Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Qin, Xianyang Palace.

"Young master suffered from the cold a few days ago, and now his fever is serious. I'm afraid I can't go with you to study the law."

In the tall, spacious and gorgeous palace, the attendant respectfully said this to a tall and handsome man.

When Jiang Chen opened his eyes, his throat was dry. When he saw the bright light, he couldn't help but cover his eyes, and found that his hands had become smaller again.

He stared at his hand for a moment, memories flashing in his mind intermittently.

Suddenly I heard a voice in my ear, "Sir, are you awake?"

A face appeared in front of Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen lay between the bed curtains and put down his hands, "What's the matter?"

This person exists in this memory. Currently, he is the person closest to the young master Hu Hai.

He was a chamberlain, the so-called eunuch in later generations.

Because of Liu Xi in his previous life, Jiang Chen's current impression of this kind of people is not very good.

Zhao Gao. Because of his proficiency in law, elegant literary talent, and magnificent calligraphy, he was favored by the Emperor of Qin. He was appointed as the official of the CRRC and was specially ordered to teach his youngest son Hu Hai the law.

At present, he is just here to find Hu Hai, to practice law openly and secretly for fun...

It's a pity that the twelve-year-old boy lying on the bed now is no longer the young master Hu Hai who obeyed his words.

There was a little surprise in Zhao Gao's eyes, obviously he could not expect that Hu Hai would speak so clearly when facing him. The eighteenth-born young man usually looks innocent and indulges in fun, and even talks with a loud tongue. Only when facing his father, Hu Hai would behave well.

Jiang Chen suddenly felt that the current scene was very similar to the previous life.

He had no memory of Zhu Tianzhao from beginning to end, but he often heard people say that Zhu Tianzhao was also an arrogant and domineering playboy.

Zhao Gao said respectfully, "Young master has not shown up for two days. I am worried about your health and came to visit you."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but cough. He could feel the temperature on his face without using a bronze mirror. The fever is already severe. His voice was hoarse and he said forcefully in the same tone as Hu Hai before, "No need. I'm sick and don't want to see you."

Zhao Gao:......

Sure enough, he is still the same Hu Hai who is very straightforward and has no idea when he is irritable.

"Yes, Young Master." He rolled up his sleeves and slowly retreated from the palace.

Jiang Chen felt confused and his head was hot. He opened his eyes wide, but he only saw that the scenery in front of him was getting blurry and he was feeling dizzy.

Seeing this, the chamberlain waiting beside the bed shouted, "Someone is coming! Someone is coming! Call the doctor quickly, the young master has fainted again!"

When he came again, his forehead was once again covered with a handkerchief that was almost wet and cold. Jiang Chen vaguely saw a few figures. This time, there were more people than the last time he woke up.

...He suddenly became more awake.

Can see it.

Isn't it really a dream?

Wearing a long-breasted dark coat with black dragon patterns, a man who was nearly forty years old but still looked like a young man came over and stood in front of the bed. His majestic voice just called out coldly, " Hu Hai.”

Jiang Chen frowned slightly and gradually saw his face clearly, "Father." He responded subconsciously as his memory continued.

"Are you awake?" Ying Zheng asked him.

"woke up."

"Just wake up." The First Emperor, who now holds the supreme power in the world, said and walked out of the palace door.

Fusu looked at his back with eyes full of admiration and reverence. He bowed deeply and said, "Farewell to my father."

The attendants surrounding the palace also retreated one by one.

Jiang Chen didn't react for a moment. After so many lifetimes, it was the first time I experienced the weird feeling of a slow response.

Young Master Fusu.

He was only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing crescent-colored dark clothes, his long hair neatly tied up with a hosta, looking benevolent and elegant, and full of bookish air. The appearance is exactly the same as that of Ying Zheng who walked out.

The small version of the First Emperor walked to the bed, squatted down slightly, and touched his forehead. "It's still a little hot."

Jiang Chen subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but the body's hands and feet were weak, and it was very difficult to even move.

In Fusu's eyes, he found it interesting. Since Hu Hai studied law with Zhao Gao, he has become increasingly alienated from his elder brother. Being sick this time reminded Fusu of five or six years ago, when Hu Hai was still young and always jumping around behind him, unable to get away even though his father strictly ordered not to disturb his eldest brother's studies.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, straightened the wet towel on his forehead, and said gently with an eyebrow, "Just now, before you woke up, my father has ordered you to take a three-day leave. Zhao Gao will not come to teach you the laws of Qin in the near future."

"..."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly and turned away.

Fusu was not annoyed either. When Hu Hai was five or six years old, they often played games together, but Hu Hai was still young at that time and probably doesn't remember it. After that, he began to learn how to handle government affairs from his father, while Hu Hai studied law from Zhao Gao. They met occasionally and only asked casually. We haven't gotten along with each other for six years, and Hu Hai often follows Zhao Gao, who is hostile to him, and he is influenced by it. It would be unreasonable for this younger brother to behave docilely.

"My father values ​​the law. Zhao Gao is proficient in Qin's laws and is very popular with my father. My father wants you to study with him, which also shows that he values ​​you as a person. Eighteen, don't live up to my father's expectations."

"..."

