Your Majesty, it's done!

"Anyway, let's get in touch with another little master first." Candlestick Chee said with a secret sigh.

He also found that the two little masters have different personalities. Even if they look similar, even he can tell the two little masters who are brothers and who are brothers in the first place.

As the elder brother, the little master has a much more stable personality.

"Okay, I got it." Fusu accepted the visit from the swords with some surprise, and listened to the worries in the hearts of the swords, and he immediately understood the cause and effect.

It seems that this group of swords have seen all the recent incidents.

Presumably they were also a little nervous.

"Father and the two of them, I will take care of it." Fu Su said with a smile, and then watched Candlestick cut them leave to look at the room.

"You should talk to Hu Hai." When the door was closed, Fu Su rubbed his aching forehead.

There is no way to go on like this.

Walking out of the door, he walked to Hu Hai's room, thinking about whether he could speak clearly, before leaving, he deliberately changed his body.

The appearance of young Wu people is much taller than normal children.

A 5-year-old looks like a [-]-year-old.

Fusu walked straight to the door of Huhai's room, passing by Yingzheng's room on the way, looking at the silent corridor, with a helpless smile on his face.

In the past, the father was also like this.

"I understand what you mean, and I will go to comfort him." Fusu understood his father's meaning very strangely, turned his head and said softly to the empty corridor.

There was no response in the hallway.

However, he didn't expect a response either, and he continued to walk forward after speaking.

Honmaru is huge.

Honmaru, who has experienced two God-inspectors, has been constantly developing and is already much larger than the normal Honmaru. Although Ying Zheng's spiritual power is eerie, it is very powerful, directly expanding the Honmaru a lot.

This trend is still increasing.

The room where Hu Hai lived was built later. It is located on the edge of the Honmaru, close to the fields. Originally, Hu Hai didn't live here, and he moved here later.

Fusu passed through the endless fields, and there were swords and swords constantly busy in the fields. They raised their heads and saw Fusu's figure, they didn't despise him because of his young age, and respectfully stepped forward to salute.

After the field, there is a rockery. The scenery below the rockery is composed of pure white stones, which are specially made into the shape of the waves of the lake. There is a bonsai pine tree beside the rockery.

The atmosphere is very quiet.

Fusu stepped on the wooden plank of the corridor of the house ticket, he stopped at the door, looked at the door in front of him, did not rush to knock on the door, but closed his eyes and listened to the sound from inside the room.

The voice is small but very familiar.

Fusu knew what Hu Hai was doing in the room almost immediately.

Carved bamboo slips.

"Button!" He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

A lazy voice came from the room: "Come in!"

After hearing this, Fusu pushed open the door.

Hu Hai has now turned into the appearance of a five-year-old child, holding a bamboo slip in one hand and a knife in the other hand, staring at the bamboo slip in his hand intently, and using the knife to carve some words on the bamboo slip from time to time.

Some sawdust fell to the ground along with his movements, and rows of small characters appeared on the bamboo slips. Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Hu Hai raised his head.

"What, so it's you?" Hu Hai said with some displeasure, his black and blue eyes looked at the bamboo slip in his hand again, at this moment he looked like a dissatisfied little wolf cub.

The wolf cub is in a very bad mood. If he had a tail, he might be able to crack it like a broom.

Fusu knew what his younger brother was talking about, entered the room, and closed the door with his backhand. He sat in front of Hu Hai, looked at the unhappy face, and chuckled: "I'm a little disappointed?"

"..." Hu Hai clicked his tongue and turned his head.

Holding the knife in his hand, he continued to carve bamboo slips, ignoring Fusu.

The way the two brothers get along is very interesting. Fusu is very gentle, while Hu Hai is more aggressive. What makes everyone stunned is that Hu Hai sometimes does not attack Fusu, and even chooses to listen to the former.

"Still angry?" Fusu looked down at the scene on the ground.

It has been about three days since the last time the father was punished. There is a stack of bamboo slips that have been carved on the ground.

Fusu reached out and took one.

Sure enough, as he expected, the bamboo slips were engraved with the Book of Songs.

"You are so annoying." Hu Hai came over from the bamboo slip with an impatient tone, raised his head, and met Fusu's gaze.

The eyes are very strong.

"Finally willing to look up at me." Unexpectedly, Fusu not only didn't get angry, but instead smiled, and said in a relaxed tone: "I thought you were going to carve bamboo slips all the time."

He didn't!

Hu Hai reflexively wanted to talk back.

As soon as the words came to his lips, he suddenly saw Fusu's teasing eyes, twitched the corner of his mouth, simply suppressed the impatient words, bowed his head again, and continued with a knife in his hand.

He was not at fault in the whole thing, obviously the two of them abandoned him, why should he be punished?

Thinking about it, Hu Hai's expression became more gloomy, and the knife he held in his hand became more forceful, and the bamboo slips made a sound that he was about to be unable to support it at such a moment.

Fusu understood immediately after seeing this.

The child is still angry.

"Don't carve any more. You should be aware of your strength. If you use all your strength, the half-carved bamboo slips just now will probably be scrapped soon." Fusu Liangliang's words came from the side.

