Qin Shi: I only work eight hours

Chapter 350 Xu Lin and Zhao Ji Enter Zhao

The next day.

Xu Lin and Zhao Ji went to Handan, the capital of Zhao.

Considering that traveling by car would be too slow and would take at least a month to make the round trip, Xu Lin chose to ride a horse.

"Does the Empress Dowager know how to ride a horse?"

Xu Lin asked.

At first, he only felt that Zhao Ji was taking advantage of him.

Lately, he feels that no one is losing out, and there is no question of anyone taking advantage of anyone.

Therefore, whether or not he rode the same horse as Zhao Ji is not important.

"I have only ever ridden this horse of yours, sir."

Zhao Ji smiled through her phoenix eyes.

Seeing that Zhao Ji was still not satisfied, Xu Lin glared at her irritably.

Next, we're going to Handan, the capital of Zhao, not Qin. Speaking recklessly could easily lead to trouble!

"Does the lady not know whether I can ride a horse or not?"

"How many women in the world today can ride a horse?"

"Do the women in your household know how?"

Seeing Xu Lin's displeasure, Zhao Ji murmured.

She was just being affectionate with Xu Lin, why was Xu Lin so angry?

"My wife Jingni, and my concubines Yanlingji, Mei Sanniang, and Honglian, all know how to ride horses."

Xu Lin rarely smiled.

He was so serious because this trip was not to be taken lightly. If he started off on a low note, who knew what Zhao Ji would do next?

The fact that the State of Zhao was weak does not mean that Zhao Ji could do whatever she wanted in the State of Zhao!

With Xu Lin's cultivation level, he wasn't afraid that Zhao Ji would cause trouble in the Zhao state. Xu Lin's main concern was that if Zhao Ji went too far in the Zhao state, the news would reach the Qin state, Xianyang, and Ying Zheng's ears.

Therefore, Xu Lin had to teach Zhao Ji what it meant for a husband to be the head of the household.

"That woman from Baiyue, whose name was something like Hu, was also a horsewoman?"

"And what about the woman who was with the King of Han before, I think her name was Mingzhu? She could ride a horse too?"

Zhao Ji said sullenly.

She wanted Xu Lin to know that she wasn't the worst of his many women.

"Empress Dowager."

Why do you insist on comparing yourself to them?

"As I said before, you each have your own strengths."

Xu Lin suddenly felt a headache coming on.

He didn't want to see Zhao Ji and the others fighting over him.

In fact, Madam Hu, Jingni, and Mingzhu all took this in stride.

Only Zhao Ji, Yan Ling Ji, and Xiao Hong Lian are prone to jealousy.

One is love-struck, one is naturally mischievous, and one is still young.

"Who can compare to them?"

"I was just saying it casually."

Zhao Ji pursed her lips.

She didn't want to argue with Xu Lin; she couldn't win an argument with him.

"What should have been resolved in a few breaths has now been almost half an incense stick's time and is still not resolved."

"Your Majesty, could you please be more concise in the future?"

Seeing that the sun was getting bigger and bigger, Xu Lin asked.

"Can!"

Zhao Ji feigned displeasure.

She thought to herself, "From now on, I won't be so concise!"

You won't let me talk nonsense, but I'll just keep talking nonsense!

Just like before, when I didn't want to eat, you insisted that I eat!

"Does the Empress Dowager wear trousers?"

Seeing that Zhao Ji was wearing a skirt, Xu Lin asked.

Wearing a skirt while riding a horse is inconvenient.

'Ku' refers to long trousers (with a crotch) worn by nobles in the Qin Dynasty, while trousers worn by commoners were called 'kun' (mostly shorts without a crotch).

The 'ku' of nobles was mostly made of silk and hemp, while the 'kun' of ordinary people and soldiers was mostly made of coarse hemp.

The later idiom "纨绔子弟" (wanku zidi) originated from "纨" (wan) (fine silk) and "绔" (ku) (long trousers), referring to aristocratic sons who wore fine silk trousers.

"of course."

"You think I was born to be the Empress Dowager?"

Zhao Ji said.

As soon as she finished speaking, she lifted her skirt, revealing that she was wearing a short 'ku' underneath.

"It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality."

"I underestimated the Empress Dowager."

