Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 288 My Name Is Xiao Zhao, He Is My Adoptive Father Old Zhao
How should people who fell into the water be rescued?
You have to squeeze the water out of your stomach.

How to save the frozen person who fell into the water?
First press out the water in the stomach, and then soak in warm water.

After tossing for several hours, the two people who were picked up from the river finally came back to life.

However, although the person came back to life, it was already dawn, and Zhou Kui was so tired that he was sweating profusely and fell asleep.

The woman was afraid that the two people in the house would die in her own house, so she stayed outside the door and stayed up all night.

"Quiet!"

The woman paced back and forth outside the door, and finally couldn't help being afraid, and asked tremblingly inside the room: "He... Are they all right?"

Zhou Kui lay beside the bed, looked at the two people on the bed, and replied weakly: "No...it's all right."

When she heard that it was all right, the woman let out a long sigh of relief, and then said to Zhou Kui, "Kui'er, take a break first, mother will make some fish soup to warm them up."

With that said, he turned and went to the kitchen.

And Zhou Kui in the house had already fallen into a deep sleep.

About a quarter of an hour later, the boy on the bed suddenly coughed lightly and slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was the drowsy thatched hut and the windows with a little bit of light.

"This……"

"Where is this?"

Zhou Kui: "... Hululu~"

"Who, who's snoring?"

Zhou Kui: "... Gululu~"

juvenile:"………"

There was a moment of silence, and there was no sound.

The young man lay on the bed with a pale face, unable to move at all, as if his body had lost consciousness.

Although he was covered with Zhou Kui's sackcloth and the room was burning with charcoal, the boy's body could not help but tremble.

At the beginning of spring, the temperature difference between day and night is already large, not to mention soaking in the river for so long, it is impossible to move freely for a while.

But no matter what, people finally survived.

After a while of silence, the young man couldn't help but sighed, and muttered to himself: "Ye-father can swim, why didn't he tell you earlier? It made me drink a lot of river water..."

"If I knew I was going to jump into the river, I should have prepared a few life buoys, but it's okay, the foster father's belly is big enough, there is not much difference..."

"I don't know if my adoptive father is dead. He dragged me to swim so far. If he died, would you blame me for getting him involved?"

The boy on the bed is naturally Zhao Kun.

Last night, he and Ying Zheng jumped into the river to escape. At first, he was terrified because he couldn't swim, so he kept struggling in the water. Later, Ying Zheng rescued him.

Later, Ying Zheng took him, diving and swimming, and finally flowed down to the waters of Zhangcao Village.

Originally, Ying Zheng was planning to drag him to the shore, but the river was too cold and his energy was exhausted, so he accidentally lost him.

Fortunately Zhou Kui's bamboo cage hung Zhao Kun's robe, otherwise the father and son would be separated from each other.

This is why Zhou Kui's family saw Zhao Kun first and then Ying Zheng.

"Cough, cough!"

As soon as Zhao Kun's words fell, there was a hurried coughing sound beside him.

"Ok?"

Hearing the sound of coughing, Zhao Kun frowned, then turned his head to look, but saw a "mountain of meat" blocking his sight.

Just as he was about to look up, a concerned voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Qui'er, are they awake?"

Quill?

Who is Quill?

Zhao Kun's movements froze, but someone under the bed responded: "Mom, can't you let me sleep for a while?"

"Mother knows that Kui'er is tired, but Mother is still worried, this fish soup is already cooked, you can bring it in and let them warm up."

"Hey……"

Zhou Kui sighed lazily, then reluctantly got up and walked towards the door.

Soon, he came back with fish soup.

"Ok??"

Seeing Zhao Kun huddled in the corner of the bed, looking at him vigilantly, Zhou Kui couldn't help being taken aback, and then said happily, "Are you awake?"

Isn't this nonsense?
Who sleeps with eyes open?

Zhao Kun rolled his eyes in his heart, but tentatively asked, "Who are you, and where is this?"

"I..." Zhou Kui scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "My name is Zhou Kui, and this is Zhangcao Village."

"Zhangcao Village?"

Zhao Kun frowned, then glanced at Ying Zheng lying on the bed, and asked, "You saved us?"

"Yes."

Zhou Kui nodded and said, "Your robe got caught in my bamboo cage. I thought you could be saved, so I rescued you."

As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed at Ying Zheng: "That fat man just collapsed from exhaustion, nothing serious."

Fat uncle?
First Emperor?
Zhao Kun was taken aback when he heard this, and then he couldn't laugh or cry. At this time, Zhou Kui said again: "Drink the fish soup first when you wake up, it won't taste good when it's cold."

With that said, he brought the fish soup to the bedside.

Zhao Kun looked at the fish soup, then at Zhou Kui, hesitated for a moment, then bowed his hands to Zhou Kui and saluted: "Thank you, brother, for saving my father and son."

"No thanks, no thanks, it's just a little effort."

Zhou Kui waved his hand in embarrassment, then filled a bowl of fish soup and handed it to Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun took the fish soup, didn't rush to drink it, and turned to look at Ying Zheng on the bed: "Why isn't my adoptive father awake yet?"

