Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 385 Zhao Gao
  "Okay, this is how the martial arts matters will be arranged for the time being. If there is nothing else, you can go back." After Gu Xun said what he should say, he immediately waved his hand and told this cheap student to get out.

It's time for him to take a nap at this point!

After hearing this, Fusu did not say goodbye immediately. Instead, he pursed his lips and bent the corners of his mouth, making him look a little depressed and lost. He whispered:

"The student still has something to ask sir."

"...Say." Gu Xun probably knew what the child wanted to ask.

Fusu's face became more and more depressed. He was not at all serious as usual. He looked like a young adult. He hesitated for a long time and then asked timidly:

"Sir, my father...does my father not like me?"

Sure enough, it’s his father’s business!
  Gu Xun grinned and asked with a complex expression:
  "Why do you think so?"

"Everyone says that I look like my father, but my father has never admitted it." Fusu's tone became deeper and deeper, but fortunately his voice was still clear, "No matter how hard I study, even Mr. Chunyu will always show up in front of my father." He praised me, but my father’s reaction was always... very bland, and he never even smiled at me."

"So you try to imitate your father's usual posture, hoping to gain his approval?"

"Well..." Fusu nodded his little head, his face dejected, "But it's still useless."

Of course it was useless... Gu Xun had nothing to say about the child's brain circuit.

How happy would Ying Zheng be if a Confucian doctor praised you in front of him? At such a young age, you pretend to be a little adult all day long, and you are even less likely to be liked...

Of course, in the final analysis, there is something wrong with Ying Zheng's own policy of teaching children. Well... he probably doesn't have such a thing at all.

Ying Zheng's ambitions and ambitions are enough to fill his life, and he really doesn't have much time to spend on his children.

But for Fusu, it was a bit cruel, although... it was not that he didn't love his son.

Gu Xun sighed and comforted, "Fusu, your father still likes you, but... his temper is a bit cold."

"But...but the student thinks that my father doesn't like me because my temperament is not like his, and I prefer Confucianism to Legalism..."

Gu Xun looked at the cheap student intently. The little brain is quite useful. Ying Zheng will definitely dislike you because of this, but...it's actually harmless. It's just some details. The essence is still Ying Zheng. own character issues.

"Fusu, you have to understand that your father is not just a father. He is a king and a king. He is a king before a father. In addition, he has a deep temperament and restrained emotions. Naturally, he is lacking in external performance. If he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean He does not love you."

"Really..." After receiving Gu Xun's comforting words, Fusu's face cheered up a little, but only a little.

Gu Xun was the only person he had ever seen who talked and laughed with his father. Even the Prime Minister Lu Buwei was not as casual as him. In addition, the two of them already had a teacher-student relationship, so Fusu chose to express his feelings. It was not only a complaint, but also a teacher-student relationship. Solve.

Among them, the former has more elements. As for the solution... Although Fusu is still young, he also understands that the relationship between father and son is not something that others can really get involved in. He just asks casually.

To him, Gu Xun's words were just comforting lies that sounded comfortable.

After another silence for a while, little Fusu tried to calm down the depression in his heart... Children of a few years old actually don't have that complicated mood. At most, they feel a little lost. Unfortunately, the effect is not so good, and they can't restore calm as expected, and they are still miserable. With a straight face.

"Student has resigned. Sir, please rest." Fusu stood up, clasped his hands and said goodbye.

Gu Xun looked at the bitter and resentful little face of the cheap student. He didn't know whether he should laugh or... should laugh. At such a young age, why should he express his sorrow while writing new poems?

"Okay, let's go." Gu Xun waved his hand and signaled him to leave, not forgetting to say a warning, "By the way, don't imitate your father again in the future, it's useless!"

"..." Fusu was startled when he was about to turn around. He seemed to want to ask why, but he thought about it for some reason and didn't ask. He just replied in a low voice, "The student knows."

Then he saluted Gu Xun again, turned around and left. Gu Xun shook his head and understood... How many children have excused their parents, you'd better change it...

Without anyone to disturb him, Gu Xun could finally take a nap, which was already less than half an hour later than his usual lunch break.

Fortunately, I am fishing this afternoon, so the time is relaxed and not stressful, and it doesn’t matter whether it’s late or not.

Considering that there was no bed here, Gu Xun turned aside and lay on the couch, with his head resting on his arms and his legs basically on the floor. Fortunately, they were not dirty.

After a few breaths, the person was already fast asleep.

………………

"Doctor Gu...Doctor Gu..."

Gu Xun was drowsily asleep when he vaguely heard a soft and sharp voice calling him.

……

Blinking his eyes, Gu Xun woke up from his sleep, with the sharp voice still in his ears, "Doctor Gu, you are awake."

Standing up straight, Gu Xun turned sideways and looked in the direction of the sound, which was actually opposite the desk. The first thing that caught his eye was the blood-red robe.

"Huh?" After waking up, Gu Xun looked at the visitor carefully. He was dressed in the style of a palace servant, but the color was quite special. It was mainly dark red like blood, supplemented by black edges, and wore a high hat on his head. Crown, pale complexion, feminine features, eyes like cunning foxes, high cheekbones, the most conspicuous thing is a head of red hair and red eyebrows.

I knew this man from ancient times and had seen him in cartoons. In the future, the Order of the Zhongche Mansion of the Great Qin Dynasty would call a deer a horse, Zhao Gao, Lord Zhao.

Seeing that Gu Xun was completely awake, Zhao Gao bowed humbly. Without waiting for Gu Xun to ask questions, he took the initiative to introduce himself and said, "Slave Zhao Gao, I have met Doctor Gu."

"Zhao Gao?" Gu Xun pretended not to know him and said suspiciously, "Looking at your clothes, you must be a palace servant. Why are you looking for Gu?"

"Haha, this servant is your majesty's chamberlain. I came to see you, Doctor Gu, on your majesty's order." Zhao Gao smiled softly. Surprisingly, he didn't feel uncomfortable, but rather familiar.

Of course, if it doesn't work against Gu Xun, it's impossible for him to get close to this dead eunuch.

It seems that he is not an official of CRRC yet.

Gu Xun thought about it and asked, "What does His Majesty, King Qin, want from me?"

"Haha, Your Majesty asked your servant to come over and inform Doctor Gu that one hundred thousand gold has been prepared. I don't know where to send it?"

"Yeah!" Gu Xun's eyes lit up. After all, he is the King of Qin, the king of a country. Ying Zheng can raise money faster than Gu Xun imagined.

That’s great!

"Just send it to my house."

"Well... try to make as little noise as possible." Gu Xun thought for a moment and added.

Although he is not afraid of someone breaking into his house and robbing his yard, he still keeps a low profile so as not to make it difficult for the neighbors to get along with each other.

Zhao Gao understood it and said with a clear smile, "I understand."

He was a eunuch, and his job was to figure out what was going on. He could easily see through Gu Xun's thoughts.

(End of this chapter)