao Ji and this infatuated woman in ancient Qin language.
Zhao Ji closed her eyes tightly and remained silent, like an oil lamp that had burned out and was about to run out.
"The Prime Minister has arrived——"
The shrill voice of the chamberlain rang out in the dim palace.
Zhao Ji felt as if she had been injected with fresh blood. Hot sweat suddenly broke out on her body, and she turned her dry eyes to look.
Lu Buwei walked in wearing an ocher-colored spring shirt.
He is from the Wei Kingdom, has a rather upright appearance, and has several deep smile lines at the end of each eye, making him appear kind and refined.
But it was this kind man with a very long-term vision who became the world's largest businessman.
He also had the courage to plan and then settle down, which led to the current situation in Qin where Zhongfu was in charge.
Zhao Ji looked at him and could no longer shed tears.
Lu Buwei stood beside her couch. At this time, the palace people had been driven out, and they were the only two people left in this large palace.
His expression was impeccable, but his fingers weakly formed a stiff arc, like a dead branch.
"Zhao Shu, Buwei is here to see you."
Zhao Ji's eyes never blinked from the moment he came in. She opened her mouth, but she was speechless, "Buwei——"
Lu Buwei brought a bowl of minced meat from the side, sat beside her couch, and smiled, "I heard from the people below that if you don't eat or drink for three days, I am the Prime Minister of the country and I approve more than a dozen carts of documents every day. It is inevitable. ..”
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Ji hurriedly said, "I know that you are a man and you are doing important things for men. I, a little woman, should not stop you, but..."
The tears on her face burned down, "I just want it too much, I care too much, Buwei, you know? Do you...understand me?"
She was afraid of forcing him to death, and she was afraid that he would not have the weight of her in his heart, and she was even more afraid that he would dislike her from the bottom of his heart.
He thought she was born a geisha and thought she was old and yellow.
There were so many beautiful young women in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she was afraid that he would abandon her at some point. She repeatedly tried to use her power to oppress him, but in the end it was herself who was forced.
Lu Buwei's face was uncertain, he avoided her gaze, took a spoonful of minced meat from the bowl and said, "Your health is important, Zhao Shu, don't be willful."
"Buwei, I'm not willful."
Zhao Ji's eyes glowed softly, and she let him help her up, swallowing the minced meat that he fed with his own hands.
The two were so close now that she could even feel his breathing.
When the bowl of minced meat reached the bottom, Zhao Ji suddenly threw herself on Lu Buwei, crying out all her longing and the strength she had gained from drinking the minced meat.
"Buwei, no Wei, no Wei, my man, I am your woman, tell me now why you haven't come to see me for several months, woo woo woo."
Unfortunately, the body he held was extremely stiff, harder than the iron stone.
Zhao Ji felt terrified that her affection was in vain. She tried her best to elicit a response from him, "Buwei, please speak. I want to hear you say you love me, and I want to listen now."
His big hand holding the pen suppressed her tearing the hem of her clothes, and his face seemed to be full of thoughts, "No."
"Pfft."
Zhao Ji smiled and said, "What's wrong? You really think that I want to cling to you and do that kind of thing right now. You're just a mouthy gourd. Only when you do that kind of thing will I feel that you love me." mine."
"If you don't do that, you and the concubine in your house will do it too. You might as well pay me the food here."
Lu Buwei moved his lips and forced out an embarrassing smile: "You are the Queen Mother and I am the Prime Minister. This is not a good thing."
"What is a good thing? You might as well marry me. I will be your wife and you will be my husband. Isn't this a good thing?"
Zhao Ji nestled against his chest, "Being a husband and raising children for the rest of my life. This is the life I want to live. Bu Wei, I don't want to be trapped in this lonely and boundless palace and die alone. That is really too much." It’s terrible, not to mention that King Qin has already agreed, so why can’t you kill me?”
Lu Buwei was calm and calm.
"What exactly do you want me to do? Say it, say it!"
Seeing that he had no reaction, Zhao Ji beat his chest, fell weakly on him, and cried, "You are such a dignified Prime Minister, so afraid of everyone's eyes."