"Father?"

Zhou Kui was taken aback, a little confused.

But Zhao Kun suddenly said: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Xiao Zhao, and he is my adoptive father Lao Zhao."

"Xiao Zhao, Lao Zhao"

Zhou Kui reacted for a while, but was still a little confused: "Since you are of the same sex as Zhao, why do you still call him foster father and son?"

"It's said to be a foster father, but it's actually a biological father. It's just the custom in my hometown, so it's called that!" Zhao Kun said nonsense in a serious manner.

Zhou Kui scratched his head: "Does this custom still exist in Daqin?"

"Remote countryman, don't blame me, little brother."

"Oh, no wonder no wonder."

Knowing that he was rude, Zhou Kui quickly waved his hands, and then explained: "When I rescued you last night, Lao Zhao was still conscious. He said that he was just a little tired and that it was okay. Let me rescue you first, and then fell asleep."

"After I've saved you, I went to sniff him again, and found nothing unusual."

"So, my adoptive father has been sleeping since last night?" Zhao Kun frowned, with some worry in his eyes.

Hearing the cough just now, he thought that Ying Zheng had woken up, but when he got up, Ying Zheng still had his eyes closed and his lips were darkened.

Zhou Kui also seemed to feel something was wrong, then he stepped forward and touched Ying Zheng's forehead, and couldn't help exclaiming, "It's so hot! His forehead is so hot!"

hot?
Could it be that you have a fever?

Startled, Zhao Kun quickly put down the soup bowl, crawled up to Ying Zheng, stretched out his hand to check his temperature, and found that it was really hot.

"Ah Kui, go to the kitchen and bring a basin of hot water and a towel."

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Zhou Kui responded, and was about to go out, when Zhao Kun said again: "Is there a doctor in this village? If there is, please invite him to come!"

"healer?"

Zhou Kui paused, shook his head and said, "There are no doctors in the village, only in the county."

"How far is the county seat from here?"

"About thirty miles!"

Zhao Kun's forehead was instantly covered with black lines, and he couldn't help raising his hand and said, "Forget it, go get the hot water first!"

"okay!"

After Zhou Kui left, Zhao Kun hurriedly searched the system space, hoping to find antipyretics, but searched several times, but couldn't find it.

Now in the system space, only amoxicillin, a life-prolonging pill, and wound medicine belong to the column of drugs.

There was originally a high-level detoxification pill, but it was used to save Yingzheng.

"Can amoxicillin reduce fever?"

Zhao Kun put his mind on amoxicillin, and carefully recalled the instructions of amoxicillin in his mind.

He remembered that amoxicillin was an anti-inflammatory drug, but he didn't remember whether amoxicillin could cure a cold.

What's more, this should be a cold with wind and cold, not a cold with a virus.

"Hey, it's so annoying, can it be used?"

Zhao Kun scratched his hair, looking a little annoyed, but no matter how annoying he was, he still wanted to save him.

After thinking about it, he put his consciousness on the longevity pill again.

"Since the elixir that prolongs life for five years is given by the system, it should be a magic medicine. The magic medicine can save the dead and bring them back to life. It shouldn't be a problem to catch a cold."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Kun felt that he could give it a try, so he extracted the longevity pill, opened Ying Zheng's lips, and put in the pill.

Not long after, Ying Zheng's dark lips began to turn red, and the complexion on his face gradually became normal. Even the white hair at the temples and the wrinkles on his face disappeared.

At this time, Zhou Kui hurried in with hot water: "Xiao Zhao, I heard from my mother that there is an old Huang in the next village who knows a little bit of medicine, why don't you take your adoptive father to see it?"

"no need."

Zhao Kun shook his head, took the wooden basin from Zhou Kui's hand casually, and said, "My adoptive father is fine."

"fine?"

Zhou Kui was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ying Zheng, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Uncle Fat. It's not Lao Zhao. How did he become like this?!"

On the other side, Handan Palace.

When Zhao Gao hurried into Hu Hai's side hall, Hu Hai was still playing with several maids.

The maids were like brothel girls, blindfolded by Hu Hai, chasing them around, smiling coquettishly.

Zhao Gao glanced at it from afar, and couldn't help but look cold, and immediately ordered to the guards around him: "Keep the gate, no one is allowed to come in!"

"promise."

The forbidden army made a promise, and immediately looked solemn.

But Zhao Gao strode into the side hall and scolded: "This is the emperor's palace, not the Qinlou Chu Pavilion!"

As soon as the words fell, the maid was shocked, and stood there, daring not to make a sound.

Zhao Gao glanced at them, and ordered coldly: "Come here, lock them all into the cold palace, starve to death!"

As soon as the words came out, the law enforcement officers hurriedly approached.

The maids were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they all asked Hu Hai for help: "My lord, help!"

"teacher?"

