My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 60 The First Conversation with Han Feizi

Han Fei was sitting in the new hall thinking.

Beside him are two young beauties, both of which were rewards from the King of Qin.They clung to Han Fei's side from left to right, making Han Fei sit upright and dare not move.

A true nobleman is one who remains unmoved when a beautiful woman comes to his side; instead of hugging beautiful women every day to show his nobility.

Han Fei was obviously the former.

When Fusu entered the hall, he saw such a strange scene.

A man with a fair complexion, a high crown and wide sleeves, sat in front of the desk with a serious and even slightly sad face. His neck was propped up high, and his eyes were motionless, like a hen in a daze.

"Are you the son of South Korea?"

Fusu came over.

Seeing Fusu approaching, the two beauties immediately lowered their heads.

As for Fusu, he was wearing a black robe and a crane cloak, his eyes were like stars, he had not yet put on his crown, his hair was still tied up at the back, and he was still very handsome.

Fusu was a little disappointed when he saw Han Fei. Why was he actually a 40-year-old man?
There are strands of white hair on his temples.

Although Han Fei was treated courteously by the King of Qin along the way, and Ying Zheng gave him the honor of not having to meet him when he saw him, he was still cautious.

When he saw Fusu, he stood up and bowed to Fusu.

"Han Chenfei, hello, the Crown Prince of Qin."

Although Han Fei was born with a stuttering problem, he has overcome many problems through many acquired efforts.

In order to maintain normal communication with other people, he always spoke only two, three or four words to summarize what he wanted to say and then paused to help himself sound about the same speed as normal people.

But even so, Fusu could still feel a little abnormal from his accent and speech speed.

"I heard that you are already a minister of our Qin State. You should call yourself a minister." Fusu said.

Han Fei paused naturally.

Liang behind him couldn't help but praise secretly after hearing this.

The prince is worthy of being a prince.

Fusu took the initiative and sat down on the mat, warming his hands around the charcoal basin.Han Fei looked around and didn't know where he should sit.

Unexpectedly, the king of Qin is polite, but the prince of Qin is so casual.

Fusu saw that Han Fei was uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to move a cushion for him and asked him to sit by the charcoal basin together.

At this time, the sky was gray, and heavy snowflakes suddenly flew down in the air.

There was a faint crackling sound from time to time in the charcoal brazier.

"From now on, you will be a member of my Yuyang Palace. In this palace, no one will dare to bully you except my father-in-law. You just write articles here."

Han Fei felt a little uncomfortable. The prince of Qin was so different from what he thought.

"Thank you, Prince."

"Father Jun said that if I have any questions in the future, I can come and ask you for advice. Does this mean that you will be my master from now on?"

Han Fei was surprised. Did the king tell the prince like this?Zhao Gao, who invited himself to Yuyang Palace, said that the king just invited him to live here, and also said that this was the palace of Prince Fusu.

"The minister has not heard the edict."

Even if it was four words, as long as it was a sentence, it would be very difficult for Han Fei to say it.

"When I finish writing all the words, I will ask Father-in-law to make you my tutor. How about it?"

Han Fei nodded, "No, thank you, Prince, appreciate it."

Han Fei was confused for a moment and wanted to say something else to Fusu to make the child happy and gain his trust in the future.

But Fusu is different.As he grew up, the furthest place he went to was the outskirts of Xianyang City; he was naturally curious about what Korea was like.

"No, how big is South Korea?"

When Han Fei heard this, he finally closed his mouth again.

He was angry and it showed on his face.

Liang was helpless and could only look up at the beams.

Xinze had a faint smile on his face and recorded what Fusu and Han Fei said.

Fusu asked again, "Are the people in South Korea as tall as the people in Qin? They say that the people in Qin are the tallest among the seven countries."

Fusu had always been curious. It was said that people from Qin were a head taller than people from other countries.Especially taller than Koreans.

From the perspective of biology and history, Fusu wanted to explore the genetic differences between people in different countries during the pre-Qin period.

Fei frowned, with a dark face, and said calmly, "Tall people don't belong in one country; the reason why some people say that the people in Qin State are the tallest among the seven countries. That's because he saw People from Qin are taller than people from the Six Kingdoms he has seen, so he will come to this conclusion."

"Actually, the tallest warrior in Qin is not necessarily taller than the tallest warrior in Qi; the shortest man in South Korea is not necessarily shorter than the shortest man in Qin."

As the letter was being excerpted, he couldn't help but look sideways at Han Fei a few more times.

Chen Liang hoped that the prince could say less words.

"So, the people of Qin and the Six Kingdoms are all the same height?"

"The prestige of Qin is greater than that of the six countries." Han Fei replied.

Fusu was rarely choked.

He asked Han Fei again.

"Do you think Qin is better or South Korea is better?"

When Han Fei heard this question, he stopped talking and looked down at the charcoal basin.

It was quiet all around, and the sound of the north wind outside could be heard in the hall.

Everyone looked at Han Fei, but he still had no intention of giving in.

He was unwilling to tell lies just to please Fusu.

Fusu naturally admired Han Fei's refusal to lie.

In today's world, there are very few people who are loyal to the emperor and ministers who are patriotic.

And Han Fei was such a person.

Fusu stood up slowly and bowed respectfully to Han Fei, "Fusu bid farewell and will visit the teacher another day."

Han Fei hurriedly stood up, but Fusu had already walked out the door.

Xin hurriedly put away his pen and knife and hurriedly chased him out.

Han Fei was sitting in the palace, muttering to himself, "When did I become the master of the Crown Prince of Qin?"

Fusu quickly returned to his palace, feeling extremely excited.

He kept saying in his mouth, "As expected of a person who can be honored as a son, he is extremely talented and has a noble character."

"Such a person, I must let him be my master, or Taifu, a person with a ribbon."

"Hurry up and think of a way for me."

Fusu paced back and forth in the palace excitedly, much like the way Ying Zheng showed himself to all his cronies in Zhangtai Palace.

Liang bowed his head and said, "Prince, this is a matter that can only be decided by the King. We are soft-spoken, even if we ask to see the King, we may not be received by the King."

Last time, he took great pains to ask the queen to get the matter settled.

If he told Zhao Gao directly, Zhao Gao would make his own claim on such a matter and would not tell Ying Zheng directly.

Xin's eyes are piercing.He offered Fusu the most feasible strategy, "As long as the prince can calm down and study hard, with the king's character, he will give Han Fei to the prince as soon as he is happy."

"Reading, I hate reading the most."

I have been reading for 17 years and I am still reading!My butt is covered with sores!

"I want to leave the palace and lead troops to fight!"

"I'm going to reform Qin's laws, so what's the matter with locking me in the palace?"

Just as Fusu stomped back and forth angrily, Li Si was waiting outside the palace gate.

"Prince, the doctor Li Si has arrived outside the door, asking to see the prince."

The work of streamlining the text was handled by many scribes led by Li Si.

Likewise, he was also the sole contact between Fusu and numerous scribes.

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