Xu Lin replied.

Then, he helped Zhao Ji onto the horse.

Because Xu Lin had just expressed his displeasure with her, Zhao Ji took the initiative to sit in the back.

Xu Lin didn't care about this.

As long as Zhao Ji doesn't fall, she can sit anywhere.

After Xu Lin mounted his horse, Zhao Ji wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.

"Walls have ears. From this day forward, I should no longer call you Empress Dowager," Xu Lin said as he rode his horse.

Although Zhao Ji was dressed casually, her every move still exuded the air of a superior, setting her apart from others and making her easily noticeable as an anomaly.

It's better to avoid trouble this time when we enter Zhao.

"In that case, I... will be your mother."

"Lin'er, ride your horse carefully and don't overthink it."

Zhao Ji blurted it out.

She instinctively wanted to say "this Empress," but she held back.

Although the two look to be less than ten years apart, she is actually more than ten years older than Xu Lin, so it would be inappropriate for them to address each other as brother and sister.

Moreover, Zhao Ji had long wanted to be Xu Lin's mother.

Can the older sister control her younger brother?

How could a mother not control her son?

"it is good."

Xu Lin readily agreed.

He didn't care; whether it was his sister or his mother, it was all just an act.

This trip to Zhao is just like playing a game of online gaming.

……

Two days later.

Xu Lin and Zhao Ji entered the territory of the Zhao state.

Because Wang Jian's army had not yet arrived at the front lines, the border patrols of Zhao were not being conducted strictly.

However, considering Zhao Ji's stunning beauty, Xu Lin had her wear a purple veil before entering the territory of Zhao.

"Lin'er, Mother is a little tired."

"Could we rest for a while?"

Zhao Ji asked, unable to hide her exhaustion.

When has she traveled such a long distance in recent years?

Even though she was wearing a long skirt and 'ku' (a type of underwear), she still felt uncomfortable.

"Can you still hold on?"

"If we hold on for a few more hours, we will be able to enter Handan."

Xu Lin asked.

He did not want to stay in any city outside of Handan.

This time, the strategy for entering Zhao is different from the previous one for entering Yan; this time, the aim is to achieve a swift victory.

Zhao Ji was reluctant to continue; she was hungry, sleepy, and exhausted.

After Ying Zheng ascended the throne, she had never suffered such hardship.

If it weren't for the hardships she endured in the State of Zhao more than ten years ago, Zhao Ji wouldn't have been able to hold on last night.

"It is indeed difficult to go from extravagance to frugality."

Xu Lin remarked with emotion.

After he finished speaking, he stopped and rested for half an hour.

After resting, he had Zhao Ji sit in the front.

Sitting in the front would be relatively more comfortable, as Zhao Ji could lean against him.

Zhao Ji could support Xu Lin in many ways, including his chest, shoulders, arms, and Achilles tendons.

When Xu Lin arrived in Handan, Zhao Ji was already asleep.

Seeing that Zhao Ji was like a cat, Xu Lin smiled and shook his head.

"Wake up, we've arrived in Handan."

Seeing that the inspection ahead was very strict, Xu Lin woke up Zhao Ji.

Then he dismounted and helped Zhao Ji dismount as well.

"So fast?"

Zhao Ji could not hide her surprise and rubbed her sleepy eyes as she looked towards the city gate.

The city gate had been repaired several times and was completely different from the mottled city gate in her memory.

“If you hadn’t insisted on resting, we would have checked into the inn before sunset.”

Xu Lindao.

Zhao Ji did not refute, because what Xu Lin said was true.

She instinctively wanted to snuggle in Xu Lin's arms, but Xu Lin refused.

This is Handan. Their relationship is that of mother and son. What mother would be so close to her son?

"Has the Empress Dowager forgotten who she is now?"

Xu Lin whispered a reminder.

"Of course I haven't forgotten!"

Zhao Ji placed her hands on her waist.

Then she took Xu Lin's arm.

Seeing that Zhao Ji was determined to do so, Xu Lin sighed helplessly.

Soon, it was Xu Lin's and Zhao Ji's turn.

"Where do you come from?"

"What relationship?"

How long will you stay in Handan?

The guard glanced at Xu Lin and Zhao Ji, and questioned them. (End of Chapter)