"Zhao Shu, listen to me, it's not because of this."
Lu Buwei held her hand and said, "People in the world are actually making ridiculous rumors, slandering Ying Zheng as our son. If you and I are reunited, I'm afraid that King Qin's direct bloodline will be punished."
"At that time, I am afraid that the imperial court will be in turmoil and the country will be in trouble. There will also be Cheng Jiao. Behind Cheng Jiao, South Korea is watching -"
"Shhh."
Zhao Ji lightly tapped his lips with her fingertips and smiled foolishly, "It would be great if King Qin were the son born to you and me. We would take him far away from the court, to a place where no one can find him. We The family lives together.”
"Zhao Shu! You are confused!"
Lu Buwei's face turned livid, and he walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
Zhao Ji crawled beside the couch, almost falling down. Her voice was cold and depressed, "Buwei, if you dare to step out, believe it or not, I will kill you!"
"Boom——" "Boom——"
Thunder was rolling outside again, and Lu Buwei's figure froze, as if he was separated from one another by layers of haze.
He turned around very slowly, "If you and I want to stay together forever, that's not impossible, but we must first get rid of the obstacle of Cheng Jiao."
Tears shone in Zhao Ji's eyes, and hope was rekindled: "Bu Wei, I will listen to you. Whatever you say, Zhao Shu will do it."
*
"Boom——"
rain.
rain.
It's still raining.
Baitao fiddled with the glass beads in his hand.
Looking at the yellow leaves trees with green buds in the courtyard, he said depressedly: "Why hasn't it stopped? It's been raining for how many days."
Rui'er, who was standing by, added spices to the stove to repel mosquitoes and said, "The spring rain is continuous. It's been like this for a long time. My little master is really bored, so you can go to your place."
"No, what's so fun about his place? There are a bunch of white old antiques coming in and out. Seeing me is like seeing a child."
Baitao shook the bead plate and tossed it, "And Brother Zheng is so busy. The pile of documents he reviewed is higher than my head. What do you think? How fun is that?"
Rui'er sneered and said, "What are your plans, little master?"
"No matter." Bai Tao Liyu said, "Go outside, even if it rains so heavily."
Rui'er also put down her work and said, "Little master, wait for me first, I'll go make preparations."
"You girls are all just ink stains. Clean up this place and that place. I don't want to wait for you."
Baitao jumped out, leaving only Rui'er with a head tied in a double-snail bun. Rui'er was behind and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Little Master, you are also a girl."
Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
Baitao sat on the edge of the fluffy boat and stretched out a bamboo pole on the water.
Occasionally there are fish jumping on the water, and the wind and rain are fierce, and all you can hear is the cry of thousands of frogs on the shore of the Weishui River, inflating their air bags.
It was foggy and confusing.
"Little Master? There is no bait on your bamboo pole. How can you catch fish?"
Rui'er sat next to her and put a wooden bucket next to her. "Actually, according to Nunu, it's better to go to the fish market and buy a few fish to save time."
The white peach head is adorned with blue, silver, and emerald pearl flowers, and its tail is decorated with long phoenix feathers. When blown by the wind, it ripples like ocean waves.
"Who said I want to go fishing? I don't want to imitate Jiang Taigong. I can't draw a tiger like a dog. I want to catch a raccoon. When he knows I'm coming, he will bite the hook."
"Fishing for raccoons?" Rui'er was puzzled, "What kind of fish is that?"
"It's a fish that can dig up trees."
"There are still fish digging trees in this world?" Rui'er was even more puzzled.
Zheng Guo, who climbed up from the stern of the boat, twitched his mouth when he heard this.
He patted the child-sized carp in his arms and said, "It's not fish that can dig up trees, it's raccoons."
When Rui'er saw this beautiful boy who appeared out of thin air, she was so frightened that she collapsed on the board of the boat.
She protected Baitao and said in panic, "Fairy! This... this is definitely a fairy somewhere. Run, little master, run!"
Baitao, Zhengguo, Fox and Beaver all focused their attention on her. Baitao said, "How did you know he was a goblin?"
Rui'er's face turned pale: "This is the center of the Weishui River. There are no roads around. He is so dry. What else can he be besides a spirit that eats people's hearts? My little master, you..."
