Chapter 227 Return
Mao Heng was amused by his remarks.
Now that the matter has been settled, there is no point in him saying anything more, "Alas..."
He threw the ruler in his hand, sat back down, poured himself a cup of tea, took a deep breath, and then continued, "I can't stop you, nor can I convince you. Just remember, when you get to Xianyang, just focus on editing books and don't worry about the gossip outside."
"Don't worry, uncle!"
Mao Heng snorted coldly and stopped looking at him.
The next day, Mao Chang packed up his things early and stood at the door waiting for Queen Dowager Zhao.
After Zhao Yuanxi said goodbye to Mao Heng, he saw Mao Chang waiting at the door and couldn't help but smile and said, "Say goodbye to your uncle again!"
After this trip today, Mao Chang didn't know when he would be able to return to Yiyang.
Zhao Yuanxi sat in the carriage waiting. The wooden box beside him was filled with a lot of books he got from Mao Heng. These were real ancient books!
The content of the book was very different from what she had learned. As time went by, even as people passed it down from generation to generation, the things in these books were actually changing.
The palace servant reminded: "Empress Dowager, he has already boarded the carriage."
Zhao Yuanxi put the bamboo slips he had finished reading back, picked up another one, and said calmly, "Let's go!"
The journey from Handan back to Xianyang was smoother. After traveling for seven or eight days, Zhao Yuanxi finally saw the city gate of Xianyang.
She couldn't help but stretching. Her old waist had been suffering a lot along the way!
After returning, she will lie down for three days and three nights!
Unfortunately, her wish obviously could not be realized. As soon as the carriage arrived at the gate of Xianyang City, it was stopped by someone.
Mi Qi bowed and said loudly, "Welcome the Queen Mother back to Xianyang!"
The Black Feather Guards standing on both sides of the road also shouted in unison, which frightened Zhao Yuanxi.
She lifted the curtain of the car and saw two small figures coming out from the crowd. They rushed to her, stood on tiptoe and looked at her eagerly, their little faces flushed red, looking aggrieved and pitiful.
"Big Mother."
"Big Mother!"
Zhao Yuanxi carried them onto the carriage, rubbed their little faces, and gently asked with his forehead against theirs, "Why did you come out?"
"I heard from my father that my eldest mother would be back today, so I have been waiting for her here." Fusu grabbed Zhao Yuanxi's sleeve tightly, lowered his head with red eyes.
Ziying wept in grievance, "Grandmother said she would be back soon, but she's been gone for so long."
Zhao Yuanxi wiped his tears and said, "I'm sorry, Grandmother was wrong!"
Ziying burst into tears and fell into Zhao Yuanxi's arms.
Zhao Yuanxi held him in one hand, comforting him softly, and wiped Fusu's tears with the other hand. The two children seemed to want to let out all the tears they had accumulated over the past few days, wetting her clothes.
Her eyes were slightly red, and she hugged the two little guys tighter.
They must have suffered a lot of grievances these days.
After an unknown amount of time, Ziying finally emerged from Zhao Yuanxi's arms with swollen eyes and whispered, "Next time Grandmother goes out, please take me with you."
"good."
If nothing unexpected happens, she will not leave Qin in the next few years. This is not a difficult thing to agree to.
Mi Qi listened to the crying of the two little princes in the carriage, and was still glad that the two princes did not complain about the king's brutal suppression of them in recent days.
But the next second, he heard Master Ziying say in a muffled voice, "Grandmother, look at my hands!"
Zhao Yuanxi stared at Ziying's chubby little hands and said affirmatively, "Well, he's gotten fatter and bigger. It seems that Ziying has been eating well recently."
Ziying immediately withdrew his hand, tears in his eyes, and said unhappily, "Grandmother, you're not paying attention! I'm not fat, I've just grown up!"
Zhao Yuanxi nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, Ziying has grown up!"
This perfunctory attitude made Ziying feel wronged and went to Fusu's side. He asked, "Brother, have I gained weight?"
Fusu held Ziying with his two small hands and answered with certainty, "Ziying is not fat, it's just that the clothes I made recently are a little small."
Zhao Yuanxi chuckled.
Ziying spread his hands out in anger and pointed at the two thin calluses on his right hand. "Humph! I didn't ask you to see if I'm fat. I asked you to see this."
Only then did Zhao Yuanxi notice that there were several calluses on Ziying's fat fingers. Because the light in the car was not bright, it was indeed difficult to see at first glance.
"What's going on?" Zhao Yuanxi rubbed that place.
Seeing that his mother had finally seen clearly, Ziying sniffed and said aggrievedly, "Ever since Uncle Qin Wang came back, he has been watching us copying books and practicing calligraphy every day. My hands hurt but I still have to copy. My brother's hands are bleeding but he still has to copy."
Zhao Yuanxi took Fusu's hand and looked at the scabbed wound, feeling a little uncomfortable. "Does it hurt?"
Fusu shook his head and nodded, explaining, "I just accidentally scratched myself. It hurt a little at the time, but it doesn't hurt anymore now."
"Anyway, we shouldn't go to Uncle King Qin anymore!" Ziying hummed.
"It was my idea to have your uncle, the Prince of Qin, take care of you!"
Ziying's eyes widened instantly, his face full of disbelief.
Zhao Yuanxi smiled and rubbed Ziying's little head. "I'm not in the palace, so I have to let him take care of you."
"But there are palace servants here, and we can take care of ourselves."
“This is different.”
No matter how dedicated the palace maids are, they are not safe without the presence of the adults.
She wanted to make it clear to everyone that Fusu and Ziying not only had her protection, but also the protection of the King of Qin.
But she agreed, "However, he forced you to copy every day, and this really needs to be discussed with him. You are still so young, how can he treat you like this?"
Upon hearing this, Ziying sat down beside him with satisfaction. "Grandmother must teach Uncle Qin a lesson! Otherwise, punish him by making him copy the Qin laws!"
Zhao Yuanxi tried to hold back his laughter. It seemed that Ziying did have a lot of complaints about copying the Qin laws.
"Don't you have anything to say, Fusu?"
Fusu scratched his little hands and lowered his head, saying, "My father promised me that as long as I finished copying the Qin Law, he would allow me to participate in government affairs. I actually want to finish copying it sooner."
"Brother, how can you turn against us just for such a small favor!" Ziying said angrily.
Zhao Yuanxi patted Ziying on the back and asked Fusu, "You want to participate in government affairs? Why?"
"Teachers always say that the early bird catches the worm, and my father also says that I haven't had enough experience. I just want to gain more experience so that I can do more for the Qin Dynasty in the future."
"But you're still so young."
Fusu shook his head. "I'm not young anymore. Mr. Gan Luo was appointed Shang Qing at the age of twelve, and I'm almost six years old now, but I'm not even half as good as Mr. Gan Luo."
Zhao Yuanxi held his forehead and said, "You can't compare it like that!"
"Big brother is not stupid at all. You are very capable." Ziying waved his little fist. "I will copy it for you tomorrow. That way, if you finish it sooner, Uncle King Qin will know how capable you are!"
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