Chapter 548 Switch
Ying Zheng frowned slightly; it was too noisy.
He turned to Lady Mi and asked, "Can he speak?"
Before Lady Mi could answer, Empress Dowager Huayang laughed, "Your Majesty is too hasty. Fusu is not yet old enough to speak."
Ying Zheng nodded: "Good."
Everyone was taken aback, somewhat confused by his meaning, while in Ying Zheng's mind, Fusu's sharp, explosive voice continued unabated.
【What kindness! Do you expect your son to be mute? Just wait until I learn to speak! Just you wait!】
Ying Zheng suddenly bent down and pulled Fusu into his arms, then turned to Empress Dowager Huayang: "I wish to take him out. What should we prepare?"
He had never been so close to Fusu before, and this sudden turn of events startled both Empress Dowager Huayang and Lady Mi.
"Fusu is still young, where does Your Majesty intend to take him?"
"Just take a stroll around the palace."
Empress Dowager Huayang was more experienced than Lady Mi. She gently calmed the uneasy Lady Mi and looked at Ying Zheng with a gentle expression: "Very well, it is a good thing for father and son to be close. Let the palace servants and wet nurse who usually serve Fusu follow him."
Ying Zheng nodded, saying nothing more, and carried Fusu outside. Lady Mi, still worried, got up and handed him a mink cloak: "Your Majesty, it's cold outside..."
Ying Zheng took the bundle and wrapped Fusu up like a ball. He looked Fusu up and down to make sure it was completely airtight, then continued walking out of the palace without stopping.
Lady Mi was left standing there, watching their retreating figures with worry.
"Don't worry," Empress Dowager Huayang slowly approached, "He is the king's child after all, the king will take good care of him."
"I know." Although she said this, Lady Mi's smile was very stiff, and Empress Dowager Huayang sighed softly without saying anything more.
On the other side, Ying Zheng, carrying Fusu, moved with lightning speed and quickly returned to the Hall of State Affairs.
Currently, the King of Qin has not yet formally assumed power, and major affairs of the Qin Dynasty still need to be reviewed by Chancellor Lü Buwei. Therefore, there are not many matters that actually reach Ying Zheng's hands, at least not many on the surface.
"Send the message to Feng Chang."
What does the Imperial Household Department (奉常) do?
Hearing his son's thoughts again, Ying Zheng lowered his eyes. So, being born with knowledge, doesn't that mean he knows everything?
During this period, Ying Zheng only refrained from visiting Fusu openly, but he kept a close watch on him behind the scenes. Suspicion is an instinct of an emperor, so during that time, Lady Mi's Xing Le Palace was thoroughly investigated.
Only after confirming it wasn't a conspiracy by the Chu state, that no one else had heard Fusu's thoughts, and that everything about Fusu matched the behavior of a newborn child, did Ying Zheng finally meet with him for the second time.
Compared to his son, Ying Zheng now viewed him as an uncertain "abnormality" who needed a thorough assessment of his threat.
So, having exhausted the secular methods, we'll now turn to the supernatural and ghostly realms.
If there really is a problem...
Ying Zheng lowered his gaze indifferently, listening to Fusu's noisy inner voice and his desperate attempts to break free from the cloak. He reached out to help him free himself. Then, without ceremony, he placed his cold hand on the back of Fusu's neck.
【hiss--】
Hmm, it's nice for warming hands.
Even if a child has a problem, he can't escape from his grasp.
Suddenly, the soft tinkling of jade pendants came from outside the hall. The Grand Master of Ceremonies, dressed in a black robe and crimson skirt with dark gold cloud patterns embroidered on his wide sleeves, strode in while maintaining the solemnity of ancestral temple etiquette.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
"Um."
Ying Zheng slightly raised his chin to indicate that he should stand up, his well-defined fingers supporting Fusu's soft little bottom as he turned the child toward Feng Chang, "What do you think of the eldest son?"
Feng Chang's pupils contracted slightly. He had naturally heard the recent rumors circulating in the palace. Wasn't it said that the King didn't favor the eldest son? Then what was the purpose of today's events...?
[So, Feng Chang is a fortune teller? Does he know how? He doesn't seem like he does.]
Ying Zheng lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the little thing in his arms. His words seemed to have a different meaning.
A moment of silence fell over the hall. The tea server, his mind in turmoil, looked up at Fusu's face, hesitated for a moment, then, following his heart, gritted his teeth and answered frankly, "Your Majesty, the eldest son has a full forehead and eyes like bright stars; he is truly a dragon among men! Such a noble appearance is beyond the reach of ordinary mortals..."
[A truly insightful and discerning person! Feng Chang is so insightful! His judgment is spot on; one really shouldn't judge a book by its cover!]
Hearing Feng Chang practically praising Fusu to the skies, Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged. However, upon hearing Fusu's true feelings, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.
He waved for Feng Chang to leave, looked at Fusu's happy little feet sticking up, remained silent for a while, then stroked his head and uttered four words: "Honest advice is hard to swallow."
[What do you mean? Are you unhappy because I praised you but not you?]
Looking at the chubby little boy blinking his eyes so sweetly, it was hard to reconcile his boisterous inner thoughts. Ying Zheng couldn't help but reach out and cover his eyes.
[Damn it, they've somehow gotten hold of my power switch...]
What switch?
Ying Zheng was momentarily confused, then caught Fusu's soft body as he fell. Looking at the little dumpling with his eyes closed, he was startled and couldn't help but reach out and feel under Fusu's nose for a while.
Touching the warm breath, Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. So she was asleep... Wait, he raised his palm and looked at it thoughtfully.
...
The king favors the eldest son!
The latest rumors, unlike previous unsubstantiated speculations, suggest that the King of Qin's frequent presence of his eldest son has led more people to believe that his previous lack of time for the prince was due to his involvement in state affairs.
What father wouldn't love his eldest son?
But the eldest son doesn't have to love his father!
You've been showing up way too much lately! Aren't you the King of Qin? Aren't you busy?
Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slip in his hand and turned to look at the little dumpling on the bed.
Noticing his gaze, the little dumpling flashed a toothless grin. If Ying Zheng hadn't been able to hear his thoughts, he wouldn't have been able to tell at all that the kid was cursing him in his heart.
To be honest, he never noticed anything wrong with Fusu, but he did find some enjoyment in taking care of the child.
The advantage of being born with knowledge is probably that Fusu is much easier to take care of than ordinary children. Ying Zheng doesn't have to worry about his food, clothing, shelter, or transportation, leaving him with nothing to do. Ying Zheng can also find amusement in listening to his thoughts and use his identity to lower the guard of the Chu faction and establish the image of the King of Qin as an "adult."
It's a win-win situation, so why not do it?
Therefore, Ying Zheng has been taking Fusu with him more often lately.
Of course, sometimes, Fusu's inner thoughts can be a bit noisy.
For example, now—
[Ahhh, let me go back! I don't want to stay with my mute dad!]
At such times, Ying Zheng, who was adept at controlling the child's emotions, would calmly stand up, approach Fusu, and amidst his terrified inner cries of "Don't come any closer," extend his palm and place it on the child's eyes.
Three, two, one!
Successfully got a quiet, sleeping little bundle of joy!
Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction. The child was quite easy to take care of.
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