Zhao Zheng was dressed in black, and Zhao Gao was dressed in white. Le Wen's novel | The color of the clothes of the two people is so different. Somehow, the black clothes are wrapped in the white shirts, and the white shirts are naturally embedded in the black clothes. It is so harmonious.
With his eyes closed, he gently rubbed Zhao Gao's shoulder. Zhao Zheng found that it was not as soft as expected, but had another sense of strength unique to men. When he rubbed his head on Zhao Gao's shoulder, his hair also brushed the side of Zhao Gao's face.
The little stuffed animal that could easily be picked up in the past has now grown into a tall man than Zhao Gao. Zhao Gao leaned on his shoulder, feeling the changes in him over the years, and felt "old-hearted" in his heart. "What a relief.
However, Zhao Zheng's hair made his face numb, and he felt a little uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but patted Zhao Zheng's back and whispered, "Your Majesty?" Unexpectedly, the other party embraced him even more when he heard this title. Tightly, she took a deep breath on his shoulder, her voice was a little muffled, and she asked uncertainly and even cautiously: "Xiao Gao, why don't you leave this time?"
When did the king who was so decisive in everyone's hearts have such a fragile side? Zhao Gao knew that this magnanimity that embraces the sun and the moon must be condensed after thousands of hard work. But how lonely those years must have been! Looking at his current appearance, Zhao Gao couldn't help but ask in his heart: How did he survive?
Although Zhao Gao knew that this was the only way to become a king, and he did not hesitate to let him go alone in the past, but now when he thinks about it carefully, he feels faintly heartbroken. The uneasiness hidden in Zhao Gao's heart when he spoke just now has been fully absorbed in his heart. It has caused quite a ripple in Zhao Gao's deep and calm heart since early in the morning, and his expression has become softer and softer unconsciously.
It happened that Zhao Zheng let go of his hands around his waist in order to get the answer, and instead held his shoulders, looking at him steadily with his eyes, so Zhao Gao's expression was exactly the same. It fell into the eyes of Zhao Zheng. In an instant, Zhao Zheng, who had been a little depressed because of the address issue, regained some energy.
Zhao Gao gave a soft "hmm", paused and then added with a smile: "As long as the king does not despise Zhao Gao in the future." Previously, he only uttered a single sound from his nasal cavity, which was enough to make Zhao Zheng unable to contain himself with surprise. However, the second half of the sentence made Zhao Zheng blush, and he immediately uttered three words: "Absolutely not."
This scene is so similar. In the past, when they were about to part ways in Langhuan Pavilion, Zhao Gao once said: "You may have forgotten me by then." At that time, Zhao Gao's jokes not only did not lighten the atmosphere at all, but instead made the baby's face full of laughter. Staring at him angrily, it took a long time before he said seriously: "So I will always wait for you, waiting for the day you enter Qin."
After reviving his life, Zhao Gao never thought that one day he would occupy such an important position in a person's heart. And it is not because of the years of separation or the change of identity. For ten years, there is such a person who remembers me, thinks of me, and waits for me.
That's enough.
Zhao Gao, who was always calm and composed when faced with problems, felt a little overwhelmed even as he stood there. His eyes were unfocused and his mind went blank. He only muttered: "Your Majesty."
Zhao Zheng felt the same way about his move and knew it very well in his heart, so he quietly discussed: "If Xiao Gao feels moved, why not just change the title?" However, Zhao Gao's expression was still a little dazed, but when Zhao Zheng reminded him, he suddenly became confused. Qingming was restored. The corners of his mouth curved, and he put on a teacher's tone and reminded: "The etiquette must not be broken, Your Majesty."
What made Zhao Zheng feel depressed was that he emphasized the word "king" in a more serious tone. Looking at his teachers, Cai Ze is prudent, Meng Wu is dull and straightforward, Wang Jian has a veteran demeanor, and the teachers from the early Qin Dynasty also have a majestic character. On the other hand, the person in front of me is really the worst one.
See if you still have the energy to ask me, then copy this book.
Did Xiao Gao really read this book?
Saw it.
I will definitely read it after I finish copying it.
Oh, I just missed one volume. I copied these two volumes together and gave them to me tomorrow.
Situations like this happened all the time in those years. He was never blushing or polite when he was trying to fool and manipulate people, but his harmless and serious look made people feel miserable but unable to refuse. Zhao Zheng was deeply "harmed" by it in the past, but now that he is older, he is deeply hit when he understands many things that he could not understand before. What's even worse is that every time he recalls it, he actually feels like eating it...
"Your Majesty, Xianyang, has sent me a memorial." As soon as the county magistrate entered with a scholar and then left alone and tremblingly, Zhou Wu felt strange and asked the magistrate. He was so frightened that he could not speak clearly. Yes, it means I didn’t say anything. Although Zhou Wu is one of the nine noble guards [1], he cannot rely on his status to be too abrupt. After all, he is also an expert in one area, so it will not sound good if it is spread out.
But what's even more strange is that while Zhou Wu was waiting, the scholar hadn't come out yet. He didn't dare to eavesdrop on what was going on there, but he was afraid that something would happen to the king. He was running around anxiously when he saw someone coming from Xianyang. As if he had seen a savior, Zhou Wu hurriedly took over the job of his official carriage order himself. Come forward and report. He thought that his king was always diligent in government affairs, and there was no reason not to read the memorial when someone handed it over, so he found this reason to explore what was going on inside.
