[Qin] Qin Shi

Unsurprisingly, Ying Zheng was informed by the guards guarding outside his hall that there was a distraught little cub outside his bedroom.

What can I do with the little brat I stabbed myself? With the other party already running away, it is naturally impossible for Ying Zheng to call someone in in the middle of the night, so he has to put on his coat and open the door of Xianyang Hall: " Come in," looking at the little guy squatting on the side of the door, lest others can't see him, "I'm not afraid of embarrassment."

Tuanzi, who was wrapped in a thick black cloak at the door, looked up because his father Yingzheng's phoenix eyes looked a little cute because of the upturned eyes: "Anyway, the most embarrassing father has been seen, and there is nothing more embarrassing than pulling pants It's something." He muttered a few words and stood up.

What's interesting is that when the small Tuanzi stood in the room under the arm of Ying Zheng who opened the door, Ying Zheng found out that the one who would lie on his chest and breathe out in the summer The little guy who was sleeping soundly, his head was almost growing to his chest.

Time flies really fast——

"Father?" Fusu, who got into the room and found that the owner of the room hadn't followed, turned his head, the disappointment was completely gone from his face, and some were just puzzled.

"It's nothing." Ying Zheng closed the door, turned around and walked towards Fusu, "I just realized that time flies so fast, and before you know it, you're going to be 13 years old."

"It's already thirteen!" Fusu corrected seriously, "It will be fourteen next year!"

"Don't count the age of the lonely, but the real age." Ying Zheng flicked Fusu's forehead, feeling incomprehensible that children can't wait to grow up, "No matter how old you are, it is impossible to overwhelm you." You are lonely, so in Guyan's eyes, you will always be just a child."

Fusu covered his forehead and muttered something in a low voice.

"Speak louder?" Ying Zheng naturally didn't miss Fusu's murmur, he raised his hand in a funny way, and made a gesture of flicking his forehead again, "Do you still want to sleep with Gu tonight? "

Fusu, who didn't want to be hit by his forehead, covered his head in three steps and took two steps towards Yingzheng's bed. After kicking off his shoes, he tossed his cloak, and rolled on Yingzheng's big bed to the inside: "Father, Come, come!" He lay on the bed, propped up his body with one hand, and patted the outer space with the other.

Even though it has been four or five years since I shared the same bed with Ying Zheng, this skillful movement made something soft in Ying Zheng's heart: "You are quite well prepared," watching Fusu throw off the cloak and go to bed. Clothes and equipment, and shoes that are obviously worn in the room, "Tell me, how long have you been planning?"

"It's not long." Fusu withdrew his hands, watched his father sit down on the outside, and then half leaned against the head of the bed, "Well, it's only half a year, right?"

Ying Zheng was amused by Fusu's picture of "Oh, I was exposed by you, so I have to admit it": "How did Gu remember that it was your birthday half a year ago, and you ran over to share a bed with Gu?" Among all his children, except for the eighteenth son Hu Hai, only Fusu has the courage.

Fusu pretended to be stupid, and squeezed into Yingzheng's quilt: "Oh, it's so comfortable, this is the cotton quilt that Father Zhong said, right!" He poked his head out, "Father, let's blow out the candles and sleep, okay?" Okay?" The dark eyes reflected the candlelight, and it looked like he was trying to make a bad idea.

"Don't change the subject for Gu. You are the second person in Xianyang Palace to put on a new quilt. Don't think Gu doesn't know." Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to the side of the bed. The strength of an adult is naturally far away from that of a child, not to mention that Fusu didn't The idea of ​​struggling, so he rolled Fusu into a meat roll in just three or two strokes.

Fusu didn't resist Ying Zheng's strength. He even rubbed himself down by being rolled into a strip, with most of his face buried under the quilt: "During the day," the voice was distorted through the quilt, "Father What do you want to tell Fusu?"

"What do you think?" Ying Zheng asked without answering, "What do you think Gu and your second father want to tell you?"

"There is no Father Zhong!" Like bamboo shoots springing up, the young man's head jumped out from the quilt roll, "Such a bad idea, you can tell it was from the king at a glance, Father Zhong wouldn't be like this Do!"

This picture of "Don't wrong others, I know you did it, don't dare to do it, don't dare to be it" made Yingzheng's back teeth itch with hatred, and decided to let Fusu know the true face of his respected father Zhong tomorrow. : "Do you think your Zhongfu is a pure and kind person? He came up with this idea."

However, his steadfastness could not overwhelm the clever Fusu: "Father Zhong will not try to buy the palace people, obviously only the father can order them." After all, Ying Zheng brought up the prince, Fusu Quite smart, "My order is mixed with personal work. If there is no father's instruction, I will not believe it."

"Yingbo is your second father's student?" Ying Zheng looked at the little mouse whose head was moved, and slowly shrank back.

"Yingbo is also the man of the father." He guessed in a low voice, "the man of the father to Zhongfu."

Ying Zheng laughed, kicked off his shoes, leaned against the head of the bed, and threw his long legs onto the bed: "Not bad, he is indeed an orphaned son." He didn't hide his complacency, "Okay, okay, anyway. I see it clearly, in your eyes, I just don't treat you well without your father Zhong."

