Three years later.
"Zheng'er, if you don't like Lord Changping's daughter, the queen can reject it for you." Zhao Zheng carefully supported his mother at this time, glanced at the palace maid on the side, and then turned around and made a gesture: "Mother, please." Before the palace maid could bring the cushion, someone got there first. Zhao Zheng frowned slightly when he saw this, but when he saw the man laying out the cushions, he respectfully stepped away and stood a step behind his mother to serve her. Unconsciously, he softened his expression and said, "Seeing that you are so considerate in serving my mother. , I feel relieved..."
"Lao Ai is terrified." The sharp-sounding person was Lao Ai. He was recommended by Lu Buwei. He entered the palace as an eunuch three years ago. He was favored by Zhao Ji because of his tact and thoughtfulness in serving people. Zhao Zheng has always been Being filial, he simply gave him to his mother.
In the past few years, Zhao Ji has taken good care of herself and has not looked old at all, while Lu Buwei, who is over sixty years old, has already turned white on his temples. Zhao Zheng was really relieved to see his mother becoming increasingly estranged from him. Now that his mother said these words, he was naturally ready to deal with Lu Buwei. However, Zhao Zheng had other plans at this time, so he found an excuse to reject his mother's kindness: "Don't worry, queen, I heard that Lord Changping My daughter is extremely beautiful, and she was recommended by Prime Minister Lu, so I am somewhat looking forward to it..."
"The Queen Mother asked Lao Ai to find a better woman for you. Does Zheng'er really not consider the Queen Mother's wishes?" Zhao Zheng glanced at Lao Ai without any emotion after hearing this. Lao Ai's heart trembled. "Now that Prime Minister Lu has decided on this matter, it's hard for the child to regret it anymore. From the mother's side..."
The son said this with a calm face, which made Zhao Ji feel uneasy. She dismissed all the palace people and reminded in a low voice: "Zheng'er, Lu Buwei has never been kind to our mother and son. In the past, we were weak and weak. My mother had no choice but to obey him in everything. Now that you are the King of Qin, you should learn to make your own decisions in everything."
Zhao Ji's words sounded completely out of a mother's concern for her son. In fact, only she herself knew that half of what she reminded her son was because of her own selfishness. She had already seen through many things when their mother and son were brought to the Zhao Dynasty meeting and humiliated. Later, when she returned to the Qin Kingdom and was forced to perform a dance, Lu Buwei was not moved at all, which completely chilled her heart. After so many years of flattery, mother and son finally managed to survive, so how could they be willing to be controlled? he?
"Everything Prime Minister Lu did was for the sake of the Qin State and the State, so the mother need not worry too much." The reason why Zhao Zheng said this was because he did not want to involve his mother. Now that he saw that the time was right, he had already planned to prepare some things, but he didn't want to implicate his mother, so he never made any arrangements in advance in front of her, and only allowed her to cultivate in the harem with peace of mind. Zhao Ji opened her mouth to say something else, but seeing that her son looked extremely serious, she had to suppress it and put it aside for the time being.
Zhao Zheng returned to Qutai Palace and happened to receive a report from the secret guard. There were only a few words in it, but after reading it, Zhao Zheng squeezed the piece of silk tightly into his hands with a gloomy expression, and thought to himself: Lu Buwei dared to ride his horse in the Forbidden Palace today, might he want to ascend the throne and become the king tomorrow? Fortunately, the surrounding palace people had been driven away by him, otherwise they would have been shocked when they saw him like this.
The news of Qin Wangzheng's wedding in half a month soon spread throughout the country. The palace people were busy with the matter non-stop. However, Zhao Zheng, as soon as the court meeting was over, asked the palace people to send the memorial to Qutai Palace. Then he casually walked around the martial arts arena. "Your Majesty." Meng Wu didn't expect him to come at this time and hurriedly pulled his two sons to greet him. "Master Meng, there is no need to be polite. I wonder how Old General Meng is doing lately?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. The old man is very strong." Zhao Zheng nodded and cast his eyes on the two young men behind him who were similar to his own age. He muttered: "This is..." Meng Wu slapped his big palm on the back of the two men. He greeted and shouted: "You two little bastards, haven't you met your Majesty soon?" Then he smiled at Zhao Zheng and said: "Your Majesty, these are the dogs. The older one is called Meng Tian and the younger one is called Meng Yi."
