At this moment, I have awakened the eternal heroic spirit of China

Countless people looked at Ning An in astonishment, they were stunned, and those people were all shocked.

At this moment, Ning An, like a god, retreated three li from the surrounding cold rain in shock, not daring to offend.

"Your Majesty, I don't know why you named the eldest son Fusu?"

In this land where the war was ignited, there are still traces of ruts and galloping horses.

Ning An stood there quietly, with a solemn face, looking at... the Emperor Shi Huang.

"Su'er's mother loves the song "Fusu in the Mountain". "Fusu" is also a tree with lush branches and leaves."

A gleam of tenderness appeared in Ying Zheng's eyes, as if he had recalled something very beautiful.

That year, he was still a teenager, everything had just begun, and it seemed like it was over...

Fusu has no other, which means placing high hopes on him.

"That year, His Majesty sent his son Fusu to the frontier for training. After several years of fighting outside the Great Wall, the son took the lead and fought bravely and made great achievements. His keen insight and excellent command ability made many frontier defense generals sigh. Your son loves the people Treating others like a son and being humble are more deeply loved and respected by the general public.”

Ning An's voice sounded again, and a picture involuntarily appeared in everyone's minds.

The young master Fusu held the six bridles in his hands on the battlefield, brave and invincible, and his benevolence and righteousness were extremely obvious and eye-catching.

The young master in armor did not disobey in the slightest, the Confucian temperament added to it, and even revealed a little gentleman's style, which made people addicted to it.

"The young master is both civil and military, possesses both morality and ability. He kills foreign enemies and wolves. He shows no cowardice. He shows strategy. How can he be so ignorant?"

Just when everyone was intoxicated, Ning An's voice sounded like a blow to the head, waking everyone up.

A trace of bewilderment and grief flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and he bit his lips tightly to keep himself from making a sound. However, bright red blood flowed down his lips, and his white teeth were already stained with blood.

Yes, this is his Fusu.

He is the eldest son of him and Concubine Zheng, the pillar of the Great Qin, and the hope of the Great Qin.

He governed the country by law in order to integrate the six countries and avoid disasters.

But he knew very well that founding a country and governing a country were not the same thing. Helping Su had never let him down, and he had never let this great Qin... down.

Both civil and military, benevolent, righteous and caring for the people, talented, such a monarch, even if you look at the history of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States, there are not many of them, right?
Fusu was the person whom Qin Shihuang Yingzheng relied on the most.

It is also the Great Qin Dynasty, the rising sun of tomorrow!
That's right, if this child Fusu manages the country, he may be merciful, but he will never ruin the Qin Dynasty.

However, now, everything has turned into bubbles and bubbles, turning into nothingness.

He, the son who loved his heart all his life, was stricter than his appearance, and Fusu, who was even higher than his life, was gone...

Ying Zheng wanted to cry, wanted to cry a lot.

However, the dignity of the emperor suppressed him, and he must not let the tears flow from his eyelids. He hid his grief, forcefully forced the tears back, and listened to Ning An's explanation of the merits of helping Su.

The wind of Yishui blows songs of sorrow and joy, just like waves and waves, Ning An stops and stands, cupping his hands in salute.

He has never been so serious, and he has never been so respectful.

"Young Master Fusu died for benevolence and righteousness, and for His Majesty. He is definitely not the ignorant and cowardly person that people in later generations say!"

Layers of rippling waves flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and the refracted moonlight shone like a river of stars in his eyes, and a trace of blurred like a lonely boat gradually brightened.

"Fusu learns the benevolence and righteousness of Confucius, emphasizes filial piety, and is a gentleman. Father has orders, which cannot be violated. He is using his own life to fulfill the promise he has kept throughout his life."

"If Young Master Fusu did not commit suicide, but rose up against the rebels, it would be a crime of treason, a crime of unfilial piety. Your Majesty will also bear the crime of being unfavorable in teaching in this life, and the son of treason will be guilty of the crime!"

"Young master, how dare, how can, how can you rebel?!"

"He doesn't want to face the father whom he respects and loves the most, even if it's just in name..."

When Ning An said these words, it was like beating drums and fighting, inspiring people's hearts, but unexpectedly, there was a tinge of warmth and admiration in people's hearts.

"Young Master also knows that if you don't accept the imperial edict, regardless of whether it is true or false, you will have to debate with the people behind it. At that time, the people will be devastated, how can the people of Kyushu survive?!"

"The world is already in turmoil, and the people are already impoverished and unable to survive. With the benevolence and righteousness of your son, how can you let them fall into the pit of fire again?"

"Young master, he died for His Majesty's honor and for the people of the world, how can he be said to be a cowardly, cowardly, and ignorant person?!!!"

"It's so unfair, I don't accept it!!! Ning An, today I will complain for the young master to help Su, and complain!!!"

Ning An was extremely sad, his expression was mournful, his tone was full of sobs, full of grievances, for that... Mr. Fusu.

However, Ning An's words fell like pearls and jade on the plate, and they were not finished.

"If you are ignorant, and the edict says that Meng Tian will die together, why don't you carry out the order firmly, and kill Meng Tian who does not want to commit suicide first, and then commit suicide?"

"Young master is just benevolent and righteous, and he doesn't want to implicate others. In fact, why did he not know the truth in his heart? With the wisdom of young master, how can he not know the truth of the edict?"

"The young master is just blaming himself for all his faults, betting his life in exchange for a bit of peace in the world, in exchange for the wisdom of the first emperor, and in exchange for the peace and contentment of the people."

"Young Master's request is nothing more than that..."

In an instant, Ying Zheng's last trace of stubbornness, accompanied by the sound of nothing more, broke the defense.

He burst into tears, no longer tears mixed with unclear rain, but tears of an emperor like jade beads.

Ying Zheng staggered and fell down again, propping his hands on the ground.

"If the son is an emperor, he will be an emperor through the ages, not inferior to your majesty. Your majesty is the contribution to conquer the world, and the son is the benevolent government of living and working in peace and contentment."

"A heart full of passion and diligence, it can still turn Bitao when you sprinkle it. My son, you should be the king of benevolence and righteousness. Although you have never ascended the throne, in Ning An's heart, you are already the Great Qin... the wise king of all ages, the sage of the world!"

"May your son be born in peace and well-being in the Huaxia of my future generations, and see the country's security in my future generations, and the long-cherished wish of my previous life."

"Since then, there is no... son... Fusu in the world."

When this sentence was finished, Ning An's tears flowed down her cheeks, wet her clothes, and her eyes were red.

(Note: Fusu’s mother, Zheng Guoren, is a popular saying. According to Qin Mystery, she may also be from Chu State, which has not been recorded in Shiji.)