Zhao Si did not sleep on the dragon bed, but was carried to the side hall.
It wasn't until Zhao Si woke up that he realized that he had achieved the feat of staying overnight in the Dragon Palace.
That’s it for the New Year. After the New Year, everything remains as usual.
It stands to reason that officials should take a break during the New Year. Unfortunately, the First Emperor's journey is still going on, and he has to go to work when he should.
The journey continued for more than two months.
For Zhao Si, the real New Year is here.
The goose-feather heavy snow fell one by one, and the sky was covered with a layer of white gray.
The frame of the car swayed forward, and Zhao Si sat in the driver's seat and looked up with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"The New Year is here." Zhao Si murmured.
After all, this New Year is just his own holiday.
No one celebrated, no one blessed, and Zhao Si was alone.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, making the team's journey more and more difficult. Fortunately, every hundred miles along the road, there must be a station where people can rest.
There were soldiers cleaning the room and others carrying things, while Zhao Si took a break and huddled in the corner alone to watch the snow.
"Why do you have to stay here?" Wang Li rubbed his hands and leaned over to look at Zhao Si who was leaning under the tree.
"Look at the snow..."
"What's so good about snow? It's so cold. Go eat hot pot!" Wang Li shrank his neck, white smoke coming out of his mouth as he spoke.
Zhao Si shook his head and smiled, but he was not too sad about Spring and Autumn. It has been so many years since he traveled through time, and he did not live a good life in his previous life. What is there to be sad about?
Chatting and laughing with Wang Li all the way in, the two of them gave orders and the small hot pot was already boiling.
There's beef, venison, lamb, fish, and even bear meat.
Various mushrooms are put into a pot, and it is served with chili sesame sauce, coriander, garlic sesame oil. In this snowy season, eating hot pot while watching the snow is probably a beautiful thing.
"What's wrong with you?" Wang Li suddenly asked after eating for a long time.
Zhao Si was stunned for a moment and stopped his chopsticks: "What's wrong?"
"I see you are a little upset." Wang Li picked up a piece of venison.
"Is it so obvious?" Zhao Si put a piece of beef on a dipping plate and wrapped it in sesame sauce.
"Yes, you have been a little sluggish after driving today, but what happened?" Wang Li put down his chopsticks.
"That's not true, I just remembered something." Zhao Si shook his head and smiled.
The memory of his previous life became increasingly blurry, so much so that Zhao Si almost forgot his previous life's experience, but it only reflected hazily in his mind like a dream.
As a human being in two lives, there is nothing unhappy about this life to be honest.
If you want money, you should have women, and if you want to have women, the only worry is probably the life safety of the First Emperor.
After all, everything he owns is linked to the life of the First Emperor. Once the First Emperor suddenly dies of a serious illness, everything he has done will suddenly become meaningless, and everything he owns will probably be fleeting.
Zhao Gao's status is getting lower and lower, and he is becoming more and more marginalized. Although both Zhao Gao and Hu Hai have always treated him with courtesy, Zhao Si knows that he has truly affected Zhao Gao's status and interests.
If history continues as usual, I am afraid that once Hu Hai corrects his edict, he will be the first to die.
According to history, this year is the year of the death of the First Emperor. Fortunately, Hu Hai probably has no chance to usurp the throne.
However, due to historical reasons, although Hu Hai and Zhao Gao did not do anything extraordinary, Zhao Si always felt uncomfortable, as if he knew that there were two undercover agents lurking around, and nothing he did was smooth enough.
The key is that Zhao Si doesn't know how to solve it. Should he tell the First Emperor directly?
Since we can't produce any substantive evidence, we can only wait for Hu Hai and Zhao Gao to be gradually and subtly marginalized.
"If you have something, you can't hide it in your heart..." Wang Li smiled and raised his glass to Zhao Si to drink together.
"How can I be that kind of person?" Zhao Si didn't want to hide it, he really didn't know how to say it.
The two of them ate for a while when they heard footsteps.
But it was the First Emperor who came taking advantage of the heavy snow...
Zhao Si and Wang Li bowed and saluted, and the First Emperor knelt down to eat together with ease.
"No need to be formal..."
With daily exercise and a reasonable diet, Emperor Shi Huang's body has become healthier and healthier, and the imperial doctor Xia Wuqi gave a very positive evaluation.
If this state can be maintained, it won't take long for the remaining poison in the First Emperor's body to disappear.
It must have disappeared. Zhao Si kept the jade halo running at full power next to the First Emperor every day. What was he trying to do? Isn't it true that Emperor Tu Shi can survive this year's catastrophe?
There is no problem with the external condition of the First Emperor's body. Even the generals in the army may not be as good as the First Emperor in terms of physical fitness.
The slightly bulging belly has disappeared. Although I haven't seen it, Zhao Si estimates that according to this training intensity and diet, the First Emperor has probably developed eight-pack abs.
After all, Zhao Si had experienced it personally in his previous life. He knew what such intensity of training and diet could achieve after such a long period of persistence.
