Chapter 47 Chapter 47 (with supplement) The Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Dad 1...
It's said sincerity is the most touching thing. The words "our family" truly are the softest, most heartwarming. Feng Pansheng's anger, initially aroused by the memory of a difficult incident, instantly dissipated. He smiled and said, "No rush. Wait until Bai Zhu changes the dressing on your foot before you leave."
Zhuozhuo wiggled his little feet, "I don't feel any pain anymore."
"Even if the pain is gone, you have to wait for the doctor to see you."
Feng Pansheng once lived a life of living on the edge of a knife. The most serious injury he had received was a knife wound from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. His intestines were all flowing out, but he stuffed them back in without blinking and then fell into coma. He was half-dead for half a month and had numerous close calls with death, but he managed to survive.
But now, Feng Pansheng couldn't let go of the small scratch on Zhuozhuo's body. He knew rationally that it would be fine, but he couldn't help but think about it in his heart. He thought this kind of emotion was very interesting, and he hadn't experienced it in twenty years.
Children recover quickly, and it doesn't hurt when the blisters on their feet are popped. After one night, Zhuozhuo was almost able to walk, but because someone was holding her, she didn't take the initiative to ask to walk on her own.
Bai Zhu thought Feng Pansheng asked him to come over because Zhuo Zhuo was tired and sore last night. After hearing Feng Pansheng's concern, he checked Zhuo Zhuo in silence. A thin layer of skin had grown on the places where she was rubbed.
But Bai Zhu was well versed in the ways of a minister, so he wouldn't just say Zhuozhuo was fine. He said, "Miss, you're in good health. Just be careful not to run around too much these days."
Children are lively and active, so it is definitely impossible to restrict their movements. However, Feng Pansheng, the old father, is really worried and cannot stop Zhuozhuo from playing. Bai Zhu's authoritative words are just right. He can ask Zhuozhuo to stop and rest when she is playing too much, and he can also put the blame on her when she is unhappy.
However, children's behavior and thoughts are difficult for adults to predict.
When Zhuozhuo saw the carriage, he suddenly had an idea, "Daddy, I want to ride a big horse."
Feng Pansheng's first reaction was that Zhuozhuo was trying to ride on his neck, so he subconsciously lifted her up. Only when he felt her leaning toward the horse did he suddenly realize what was going on. He hugged Zhuozhuo again and discussed with her, "The horses here are too big and are for adults. How about I find you a pony when we get home?"
"There's also a pony!" Zhuozhuo was surprised.
"Yes, there are ponies for children just like Zhuo Zhuo. Pick one you like and you can grow up together."
Zhuozhuo agreed excitedly, but she didn't even make it to Prince Li's mansion. She fell asleep in Feng Pansheng's arms, and when she woke up, she had completely forgotten about Xiao Ma.
Feng Pansheng suppressed the people inside and outside the court with great force. Everyone was waiting for him to force Emperor Zhengping to write the abdication edict and then quickly welcome the new emperor to the throne. Unexpectedly, he returned to Prince Li's Mansion after the morning court session.
What does this mean? Burning the Heavenly Prison, slaughtering court officials, and threatening Emperor Zhengping—was this just a way to vent his emotions? Is Feng Pansheng so unmoved by power?
Everyone was very confused, but some people hoped that Feng Pansheng would give clear instructions as soon as possible, while some people had already begun to guess the "holy will".
Judging from the fact that King Li's "rebellion" had become so easy, he had the ability to force the emperor to abdicate long ago. He didn't do this before, and it didn't seem like he was soft-hearted or concerned about family ties. He probably just wanted a legitimate opportunity, but he waited for a long time and didn't get it, so he didn't want to wait any longer.
However, the Zhou Dynasty promoted Confucianism and adhered to the principles of propriety and law in everything it did. Emperor Zhengping had committed no unforgivable offenses. Could King Li just say, "I'm going to be the emperor, you step down?" Of course not. He would be cursed to death by future generations.
So, King Li wanted to be the emperor, but it was not because he wanted to be the emperor, but because the court officials and the people of the world wanted him to be the emperor. King Li became the emperor because it was the people's wish, and he had to do it!
Emperor Zhengping could not simply write an edict of abdication. Before doing so, he had to write an edict of self-criticism, admitting his guilt and declaring his intention to abdicate and give way to a virtuous person. King Li, under the petition of the people and the pressure of his ministers, took over, which was a legitimate act for the country and the people.
