Originally, Prime Minister Li Si was asked to accompany the First Emperor on this trip.
The Prime Minister on the right, Feng Quji, was the head of the officials and wanted to take charge of Xianyang.
However, something like this suddenly happened to Li Si, so he temporarily changed his name to Feng Quji.
"Huh? Why?"
Feng Quji was stunned for a moment. Looking at Hu Hai's sincere look, he felt a little strange for a moment.
Hu Hai pondered for a moment and said seriously:
"You Prime Minister is the pillar of the country, and his safety is ten thousand times more important than Hu Hai's.
Although Brother Fusu made this cake himself, there is no guarantee that someone would put medicine in it!
Think about Mr. Li Si, isn't it just that he keeps disappearing for no reason?
So, let Hu Hai come and test the medicine for you!"
Feng Quji looked at Hu Hai's righteous and awe-inspiring look, and was a little moved for a moment.
He is indeed the favorite youngest son of the First Emperor. It is quite touching to say this.
But according to Mr. Fusu's current appearance, people are blocking people and killing people, and gods are blocking killing gods.
It's good if he doesn't bully others. How can others poison the cakes he makes?
Are you thinking too much?
Feng Quji thought for a while and said sincerely:
"Thank you for your love, sir, but you are a rich man, how can you test poison?"
Hu Hai said quickly:
"No, no, you are more important, let me do it."
"Let me do it."
"Let me do it."
"I......."
The two of you are fighting for each other, as if a king and his ministers complement each other.
Feng Quji saw that this was not a solution, so he put forward constructive suggestions:
"Why don't you let Chamberlain Zhao come?"
"ah!"
Hu Hai thought about how Zhao Gao treated him as if he were his own son and nephew.
He took great care of him and wanted to help him become the prince. He was immediately moved.
"Actually...it's not impossible.
Master Zhao, come and have some cake, it’s so delicious!”
Zhao Gao, who was driving the carriage, didn't know why. When he saw Hu Hai handing it over, he took a big mouthful of butter.
Not to mention, it tastes really good.
Although Qin Feng is a bitch, he really knows how to make delicious food.
Although Fusu said he made it himself, most of it was made by the two little maids in Qin Feng's family.
Then, Hu Hai and Feng Quji waited eagerly.
After waiting for a long time, the two of them felt relieved when they saw that Zhao Gao had neither died from the poison nor was running away.
And while Feng Quji wasn't paying attention, Hu Hai quietly swapped the cakes between the two of them.
At the same time, I felt very proud.
Fusu, Fusu, you are still a little more tender!
If you dare to poison me, how dare you poison the Right Prime Minister Feng Quji?
As expected of me! I am the real son of the First Emperor! The great heir!
Can this little trick still fool me?
Hu Hai took a big bite of the cream cake with great satisfaction. The sweet and sour taste buds immediately filled his mouth, making him unable to stop.
Ever since he last won the titles of "Splatoon" and "The Horrible Shit of Great Qin", Hu Hai has had a shadow of the iced yogurt.
But he still has no resistance to the fruit cream cake.
As for whether Feng Quji would be poisoned if he ate his share, he didn't care.
He had long been dissatisfied with Feng Quji, an old man.
On weekdays everything is stable, no one is offended and no one takes sides.
Today is the day to take advantage of Fusu's help to poison this old man Deng!
At that time, Prime Minister Zuo Li Si can take over and support him in seizing the throne!
While thinking about it, Hu Hai ate the cake with big mouthfuls.
Although the layer of cream on top is delicious, it will feel a bit greasy if you eat too much.
At this time, the role of the cake embryo and fruit below comes into play.
Children are at that age when they are greedy.
In just a moment, Hu Hai ate it all.
After wiping his mouth for a moment, he still looked at Feng Quji with some unfinished thoughts.
Feng Quji, on the other hand, was more polite, and he only tasted a few things, including cream, fruit, and cake embryos.
Seeing Hu Hai's turbulent appearance, he couldn't help but ask:
"Sir, would you like to have another serving?"
Hu Hai quickly shook his head:
"No, no, a gentleman doesn't take what others like, you can just eat it."
Feng Quji nodded and didn't take it seriously.
At the beginning, Hu Hai was still a little scared.
But as time went by, he didn't have any stomach pain, let alone diarrhea, and he gradually felt relieved.
However, he felt that the temperature inside the carriage was a little high, and he felt a little sleepy after eating.
With his eyes dim, he fell into a deep sleep.
Looking at Hu Hai sleeping soundly, Feng Quji smiled fondly and shook his head.
His Majesty the First Emperor had so many sons, but Hu Hai was the only one who behaved very pleasantly on weekdays.
Apart from the "free flying" and "non-stop jetting" things back then, I can't find any other bad points.
Feng Quji took a thin blanket and covered Hu Hai, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.
It's just a pity that Hu Hai met Fu Su, and the situation became a bit unoptimistic.
Although Qin Feng died, he left behind a huge foundation, which was still enough to support Fusu's succession to the throne.
"Huh? Who touched my thigh?"
Feng Quji, who was wandering around the world, suddenly frowned slightly.
Isn't this at your own home? Your wife didn't come with you either? What's going on?
As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Hu Haizheng lying there with blurred eyes and no focus, stretching out his hand to rub his thigh.
Feng Quji froze for a moment, not that he had acquiesced to the fact that he liked being touched by men.
It's because I don't have enough knowledge in my daily life, my brain is temporarily down, and it's not enough to make a correct response.
In the flash of lightning, seeing Hu Hai becoming more and more excessive, he pressed his whole body against him and kept murmuring:
"Baby, come and post some stickers~"
Feng Quji was immediately frightened, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted in a deep voice:
"Sir! Please respect yourself!"
"Come and post it~"
Unfortunately, Hu Hai did not stop because of this. Instead, he panted heavily and leaned forward, leaning against Feng Quji.
The fire in his eyes was something Feng Quji had only seen in brothel girls.
"Master, please respect yourself!"
Feng Quji collapsed a little. Was his reputation all his life going to be ruined in one fell swoop?
If someone sees it, if it gets spread, where else can I put my old face!
Feng Quji kept backing up to the corners of the carriage, but the carriage was only so big, so there was no room for him to retreat.
Within a moment, Hu Hai was forced into a corner.
Hu Hai touched his pectoralis major with his left hand, touched his cheek with his right hand, and murmured:
"Baby~ come and play~"
"Ahhhh! Get out of here!"
Feng Quji finally lost his temper, kicked Hu Hai, rushed out of the carriage, and fled!
At this time, he didn't care whether he might be injured by the fall, so he fell out of the carriage and ran away in embarrassment.
Feng Quji's behavior naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the team.
For a time, the team of 30,000 people stopped because of this.
Everyone looked at each other and looked at Feng Quji in unison, and at the same time they also looked at the carriage driven by Zhao Gao.
What's going on? Is there a pig in the carriage? Are you so scared?
Even if there were pigs, they wouldn't look like this, right?
Pigs are so cute, so add more salt and pepper and less spicy vegetables.