Zhao Zheng had long been accustomed to this master's frank and rude style. Seeing that his two sons were both very energetic, he felt fond of him, so he said: "It just so happens that I have two fewer opponents to practice swordsmanship. If Master Meng is willing, every day from now on... ..." Before he finished speaking, Meng Wu patted the two young men on the head again and said: "I'm willing to give up, hehe, I'm willing to give up." Zhao Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "Master Meng, you are willing to let go of your son, but you may not be willing to let go of your grandson, Old General Meng. You don’t want them to stay in the palace, just come over and teach every day and let them come with you.”
Strangely enough, Meng Yi felt unconvinced when he saw that the king in front of him, who was only the same age as himself, could easily decide whether their brothers would stay or go based on their status. And I was very curious about his swordsmanship, thinking that I would definitely frustrate his spirit if I had the chance.
Unexpectedly, it was only after Meng Yi actually competed that he realized that the one who was frustrated was none other than himself. On the other hand, brother Meng Tian's sword fight with this little king was like meeting an opponent in chess. The two of them tacitly understood each other and killed each other happily. "Hey, do you really think that the king is a tiger-skinned sheep? When your kid was sleeping at home, he practiced sword practice for several rounds. He asked you to imitate your brother, but you didn't listen. You didn't think about making progress every day."
In the past, Meng Yi rarely took his father's teachings seriously. Today, it was the first time that he felt so depressed. From then on, Meng Yi started practicing at five o'clock every day and practiced his sword more diligently. His eldest father Meng Ao found out and praised Zhao Zheng for setting a good example as a king.
Returning to Qutai Palace, Zhao Zheng immediately took a bath to wash off the sticky sweat stains on his body. He finally felt comfortable. He walked out of the bath comfortably wearing a medium coat. Before he took two steps, he heard There was a sound of inhalation.
At this moment, his long hair was draped wetly on his shoulders, and some of his slightly messy temple hair stuck to his face, rarely showing a soft look. The solemn and solemn side has faded away, and the handsomeness of his face has become more obvious. In addition, he has been practicing martial arts all year round, and his figure is slender and straight, and his figure is strong and well-proportioned. The maids looked at him and felt their hearts swell with excitement.
"If you can be favored by the king, I will do it even if you don't have the title." Although it was just a whisper, the words still fell into Zhao Zheng's ears. He only said lightly to the eunuch who was in charge of Qutai Palace affairs. He said: "No one is allowed to come in without my order from now on." The eunuch had served him for many years, and knowing that he must have been angry, he hurriedly answered "Promise" and kicked the person out.
In fact, Zhao Zheng was already old enough to know about men and women, and there was someone in the palace who was responsible for teaching him, so it was impossible that he didn't know the meaning. It's just that he witnessed his mother and Lu Buwei's ambiguity in the past, and it fell on him, so he was particularly cautious in this regard. It was convenient to recruit a maid when he wanted to be embarrassed, but he never bothered to do so.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Lu wants to see you." His thoughts were interrupted by the announcement. Zhao Zheng heard that it was that person. Although he was reluctant, he suppressed all the emotions he shouldn't have and tried his best to be as tight as possible: "Why are you so anxious to see Prime Minister Lu?" A widower?" Although Lu Buwei was born as a merchant, he liked to dress like a scholar. This wide robe and wide sleeves made Zhao Zheng upset. "I am here to inform your Majesty that the autumn geese used to receive gifts before the wedding must be hunted by your Majesty yourself, so that the long-lasting harmony between the King and Queen can be ensured."
Let me know...hehe, Zhao Zheng, a majestic leader of the Qin Kingdom, is getting married, but he needs someone else to tell him what to do. "Prime Minister Lu has worked hard over the years and has made great achievements. He is really troublesome in everything for the sake of others." Unexpectedly, Lu Buwei showed his sleeves and said brazenly: "Everything I did was for Qin and the king, so I don't think it's troublesome."