After thinking about this, the ministers took great action and immediately sent people to various counties and cities in the Great Zhou to collect the "Wanmin Umbrella". The respected old ministers, led by the prime minister, invited the royal elders to persuade Emperor Zhengping to write a self-criticism edict.
The reason for such a roundabout approach was that the ministers believed that if they wanted the throne to be transferred to King Li perfectly and without any flaws, there should be no more bloodshed after the morning court session ended that day, and the matter had to be completed peacefully and gently.
Outsiders don't know what kind of mood Emperor Zhengping was in when facing the ministers and clan elders who had changed their attitude, but Feng Pansheng, one of the parties involved, didn't care about the ups and downs in the outside world at all, and just spent a leisurely day in the palace with Zhuozhuo.
Prince Li's mansion wasn't as large, nor as picturesque, as the Imperial Palace, but because Feng Pansheng had stored his garbage there for nine years, it held many traces of his life. Zhuozhuo had been wandering around like a treasure hunter these days, always delighted by the things he found.
That day, Zhuozhuo ran to a large empty square. She asked Qiuyu what this place was used for. Qiuyu said it was a martial arts training ground.
During those nine years, Feng Pansheng and the guards who stayed in the mansion could not practice martial arts here openly, so he let everyone compete in Cuju, horse racing, touhu, etc., to practice martial arts in the form of fun.
However, these alone are not enough. The secret guards and bodyguards take turns guarding the palace, and their real training ground is in a mountain outside the capital.
Qiuyu pointed to the flagpole in the middle of the martial arts arena and said, "There's a wooden stake next to it. It's what was left after the previous flagpole was cut down."
Zhuozhuo said, "Did Daddy cut it off?"
"Yes, the master is very talented in martial arts, and his strength is far beyond that of ordinary people." Qiuyu said with respect. Feng Pan had a difficult childhood and was in poor health. When he just returned to the Great Zhou, he was not even as tall as an eight-year-old child, but the blood of the Jiang family in his body gave him extraordinary fighting power.
When Zhuozhuo heard this, she ran over to check out the wooden stake. When she got closer, she realized there was someone behind the arena. She tilted her head and looked for a moment before recognizing him. "Uncle Shen, you've changed a lot."
In her etched memory, Shen Xingyun was a high-spirited figure, riding a tall horse, very talkative, and very fond of her. He was a very bright character. But now, although Shen Xingyun looked bright and smiling, he exuded confusion from the inside out, as if he was trapped in a cellar with no exit.
Shen Xingyun smiled bitterly, “After meeting the little princess, people will change.”
"Oh." Zhuozhuo didn't look like he was going to leave, just looking at Shen Xingyun.
Shen Xingyun seemed to be seen through by that clear gaze, and gradually became uncomfortable. He laughed at himself in his heart, saying that he was not even as good as a child. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Zhuo Zhuo. She said childishly, "Uncle Shen, aren't you and Daddy good friends now?"
Shen Xingyun was silent for a moment, unsure how to respond. He used to think he and Feng Pansheng were close friends, but in recent years he'd become increasingly aware of their differences. Now he wasn't even sure Feng Pansheng considered him a friend.
After a while, seeing that Zhuozhuo had been waiting for him to speak, Shen Xingyun said helplessly: “Why do you ask?”
"You had a fight and don't want to play together anymore." Zhuozhuo expressed his understanding.
"I guess so..." Shen Xingyun wanted to be vague, but he felt very unwilling, so he simply said to Zhuo Zhuo: "I find that I have never understood your father. I don't know what he is thinking. Does he still have a heart?"
At the end of the story, Shen Xingyun was a little excited. Even on the night of the burning of the Sky Prison, he did not expect Feng Pansheng to massacre the court officials.
Zhuozhuo was frightened and retreated into the autumn wind and rain, still saying: "My father is thoughtful, beating his heart."
Shen Xingyun quickly adjusted his mood, but still said with deep sorrow: "Why did you kill so many people?" He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. He shouldn't have said this to the child, but before he could change the subject, he heard Zhuozhuo say doubtfully: "Can't you kill people if you have the will? My father didn't kill people indiscriminately."
These words were like a slap in the face, and Shen Xingyun instantly woke up from his confusion and his mind became clear. He had been brooding over Feng Pansheng's murder, but he forgot that when power changes, there will always be casualties.
Feng Pansheng had killed some people, but he had also prevented the deaths of many more. This was because the succession to the throne was always a fight to the death. If the winner could not be determined quickly, the stalemate would drag more and more people into the vortex of death.
Feng Pansheng's approach may seem cruel and cold-blooded, but it is actually the fastest and most effective suppression.
After figuring this out, Shen Xingyun laughed out loud. He boasted about his intelligence, but he couldn't see or understand anything as clearly as a three-year-old child! After laughing, Shen Xingyun bowed solemnly to Zhuo Zhuo and said, "Thank you, little princess, for your guidance. I am very grateful."
9972 watched Shen Xingyun's self-strategy and felt a little tired. He wanted to tell him loudly that his entanglement and worries were all right, and Feng Pansheng would really become a bloodthirsty tyrant!
But after observing how Tianfeng Pansheng and Zhuozhuo interact these days, 9972 feels there's a good chance he'll change, and Zhuozhuo can't be wrong. Well, let it be, don't overthink it. Being a salted fish with no desires is the happiest thing.
Zhuozhuo was confused and felt that Shen Xingyun's state of being depressed and laughing at the same time was not good, so he said with concern: "Uncle Shen, go find my father." Ask my father to call Uncle Baizhu to come and see you.
"Yes, I'm going to apologize to the prince." Shen Xingyun admired Zhuo Zhuo even more. "I'll go first."
Zhuozhuo tilted her head, a little worried about Shen Xingyun, but 9972 said he would be fine, so she didn't follow him back, but went to study the wooden stake with great interest.
The cut of the wooden stake was smooth, and it was obvious that it was cut in half with great force. Zhuozhuo circled the stake many times, saying that his father was so powerful.
There were no trees to shade the martial arts arena, so Zhuozhuo was sweating profusely after playing there for a while. She then ran to the small lake to look at the koi, drooling as she did so. But she had already eaten one yesterday, so she couldn't eat another today.
It wasn't that Feng Pan was being mean; it was Zhuo Zhuo who, for some reason, had become obsessed with all sorts of koi in this world. She was young, and eating too much of one thing would easily make her sick of it, leading her to never want to eat it again.
While there's no scientific basis for this, it's still quite upsetting to suddenly dislike something you particularly enjoy. And from a nutritional perspective alone, Zhuozhuo couldn't eat fish every meal, so Feng Pansheng limited her to one fish every three days.
However, when children want to eat, they can come up with ten thousand reasons.
Yesterday, a koi fish jumped onto the shore in a scramble for food by flicking its tail. Zhuozhuo said that it was Fat Fish that jumped up on its own because Fish wanted her to eat it.
The day before yesterday, a koi was knocked over by its companions while fighting for food. Zhuozhuo said that the fish died with its belly turned over, and it would be a pity not to eat it.
The day before yesterday, a koi's tail hit Zhuozhuo's hand. Zhuozhuo said that the fish hit her with its tail and she wanted to eat its tail.
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In short, Zhuozhuo eats fish every day. What excuse will she come up with today?
After a while, Zhuozhuo said with shining eyes: "Sister Qiuyu! Uncle Shen and Dad have reconciled. Let's eat fish to celebrate!"
In the study, Feng Pansheng had just finished listening to Shen Xingyun's lengthy confession, self-examination, and declaration of loyalty when a guard came to report, "Master, the young master has fished up another koi and has sent it to the kitchen."
Feng Pansheng moved his hand on the table and subconsciously looked at Shen Xingyun.
Shen Xingyun hadn't expected Feng Pansheng to immediately forgive him, a "traitor" whose friendship and career had been shaken. He thought Feng Pansheng was hinting at him to praise Zhuozhuo. It wasn't difficult at all; he didn't even need to prepare. He took a deep breath and was about to start praising him, but then he heard Feng Pansheng say, "Stay for lunch."
"ah?"
Feng Pansheng said calmly, "Eat more fish."
He has eaten enough, so he will fill up this broken lake tonight and throw out all the stinky fish in the lake. From now on, no fish, no shrimp, and no water-borne things are allowed in the kitchen of Prince Li's mansion!
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