Hu Hai reacted for a while, and immediately tore off the veil on his face, and asked Zhao Gao suspiciously: "What is the meaning of this, teacher, not the emperor?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Gao stopped immediately: "Sir, don't talk nonsense!"

Hearing this, Hu Hai immediately came to his senses, couldn't help but shuddered, and looked at Zhao Gao with a trembling expression: "Teacher, I"

"Okay, the young master comes with the old slave!"

Zhao Gao waved his hand and walked into the study.

Seeing this, Hu Hai didn't dare to beg for mercy for the maids anymore, he could only watch them being taken away by law enforcement officers, and then bowed his head into the study.

As soon as he entered the study, Zhao Gao looked at Hu Hai anxiously: "Young Master, how can you be so confused? Your Majesty's whereabouts are unknown, and all the ministers are working together. How can you patronize and have fun?"

As he said that, his brows were erected: "If it spreads out, wouldn't it be a catastrophe?"

"Teacher, I was wrong." Hu Hai lowered his head and muttered, as if a student made a mistake and was taught.

Zhao Gao hated iron for being weak and said: "My lord, my lord, you really broke the heart of this old slave!"

After speaking, with tears in my eyes, I couldn't make a sound.

Hu Hai blamed himself in his heart, but he hesitated to speak. After a while, he said slowly: "Teacher, Hu Hai doesn't want...do not want to be the emperor."

"No reason!"

Zhao Gao was furious, beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Now the country is in crisis, it is a great opportunity, how can we fall short?"

"But the teacher"

Hu Hai said with a sad face: "It's too difficult to be an emperor."

"Who told you that being an emperor is difficult?

Zhao Gao stared: "The old slave has already convinced Prime Minister Li, what's the problem?"

"what?!"

Hu Hai was shocked: "Prime Minister Li actually agrees with the teacher's plan?"

"The old slave was ordered by the crown prince to discuss with him, how dare he disagree with the old slave's plan?" Zhao Gao said in a dignified manner.

"what?"

Hu Hai was surprised again: "But Hu Hai is not the prince!"

"No!"

Zhao Gao shook his head and said firmly: "From today on, Young Master, you must remember that you are the Prince of Daqin!"

"This, this, this."

Hu Hai rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhao Gao in disbelief: "How is this possible?"

After speaking, the sweat on his forehead slowly oozed out.

And Zhao Gao said with displeasure on his face: "Young Master is deeply favored by His Majesty, and he has been canonized as the Great Qin Prince. It is a matter of course. What's the fuss about this?"

"Na Kundi"

"Jun Li An is dead, there is no such person in the world, you don't need to worry!"

"But isn't the father missing? If the father returns, won't we die without a place to die?" Hu Hai looked at Zhao Gao worriedly.

Zhao Gao's complexion darkened, and he immediately shouted: "Young master is twitchy, how can you have the slightest attitude of a gentleman? How can you achieve great things like you!"

"No teacher"

Hu Hai shook his head embarrassingly, then sighed and said; "Hu Hai is just a little uneasy, can you let me go to the imperial father's bedroom slowly."

Zhao Gao took a deep look at Hu Hai, nodded immediately and said, "Going to His Majesty's bedroom can be done slowly, but you can't do anything beyond the boundaries."

"Hu Hai dare not!"

Hu Hai waved his hands in fright.

Seeing this, Zhao Gao eased his tone, and said: "Before the edict is announced, you must not do whatever you want, as long as you become the emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, no one can control you.

Why not have fun for a while and enjoy it for a long time? "

Hearing this, Hu Hai looked longingly and nodded seriously.

Zhao Gao said again: "Before the east tour, the young master is not allowed to leave the bedroom. After the east tour, everything is arranged by the old slave. Don't ask too much, and don't talk too much, understand?"

"Hu Hai understands, everything depends on the teacher." Hu Hai cupped his hands and saluted.

Zhao Gao said softly: "It's getting late, and this old servant has to arrange departure, so I'm leaving first."

"Congratulations to the teacher."

Hu Hai has always been indifferent to the relationship between mother and child.

The friendship between master and apprentice has not diminished in the slightest.

Although Hu Hai has no other specialties, he always cared about pleasing the first emperor.

Sometimes seeing that Ying Zheng was exhausted, he still behaved like the first emperor, which made Ying Zheng laugh out loud.

Just like rugby, the first thing he learned was to find Ying Zheng to perform.

Hu Hai even thought about whether he should be a famous funny man, to please Ying Zheng and gain opportunities at the same time.

But Zhao Gao gave him a slap in the face: "Young Master always pleases His Majesty, but Your Majesty is not an ordinary monarch. If you have no real talent, you will be abandoned sooner or later!"

Facts also proved that what Zhao Gao said was correct.

Since the rise of Zhao Kun, Ying Zheng's attitude towards him has changed 180 degrees.

From then on, he obeyed Zhao Gao's words.

But even if he obeyed, he still had some ideas in his heart, such as the maids just now, he liked them very much.
"The teacher is really strict!"

Hu Hai looked at Zhao Gao's leaving back, grinned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and quietly went out through the back door of the side hall.

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