It was Young Master Fusu who said this, which made Jiang Chen inevitably find it funny. If he knew that the real Hu Hai would join Zhao Gao in the future to tamper with the imperial edict and kill his brother Fusu, and destroy the Qin Dynasty four years after taking the throne, I wonder if he would still want Hu Hai to learn from Zhao Gao.

Seeing that his eyes were blurred and he remained silent, Fusu Jian frowned slightly and turned around and said, "Emperor Physician, come here and have a look! Is he okay?"

Seeing that a group of imperial doctors had been summoned by him again, forming a dark circle around the bed, Jiang Chen finally spoke clearly, "I'm fine."

His voice was a little broken at the moment due to dehydration from a long period of drowsiness.

Fusu heard something strange about him and asked the maid to bring medicine and water and handed them to him.

"Drink it. You won't get sick if you drink it."

Jiang Chen was not interested in this kind of coaxing of ignorant children, something that even the original Hu Hai would not believe. But he still took the medicine bowl and drank it. He is a healer and knows the condition of this body very well.

If the high fever persists, he will most likely re-enter reincarnation within a few days.

Seeing this, Fusu was in a good mood. He collected the medicine bowl and handed it to the maid, "I'm leaving. If I have time, I will come over and see Shiba."

Jiang Chen's face was expressionless, "..."

He really couldn't avoid such a difficult person.

With his current status, it is probably impossible for him to just leave Xianyang and travel around like he did in his previous life. But he really doesn't want to stay in the same place for a long time.

When you stay for a long time, you will gradually get used to it. Habit is a terrible thing. When you are not used to it, it can feel so painful.

Jiang Chen looked at the tall and empty palace and was silent for a long time.

Do you want to start over again?

Life goes around like this, over and over again. What’s the point of saying it repeats day by day, year by year, life after life?

It probably means nothing. It just allows people to survive in a way for a long time. Maybe it can be called immortality in a sense.

But sometimes, meaningless eternal life is actually unpopular.

Many things were just a thought on his mind at the time, and he put them into action as soon as he thought of them. If you ask what the purpose is, it's probably out of interest. Maybe he wanted to see what he could do, what he could change.

In short, he will never be a person who waits for death.

His coldness finally subsided at this time.

It's night, windy and rainy.

The candles in the main hall were extinguished and the faces were illuminated, but they looked so dark.

It's late spring. After the wind and rain, there is sunshine.

It was so bright that it seemed as if all the darkness had no place to hide.

Jiang Chen moved his kneeling mat and was sitting under the tall peach tree in front of the palace gate, basking in the sunshine. Attendant Lu Yong told him that Lin Linzong had slept for ten days since he had a fever. Even for a normal person, lying in the house for ten days may inevitably lead to some strange illnesses.

As for now learning to ride, shoot, step, draw a bow, and practice swordsmanship... In fact, after the high fever, this body doesn't even have the strength to jump around.

This feeling of powerlessness.

It's like being seriously ill. You may have many talents, but you can only sit on the hospital bed and find it difficult to even take a normal step. Watching other lives live vividly, you are waiting to die but you are helpless.

Jiang Chen let out a breath, his eyes fell on the fish swimming by the pool under the peach tree, and no longer tried to remember the past.

Sure enough, Fusu came again.

"You seem to be in good spirits today, which shows that you will be in good health. I think you will be able to recover after a few more days of rest." He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Father has made plans to enshrine the Zen in Mount Tai. Hu Hai, do you want to go with us?" ? "If my father leaves the capital to become a Buddhist monk, then Zhao Gao will naturally follow him. As for himself, he will definitely stay in the capital as the supervisor of the country...

Jiang Chen wanted to reply that he didn't want to stay in the palace. Just thinking about the specific situation, he thought it was better not to go.

He was not very interested in things like worshiping heaven and earth, no matter where he went.

"No need."

According to historical records, the First Emperor was extremely superstitious and a strict and cruel man. If he was not suspected by the investigation, the gods would indicate that it would be fine, lest he think it was an evil spirit possessing the body and destroy the body.

Fusu:......

This is simply not in line with Hu Hai's usual fun-loving temperament.

"You really don't want to go?"

Jiang Chen looked up at him slightly, feeling a little happy on his face. He hesitated for a rare moment and then said, "Feng Chan is an important event for the ages after all. I think it would be nice to go and watch it."

"..."

"Zhao Gao will also follow his father."

Jiang Chen replied, "Really? That's really better."

It seems that Hu Hai has no doubts about Zhao Gao. But Fusu always felt that Zhao Gao had a cold look and hidden ambitions, and he did not look like someone who was defending the country.

My father also loved this person very much.

What should I do?

It's a pity that Meng's father and son are now far away in Beijun, building the Great Wall to defend against Beihu, making it inconvenient for them to negotiate.

"Hu Hai, Zhao Gao is not trustworthy. You must be careful around him."

"..."

"Brother, I have forgotten that Zhao Gao is my father's favorite. If you talk like this, I am afraid that my father will find out and punish you."

Fusu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you believe him? Or believe me?"

When he asked, Jiang Chen's eyebrows curved in a symbolic way, and he replied in a perfunctory manner, "I am naturally close to my brother."

trust?

It's really a luxury thing.

How many people have to pay the price of their lives to understand that behind the so-called trust, betrayal can never be avoided.

Whether intentional or unintentional.