After Fu Su left the mansion, he did not get into the carriage directly. Instead, he stood at the door and stared blankly into the distance.
Zhao Ji didn't dare to urge him, he just served him carefully.
It wasn't until the sky gradually darkened that Zhao Ji said worriedly:
"Your Highness, it's cold outside, please get in the carriage."
Fusu said "Huh" and got on the carriage.
Zhao Ji breathed a sigh of relief and quickly drove away, slowly leaving through the back door.
The horseshoes clattered through the bustling streets of Xianyang.
Even though there are so many pedestrians now, there are still no congestions on the wide roads with cars passing by.
Because the wide street paved with cement in the middle is enough to accommodate four carriages traveling side by side, and it is only a one-way street.
There is a fence in the middle, and the sidewalks on both sides are also separated by fences.
At the beginning, naturally some dignitaries were not happy.
I think this kind of restriction is very inconvenient, and the horse-drawn carriage cannot be parked in the market.
In fact, the deeper meaning is that I don’t want to be restricted.
The powerful are used to being carefree and can go wherever they want.
Even if it knocks down a few passers-by, so what?
Of course, this kind of behavior will disappear after Qin Feng goes through several competitions.
Everyone is praising the benefits of road reform, after all, he is really pumping!
If the fight continues, several teeth will fly off!
So when walking on such a busy road, the carriage moves slowly.
Fusu opened the curtain and looked at the prosperous scene outside.
He suddenly stopped the carriage and asked Zhao Ji to find a parking lot to park in, and then walked straight towards the shops on both sides of the street.
Zhao Ji suddenly panicked and quickly wanted to step forward to stop him.
After all, my skills are not very good. If I encounter a bad person, I am afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince will be in danger!
But just as he was about to take action, a person next to him stretched out the hilt of his sword and stopped him.
The powerful voice came with endless confidence:
"Don't worry, I'm here."
Zhao Ji suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that an expert from within had followed him out!
That being said, there is no need to worry.
But when he looked up, the first thing he saw was a double chin!
Damn it!Gane!
I saw an extremely strong man standing aside with a long sword in his arms and a cold expression on his face.
In fact, the word "cold" is not quite right. After all, the eyes are almost fat and you can't tell at all!
Zhao Jiren was dumbfounded and said with a bitter smile:
"When did you follow me? Is there anyone else?"
Gai Nie opened his eyes hard, as if he heard some big joke, and said in disbelief:
"Am I not enough? Do you understand the value of being the best swordsman in the world?"
Zhao Ji was too lazy to pay attention to him and quickly ran towards Fusu.
At this time, Fusu was dressed in white, with a fair face, and looked like a handsome uncle as gentle as jade.
Zhao Ji, on the other hand, looked like a servant.
Today's Qin people don't advocate growing beards, so no one found out that he was a eunuch.
In the past, the First Emperor also said that Qin Feng would not be majestic without a beard.
But Qin Feng said it was unhygienic. He always got it when he ate or drank soup, which was disgusting.
This made Ying Zheng very depressed, but it also made sense when he thought about it.
However, in order to maintain his dignity, he still grew a bushy beard.
Fusu, on the other hand, was influenced by Qin Feng and shaved every day when he got up. He still looks fair and clean to this day.
When Zhao Ji chased after him, he found that Fusu was buying candied haws.
After spending a long time, I found that I didn't have any money with me, which made me feel a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, Zhao Ji took out a few coins from his pocket and handed them over.
Then he persuaded in a low voice:
"Your Highness, let's go back! Please!
If something happens to you, this old slave’s skin will have to be stripped off by His Majesty and the Prime Minister!”
Fusu smiled, held up the three candied haws in his hand, and said:
"I know, let's go back, I want to take a walk.
Madam likes to eat candied haws the most, so I met it today and bought it for her to eat."
Although Zhao Ji still wanted to persuade Fu Su to get in the car, he saw that he was already walking ahead, so he had to run two steps to keep up.
He was extremely nervous along the way, looking around like a chicken thief.
Fortunately, Gai Nie was also following along.
Although his combat effectiveness is somewhat inferior, it is said that Lao Liu has thunderbolts on his body, so he can defend himself.
As Fusu walked, he sighed at the prosperity of Xianyang.
Since he came to prison, he has not been to the market for many years.
Along the way, he wanted to touch whatever new things he saw.
After being persuaded by others, I bought them all, which is really very heroic.
It was a bitter experience for Zhao Ji and Gai Nie. They were overwhelmed by the things and could only hold the things with difficulty and follow behind.
Fortunately, Fusu realized something was wrong when he turned around and quickly called the carriage over, thus preventing the two of them from being exhausted to death.
Everyone in Qin knew that the palace was miserable.
After all, His Majesty the First Emperor valued frugality very much.
And when it comes to Fusu, it's even more the case.
In the past, Fusu would even cook by himself when he had time. He learned good cooking skills from Qin Feng.
Now that he is busy, the Crown Princess is making him a midnight snack.
There are almost no concubines in the palace.
The prices of palace maids and eunuchs are also reduced again and again.
In fact, as the Qin Dynasty became more prosperous and the people's lives became better and better, no one was willing to cut up their children and send them to the palace to be eunuchs.
The same is true for palace maids. If they are not favored by the emperor or the prince, they can only grow old slowly.
Some people proposed sending foreign prisoners of war into the palace to serve as eunuchs and maids to make up for the shortage.
But it was rejected by the cabinet. After all, people who are not of my race must have different ideas. If it causes trouble in the palace, then the problem will be huge.
Now the cabinet is discussing and drafting the rules, hiring palace maids with high salaries, and going to work after rigorous training.
I started working at the age of eighteen and my contract was terminated when I was twenty-four.
After paying a large termination fee, the palace maid was allowed to live out of the palace.
As for eunuchs, they are a huge headache, and some people have even called for this bad practice to be abolished.
Everything is being reformed and everything is getting better.
The sun was setting in the west, and Fusu, who had been shopping all day, finally arrived in front of Wangyi Palace.
He looked at the palace crawling on the ground like a giant beast, as if it was choosing people to devour, and he couldn't help but murmured:
"Zhao Ji, why do you think they deceived Gu?
Is being alone... really that bad?"
Zhao Ji was suddenly stunned. When he reacted, a huge sense of fear suddenly burst out from his heart uncontrollably!
He suddenly fell to his knees, crying and trembling:
"Your Highness, please don't think wildly. It must be a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."
"......hope so."
Fusu walked into the huge palace gate alone, his thin body dragging a long shadow under the sunset.