Now the First Emperor's physical training, Zhao Si, has relaxed and no longer blindly pursues muscle gain and fat loss. The training plan is also much lighter. The main focus is to maintain the amount of daily activities and maintain the current physical condition.
As for the heavy metal toxins accumulated in the body, it cannot be alleviated by the body's own metabolism or taking medicine.
It all depends on the suppression and elimination of Zhao Si's raw jade halo.
Fortunately, after such a long time, it has been reduced to the danger level. Xia Wuqi thought that his medicine was working. He optimistically said that according to the current progress, in about half a year at most, the toxins in the First Emperor's body would be gone. will dissipate.
Nowadays, the Emperor's dietary requirements have been relaxed a lot. He still tries to keep as little oil and salt as possible, but he is not as perverted as before. Now the disgusting healthy meals have been stopped, so Li Xiang no longer has to look depressed. I had a healthy meal with the First Emperor.
After the First Emperor took his seat, Wang Li seemed a little more reserved, but not too much.
The two of them were busy preparing food for the First Emperor, and the First Emperor rarely asked about Wang Li's personal situation.
"Now that the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty have entered the Yinshan Mountains, you have made great contributions. What reward do you want?" The First Emperor took the filled wine from Zhao Si and asked.
"Hasn't Your Majesty already rewarded it?" Zhao Si swallowed the venison in his mouth.
"The previous reward was for official business, but now I give it to you privately." The First Emperor put down his chopsticks and smiled.
When Zhao Si heard this, he put down his chopsticks and his face showed joy, because the sadness of celebrating the Spring Festival alone disappeared without a trace.
The First Emperor asked what he wanted, but Zhao Si stopped him.
money? Zhao Si is not lacking either.
Handmaid? Zhao Si doesn't seem to be lacking either.
field? Zhao Si seems to be in good supply.
Basically, the First Emperor had already given out all the rewards that were due. Zhao Si himself was not a very greedy person, so he didn't know what rewards to ask for.
The First Emperor was not in a hurry, he just ate by himself.
What should I ask the First Emperor for? Or what would the First Emperor give himself?
Zhao Si was thinking about it and suddenly realized that today was the Spring Festival, although it was only his Spring Festival.
"Your Majesty, why don't you give me some reward?" Zhao Si smiled.
"How much do you want?" asked the First Emperor with a smile. He was really not afraid of Zhao Si asking for money. In fact, logically speaking, he should indeed give Zhao Si more reward money. The First Emperor was already prepared to spend a lot of money.
"Just one gold!" Zhao Si smiled.
During the Spring Festival in my previous life, there was a custom of paying New Year greetings to elders and asking for red envelopes.
It's a pity that Zhao Si doesn't have any elders in this world.
If I had to say it, maybe Zou Feng would be considered half, and the only one who could really be considered an elder was probably the First Emperor.
In fact, Zhao Si was not a fool. How could he not feel the First Emperor's protection for him?
In addition to Jun's kindness, Zhao Si also felt a bit of specious family affection.
"One gold is too little!" The First Emperor waved his hand.
"No, no, no, no, no! I want one gold!" Zhao Si chuckled.
Too much is not right. How can a New Year's red envelope cost hundreds of millions?
Even if the First Emperor really rewarded Zhao Si with tens of thousands of gold, it would not be that interesting to Zhao Si.
"But besides that, I have a small request." Zhao Si smiled.
"Say!" The First Emperor looked at Zhao Si calmly.
"It's just this gold. Can you wrap it in red cloth?"
The First Emperor did not answer, but just waved his hand to signal the waiter to prepare.
Zhao Si's request was very simple, and it was ready in a short time. The First Emperor took the red envelope from the waiter and handed it to Zhao Si.
"Your Majesty, wait a moment..."
Zhao Si immediately bowed and saluted, and then improvised a birthday message for the First Emperor. The First Emperor was confused, but he still cooperated and laughed heartily.
Zhao Si happily took the red envelope and put it into his arms.
Although this New Year belongs to me alone, I also received red envelopes.
"So happy? How about I give you a red envelope?" Wang Li saw that Zhao Si became visibly energetic and came over to ask softly.
"This is given to the younger generation by the elders. What are you packing?" Zhao Si pushed Wang Li.
"Where does this custom come from..." Wang Li muttered without knowing it.
The First Emperor, after sending a red envelope to Zhao Si, left.
"I will give you a thousand gold coins in addition to my minister Zhao Si!"
Zhao Si only wanted one gold wrapped in red cloth, how could the First Emperor only give one gold? That would be too petty for the First Emperor.
The waiter bowed to take the order, and the First Emperor lay leisurely on the couch, with the stove next to him exuding blazing fire.
This kid Zhao Si has something hidden in his heart...
However, since the First Emperor sent the red envelope, Zhao Si's little worries disappeared without a trace.
Three days later, the snow stopped and the First Emperor's journey set off again.
Go straight to Chu State...
"The Heavenly Group of the Early Han Dynasty...Han Xin, Xiang Yu, and Yu Ji..."
On top of the horse, Zhao Si held the whip and urged the reins!
(no more)
(End of chapter)
