"Uncle Wang is too complimentary." Liu Qi smiled slightly. He naturally understood the meaning of Wang Li's words, but he really had no other intentions, so he didn't mind.
"Those things are outside the house now. Uncle Wang, where do you think we can unload them?" Liu Qi asked.
"My dear nephew, wait a moment, let me make some arrangements." Wang Li replied, and then shouted: "Here comes someone."
There was a sound outside the hall, and a guard walked in.
"Ask Mr. Liu of Taicang to take them to collect the donated grains outside the mansion and send them to disaster relief."
"promise."
"Nephew Liu Xian, you two go with him. I have other important matters to attend to, so I'll excuse myself first."
Wang Li turned around and apologized.
"Uncle Wang is busy first, and the two of us won't disturb you."
Liu Qi stood up. He knew that Wang Li only received the two of them for his grandfather's sake. Otherwise, Wang Li would not have bothered with such a trivial matter.
The two of them followed the guards towards the door.
On the same day, news came out from the Zhisu Neishi Mansion that Liu Qi, the grandson of the imperial censor, led a merchant to donate some food and cotton robes.
At night, Qin Heng had an extra document in his hand.
It says that on October 15th of the 20th year of Yuande, Liu Qi, the grandson of the imperial censor Liu Ji, together with the merchant Guo Can, donated three thousand stones of grain and six carts of cotton robes for disaster relief.
There is also the seal of Zhizunai Shifu below.
Qin Heng looked at this document and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
Unexpectedly, Wang Li was quite cautious, and he was the one who obviously released the news.
As for why Qin Heng donated these things, there are only two words.
accumulation!
These wine shops will expose him sooner or later. Doing this now is just to lay the foundation for the future.
Qin Fang Palace.
Emperor Qin put down the book in his hand and rubbed the center of his brow tiredly.
"Your Majesty, would you like a bowl of ginseng tea to moisten your throat?"
Zhao Gan walked up to him and said cautiously.
"Well, present it."
"promise."
Zhao Gan was so happy that he quickly turned around and took the ginseng tea from a eunuch.
"Your Majesty, please use it slowly."
Emperor Qin raised his hand to take the ginseng tea.
"Have any major events happened in Qindu recently?"
Emperor Qin asked casually while drinking ginseng tea.
"Back to Your Majesty, there have been no major events in Qindu recently. Everything is peaceful."
"But there is one small incident that has caused quite a stir."
Zhao Gan bent down, stood beside him, and said softly.
"What's up?"
Emperor Qin put down the ginseng tea and glanced at him.
"Today, there was news from Zhisu Neishi Mansion that Mr. Liu Qi, the grandson of Mr. Liu, the imperial censor, and a wine shop merchant named Guodi Lao donated some food for disaster relief. Now it is widely known throughout the city that some merchants came to visit in the afternoon. At that time, we also donated some disaster relief food.”
"Oh, Liu Ji's grandson and a merchant donated some food for disaster relief!"
"I remember that Wang Li didn't raise food, right?"
Qin Huang said with some surprise.
"Yes, Your Majesty, Mr. Liu donated it voluntarily."
"Haha, this Liu Ji does have a good grandson."
"By the way, how is the Eighth Prince doing lately?"
Emperor Qin's eyes moved and he suddenly asked.
Thinking about it carefully, I haven't seen this son for some days.
"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince usually lives in seclusion and stays in the mansion. Only the Crown Prince, the Second Prince and Mr. Liu come to visit from time to time. Everything else is as usual."
"By the way, the Eighth Prince sent some supplements to the palace a few days ago."
Hearing this, Emperor Qin felt warm in his heart. This son was physically inconvenient and stayed in the palace all day long. He was always thinking about himself and sent people to bring things to the palace from time to time.
Think about it, he is at this age when he is lively and active, but because of his legs, he is restrained in the house.
He sighed softly, raised his eyes and said, "Tomorrow it will be announced that the Eighth Prince will enter the palace."
"promise."
Zhao Gan's expression changed and he bent down to answer.
In the early morning, Qin Heng had just finished his meal when he received an order from his father.
Immediately, he suppressed his doubts and ordered Xiaoyao to prepare some gifts. Then he washed up again and followed the herald towards the palace.
When he reached the palace gate, no guards were allowed in. Even he had to get out of the car and be pushed by the palace guards.
After a lot of twists and turns, I finally arrived at Qinfang Palace.
At this time, there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Eighth Prince, Your Majesty invites you."
Zhao Gan walked out of the hall and said respectfully.
"Good work."
The guards in front of the palace came forward and pushed him into the palace.
The Qinfang Palace was where my father handled government affairs on weekdays. On countless nights, my father reviewed memorials, formulated national policies, and devoted himself to the prosperity of the Qin Dynasty.
The palace is resplendent with carved beams and painted pillars.
Exquisite silks are hung on the surrounding walls. The silks are embroidered with patterns such as dragons and phoenixes, magnificent mountains and rivers, showing the royal dignity.
In the corner of the palace, he also saw various antiques and treasures displayed.
Generally speaking, from the moment he entered, the entire Qinfang Palace gave him a solemn and solemn feeling.
He looked directly ahead, and a golden dragon chair came into view.
On the dragon chair, his father, wearing a black dragon robe, stared at him softly.
"My son, I pay homage to my father." Qin Heng's voice showed unconcealable excitement.
"Raise your head and let Father take a good look at you." There was an unnoticeable excitement in Emperor Qin's voice.
Qin Heng slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with tears that were about to overflow. That look made Emperor Qin's heart tighten.
"Chi'er, how are you doing outside the palace these days?"
"Back to my father, everything is fine. I eat well and sleep well."
"You see, I have gained a lot of weight."
As he spoke, Qin Heng opened his hands, revealing his thin body.
"That's okay, Father will be relieved."
How could Emperor Qin not see his son's slightly pale face and poor acting skills.
He knew that his son didn't want him to worry, so he didn't expose it.
"Father, you are much more haggard than you were a few days ago. You have to take good care of your dragon body on weekdays." Qin Heng looked at him with a distressed look on his face.
"Okay, father will pay attention."
Emperor Qin smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.
There had been one incident after another during this period, and he really didn't have a good rest, so he seemed a little out of sorts.
"I heard from my cousin a few days ago that my son has a new royal sister. I originally wanted to go to the palace to congratulate my father."
"But I have trouble with my legs. I didn't want to trouble others, so I didn't enter the palace. I hope my father won't blame me."
Qin Heng's childish face showed a hint of apology.
This expression made Emperor Qin feel a little pinched in his heart. His own son was like this and he was still considering other people's feelings.
This made him feel mixed emotions, and he felt even more guilty.
He took a deep breath and forced a smile: "How could my father blame you? Your second emperor brother has already told your father your feelings."
"That's fine."
Qin Heng breathed a sigh of relief. His cautious look made Emperor Qin feel very uncomfortable.
"Go out more often on weekdays and don't stay in the palace all the time. Everything is fine with your father and your mother and concubine in the palace, so you don't have to worry."
"Well, Erchen knows that besides studying, Erchen also went out with his cousin."
"What books are you reading recently?"
Qin Heng showed a hint of shyness on his face: "My son, I have been reading the Classic of Filial Piety recently, as well as the teacher's essay on national policy while studying abroad."
"Oh, if my father remembers correctly, you have been reading the Classic of Filial Piety for a long time, right?"
Emperor Qin asked curiously.