Zhao Zheng's hands hidden under the wide sleeves of his robe were clenched into fists unconsciously, and he was silent for a moment. After calming down, he said calmly: "I think I practiced my sword very hard today, and I feel a little unwell at the moment..." Fortunately, Lu Buwei He had no intention of stopping after he had spoken. He immediately bowed his hands and bowed hastily, "Your Majesty, please ensure your health. The wedding will be in half a month," and then left.
The wedding is scheduled for autumn, which is the time when large numbers of wild geese fly south. If you want to hunt wild geese, you can hunt them by standing guard near Zhuhong Terrace. However, the master was leaning on the pillar of Zhuhongtai Pavilion leisurely with a volume of book at the moment, with no intention of picking up the bow at all. "Isn't the king here to hunt wild geese? Why..." The person who asked the question was the maid Shen Yu. Because she was prudent and neat in her work, and she was generous and knowledgeable, Zhao Zheng was quite happy with her, so naturally he often took her with him.
"Give them the bow and arrow and tell them whoever hunts the wild goose today will be rewarded with a hundred gold." Although Shen Yu had doubts in her heart, she was not slow at all in her actions. "No." After saluting him, he followed suit. Zhao Zheng thought of something and added, "Remember to tell them that this matter should not be made public," and then continued reading.
On the day of the wedding, Zhao Zheng was led through a complete set of formal ceremonies. It was not until the evening when he welcomed the bride and dealt with the officials that he returned to the bedroom. As soon as he finished drinking the wine, the palace people withdrew, and he and his newly married queen were the only ones left in the huge bedroom. He finally breathed a subtle sigh of relief, and then he just leaned aside to recuperate without making any move.
From the moment she saw Zhao Zheng, Le Mi's eyes never left him. When I looked at him from a distance during the day, I felt that he was handsome and solemn. Now that I got closer, I could see him more clearly. He has good looks and a good expression, and his cold and handsome look is really hard to look away from. How many girls would never dream of being able to marry such a man who was born so brilliantly and was the monarch of a country?
Seeing that the king was still reluctant to move, Le Mi became a little anxious. "I heard that Qiuyan was hunted by the king himself for the little boy. The little boy... the little boy was really happy." She pursed her lips for a while before timidly speaking. Unexpectedly, the king just said "hmm" lightly and still didn't say anything.
The clothes on Le Mi's knees had been wrinkled by her hands, and her eyes began to look resentful at Zhao Zheng. But Zhao Zheng didn't look at it, which made her really anxious. She bit her lip and finally plucked up the courage to ask in a low voice: "It's getting late, why don't you, little boy... serve the king and rest..." Before she could finish her words, Zhao Zheng moved. : "Hmm." When Le Mi heard the "hmm", she felt that her heart had stopped beating.
When Zhao Zheng met her eyes, another plain and plain figure suddenly appeared in his mind. That man always wore plain white clothes and looked calm and calm. The most beautiful thing is the pair of clear eyes, which often give people a scent that is as clear as water and cannot be blasphemed. If you smile, your whole person will be like seeing the sun through the clouds, and you will be extremely beautiful.
But for some reason, the smile that once felt like a spring sun suddenly turned into a blazing flame, scorching his heart. But that feeling disappeared quickly. Zhao Zheng didn't know what it was. He didn't forget that he still had things to do, so he didn't think much about it at the moment and took the initiative to press Le Mi under him...
The next day, Zhao Zheng woke up before dawn as usual. As a bride, Le Mi hurriedly sat up when she heard the noise, but her eyes met Zhao Zheng's unexpectedly. She remembered the charm of last night, and saw that she was naked, and a blush suddenly appeared on her delicate and beautiful face. He lowered his head shyly. This little daughter's demeanor fell into Zhao Zheng's eyes, but he couldn't even have the slightest interest in admiring it. Thinking of the "consanguineous marriage" thing that Zhao Gao had mentioned before, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Just because he thought of something, he could not leave for the time being. He said to her lightly, "Thank you for your hard work", and then he lifted his legs and left. .