He looked at Fusu like a wriggling bug, and twisted forcefully in his direction, then rolled to the inside and pulled the cup away.

"Father, why Fusu?" Fusu's voice was inconspicuous amidst the rustling of the quilt.

"Then do you want it, or don't you want it?" Ying Zheng lifted a corner of the quilt to cover his legs.

"Father gave it to Fusu, and Fusu wants it. If Father wants to take it back, Fusu will have no objection." From the quilt to under the quilt, Fusu burrowed in the direction of Yingzheng, and leaned against Yingzheng. Political side.

Feeling Fusu's sticking up, Ying Zheng hummed, and put his hand on his back: "Truth?"

"But I still won't be reconciled. The father's favorite child is not Fusu." His face was pressed against Ying Zheng's waist, "Obviously Fusu likes the father the most, but the father doesn't like Fusu. Although I want to say 'Father If the king doesn't like Fusu, Fusu will definitely change it, but I always feel that my father will dislike it even more."

The heart of a child spread before him made Yingzheng feel warm: "I know your uncle is Chengyu." After so many years, no one still remembers his half-mother who was defeated in the battle for the throne. My younger brother, even those who knew about it kept secret about it.

In fact, as the victor himself, Ying Zheng doesn't have much taboo on this matter, not to mention that he is also his father's son after all, and there is actually no deep hatred between the two of them.

"I know." Fusu nodded, "He wanted to compete with his father for the throne of King Qin, but he was defeated by his father."

"Do you know why he lost?"

"Because the father is more powerful than him," Fusu thought for a while, "the father is the king of Qin appointed by the grandfather, and it is what people want."

Others said it was a compliment, but Fusu said from the bottom of his heart: "Wrong!" Ying Zheng stroked Fusu's back with his hand, "At that time, because of the Empress Dowager Xuan and the Empress Dowager Huayang, the state of Qin was in a lot of trouble. Minister. Cheng Yu is the descendant of the Chu people, and your father is the descendant of the Zhao people. Chu claimed to be a faction, and he was named the king, so naturally there are many supporters."

Fusu looked up at Yingzheng.

"However, he is also from Chu when he succeeds, and he is also from Chu when he loses." Ying Zheng's eyes fell on the end of the bed, "This is Qin, if the king's heart is not thinking of his own country, but thinking of other things, how can this country be strong? Where should the hearts and minds of the people gather?"

"Your grandfather entered Zhao as a hostage when he was young, and later became friends with businessman Lu Buwei in order to return to Qin. Lu Buwei gave him a thousand dollars to please the Empress Dowager Huayang, so that the childless Empress Dowager Huayang adopted him as an adopted son, so he was able to return to Qin. Thinking of his great-grandfather, Ying Zheng laughed softly, "Guess why the Empress Dowager Huayang has no children?"

"Fusu doesn't know."

Looking down at Fusu, Ying Zheng hummed, "If you say you don't know, you don't know." He was slightly taken aback, "Your grandfather once said something to your father. When I was young, I didn't quite understand it, but when I first When I hugged you for the first time, I suddenly felt deeply moved—I know what you want to ask."

Ying Zheng didn't stop patting Fusu's back: "Indeed, it was never necessary for you. It's just that you were born at a good time, Fusu. You are alone and can be used as a stabilizer when you are just crowned king. The eldest son of Minxin. Your mother is from Qi. Qi used to be a big country that stood side by side with Qin and Chu, but it has declined in recent years, and your mother is no longer alive. She may affect you, but it will not be more important than Qin people. Impact."

He could feel the stiffness of Fusu's body attached to his leg, but this was not the reason for him to stop.

"If Cheng Yu is in power, Qin will have a good relationship with Chu for a hundred years." Ying Zheng sighed, "He lost because he was too heavy on Chu officials, and he forgot that this is Great Qin, and he is from Qin. Fusu, your younger brother Ladies, if you forget this, you have to learn to tell them that this is Daqin."

"How to tell?" Fusu shook his head thinking of the reactions of some of his half-brothers today.

"They are still young now, when you grow up, you will become a king." Ying Zheng's hand stopped, "Just like you dare to guess Gu's meaning today, and really dare to spread such words, be yourself. decided."

"Father isn't angry at Fu Su saying that Father wants to make Fu Su the crown prince?"

"If you don't do this, the orphan will be really angry. Now - you did a good job!" He was never a father who was stingy with praise, "Fusu, the important thing has always been just this world, and the rest is love." , father and son, brothers, and even your life, it doesn't matter."

Going around, just like what his great-grandfather told him that night many years ago, holding his hand: "The important thing has always been only this world."

"This world?" Fusu was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Then it's up to you to think for yourself," Ying Zheng wondered. Could it be that many years ago, Ying Yiren looked ignorant, but thought he knew everything, and he was in the same mood now, "As a What fathers ask of their children is never the 'right answer'."

"What is that?" Fusu was puzzled.

"When you grow up, become the king of Qin, and become a parent, you will know."

The author has something to say: Thank you Lingling for mine

I'm sorry, I'm really out of shape these few days, and I'm very negative. If this state continues, after this month's full attendance, I may have to take a leave of absence for this article in early March.

Otherwise, I feel that my overly negative state will ruin all the following parts.