The night banquet drank together for a long time, and it didn't come to an end until late at night. Vertex Novel Updates Fastest
The guests gradually left, but the night became quiet again.
It was as if the scene just now had never happened.
King Qin looked at the scattered people, he should have returned to the palace first to let the ministers go, but he told others to retreat, and no one dared to stay any longer.
He leaned back on the chair behind him, and let out a long breath.
With a faint smile on his face, he raised his eyebrows.
People go and the building is empty
King Qin having a banquet
He seemed to be laughing at himself, if he wasn't the King of Qin
Just like today, when the late king passed away, and he held a banquet, the ministers would still come.
No one will mention the former king at this time, and no one will remember.
Lifting the wine jug on the side, he poured himself a drink into the wine bottle.
He leisurely raised the wine bottle in his hand, and held it high to the moon.
Father, this is my farewell to you
You have fought for this world all your life, what do you say you are for
"It's nothing more than a meeting of people going to the building."
Saying that, facing the cool moonlight, she spread her hands in respect.
The wine bottle tilted slightly, and the clear wine poured out of it and splashed on the ground.
A few drops splashed on his robe and wet a corner.
Qin Wang Yingzhu sat alone in that garden for a long time. No one knew why he stayed there alone, let alone what he did there.
The imperial guards were not allowed to enter, and even Ying Zichu could only be stopped by the door to wait.
Gu Nan has already left, King Qin's night banquet has passed, and the guards in the palace behind, the secret guards will take over, there is no need for her to continue blowing the cold wind here.
When Ying Zhu came out, the waiters on both sides hurried up to greet him and put a cloak on him.
"Your Majesty, Yehan, it's better to go back to the palace earlier."
An internal officer whispered beside him.
Ying Zhu stroked his gray beard and nodded slightly.
His voice was weak, and he seemed to be tired.
"Alright, let's go back."
Getting ready to move.
A person came up.
It was Ying Zichu.
At this time, he was wearing a black robe and walked up to Ying Zhu respectfully.
"Father."
Ying Zhu smiled.
"Zi Chu, why haven't you returned yet?"
"I'm sick at the banquet tonight, and my father hasn't returned to the palace yet, so Zi Chu doesn't dare to go back."
Ying Zichu stood with his head bowed in front of Ying Zhu, looking quite loyal and filial.
There was some relief in Ying Zhu's smile.
As for how much is true, only he knows.
He reached out and patted Ying Zichu's shoulder.
"My son has a heart. Although the widow is not as good at martial arts as the previous king, he is not as miserable."
"Besides, the secret guard is here, so you don't have to worry. Hehe, anyway, since you haven't returned, you will walk with the widow. It's been a long time since you and I have had a long talk."
Ying Zichu nodded quickly: "Listen to my father."
The two walked down the garden together, several attendants were waved away by Ying Zhu, and the secret guards had already disappeared, but if King Qin was in danger, they would probably appear immediately.
There are few sounds at night in the palace, the chirping of insects seems to be heard in the shallow grass by the roadside, and the faint sound of wind blowing gently in the ears.
Ying Zhu seemed to feel the cold and tightened his cloak.
"Zi Chu." He seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Back then, the late king sent you as a hostage to the State of Zhao, and suffered a lot, right?"
Ying Zichu's expression froze for a moment, then his lips turned pale, and he tried his best to maintain his composure.
"Zhao Guo treats me as a guest, so why bother?"
"So, it hurts my son."
Ying Zhu said, how could he not know what it would look like to be a proton in Zhao Guo and bear the country's crimes
Ying Zichu frowned: "It's not bitter."
Today's Ying Zhu leads him, it can be said that he has done what a father should be.
However, he also clearly remembered Ying Zhu's ignorance of him and his mother's cold reception back then.
With his head down, he didn't hesitate any longer, and took out a box from his arms.
"Father, one of the servants in my son's family was originally a businessman who traveled all over the world, and the family has hidden a lot of exotic items."
"Huh?" Ying Zhu turned his head and saw the box in Ying Zichu's hand, with a somewhat unclear look in his eyes.
"Businessman? But when you fell into Zhao State, the person who came to Qin State to talk to you?"
"It's that person."
"In this way, he can be regarded as my son's benefactor. Although he is a businessman, you should respect him."
"yes."
Ying Zi Chu responded, and continued: "The man has a secondary prescription in his hand. He heard that it is nourishing, and he thought that his father often said that he was weak, so he came here to find someone to offer it to his father."
He said and opened the box in his hand.
The inside of the box is covered with brocade, which looks very delicate. Inside the brocade, a few pills are placed there quietly.
"Oh?" Ying Zhu seemed a little surprised, and took the brocade box from Ying Zichu.
Pills were placed in it, each about the size of a fingertip, dark and round.
"It's my son who has a heart."
With a chuckle, he closed the box and put it in his arms: "In this way, the widow will accept it."
In the following time, the two were like a harmonious father and son, talking happily.
Before he knew it, he had already reached the gate of the palace, and it was not suitable for Ying Zichu to go in again.
Only then did the two stop.
Ying Zichu took half a step back: "Father, it's getting late, so please come home first."
"Yeah." Nodding, Ying Zhu waved his hand: "Go, rest earlier."
"yes."
Ying Zichu bowed and took a few steps back, then got up and left.
It wasn't until he turned his back that the modest look on his face faded away.
What he gave to his father was indeed a tonic, and it was a good tonic, and it was a different prescription given to him by Lu Buwei.
However, some other substances were added, in addition to nourishing the body, it also has the effect of nourishing the body and nourishing the yang, and the medicinal properties are not too strong.
Ordinary people will be fine after eating it, and it can even be regarded as a rare product.
But King Qin's body is weak and weak, and often needs to be recuperated by the imperial physician.
A few days ago, Ying Zichu made a special trip for someone.
I got Ying Zhu's medical record from the imperial physician, and based on that medical record, I made these medicines.
Even if a famous doctor comes to test, it is impossible to find anything in a short time.
But if the medicine is really taken with Qin Wang Yingzhu's body, there will be only one result.
Within three days, qi and blood rushed to the heart.
With his hands behind his back, Ying Zichu's robe rolled up with his steps.
He finally got to this point.
The last step in falling completely into this power.
He raised his head, seemed to pause in his steps, and grinned dryly.
I don't know what I'm laughing at.