Baitao interrupted her: "He is my friend, and he came here specially to give gifts. Look at the fish he held, he put a lot of thought into it."
Zheng Guo nodded when he heard this, and when he saw Rui'er's look, he smiled shyly, "I am your little master's friend, and I came here to bring fish."
As he spoke, he pointed his white fingertips and poked the carp's tail.
The carp raised its tail and swung it wildly from side to side a few times, bringing up a string of crystals.
When Rui'er saw that he had no intention of attacking others, the panic in her heart eased a little.
Then I saw the little master in Jinluo Yuyi hugging the smelly fish.
Forgetting the weird and hair-raising feeling just now, Rui'er only bulged her eyes and said, "Little master, your skirt is worth three hundred gold. Every gold thread embroidered on it is rubbed by hand and cannot be washed. The slave just said I have been protecting my left and my right, and I have finally managed to save what an ordinary person would have spent for ten years. Now, my little master, are you just going to hold a fish?"
Baitao said confusedly: "But I like to eat fish."
Zheng Guo also said: "This fish is very big."
Baitao pointed at him and said, "He doesn't eat fish, so I'm helping him share the burden."
Zheng Guodao: "Yes."
"..." Rui'er collapsed.
After Baitao sent Rui'er to the stern of the boat, he threw the carp on the board of the boat, squatted down and touched the fish's head and said, "What a big carp. I have never seen such a big carp in my hundred years of life. What do you think?" Why doesn’t it become a spirit?”
"You can't become a sperm now, don't you know?"
Zheng Guo thought for a while and said: "Either you practice in seclusion and don't care about the world, or you are still too young. You are still not weaned in our Heli family at the age of a hundred."
Baitao stretched out her foot and kicked it, and said angrily: "Who do you think has not been weaned?"
Zheng Guo hugged his knees and begged for mercy, "Wrong, wrong, wrong, aunt!"
"snort."
"It's just that you have only been cultivating for a hundred years. Not only have you reached a high level of cultivation now, but you can also survive in the Palace of Qin. It is a great achievement."
Baitao reluctantly listened to his compliment, "Why can't you become a sperm now?"
"After the Yin and Shang Dynasties, you were not allowed to become spirits. Fortunately, I spent two thousand years with Han Shui doing nothing and not thinking about making progress. Otherwise, like now, those with higher cultivation levels would be even worse and the backlash would be even more severe. So now there are many famous great demons. They no longer exist.”
Baitao's heart skipped a beat: "You still haven't said why it's like this."
Zheng Guo said with a mournful face: "Auntie, I am just an unknown beaver who works diligently to build dams every day. Even if I cut down 10,000 more trees, I still can't understand this God-like thing."
"....All right."
Baitao hid the worries in her heart, decided not to embarrass him, and walked in dragging the fish's tail with one hand.
"Thank you for your hospitality. If you come to me for anything in the future, I can help you establish connections in Qin State."
"Auntie, wait a minute." Zheng Guo came up and said, "Qin is going to have a flood."
Baitao fluttered her eyelashes, "How do you know?"
"I am a beaver, and this watery nature is my nature. If it wants rain or water, I just need to smell it twice."
Zheng Guo sighed, "When a flood breaks out, the first people to suffer will be the commoners who make a living by fishing and farming. I don't know how many people in Guanzhong will starve to death by then. If we can prepare for a rainy day, wouldn't we be able to reduce some losses? Likewise, They are all living creatures in the world, and I hope from the bottom of my heart that they can feel better."
Baitao asked: "Then you are so kind-hearted, but you still want to suck the prince's royal aura?"
His eyes flickered, "It's not that I can't control it. I'm a beaver and I'm kind to mortals. But in the end, I'm a demon, not an immortal, and I'm not a god."
Baitao listened to his words and dragged the fat fish in without forgetting to say, "I will tell Brother Zheng about this, and you, if you catch such a big fish again, don't forget to give it to me first. It will do you good.”
This is pure banditry.
But Zheng Guo responded hurriedly: "If you come to visit the lake next time, I will definitely come to see you."
