my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 7 Zhao Ying: I seem to have forgotten something
There was a flash of anticipation in his eyes that he didn't even notice at the time.

No one could expect more than him that this son would repent, change his past, and become the enterprising, smart and courageous eldest son again, and then take over this huge empire from himself.

However, knowing a son is like a father, he knows that his son's temperament is as stubborn and stubborn as when he was young, and he may not be able to turn back from the path he has set his mind on.

……

The son Fusu is resolute and brave, trusts people and works hard, and has a kind heart. Regardless of his iron attributes, he is really a very attractive person.

In addition, Fusu was also the eldest son of the Great Qin Dynasty, so he was deeply loved and valued by the First Emperor, and he had many followers in the court and the opposition.As the eldest son Fusu left the palace, he angered the first emperor because he advised the first emperor not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and was expelled from Xianyang. The news of going to Shangjun was also driven by caring people and spread.

The court shook.

Many people were moved to tears and spontaneously gathered in front of Mr. Fusu's mansion, wanting to see Mr. Fusu off.

However, when they arrived at Mr. Fusu's mansion, they realized that the gate of Mr. Fusu's mansion was closed, and Mr. Fusu whom they had been thinking about had already disappeared.

Everyone: ...

However, fortunately, Fusu's reputation in Xianyang City is really high.

He is like a firefly, with some eye-catching brilliance. Although he travels low-key, he still quickly attracted the attention of passers-by on the road.

"Sir, go slowly—"

"My lord, take care—"

"Bon voyage, son—"

"..."

Along the way, people on both sides of the road gathered spontaneously to see him off. Some excited students and people even blocked the way of the carriage and knelt on the road.

Fusu could only jump off the carriage, help them up one by one by himself, and then gave a deep salute to all four.

"Fusu, I would like to thank all the folks and elders for your kindness -- but I have a mission, and it is inconvenient to stay for a long time. Please make room for me to drive and drive..."

Only then did the crowd reluctantly give way.

Therefore, because of these, when he was about to leave the city gate of Xianyang, these people really caught up with Fusu's carriage.

Don't think that Fusu's followers are only officials in the court and those students who are studying. In fact, the most loyal supporters around him are those remnants of the Six Kingdoms.

Because the Six Kingdoms have perished, Fusu, the eldest son who supports the enfeoffment system, is their greatest hope.

Although Fusu failed to live up to expectations and was expelled from Xianyang by Qin Shihuang, even so, he was still the eldest son of Daqin, the only hope they could have at present.

It's like a group of drowning people, even if they know that what they are holding is just a straw, they will hold it tightly in their hands, and they are not willing to let go.

What's more, Fusu is not some insignificant straw, he is the most capable, most prestigious and popular eldest son of Daqin, and the heir most likely to take over the supreme authority of the Daqin Empire!
There are countless followers under his command.

Now that Mr. Fusu offended the first emperor and was expelled from Xianyang, it seemed that he was in the cold, but in the eyes of these remnants of the Six Kingdoms, it might not be another opportunity that he didn't dare to hope for before!

An opportunity to pry open a rift between the most powerful father and son in Daqin!

Now that the rift has appeared, let it grow bigger and more dangerous!

Only when the world is in chaos and the Great Qin Empire falls apart, can they see the hope of rising again.

For this hope, many of them are even ready to sacrifice at any time.

So, they came, and they came with a huge momentum, without any hindrance, and almost gathered all the strengths of the nobles of the six countries in Xianyang. See their support for Mr. Fusu!
It's a pity that Mr. Fusu is not a fool, and he doesn't intend to have anything to do with them at this time.His eyes were calm and unwavering, and he never stopped on them. Even if they weren't blocking the way, he couldn't turn a blind eye and didn't even want to look at them.

"Walk--"

But when the corner of his eyes passed the crowd, he inadvertently landed on an old man with a pale beard and hair, a thin figure, and a straight waist, surrounded by a group of young students spontaneously in the middle.

But he couldn't help being awed.

My dear teacher, a master of Confucianism, Chun Yuyue!

"Stop—"

Seeing the gray-haired Chun Yuyue leading a group of Confucian disciples appear in sight, Fusu raised his arms, stopped the carriage again, pushed aside the crowd, and walked up to him quickly.

"teacher……"

"Son..."

Chunyu Yue bowed back meticulously.

The pair of master and apprentice looked at each other silently.

"Young Master, do you regret..."

The reversing autumn wind blew Chunyu Yue's gray beard a little messy, making him look even more aged and sad at the age of seventy.

"No regrets--"

With a solemn expression, Fusu saluted Chunyu Yueshen.

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening. The government of the king is the road of the emperor. If there must be sacrifices on this road, please start with Fusu!"

"Young master, the old man is here to do a good job for you—"

Chunyu Yue's expression was moved, he solemnly raised his hands, straightened his crown belt, and then gave a deep salute to Fusu, and all the Confucian disciples who followed him also bowed and saluted in unison.

A gust of autumn wind blows, and the two sets of decayed grass on the official road are luxuriant, and the messy yellow leaves are flying like butterflies.

This scene actually had a somewhat tragic and desolate flavor.

……

Sending Fusu away, Zhao Ying felt as if he had forgotten something, and he didn't realize it until his stomach gurgled again.

When it was time for dinner, my cheap father came back from the palace, and was sent away by himself before he had eaten...

cough--

Mistake!

But it's not a big problem. I have prepared a lot of exquisite snacks for him. I'm sure he won't be hungry. I think he will like it too, right?

Dad is gone, we should eat or have to eat.

He usually doesn't eat with his family very much, after all, his recent appetite is a bit too exaggerated.

But today's situation is special, as my eldest son, I have to make a show and have a meal with everyone.

It's just that except for myself, everyone seems to be not very interested.

The entire Fusu mansion was still immersed in the sense of loss that the host had just been expelled, which made the atmosphere of the whole lunch very dull.

Especially Mi Ji, who has no appetite at all, just took a few bites, excused being tired, and went back to the room to rest. Although my cheap brother and cheap sister are heartless, children can't eat a few mouthfuls, and after a while Just ran and played.

Zhao Ying thinks so.

As a son, it seems that he should express his disappointment of losing his father to some extent, but he glanced at the food from the corner of his eyes and decided to forget it and cook honestly.

Shameful waste!
(End of this chapter)