[Comprehensive] Fusu Youqin

"Father, I am in pain."

Fusu's words were ambiguous, perhaps he was in too much pain, and seeing the teary eyes made Yingzheng feel angry.

Although his son is young, he is very calm. Even when he was kidnapped by the queen mother, he never shed a single tear.

How much wronged did he have to suffer to become like this?

Ying Zheng gave the servants behind him a hard look, and said coldly, "Is this how you serve the eldest son?"

"Your Majesty, forgive me!"

The king was obviously furious to the extreme, the palace people shivered and knelt down on the ground, not daring to say another word.

"Father, it has nothing to do with them."

"Then what's the matter with you?"

Could it be that he's been a little busy these days, so he didn't come to see this brat?Crying like this, don't you know that you came to him?

Ying Zheng flicked his sleeves, strode forward, wrapped the child in a quilt and picked him up, wiping the tears off his son's face with his hands.Obviously the strength is very gentle, but when he does this movement, he looks like he is about to fight.

Fusu took a deep breath, and said softly, "It's because the child accidentally hit the head of the bed, it hurts a bit."

"..." Oh, no.

"Are you in pain?"

Ying Zheng didn't believe it, the cub's eyes were so red that it was clearly in pain.

He rubbed the cub's face with his hands, and asked, "Is it here?"

Fusu said, "Well, I hit my nose."

Ying Zheng's face froze, his movements were a little stiff, and he said, "You can hit it even when you rest."

Fusu kept silent with tears in his eyes.

The glazed light screen was taken back by Ying Zheng the moment he came in, luckily his father didn't see it.

The "Three Thousand Worlds" does not clearly stipulate whether it can be seen by others, and naturally it does not specify what consequences will be seen.Fusu didn't intend to challenge the unknown until he figured out the details of this thing, and he would not let this thing appear in front of Ying Zheng until he was completely sure.

It's just...it really hurts!

If the reaction is quicker, it won't hurt so much to retract it before it hits the ground.

Fusu sat in the arms of the old father, facing up and letting the other party seem to be full of momentum, but in fact he rubbed the place where his face was hit with extra gentle force.

The boy closed his eyes and allowed himself to do what he did, which was very pleasing to the eye. Ying Zheng pinched his son's fleshy face without changing his face. He paused for a while, still not satisfied, and pinched again.

But even if he was interrupted by this incident when he came, Ying Zheng never forgot why he came here.

"Fusu, are you studying recently?"

Feeling his face being rounded and flattened by the old father, Fusu dared not speak out.At this moment, King Qin asked a seemingly normal question from above.

The other party's tone was flat, as if he suddenly thought of mentioning it casually, but Fusu felt a little nervous.

"Recently I'm reading "Lu Shi Chun Qiu"."

Except for the "Three Thousand Realms", all of Fusu's actions were in the eyes of the old father, and he never thought of hiding anything.

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you see?" He really wanted to see it, and he was never afraid of what his little boy was thinking.

It is clear that he never kept this brat secret when he dealt with Lu Buwei.

Fusu hesitated for a while, and said honestly: "I think the writing is not bad. If you don't mind, father, you can use it as a reference."

"Fusu," Ying Zheng's tone became cold, "it's Gu who indulged you so much that you couldn't tell what to say and what not to say."

Fu Su pursed his lips and said, "Father, you obviously don't dislike him very much, why?"

Ying Zheng seemed to have remembered something unbearable to look back on, and said with disgust: "He wants too much, and I send him where he should go alone. This is the result of his insatiable greed."

"Oh......"

"That's it."

Ying Zheng put the cub back on the couch, and when he got up, his wide sleeves drew a graceful arc.

"Just pretend you didn't hear this, there will be no next time."

"Yes, father." Fusu said dejectedly, with visible annoyance on his face.

Ying Zheng thought about it for a while, and thought that he couldn't have the same knowledge as a four or five-year-old child. This kid knows nothing.So he still put his hand back on the child's head, gently squeezed it, and said: "Although you are precocious, you are still young, and you still don't understand the depth of the gap between Gu and Lu Buwei."

"Gu once promised that you would be willful in front of Gu, and this promise is still valid."

Gazing at the child's clear face full of doubts and annoyance, Ying Zheng's tone was very calm.

"have a good rest."

Fainted twice in three days, as a treasure bestowed on him by the heavens, is this kid Fusu in poor health?However, children of this age are lethargic, which is considered normal.

"Father, walk slowly—" Fu Sula said with a long tone.

When King Qin left, he intentionally or unintentionally ignored the bamboo slips piled up on and around the desk.

After all, as the lord of a country, he still has countless government affairs to attend to. "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" has a lot of content, and this kid read it, which just spared him a lot of time.

Walking out of the eldest son's bedroom, Ying Zheng glanced at the surrounding palace people, thinking casually.

It wasn't until Ying Zheng's figure completely disappeared in front of his eyes that Fusu heaved a sigh of relief.

It's so dangerous, so he shouldn't answer every question, knowing that mentioning Lu Buwei at this time is just jumping on the old father Lei's point, alas.

But he just couldn't understand, it was obviously a beneficial thing, why the father refused to do it?

Rao has been brought up by Ying Zheng's side until now, and he can already understand the emotions in Ying Zheng's emotions, but he still can't understand why they are affected.

Maybe it's like what the father said, he is still young, and he will understand when he grows up.