After so many years, Zhao Zheng finally saw Zhao Gao and they had not had time to reminisce about the past, but they were interrupted. How could he be happy? So he said impatiently: "Let it go for now." When Zhou Wu heard this, his heart suddenly "thumped". Why did a scholar come in and not even read the memorials? It sounded like something had happened.
When Zhao Gao saw him like this, he couldn't help but chuckle and said: "There is no rush to reminisce about the past. Your Majesty, please read the memorial first. I..." Before Zhao Gao could finish speaking, the door was kicked open by someone. Come.
"Is your Majesty okay?"
Zhao Gaoyuan had his back to the door. Before he could react, Zhao Zheng's expression changed and he was firmly protecting him in his arms. With his back to the door, he used his body to catch the fallen door panel.
He only felt his eyes go dark before, and then his face was pressed against a strong chest. When the door panel fell from Zhao Zheng, Zhao Gao came back to his senses and his expression also changed, and he hurriedly broke away from his arms to check his condition. Fortunately, this place was just a temporary post house with a thin door. The debris kicked out by Zhou Wu and the door panel fell on Zhao Zheng's hair. Apart from looking embarrassed, he just felt like he had been scratched by someone without itching. It's no big deal.
I just felt sorry for Zhou Wu who was outside the door. He was thinking about the safety of his own king. When he kicked the door open, he found that he had kicked the door on the king. Moreover, the king's first reaction was not himself, but to ask how the scholar in his arms was doing. . Zhou Wu was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. And he didn't pay attention just now. Now when he took a closer look, he found that the white-faced scholar who was tightly protected in the king's arms actually still had some flavor.
Could it be that the king suddenly had an idea when he saw this scholar... Zhou Wu actually swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he thought of this. Men's customs have existed since ancient times, and the incident between Wei Linggong and Mi Zixia in the past is well known to everyone. Not to mention the kings of other countries, even the nobles of the world have a tendency to have this hobby from time to time. It's just that this kind of thing is a private matter after all, and no one wants to put it in the open. Thinking that he had kicked this thing out, Zhou Wu felt a chill in his neck.
"I have something to do now." Zhao Zhenghan turned his head and looked at Zhou Wu and said solemnly. Zhao Zheng's words brought back Zhou Wu's unruly thoughts. When he regained consciousness, he remembered his situation. Seeing that his king and the scholar were not embarrassed by having their affair exposed, Zhou Wu felt that he might have overthought it, so Relax a little. But when I think about what I have done, I still feel that I am one of the best. I am busy concentrating on apologizing for another matter: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I... I am thinking..."
"You should be glad that you didn't hurt him." Zhao Zheng patted the dust on his body casually and looked at Zhao Gao who interrupted him. Hearing his king say this, Zhou Wu knew that he was in a very good mood today. He didn't take it seriously, but he was confused again at the moment: is this true or not?
"Do you know how to do it?" Zhao Zheng asked calmly, but he was not angry or intimidating. Zhou Wu knew that his life was saved, but the physical pain was unavoidable. Qiqi Ai Ai replied: "I know." Zhao Zheng nodded and said with a smile: "Very good, but I have always been very principled in doing things. , this time it will be doubled." Zhou Wu nodded sadly.
However, he remembered the memorial in the hands of his subordinates, whether it was handed over to him or not. It was Zhao Zheng's words that made him "let it go" as if he had received amnesty. "That door..." Zhao Zheng glanced sideways, and Zhou Wu fell silent knowingly. Yes, you can't disturb the king...
After Zhou Wu and the bus commander took the things to the inner room, put them away, and left, Zhao Zheng also pulled Zhao Gao into the inner room. Just now Zhou Wu was here, and Zhao Gao couldn't say anything to protect Zhao Zheng's majesty. There were only two of them at the moment, so Zhao Gao said expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, bow your head." Zhao Zheng hurriedly pretended to be a good student. Do.
Zhao Gao raised his hand to remove the sawdust from his hair and said seriously: "You are already the king. The safety of the Qin State depends on you alone. If something happens, what should we do? Besides, I am a man, how can I be protected by the king like this? I will never do this again."
Seeing how serious he was, Zhao Zheng swallowed the words that fell to his lips. He didn't answer, and just looked at him so intently that Zhao Gao, who had always been so well-mannered, couldn't stand it anymore. Thinking of what he had done over the years. In the end, he couldn't help but sigh, his heart softened, and his expression completely relaxed.
In fact, what Zhao Zheng wanted to say just now is: Qin Guo and Xiao Gao are equally important in my heart.
From the moment the two met again, Zhao Gao kept calling him "big king". Zhao Zheng felt uncomfortable after hearing this but could do nothing about it.
He knew his concerns so he didn't force it. But Zhao Zheng was not willing to give up, so he was willing to wait for the day when Zhao Gao would completely let go of his worries.
When something happened, Zhao Zhengda could pull him aside without him using his body to block it. The reason why he did this was just a bet that Zhao Gao would be soft-hearted. Now it was exactly as he expected. Zhao Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: Ever since meeting Xiao Gao, his mood has really been ups and downs.
"Your Majesty, don't you read the memorial?" Zhao Gao straightened his appearance for him and took a step back to ask. "I don't know how long I have to wait until I finish reading those memorials, so what does Xiao Gao do?" Zhao Gao also knew that he was unwilling to let him go, so he simply picked up a volume and said leisurely: "Read a book."
