As for Li Si...
He was sent to cultivate and plant corn just a few days ago, and it seems the corn has just been planted.
Wait a little longer.
After he successfully grew corn, they dealt with him.
How about finding a reason to bring Li Si to this inn next time?
Use the gentleman's mouth to criticize him?
Li Si, who was squatting on the ground with a large group of people, suddenly felt a chill on his back.
Goosebumps appeared all over my body!
"hiss!"
He reached out and rubbed his arms. "Strange, why do I suddenly feel cold?"
"Has the weather changed?"
While muttering, Li Si looked up at the sky.
"No... the sun has just set and it's still very hot."
"Could it be that I have caught a cold? Is my body weak?"
A sturdy man in coarse linen clothes shouted from a distance.
"Hey! Master Li! What are you doing? Come here quickly! This corn has worms!"
What?
Corn has worms?!
Li Si's face changed and he quickly ran over!
He had the audacity to ask His Majesty for this corn.
If he fails, how can he have the face to work under His Majesty?
Even if I die a thousand times, I cannot escape the blame!
.........
The carriage went all the way to Xianyang.
Fusu bid farewell to Ying Zheng and returned to the palace with his guards.
The stewards and palace servants who had been waiting at the door all stepped forward quickly.
"Master, you're back."
"Um."
Fusu responded, "Take the key and open the warehouse."
Wha...what?
Open a warehouse?
Qi Jie was stunned. "Master, what are you looking for in the warehouse?"
As Fusu walked, he said, "Find a stick that's handy. I can be of use."
ah?
Stick?
Although Qi Jie didn't understand what Fusu wanted to do with the stick, he still quickly whispered.
"Yes, sir, I'll get the key for you right away!"
After saying that, Qi Jie trotted away.
Before Fusu arrived at the warehouse, Qi Jie came back jogging.
He was panting heavily, a bunch of keys still in his hand.
It is the key to the warehouse door lock.
It is usually kept by a dedicated person.
Qi Jie would only go and get it when the warehouse needed to be opened.
"Master, the key is here."
"Well, let's go."
Fusu nodded.
Qi Jie trotted to the door of the warehouse and opened it with the key.
"Young Master, please."
Fusu stepped inside.
Qi Jie followed closely behind.
Several guards were standing guard at the door.
There weren't many things in Fusu's warehouse.
They are all calligraphy, painting, poetry collections, and things given by Ying Zheng.
Gold, silver and jewelry only account for a small part.
Instead, there were rolls of bamboo slips piled up, filling up half of the warehouse.
Among them, weapons such as swords, spears, swords and halberds are pitifully rare.
Fusu buried his head in it, searching for a long time.
Finally, I found a wooden stick in a corner that was as thick as my wrist and very round.
As for what kind of wood it was made of, he forgot, and it didn't matter.
He held a wooden stick in one hand and tapped his palm gently.
Nodding continuously.
"Well, that's right, it's you."
Qi Jie was watching from the side, confused.
What's good?
Why did the eldest son suddenly come back looking for a stick?
By the way, the eldest son is not going to stick with His Majesty today?
Why did you return to the palace so early?
At this time on normal days, I would still be in the palace, eagerly watching over His Majesty.
Could it be that the eldest son annoyed His Majesty and was driven out by His Majesty?
That's not right either.
If that were true, the eldest young master's expression shouldn't be so relaxed at this moment.
Just when Qi Jie was puzzled, Fusu walked out of the warehouse.
Qi Jie quickly chased after him!
"Hey? Master, wait for me!"
"What are you going to do with the stick? Take the little one with you!"
Fusu said without turning his head, "I won't take you this time, let's go first next time."
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Qi Jie stopped and watched Fusu leave.
Fusu, accompanied by his guards and carrying a wooden stick, strode into Hu Hai's palace.
As soon as the palace maids in Hu Hai's palace saw Fusu coming with a threatening momentum, they hurried to find Hu Ji to report.
Hu Ji happened to be nearby with Hu Hai. When she heard the news, she brought Hu Hai over.
From a distance, she saw Fusu standing by a pond.
In his hand he held a stick as thick as his wrist.
She frowned, stepped closer, and asked.
"What is this, young master?"
"You came to my palace with a stick. Is there something important?"
Hu Hai, who was following Hu Ji, looked unhappy and spoke in a bad tone.
"Brother, you came to my palace with a stick. Are you here to beat me?"
"Have you obtained father's permission to come here?"
He didn't believe Fusu dared to hit him.
He just said it casually.
But when Fusu heard this, he raised his eyebrows.
"Oh? You can actually tell that I'm here to beat you up?"
"It seems that your eyesight is not bad."
Wha...what?
Are you really here to beat him?
Hu Hai's eyes widened in shock, "You! How dare you!"
"I am the Eighteenth Prince, the most beloved of my father! How dare you lay hands on me?!"
"Oh!"
Fusu snorted coldly.
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