My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 775: Same person, different fate!

In Changle Palace.

The Queen was rocking the cradle, singing softly and shaking the rattle.

To be honest, rattle is a good thing. It has existed since ancient times and is a great tool for coaxing babies.

The queen had another son. With two beloved children, she became even more beautiful, and the radiance of motherhood added another charm to her.

The queen was completely immersed in the joy of being a mother and a wife.

When the summer sun shone on her, her inky black hair covered her snow-white, slender neck like a dark cloud. Occasionally, a faint body fragrance wafted from her slightly open collar.

There is a beautiful woman. I will never forget her when I see her.

It’s not an exaggeration at all.

The Second Emperor looked at the Queen and felt an inexplicable pity in his heart.

But he came to see the Queen today not just to do that kind of thing.

The emperor and the empress were teasing the little one in the cradle together. Gongzi Shen's pair of lotus-root-like pink arms stretched out from the yellow sleeves and kept teasing the baby.

When they are having fun, they kick the air wildly with their limbs, and the palace is filled with the laughter of babies.

The emperor suddenly said to the queen, "I plan to let Yao spend half a month every month to accompany the emperor and entertain him."

Fusu did not ask the queen for her opinion, but directly informed her of his decision.

The singing stopped, the rattles stopped shaking, and the laughter in the hall stopped.

Feng Wanwan looked at the emperor's profile. That angular face sometimes reminded her of the sharp peaks on the mountains, or the icicles frozen in the ice cellar below.

The queen smiled out of habit, but the muscles at the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Let Yao pass?"

"Correct."

The Queen's mind flashed back to what happened early in the morning three days ago.

Yao looked at his biological brother and couldn't help but say with envy, "Same person, different fate. My brother and I are both children of the Emperor and the Empress, but we have completely different fates."

"My younger brother can enjoy the love of our father and mother without restraint, but it's different for me."

After all, the Queen was Yao's mother, and her heart broke when she heard her son's emotion like that.

Stability means standardization and following old habits.

If the Qin Empire continued to exist, if nothing unexpected happened, almost all the crown princes would have to be trained according to the standardized training model in the palace of Qin Shihuang and Qin Ershi.

This means that until the abdication or death of Qin II, Prince Yao will have to study every day. When he comes of age, he will start waiting to take the throne.

This kind of repressive training model will either produce a king who can endure all hardships and is aloof and cold, or it will produce a loser who cannot withstand these things and becomes psychologically alienated.

Not long ago, the Queen was considering whether to have a frank talk with the Emperor about Yao's education methods. He believed that Yao had his own ideas, and that one should not impose one's will on him. Over time, it would inevitably cause conflicts and discord between father and son.

But it was Fusu's first time being a father, so he had no experience.

Our experience shows that this is how Qin Shi Huang was a father in the past. He threw his children to a teacher. If the child was taught well, it was his credit; if the child was not taught well, it was the teacher's fault.

However, Fusu believed that he was definitely a more responsible father than Ying Zheng. At least Fusu did not intend to use Yao, but instead put all his resources and chips on this child to ensure that Yao could become the third-generation emperor he desired in the future.

"Only an emperor can teach an emperor. The emperor is still too idle, and Yao is just a child."

"Letting Yao follow those scholars who only know how to study classics, history, and recite Confucius' words every day will only turn Yao into an unreasonable nerd in the end."

"It would be better to send Yao to play with the emperor. Firstly, the emperor will not be so lonely. Secondly, Yao will have five days every month to live and eat with the emperor."

"With the Emperor himself teaching Yao, I think Yao's future will not be too bad."

Fusu spoke seriously, and the queen's slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed.

"Your Majesty, if this is the case, I think Yao will be very happy too. This is a win-win solution for everyone."

"If the emperor is allowed to live alone in Yuzhen Palace without anyone to accompany him, something bad is bound to happen given his personality. And Yao keeps yelling that his masters are all nerds."

"If Your Majesty can show mercy and allow the two of them to meet for a few days every month, I think the Emperor and Yao will be very happy."

Fusu looked at Feng Wanwan, slightly surprised. The queen's beauty dazzled people from time to time, and her tolerance and generosity always made Fusu admire her.

"As long as you agree. I'm worried that you won't be able to bear to leave Yao'er."

The Queen then remembered that Yao had spent all his time accompanying the Emperor, so wouldn't that mean she had less time to spend with him?

The queen put her hands back into her sleeves, and her long nails pointed inward, stabbing her palms like a sword.

The queen lowered her head and turned her back. She didn't even dare to face him.

She sacrificed her son to help His Majesty, Feng, and herself. What a crazy mother she was.

The queen said with a hint of sadness, "If you gain something, you must lose something."

But when she turned around, she saw Fusu had already carried Prince Shen to the outer hall to tease him.

The queen looked at Prince Shen, who was laughing with joy with his limbs spread out, and she couldn't help but worry about her eldest son Yao.

She always felt that she owed her eldest son too much, and that the second son treated Yao too unfairly.

But what can she do?

Soon, Yao was sent to Yuzhen Palace.

As expected, Qin Shihuang, who transcended human weaknesses, would not care about Fusu's economic blockade against him. He continued to eat and drink happily every day.

When Qin Shihuang saw Yao appear at his door, he could not believe his eyes.

"Whose child are you?"

"My father is the Second Emperor of Qin."

Ying Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up, he rushed down from his seat and picked up Yao high in his arms.

"Good boy, let me take a good look at you."

"I haven't seen you in over a year."

Ying Zheng kissed and hugged Yao, and Yao had never felt such love from his family.

Everyone was very polite to him, except the First Emperor.

Ying Zheng's love for Yao was true love.

There is no way a father and son are as close as a grandfather and grandson.

"Kid, have you done something wrong?" Ying Zheng quickly realized that it was unusual for Yao to come here, and asked him with a dark face.

Yao rubbed the back of his head, "The teacher fell asleep in class, so I stuffed two pens in his nose. Does that count?"

This time, Ying Zheng laughed even louder, so loud that it almost blew the roof off.

Ying Zheng took Yao to play in Yuzhen Palace for a while.

"Are you the prince now, boy?"

"Not yet. My father said that he would wait until I was eight years old and then personally appoint me as the crown prince." Yao had a bright smile on his face.

Yao still respects his father from the bottom of his heart.

Because his father actually overthrew his grandfather.

My grandfather was such a strong and powerful person that everyone was in awe of him; whereas my father was a very approachable person that everyone felt close to.

My grandfather was like an unruly tiger, while my father was like a patient and docile sheep.

No one expected that in the end the sheep actually locked the tiger in a cage.

After Yao personally saw his grandfather, who was no longer as powerful as before, in Yuzhen Palace, he felt a heartfelt admiration for his father.

At this time, the aged Ying Zheng touched Yao's shoulder and said, "In this world, only your own words count. As for what others say, don't take it too seriously."

Although Yao was still very young at that time, he did not understand the meaning of this sentence; but he vaguely realized that his grandfather was reminding him to be wary of his father.

(End of this chapter)