[Comprehensive] Survival of the Last Emperor

Seeing that Fusu was speechless because of his own words, Hu Hai, a brainless fan, was in a good mood, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip of milk happily.

The thick milky fragrance and fresh fruity flavor are really... no, isn't this young master wanting to hug Fusu's silver thigh?Why did you quarrel with him as soon as your brain got hot?

Hu Hai patted his head in annoyance, impulsiveness caused trouble, and when he got excited, he took Fusu as a troll on the Internet.You must know that although Hu Hai is a science student, his historical grades are only above average, but his Chinese grades are good, and he has a particularly sharp mouth. A generation of cyber warriors who do not pay for their lives.

Now that he has traveled to ancient times, although influenced by his knowledge, when Hu Hai is talking to others, he can't do it like people in the Qin Dynasty would quote a scripture from time to time. Think for a long time.Even so, Hu Haizui's skill is especially strong. The most important thing is that the ancients did not pay attention to logic. There is no punctuation these days. Don't look any better.

"Hehe... impulsiveness is really a devil." Hu Hai glanced at Fusu whose expression hadn't changed, and muttered in his heart.

Fortunately, I am still young, as long as I put down my face and act cute, I should be able to get past this matter today.Thinking of this, Hu Hai showed a sweet smile at Fusu, ran to his side, leaned on him, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, I will give my father a birthday gift later, and you will give it to my father?" What gift is the king?"

Before Fu Su could speak, Ying Zheng, who sensitively caught the word "gift", had already moved over, looked at the two cute sons and asked, "Yes, what kind of birthday gift are you two planning to give Father Wang?" Huh?" Ying Zheng said, reaching out his hand to touch Hu Hai's head, the round little bald head felt very smooth to the touch.

"Reporting to my father, my child's congratulatory gift is..."

"Brother, don't tell the father, we will surprise him later. As for now..." Hu Hai pulled Fusu's hand, turned around and made a face at Ying Zheng, waved his hand, and said with a smile : "When the child talks, the adult will go."

"Bear boy!" Ying Zheng angrily tapped the knuckles of his index finger on Hu Hai's bare head, "If you don't tell your father now, you will still tell your father later."

"Well... big brother, my father bullied the cute little Hu Hai." Hu Hai fell into Fu Su's arms, hugged Fu Su's waist, and shrank his head into Fu Su's arms. He turned around and looked at Ying Zheng and said: "Bad father will bully children, bad, cute little Huhai doesn't love you anymore."

"Hu Hai, don't be rude." Fu Su interrupted Hu Hai's next words, "How can you say such things to the father? Hurry up and apologize! Father, Hu Hai is still young, ignorant, and likes to talk nonsense, please Do not be angry."

"Father is not angry." Looking at the serious Fusu, looking at Fusu protecting Hu Hai, just like an old hen protecting a chick, Ying Zheng's expression was a little listless, and he was in a bad mood. How bad and cruel do you think?

This listless mood accompanied Ying Zheng through the first half of the birthday banquet, and molesting his son became so boring. It wasn't until the second half of the birthday gift giving that Ying Zheng's mood improved.

As the king of Great Qin who is rich all over the world, Yingzheng certainly doesn't care about the things the children give him, just like Hu Hai said every time he wanted to reward Hu Hai—everything the child has is given by the father. There is nothing missing, and I can't think of what reward I should ask my father for.Everything these children have is bestowed by themselves. Even if they find the best and most precious gifts, can they be better than what I bestow on them.

oops!Then again, the bear child is really a close-fitting little leather jacket for the widow, with such a sweet mouth, and he can always say what the widow wants to say the most. Fortunately, he is not a daughter, so he doesn't have to worry about becoming someone else's person, and he can always stay. Accompany the widow in Xianyang Palace.

For a moment, Ying Zheng forgot that even if he is not a daughter, when the prince grows up, he must move out of Xianyang Palace. The only one who can stay in the palace for a long time is the prince.

While diverting his thoughts, Ying Zheng looked at the bunch of little radish heads kneeling below him and kowtowed to him, waiting for the little radish heads to present their gifts one by one.

In fact, being the king of Daqin is quite aggrieved, because according to the Qin Law, in order to prevent bad customs such as accepting bribes in the officialdom, Daqin prohibits officials from giving gifts to each other, or praises their superiors in the name of celebration.Not only the officials were like this, but the former King Qin Huiwen and Qin Zhaoxiang both angrily reprimanded the ministers who gave them gifts on their birthdays or flattered them.Therefore, even if it is the birthday of the King of Qin, Da Qin will not be celebrated by hundreds of officials like in later generations, and the officials will search for rare treasures as birthday gifts for the King of Qin.

Therefore, the lonely and cold King Qin of all dynasties can only find family happiness with his sons, and then accept some cheap and worthless small gifts, and maybe even give out more.

As the eldest son of Yingzheng, Fusu was naturally the one who presented the gift first on behalf of the other sons. What he presented was a beautiful small box.

Ying Zheng opened the box and saw a beautiful but rough jade statue inside.It is said to be exquisite because the jade is flawless and crystal clear; it is said to be rough because the handwork of the jade carvers is poor, and it looks like a novice at first glance.It's just that although the jade statue is extremely rough, the craftsman has carefully captured all the characteristics of the character, and Ying Zheng can tell at a glance that the person carved is himself.

"Is this carved by Fusu himself?" Ying Zheng stretched out his fingers, stroked the grains on the jade carving with his fingertips, and asked.

"My child is just a beginner, and I don't carve very well. Please forgive me." Fusu knelt on the ground and said in a slightly nervous voice.

"My father likes Fusu's gift very much. But..." Yingzheng's words made Fusu's heart tighten, his face was hidden, and his hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched into fists. He came down and continued: "This kind of ingenious trick is not something that the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty should learn, but one must not be repeated."

"Yes, Fusu knows." Fusu didn't refute, but saluted Yingzheng again, then turned and stepped aside.

Fusu, with a decent smile on the corner of her mouth, sat gracefully beside Chu Ji, looking at the younger brothers and sisters who came to the stage one after another, watching them bring out gifts that were either precious or not, but they were made by herself , watching Ying Zheng smile and praise his brothers and sisters, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more decent, but his nails were already deeply sunken into the palm of his hand.

At this time, Fusu naturally didn't know that the birthday banquet was over that day, and after returning to the palace at night, Ying Zheng took the jade carving from Fusu and the gift from Hu Hai, and spent most of the night foolishly alone.

Decades later, these two gifts complied with Shi Huang's will and were buried with him in Qin Huang's Mausoleum.

The author has something to say:

I think Fusu is very unlucky, who let this time, he is still the heir to the throne in his father's heart... Let's learn from Emperor Sui Yang and retreat from the circle to ensure safety. .