"..." Hu Hai clicked his tongue, looking at the words under the knife in his hand, he did make a mistake, and the handwriting was still a little dark because of too much force.

He was not in the mood to continue changing.

With a dark face, he threw the bamboo slips and the knife in his hand to the ground, then raised his head to look at Fusu, and said coldly, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

At this time, he is very similar to Qin Ershi who made the whole court terrified.

Violent and crazy.

Fusu, who is also Yingzheng's heir, didn't care about such a terrifying aura at all. He had seen Hu Hai's even more terrifying appearance when the two of them were fighting before, but now he is much gentler.

"I didn't want to get involved in this matter at first. After all, I miss seeing you acting like a baby." Fu Su narrowed his eyes and chuckled, his expression was still so gentle.

Hearing this, Hu Hai turned his face away.

"How is it? I haven't seen you for thousands of years, and my father has accepted your acting like a baby as he wished and even indulged you." At this moment, Fusu is completely like an elder brother comforting his younger brother.

The premise is that the younger brother opposite him is not a dark-faced and powerful Hu Hai.Even in the body of a child, the blood around him has not diminished, and the constant howling surrounds him.

That's right, in Fusu's view, the cold war that frightened Honmaru's sword was nothing more than Hu Hai's unilateral attempt to attract the attention of his father. In other words, this can be seen as Hu Hai's dependence on his father.

Ying Zheng cast his eyes on Hu Hai's room, and he was pampering his youngest son, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"...You really are really annoying." After a while, Hu Hai's displeased voice came. It was one thing for him to do it himself, but another thing for Fusu to expose him.

By the way, he also hates the sword in Honmaru.

"They're so timid, they're terrified when they see everything, it's useless." Hu Hai heard clearly that the reason why Fusu came here was because of the request from the swordsmen in Honmaru, and his tone immediately cooled down.

"Don't provoke them." Fu Su said unhurriedly: "They came to say it in front of me, not in front of you."

Halfway through speaking, he raised his head and looked at Hu Hai.

"Why don't you tell me why you are so angry?"

Fu Su came to see Hu Hai half because of the swordsmen, and the other half, he also found that Hu Hai's mood was wrong. His behavior during this period seemed to be coquettish mixed with dissatisfaction.

"..."

"Why do I have to carve bamboo slips? There are still so many?" This matter has been held in his heart for a long time, and Hu Hai has long wanted to vent it out. However, his father's long-lost eyes rested on him, which made him restrain his impulse. .

Brother's questioning successfully ignited those angers.

"I am not wrong!"

"No one said you were wrong!" Fusu's calm words blocked Hu Hai's next words, he raised his head, fixed his eyes on the gloomy Hu Hai, and said calmly: "But you really don't know Is the father angry?"

"Ahhai, the emperor pampering you doesn't mean that you can ignore this problem."

As soon as these words came out, the originally anxious atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

Hu Hai's originally gloomy face also changed, and there was a trace of strangeness in his expression, but it quickly disappeared and returned to the original, his expression was very calm.

The two brothers looked at each other, one in front of the other, and their profiles looked very similar.

"You were pushed to the throne of God forcibly by me. Facing the army, it's really good that you can think of a way to make the old Qin people sleep in a live sacrifice to the entire army that is about to attack." When passing the throne to him, he was already prepared in his heart.

Such is Hu Hai's character.

Although the method of living sacrifice hurt the harmony of heaven, in the opinion of Hu Hai at that time, it was indeed the best method, and Fu Su also praised the other party very honestly.

After Hu Hai heard it, he clicked his tongue lightly.

Every time he made a mistake, Fusu was like this, first he praised and then a series of nonsense.

as predicted.

After Fusu finished boasting, his expression became more serious, and he quietly looked at the rebellious Hu Hai in front of him.

"But does it have to be you as the bait?" The calm tone echoed in the room.

Fusu looked very gentle, but his words hit the nail on the head: "There are many people who preside over the living sacrifice, and there are many people who can be used as bait, but it is you, the emperor, who is full of blood when we meet again, Hu Hai, you Tell me, how can you make the emperor not angry?"

"At that time you don't want to live."

"is it?"

Hu Hai was silent.

Fu Su knew him far better than he imagined, with just a few short words, he could keenly guess his thoughts.In fact, what Fusu said was right. Back then, he fell into paranoia and didn't want to live.

Simply drag it down together with the enemy.

The room fell into silence.

Fusu didn't wait for the response he wanted. He raised his head and saw that Hu Hai's face was in the dark shadow, and he couldn't see the expression clearly. He sighed, but he didn't continue to press the question.

"I'm going to my father's place, are you going?"

The author has something to say:

Picking up a 10-ton small fist and acting like a baby.

Hu Hai.

Everyone accepts it, let's take it home.

Double Eleven is approaching, and Shanniang eats dirt, so she has to sell her youngest son to make ends meet.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Fanhuayao; 7 bottles of joy; 5 bottles of 郹; 1 bottle of ink;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!