my grandfather was qin shi huang

But now, I can only take a gamble.

I bet there are the ears and eyes of the First Emperor here. Today, these words, including the previous words to dissuade Fusu, can be accurately transmitted to the ears of the First Emperor.

Otherwise, how could a grandson, whose own father was about to be expelled from Xianyang and rushed to Shangjun to eat sand, come into the sight of the First Emperor?

You know, you are not the only grandson of the First Emperor, but one of more than 100 grandsons.

And it's still an ordinary one.

"When it comes to hardship, it's naturally the frontier fortress. The road to South Vietnam is far away, but there are many poisonous insects and miasma, which is too dangerous. Shangjun is just right. Although the wind and sand blow all day long and the weather is very cold, you will have to endure some hardships, but it will not be life-threatening. The danger."

Having said this, Zhao Ying heartily comforted Mi Ji, who was becoming more and more panicked.

"Don't worry, grandma. There is General Meng Tian in Shangjun, and there are 30 troops stationed there. There is nothing wrong with Ah Weng's departure, not to mention that General Meng Tian has always been close to Ah Weng - he will not really suffer anything..."

Zhao Ying's voice was unhurried and slow, as if he was stating the facts.

Although Mi Ji was born in the Chu royal family and was once a princess of the country, she had never understood these major affairs in the court. When she heard that Fusu was going to advise the First Emperor, which would most likely offend the First Emperor, she had already lost her mind. Now she hears it again As soon as my son made such a reasonable analysis, he became even more flustered and completely lost his opinion.

Where can I take care of other things?

I can only let my son do whatever he wants.

Zhao Ying: ...

I finally understood, where did my mother’s good looks come from?

IQ is exchanged for it!

So, as the mistress of Mr. Fusu's house, Mi Ji foolishly gave up the control of the family and watched her son packing her husband's luggage. She didn't think of anything else. Just a guess. And even if he is really demoted to Shangjun, there is a high probability that he will not be urged to leave immediately.

Even later, she was so thoughtful that she went back to the house in person, took out the fox fur cloak she had just made for her husband, folded it carefully, and stuffed it into her luggage.

It's cold and windy in Shangjun, but you can't freeze your husband!

The lady and the young master have begun to work, what else can the servants say?

Work!

Fortunately, Fusu didn't see this scene, otherwise he might have been pissed off by his wife's intelligence before arriving at the palace.

Here, in Mr. Fusu's mansion, the drama of a loving mother and a filial son is still going on.

While Zhao Ying was busy, he did not forget to comfort his cheap mother in a low voice.

"Don't worry, my eldest father is just angry for a moment, and he won't be really in trouble. Aweng will only suffer some hardships when he leaves, and nothing major will happen - it's a pity..."

Having said this, Zhao Ying sighed again seriously.

"What a pity..."

Jin Ji was now flustered by Zhao Ying's analysis, and subconsciously cooperated with the praise.

Without realizing it, the ears of the old chamberlain who had been waiting in the corner of the hall had quietly perked up.

"It's a pity that Aweng's Confucian benevolence cannot understand the good intentions of the great father..."

Mr. Fusu is going on a long trip, which is a big deal.

You should prepare a few clothes to keep out the cold, a few maids to serve, and arrangements for the accompanying guards. The journey is long, so you should prepare some durable meat snacks, shoes, and hats. Single clothes, jackets, all kinds of clothes came down, and they packed up two large carts, plus the carriage that Young Master Fusu usually made, tsk——

Three whole carriages.

Just waiting for my young master to get out——

Ahem, I'm just waiting for my young master to come back from the palace and head north.

This scene is somewhat strange.

But under Zhao Ying's enthusiastic management, it turned out to be exceptionally harmonious and orderly.

……

So, when Fusu came back worried, he was about to tell his family the bad news that he had been driven out of Xianyang by the First Emperor and was about to go to the county to oversee the army.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw three neatly arranged carriages that his eldest son had prepared for him, and neatly guarded maids standing there.

Looking at this posture, it is clear that he is about to go on a far journey.

Is Your Majesty so eager to leave Xianyang?

It seemed that this time he really annoyed Aweng and made him extremely disappointed in himself. Fusu couldn't help but feel miserable when he thought of this, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

But when his eyes fell on his wife, two sons, and a daughter who was still babbling, who were already waiting in the yard, he felt warm and guilty at the same time.

He stretched out his arms and hugged his wife hard, and then hugged his two sons. Then he leaned down and gently held his youngest daughter in his arms.

"Husband..."

Mi Ji shed tears without saying a word.

She has never experienced anything like this since she married Fusu.

"I'm sorry for making you worry-"

An apologetic smile appeared on Fusu's face.

"Husband, you have really angered His Majesty and are you going to the county..."

Holding the last bit of luck, Jin Ji asked her husband for confirmation.

Sure enough, it was my father who gave the order in advance!

Fusu felt "clear" in his heart.

He was very familiar with his Aweng. This was very Qin Shihuang, and he had no doubt at all.

He could only smile and nodded.

"Well, I just received an order from Aweng to go to the county supervisory army for a period of time..."

When Jin Ji heard this, tears immediately flowed down, and the last trace of luck in her heart was completely extinguished. The old chamberlain behind him couldn't help but trembled, and there was a look of disbelief in his muddy old eyes.

Everything turned out to be exactly as the young master expected!

If this prediction came from several ministers in the court, it would be considered normal, but you must know that the young master is still a young man under sixteen! Having never set foot in a court or been exposed to government affairs, this wisdom is a bit extraordinary.

"I don't have anything. It's just that when I leave, everything at home will have to be hard on you..."

Speaking of this, Fusu suddenly felt something in his heart. He glanced at the old man who was standing by obediently with his hands hanging down. He inexplicably remembered the conversation before he went to the palace. He paused and explained.

"Ying'er is almost an adult now. If you have any undecided matters, you can discuss it with Ying'er..."

Having said this, he turned to Zhao Ying and explained.

"Among you brothers and sisters, you are the oldest. After I go to Shangjun, you must help your grandma at home and take good care of your younger brothers and sisters..."

After hesitating for a moment, he added.

"If it is possible, please be filial to your eldest father for Awenduo..."

Zhao Ying couldn't help but complain in his heart, if you really have this kind of filial piety, how many times can you be so angry with your father?

However, his face didn't show the slightest bit of strangeness, and he agreed, patting his chest.

"You just go with peace of mind. Leave everything at home to your child. I promise to take good care of you..."

Fusu couldn't help but feel comforted.

If you have a son like this, what more can you ask for?