my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 4

But now, it's just a gamble.

It is a bet that there are the eyes and ears of the first emperor here, and today's words, including the previous words to dissuade Fusu, can be accurately transmitted to the first emperor's ears.

Otherwise, with my own grandson who is about to be expelled from Xianyang and rushed to Shangjun to eat sand, how could he get into the sight of the first emperor?

You know, I am not the only grandson of the first emperor, but one of more than 100 grandsons.

And it's an unremarkable one.

"If you want to talk about hard work, it is natural to count the frontier fortress. The road in South Vietnam is far away, but it is full of poisonous insects and miasma, and it is too dangerous. Shangjun is just right. Although the wind and sand blows all day and the weather is very cold, it is true that there will be some hardships, but there will be no life. risk."

Speaking of this, Zhao Ying comforted Mi Ji who was getting more and more flustered.

"Don't worry, Auntie. There is General Meng Tian in the upper county, and there are 30 troops in command. It's safe for Ah Weng to go here. What's more, General Meng Tian has always been close to Ah Weng—he won't really suffer..."

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

Although Mi Ji was born in the royal family of Chu and was once a princess of a country, she has never understood these important affairs in the court. When she heard that Fusu was going to persuade the first emperor, and it was very likely to offend the first emperor, she was already at a loss. After my son made such a reasonable and well-founded analysis, he became even more flustered and completely lost his mind.

Where can I take care of other things?

You can only let your son do what you want.

Zhao Ying: ...

I finally understood, where did my mother's beauty come from?

IQ changed!

Therefore, Mi Ji, who is the hostess of Mr. Fusu's house, so foolishly gave up the dominance of the family, watched her son helplessly pack her husband's luggage, and 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 went back to the house very thoughtfully, took out the fox fur cloak she had just sewn for her husband, carefully folded it, and stuffed it into the luggage.

It's cold and windy in Shangjun, so don't freeze your husband to death!
The madam and the young master are already busy, so what else can those servants say?
Work!

Fortunately, Fusu didn't see this scene, otherwise, if he didn't go to the palace, he would be pissed off by his wife's IQ.

Here, Fusu Gongzi's mansion is still performing the drama of mother's kindness and son's filial piety.

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

"Don't worry, Eldest Father is only angry for a while, and won't be really embarrassed. Ah Weng will only suffer a little when he goes, and nothing serious will happen—it's a pity..."

Having said that, Zhao Ying sighed in a serious manner again.

"What a pity..."

Mi Ji has now been flustered by Zhao Ying's analysis, subconsciously cooperating with her.

Without realizing it, the old servant who had been waiting in the corner of the hall had quietly pricked up his ears.

"It's a pity that Ah Weng, with his Confucian benevolence, can't understand the great father's hard work..."

Mr. Fusu wants to go far away, that's a big deal.

You must prepare some clothes to keep out the cold, you must bring some maids to serve, you must have an arrangement for the accompanying guards, the journey is long, you must prepare some long-lasting dried meat snacks, shoes, hats, Unlined clothes, jackets, all kinds of clothes came down, and they just packed up two big carts, plus the carriage that Young Master Fusu usually made, tsk——

A whole three carriages.

Just wait for my son to go away——

Cough cough, just waiting for my young master to come back from the palace and set off to go north.

This scene is somewhat weird.

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

……

So, when Fusu came back with a heavy heart, and was about to tell his family the bad news that he was driven out of Xianyang by the first emperor and was about to go to Shangjun to supervise the army.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw three neatly arranged carriages prepared for him by his elder brother, and the maid guards who were already standing neatly.

Looking at this posture, it is clear that he is going to travel far away.

Is His Majesty so impatient to drive him away from Xianyang?

It seems that this time, Ah Weng was really annoyed, and he was extremely disappointed in himself.Thinking of this, Fusu couldn't help feeling miserable, and couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face.

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

Stretching out his arms, he hugged his wife vigorously, and then hugged his two sons. Then he bent down and gently hugged his little daughter in his arms.

"Husband..."

Mi Ji shed tears without saying a word.

Since she married Fusu, she has never experienced such a thing.

"I'm sorry for making you worry—"

Fusu had an apologetic smile on his face.

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

With the last sliver of luck in hand, Jin Ji asked her husband for proof.

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

Fusu "understands" in his heart.

He is too familiar with himself, this old man, this is very Qin Shihuang, he has no doubts at all.

He could only nod with a wry smile.

"Well, I just received an order from A Weng to go to the county supervising army for a while..."

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

Everything was exactly as expected by the young master!
It would be considered normal if this prediction came from the hands of several ministers in the court, but you must know that the young master is only a young man under sixteen!He has never set foot in the imperial court, and has also been in contact with government affairs, so when calculated in this way, this wisdom is a bit extraordinary.

"I'm fine, it's just that I'm going, everything at home can only be hard on you..."

Speaking of this, Fusu's heart suddenly moved, and he glanced at Hao Da'er, who was standing obediently by the side with his hands down, inexplicably remembered the conversation he had before going to the palace, paused, and confessed.

"Ying'er is almost an adult now, if there is something unresolved, you can discuss it with Ying'er..."

Having said that, he turned his head and confessed to Zhao Ying.

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

After a moment of hesitation, he added.

"If it's possible, I will honor your elder father on behalf of Awon Duoduo..."

Zhao Ying couldn't help complaining in his heart, if you really have this kind of filial piety, how many times will it be bad for Daddy Shaoqi?

However, there was not enough abnormality on his face, and he responded by patting his chest on the side.

"You just go at ease, leave everything at home to the child, and I promise to take care of you properly..."

Fusu couldn't help feeling relieved.

If you have a son like this, what more can you ask for!
(End of this chapter)