Fusu turned his head to look out of the window, the bright moon had already climbed up the treetops, and the clear light shed made the courtyard outside the window as clear as stagnant water.

He suddenly wanted to go for a walk in the courtyard.

It was only the father who left just now. If he went out and was reported to the father by the palace guards, and he learned that he went out to have a wind at night, his face would probably be bad again.

The servants in the palace opened the window, and the bright moon was covered outside, and the room became dark immediately.

Fusu closed her eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Under the distant bright moon, several pitch-black strange birds flew out, and their slender figures flashed away in the middle of the moon.

When his consciousness was hazy, Fusu felt that he was being led somewhere.

His eyelids trembled slightly, and he opened them slowly.In the pitch-black pupils, a vast fog was reflected.

I... where is this?

The road ahead is boundless, and someone is holding him, floating forward in the thick fog.

Am I... am I back in that dream again?

There was an icy temperature in front of him, and Fusu was held firmly in the arms of that person, who was still patting him gently, humming a song.

"There is Fusu in the mountains... There is Hehua in Xi... I don't see Zidu... but I see madness..."

"There are bridges and pine trees in the mountains... There are swimming dragons in Xi'an... I don’t see Zichong... I see cunning children..."

She sang the ballads passed down by Zheng Di, and the emotions flowing out of her singing were gentle and soft.

A burst of sour feelings suddenly surged in my heart, almost making Fusu cry.

He remembered that his father once said that his mother loved Zheng Guo's "Fusu on the Mountain" very much, and often hummed it for his father in the palace.So when he was born, his father named him "Fusu".

Fusu only saw that mother once when she was born. At that time, the woman had tried her best to give birth to him, her face was extremely pale, but she still insisted on being supported by the maids, holding him in her arms with trembling hands.

The newborn baby can't see the mother's appearance clearly, but he can feel the gentle eyes of the other party looking at him, like an old friend smiling in a trance, which comforts his wandering soul for thousands of years.

"Mother..." An inexplicable emotion surged in his chest, prompting Fusu to ask, "Is that you?"

The woman holding him didn't respond to him, but just hugged him in a baby-holding posture - it was obvious that he was a few years older, and this posture really made him feel awkward.

The woman ignored his slight struggle, patted his back, and continued to chant softly.

"There is Fusu in the mountains... There is Hehua in Xi... I don't see Zidu... but I see madness..."

It was still such a gentle voice, but for some reason, this song sounded a little weird.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the original twilight is gradually dissipating.A burst of drowsiness hit Fusu, trying to open his eyes and look up.

A voice in his heart told him that he could not sleep here, and once he fell asleep, he would not be able to wake up.

"Mother?"

He called out again, the woman hugging him had a beautiful face, which vaguely overlapped with the woman who looked at him happily with her head down.

The woman looked over with a smile, and the smile on her lips became softer, but Fusu felt chills in his heart.

"Mother, where are you taking me?"

"My son—" the woman finally responded to him, the corners of her lips slightly raised, "Mother will always be with you, okay?"

She was talking, but she was also singing Zheng Di's ballad at the same time.

"...There are bridges and pines in the mountains...There are dragons in Xi'an..."

Her limbs were firmly locked in the woman's arms. She looked weak, but she was very strong, almost strangling Fusu's small body.

"My son, my Fusu, go with mother..."

Fusu shuddered and struggled desperately.

"let me go!"

"...I don't see Zichong... I see Qiaotong..."

The gentle singing voice and the woman's faint voice sounded together, and Fusu only felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

With a single thought, three slender strings with shimmering lights appeared between his fingers.

"Ding ding...dang dong...jingling...clang..."

The sound of chains colliding gradually came from ahead, accompanied by icy cold coming from all directions.

"My son..."

The song the woman sang finally stopped, and she lifted the child in her arms in a different position, and said happily: "Come through the door in front, and mother will be with you forever!"

Her expression was so sincere and relieved, as if she was really happy to be with her child forever.

"Mother, where are you taking me?"

Fusu doesn't doubt that the illusory woman in front of her is indeed his mother, but...

Fusu pursed her lips, and the hands behind her back were drawn with blood marks drawn by the strings.

The woman hugged him back into her arms and said softly, "Fusu, mother misses you very much."

"But mother can't see you."

"The damned, hateful birds and flowers have finally disappeared, and mother can finally touch you."

The woman's dark pupils dilated in an instant, holding Fusu in one hand, pointing forward with the other, and said with a smile:

"We're almost home."

Fusu raised his head with difficulty, and saw three figures appearing in the thick fog ahead.One black and one white on both sides, and the man in the middle is bound by chains.The clanging sound that Fusu heard just now was the sound of the chains dragging and colliding on the ground.

And directly in front of them, a large mountain gate stood silently.The gate of the mountain looks like it was made of black iron, with terrifying ghosts and ghosts engraved on it, and it contains boundless Taoism.

On the blood-colored horizontal plaque, there are three eerie characters written——

gate of hell.

With a strange smile on her lips, the woman said in satisfaction, "Fusu, are you happy?"

The author has something to say: The eldest son who is so precise and jumping, by the way, this is a world view of gods and demons, so, spread your hands.jpg

Note:

Mountains have Fusu, Xi has Hehua.If you don't see your son, you will be crazy.

There are bridges and pine trees in the mountains, and there are wandering dragons in Xi'an. You don't see Zichong, but you see cunning children.

—— "The Book of Songs · Zheng Feng · Mountains with Fusu"