"You all did a great job today and you all worked hard."
Ying Zheng looked at the people in front of him and said, "You should go back and rest early."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Wang Wan, Feng Quji, Meng Tian and others bowed and left the hall.
Ying Zheng waved Xia Lin away and walked to the side hall alone.
Did you find out, sir?
He wasn't sure either.
After a quick wash, I went to bed to rest.
The next morning, after attending court, Feng Quji went to see Ying Zheng to report on the recent situation of the mine.
There is also the armory and the paper mill.
They also picked out the key points one by one and reported to Ying Zheng.
After listening, Ying Zheng nodded and said, "Well, very good, Feng Qing, you have worked hard."
"Thank you, Your Majesty! I am not tired at all!"
Feng Quji's expression was calm.
It is his honor to serve Your Majesty, so how can it be hard?
Fusu rested for a night and recovered fully.
Although my legs are still a little sore, it’s not a big problem.
He ran to Ying Zheng again early in the morning.
"Father."
"Lord Feng."
Ying Zheng looked at Fusu, "Well, what are you doing here again?"
"I didn't do anything."
Fusu said, "I just came to see my father."
Looking at his eldest son, Ying Zheng ignored him and spoke to Feng Quji who was standing beside him.
"Mr. Feng, please go and do your work first. If you need anything, please report to me at any time."
"promise."
Feng Quji bowed and left the hall.
Suddenly remembering something, Fusu said, "Father, I'm going out for a while too!"
Then he ran after Feng Quji.
"Master Feng! Wait! Wait for me!"
Um?
Eldest son?
Feng Quji, hearing the voice, turned around in confusion.
Seeing that it was Fusu, he asked in confusion, "Master, you called me, is there something wrong?"
Fusu said, "Yes, something happened."
"I want to ask you, how is Hu Hai doing with you?"
Um?
Eighteenth Young Master?
The eldest son suddenly asked the eighteenth son what he was doing?
Feng Quji said, "Fortunately, I didn't lose any limbs, and I didn't starve to death."
"Why do you ask this, Master?"
"Ah, well... nothing."
Fusu said, "I just want to see if he is still alive."
"It's enough to know that he's still alive. I'll be leaving now."
After saying this, before Feng Quji could say anything, Fusu ran away again.
"This young master...has become quite lively lately."
After muttering something, Feng Quji turned and walked out of the palace.
He still has a lot of things to deal with and is busy.
mine.
Hu Hai had a pale face and numb eyes as he carried a basket of stones.
tired.
I'm really tired.
Three days.
He has been moving stones for three days!
His hands were covered with blisters!
In fact, it was not just his hands, Hu Hai also had several big blisters on the soles of his feet.
I went back and forth for three days, I don’t know how many times I ran.
How many baskets of stones were carried?
He only knew that he could no longer lift his arms.
He never knew that time passed so slowly.
The day is so long.
He just wanted the sun to go down quickly and it to get dark so he could go back to sleep.
Hu Hai raised his head and looked at the sky.
The glaring sunlight made it impossible for him to open his eyes.
Hu Hai felt dizzy, twisted his foot, and fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
“Ouch! Hiss…”
Hu Hai was not pretending, he fell down hard.
Knocked to the ground.
My palms were scraped raw.
Hu Hai, lying on the ground, looked at the palm of his hand.
The grievances and discomfort he had felt in recent days made him unable to hold it back any longer, and his eyes instantly turned red.
She pouted and started crying.
“Wuwuwu…Mother…wuwu it hurts so much, I’m so tired…”
Zhao Gao has been observing Hu Hai these days.
At this time, he was not far away, secretly watching Hu Hai.
Seeing him cry, I felt inexplicably happy.
In the past, Hu Hai relied on his status and the emperor's favor to give him a cold shoulder and roll his eyes.
He even dared to throw his millet rice before.
snort!
Serves you right!
I'll throw you to death!
Cry, cry, cry, just cry.
After crying, I still have to work.
The people guarding nearby saw Hu Hai's appearance but didn't say anything.
Just pretend you didn't see it.
After crying for a while, Hu Hai, seeing that no one paid attention to him, silently wiped his tears and got up.
Carrying the basket, he continued to carry the stones.
He tried many methods in the past few days, pretending to be sick and fainting, but none of them could fool these people.
Instead, his food was withheld.
He didn't eat much to begin with, and after this deduction, Hu Hai felt even more hungry.
So now he has learned his lesson and stops pretending and making trouble.
But he was still unwilling to give up and kept doing manual labor here.
He wants to go back.
Return to the palace.
Return to father.
If that doesn't work, you can go to Fusu and be a little servant.
He doesn't want to stay here anymore!
I don’t want to be hungry or sleep poorly every day.
I don’t want to have to do so much work every day!
As long as Fusu takes him back, he can at least live better than here!
During lunch, Zhao Gao found an opportunity to get close to Hu Hai.
He asked quietly while sipping from the bowl.
"Eighteenth Young Master, why hasn't His Majesty come to take you back after so many days?"
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