Chapter 9 Fusu Hu Hai [Jinjiang genuine exclusive release Hu Ji, Ji Qing...
Zhao Gao's heart skipped a beat as he listened to the Emperor's anxious, angry, and murderous words. He truly couldn't understand what the Emperor had dreamed of, that he would summon so many people into the palace in the middle of the night. Furthermore, how could such a young child, only four years old, have so irritated the Emperor? He even used the word "catch" to capture him?
Even though he was very confused, he understood that "witchcraft" had been an untouchable taboo in the palace since ancient times. He did not dare to make too many guesses, nor did he dare to delay for a moment. He hurriedly bowed respectfully to the First Emperor and quickly retreated.
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In the dark night, several owls with shiny feathers and brown eyes were standing upright on the branches of a century-old locust tree in the Qin Palace, ready to hunt. They saw that the towering palace complex, which was originally extremely dim, suddenly lit up one by one, and the palace gates, which had not yet opened, were also rumbled open by the two-legged beasts.
The noisy sound was like waves rising on the sea, spreading far and wide in the quiet night.
The owls, disturbed and unable to catch mice to eat, immediately cried loudly, shook their wings, and flew towards the royal tomb in the north.
In early summer, in the northern suburbs, the pines and cypresses in King Zhuangxiang's mausoleum are lush and green.
The eldest son, Fusu, who was about twenty years old, was lying in bed with his eyes closed, resting. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door. Startled, he immediately opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. He casually touched the bronze sword placed beside the bed. The next moment, he heard Meng Yi's familiar shout from the door:
"My Lord, I beg your pardon for disturbing you so late at night. His Majesty has issued an urgent summons from the palace, ordering you to come to the Zhangtai Palace to see Him."
"What?"
Fusu was shocked when he heard this. He hurriedly got out of bed, put on his silk shoes and outer robe, grabbed his bronze sword, and hurriedly opened the door and walked out. Seeing Meng Yi's anxious face under the cold moonlight, he couldn't help but take two steps forward, frowning and asking:
"Meng Neishi, why did my father suddenly ask you to come to the royal mausoleum in the middle of the night to summon me?"
Seeing the eldest son with his black hair loose and eyes full of doubt, Meng Yi shook his head, clasped his fists and sighed:
"My Lord, I don't know the details of what happened. I only know that His Majesty seems to be having a nightmare. His current mood is like the dark night before a storm, extremely depressed and very bad. I have hurriedly ordered me to bring you back to the palace. Please quickly wash up and come with me to the palace to see His Majesty."
When Fusu heard this, his heart sank. He stopped asking questions and immediately nodded.
"Okay, then Yi, wait here for me for a quarter of an hour."
"promise!"
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"Get out! All of you, get out!"
"How dare you, these lowly slaves, forcefully wake me up while I'm soundly asleep! Watch yourselves! I'll have my father chop you all off!"
Inside the side hall of Qingzhu Palace.
A chubby little boy was as angry as a bloated pufferfish, waving his arms with his teeth bared, jumping and yelling on the bed, venting his angry temper to all the palace people, making them afraid to get close for a while.
Zhao Gao looked at the Eighteenth Prince who was making a fuss and refusing to get out of bed in front of him, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. He really didn't expect that the little prince who acted so innocent and cute in front of His Majesty the Emperor a few days ago would have such a bad temper in private.
He was about to speak when a cold middle-aged female voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Hu Hai, what are you doing? Didn't you hear that your father wants to see you? Hurry up and get out of bed, wash up, and follow the people sent by His Majesty to Zhangtai Palace."
Seeing his mother suddenly appear with a solemn expression and frowning brows, Hu Hai, who was crying and refusing to get out of bed, became quiet in an instant, like a little wild cat with its neck pinched. He pouted and sat down obediently on the edge of the bed, allowing the palace servants to put on his socks, shoes, and wash him.
Zhao Gao saw the visitor and bowed respectfully, saying:
"Your humble servant greets Madam Qing."
Ji Qing glanced at Zhao Gao lightly, then turned around and left without saying a word.
Zhao Gao was quite surprised when he saw this. He really didn't expect that this person's temper was as cold as the rumors said.
Unlike Lady Qiang in the Rose Palace who was born in the royal family of Chu, Lady Qing's origin is quite interesting. She is the legitimate princess of King An of Han. Queen Dowager Xia, the biological mother of King Zhuangxiang, is her legitimate great-aunt, and Lady Jilin, the mother of Lord Chang'an Ying Chengqiao, is her legitimate aunt. Although more than ten years ago, due to a series of bad things that happened, such as the death of Queen Dowager Xia, the rebellion of Lord Chang'an, the death of Lady Jilin, and the demise of the Kingdom of Han, Lady Qing's support basically disappeared, but as the cousin of the First Emperor, even though she had no children, Ji Qing also occupied a place in the harem of Qin Shihuang.
The eighteenth prince's mother was somewhat special. She was a Hu girl from the ancient land of Yiqiu. Although she was beautiful and good at singing and dancing, she was of humble status. After being favored by His Majesty once, she was lucky enough to become pregnant. After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a little boy at the hour of Hai on a midsummer night. His Majesty named the youngest son "Hu Hai".
However, Hu Ji was not blessed. She passed away when little Hu Hai was half a year old. Since Madam Qing was always unhappy, Your Majesty took your youngest son to be raised by your cousin who was from the royal family of Han.
The royal princess is cold-natured and talented, but she... doesn't seem to have taken good care in educating the young master Hu Hai?
