When Ying Zhao received the praise and recognition from his father, he was extremely happy and couldn't help showing a childish joy on his face.
But after being entrusted with an important task by his father, he did not get carried away, but felt a little nervous instead.
"This matter is of vital importance and concerns the affairs of state. