Chapter 582 Zhao Ji Finding Fault
"What a strong sense of class spirit..."
"What are you saying, young master?"
Meeting Zhang Liang's concerned gaze, Fusu shook his head. "I mean, we won't go to Zhangtai Palace recently, so as not to disturb Father and the others' busy work."
The main point is that they can be busy, but they can't drag him into it!
"OK."
Zhang Liang didn't ask for a reason and agreed immediately. Anyway, whatever the eldest son said was right!
Fusu turned around, walking with an arrogant crab-like gait, mainly because he was wearing too many winter clothes, and quickly left Zhangtai Palace with Zhang Liang.
Ying Zheng watched the little dumpling leave without saying anything. Anyway, he was still young, so let him play.
Han Fei, who had also noticed the two, seemed to be deep in thought. The eldest son was young, but Zifang... was the right age and ability. He could try to trick... persuade him to help.
"Huh? Why isn't Xiaolou here?"
On the first day of the new year, Fusu, having had a good night's sleep, came to the side hall and was somewhat surprised not to see Zhang Liang.
Honest Meng Yi spoke the truth: "Oh, Zifang was taken away by Mr. Han to help. Should I call him back, my lord?"
"No need, no need!" Fusu quickly waved his hand. "Don't show up at a time like this. Besides, if you call Xiaolou, she won't call me, right?"
Meng Yi sighed helplessly, "Young Master, it's not that exaggerated..."
You don't understand.
Fusu shook his head, and then Meng Yi didn't show up the next day either. He had been used as a prop for the martial arts competition because he had previously led the demonstration of swordsmanship.
Fusu was very understanding and considerately told those who came to ask for leave, "It's okay, use it as much as you want, for as long as you want!"
He believed that Meng Yi would understand now.
However, after thinking about it carefully, Fusu couldn't help but feel a little worried. He arrested Zhang Liang on the first day and Meng Yi on the second day. Since he loves using child labor so much, will it be his turn next?
"I need to find a place to hide."
When Ying Zheng returned to his bedchamber after a busy day, he found it unusually quiet. Looking around, he couldn't help but ask, "Where is Fusu?"
"Your Majesty, the eldest son has gone to Huayang Palace, saying he is going to fulfill his filial duties on your behalf, and that Your Majesty need not worry about him."
Ying Zheng raised an eyebrow, immediately guessing Fusu's thoughts. But did going to Huayang Palace mean everything was alright? Tsk, he still doesn't understand Empress Dowager Huayang; his grandmother is exceptionally "kind-hearted"...
"Look at her snow-white appearance!"
"Quickly, bring me the bronze mirror!"
"This color suits me exceptionally well!"
...
Fusu regretted it, he regretted it very much.
If he hadn't caused trouble for the Imperial Household Department, there wouldn't have been so many different colors and patterns of clothes. If he hadn't come to Huayang Palace, he wouldn't have become a dress-up doll, being dragged around by the enthusiastic Empress Dowager Huayang and Lady Mi to try on one outfit after another.
For the first time, Fusu felt that handling government affairs was not a tiring task.
After trying on who knows how many outfits he had done, feeling utterly hopeless, Fusu made an excuse that he had something to do and hurriedly ran out of Huayang Palace without taking any of his entourage. His expression of fear of being caught made Empress Dowager Huayang and Lady Mi laugh uncontrollably.
"Fusu".
As Fusu walked to the edge of Moon Lake, he suddenly heard a familiar female voice. He turned around and was surprised to find Zhao Ji, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, standing right behind him.
Ever since Zhao Ji chose wealth and honor over the child in her womb, and Ying Zheng dealt with Lao Du because of Tianmu, Zhao Ji has made a fuss and recently settled down to live a quiet life in seclusion.
A person who hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly reappeared, her once vibrant and charming eyes now dull and lifeless, even her crimson lips darkened with coldness. Her mature, aloof, and somewhat harsh appearance made Fusu fail to recognize her at first glance.
"I have met my grandmother."
Fusu bowed with his eyes lowered, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes as he wondered why Zhao Ji had come.
Zhao Ji approached casually and said perfunctorily, "Fusu has grown quite a bit."
"Grandmother too."
Fusu's "straightforwardness" left Zhao Ji speechless. Even though he didn't finish his sentence, Zhao Ji subconsciously touched her face, and then her expression turned extremely unpleasant.
He had no time for pleasantries with Fusu and said directly, "You know your grandmother was from Zhao, and you also have Zhao blood. Now, do you know what to do in that competition?"
Fusu's eyelashes trembled slightly. Could it be that some fool really did get to Zhao Ji through back channels?
When he raised his head, he looked at Zhao Ji with a bewildered and innocent expression: "Fusu doesn't understand, what does Grandmother mean?"
Perhaps because she only saw him as a child, Zhao Ji made no attempt to hide the disgust in her eyes, and scoffed, "The palace says you're clever, but it seems it's all just flattery! They just want you to take care of the Zhao people in the competition, what's so hard to understand!"
Fusu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and met her gaze without flinching. "Grandmother, what I don't understand is, now that the State of Zhao is long gone, and only the State of Qin remains, where did the people of Zhao come from?"
"you!"
Zhao Ji was speechless. She stretched out her finger, covered in sharp armor, to poke Fusu's forehead, but Fusu nimbly dodged it, his face turning completely cold: "Grandmother, you should understand, right? You are the Empress Dowager of Qin, your glory comes from Qin, not Zhao. You would have chosen before, and you will choose now, right?"
After saying this, ignoring Zhao Ji's suddenly pale face, Fusu bowed respectfully, without finding the slightest fault, and then turned and left!
Left standing there, Zhao Ji couldn't help but murmur in fear, "How did he know... He remembers... How did he remember..."
...
"Father, let me help you!"
Seeing Fusu appear at Zhangtai Palace on his own initiative, Ying Zheng understood and casually asked, "Aren't you going to fulfill your filial duties for me?"
"No, no," Fusu shook his head frantically. "I've figured it out. Filial piety is something that should be done by the person in charge."
"Yeah?"
Yes, yes.
Fusu looked extremely sincere. Ying Zheng lowered his eyes to look at the memorial in his hand and casually said, "By the way, Huayang Palace sent a lot of clothes. Change them for me tonight and let me see."
Like a bolt from the blue, Fusu's eyes widened instantly, and he quickly changed the subject: "Father, are you very busy? I'll do it, let me do it!"
Seeing Fusu's eagerness to participate in government affairs, Ying Zheng's lips curled up slightly, but he didn't say anything more.
Ying Zheng was slightly surprised when he saw that among the submitted items, Fusu paid particular "attention" to the people of Zhao. Or rather, he had dug many pitfalls for the people of Zhao in the competition.
How did the people of Zhao offend Fusu?
Without needing to investigate further, Ying Zheng's face darkened upon hearing the report from the palace servants who accompanied Fusu.
"Since Empress Dowager Zhao dislikes Xianyang, then send her to Yongcheng. There's no need for her to return. People of Zhao..."
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