Zhao Gao looked at the Eighteenth Young Master, who still had a sullen look on his face after being washed and dressed up by the palace servants, and thought to himself.
Although the child in front of him was young, there was a lot of hostility hidden deep in his eyes. This hostility was very familiar to Zhao Gao, who was born in the hidden palace and had been bullied since childhood.
Madam Qing's status in the harem is only lower than Madam Qiang, who gave birth to the eldest son. Yet, she raised a good little son, who actually has two completely different faces in front of His Majesty and behind his back. Tsk! Interesting!
Zhao Gao concealed the many emotions in his eyes, leaned over to Hu Hai and smiled gently:
"Eighteenth Young Master, if you have packed up, please follow me to the Zhangtai Palace to meet the Emperor."
Hu Hai was only four years old after all. Even though he had been dressed neatly by the palace maids, he was still very sleepy. Yawning, he tilted his head back and looked at the strange tall man in front of him, and asked curiously:
"Who are you? Why are you dressed like a eunuch yet not like one? Are you a fake eunuch?!"
Zhao Gao heard these words that were clearly mocking him, but his expression did not change at all. He still smiled and bowed and replied:
"In reply to the Eighteenth Young Master, I am not a eunuch. I am Zhao Gao, the Secretary of the Imperial Secretariat, who recently passed the imperial examination from the Hidden Palace and entered the Zhangtai Palace to serve Your Majesty. I once met you in the Zhangtai Palace and was immediately captivated by your gracious demeanor. I felt that among all the eighteen young masters in the palace, you were the most courageous, daring to act like a spoiled child in front of Your Majesty. Your Majesty also treated you very differently."
"I didn't mean to disturb your sleep tonight, but Your Majesty seemed to have dreamed of you while you were sleeping, so when you woke up, you specially asked me to come and take you to Zhangtai Palace."
"Hahahaha, really? So you're the clerk who sorts bamboo slips and documents for my father!"
Hu Hai, who was originally a little irritable, immediately calmed down when he heard such flattering words. The corners of his drooping mouth were raised, and he tilted his head back to carefully examine Zhao Gao's face, memorizing his appearance, and repeated:
"You said your name is Zhao Gao?"
"Yes, I, your humble servant Zhao, am well-known."
"You were born in the Hidden Palace. Could it be that you are the descendant of a criminal?"
Zhao Gao pursed his lips and nodded helplessly, "Yes, I am unlucky. My ancestors were guilty and defeated members of the Zhao royal family."
"Alright! Zhao Gao, I'll remember you! Hurry up and squat down and carry me to the front court to pay my respects to my father. I'm so sleepy I can't even open my eyes!"
Hu Hai closed his eyes and yawned.
"promise!"
Zhao Gao immediately squatted down and waited until the Eighteenth Young Master laid his entire little body on his back. Then he happily hugged the little boy's two thin legs, slowly stood up from the wooden floor, and walked out of the hall.
The other eunuchs immediately followed.
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Midnight.
The stars in the sky were slowly covered by the thick dark clouds, and the oncoming summer breeze also brought a refreshing coolness.
Zhao Gao carried the Eighteenth Prince on his back as they walked along the long palace path. Listening to the child's soft snoring behind him, a thought suddenly crossed his mind: "If I could become the Eighteenth Prince's teacher and teach him the laws of Qin, wouldn't that make me even more worthy of the Emperor's affection?"
As soon as this idea came to mind, it grew like weeds.
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Rumbling thunder exploded in the middle of the night, accompanied by howling winds, and the summer night rain came suddenly.
The atmosphere in Zhangtai Palace was depressing, and many people came.
The eunuchs braved the heavy rain and shuttled between the palaces, carefully searching for items related to "witchcraft".
The blooming flower wall in the Rose Palace was hit by raindrops as big as beans, and the petals fell down one after another.
Qin Ying, who had no idea how much of a stir her first blind box lottery had caused, was placing her two slightly clenched fists on both sides of her head, drooling slightly from the corners of her mouth as she slept. She listened to the sounds of rain hitting the leaves and strong wind knocking on the window outside, rolled up her little quilt, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.
The restless "long rainy night" finally began to brighten up a little amid the anxiety of everyone in the palace.
The next day, early in the morning, when the sound of rain hitting tiles sounded overhead, Qin Ying opened her eyes drowsily and saw the scene of rain hitting bamboo leaves outside the window through the half-open gauze window.
After a heavy rain, the air outside the window was unusually fresh, and the whole world seemed to be washed clean by the rain.
Qin Ying yawned slightly and tried to recall his dream last night, but found that it was so vague that he could not remember anything. Only the light screen floating in the air reminded him that he had completed a blind box lottery, and the "Records of the Grand Historian" he drew was lying quietly in the system space.
He first concentrated his energy and completed today's sign-in task. His luck was better than yesterday and he drew "eighteen" blind box coins. Together with the blind box coins he got yesterday, he now had a total of "twenty-seven" blind box coins in his hand.
It wasn't a lot, but it wasn't a small amount either. Qin Ying was just about to refresh the system mall to see if there were any limited-time price reductions or sales promotions when he suddenly felt the heat beneath him. He was so startled that he skillfully rolled over and climbed out of his rosewood bed.
He had stretched out his two short arms, ready for the wet nurse to carry him out of bed. However, when he slowly stood up by holding on to the wooden railing, he found that the room, which should have been full of servants at this time, was empty except for him.
"Aiyaaaaa!" (Someone come quickly!)
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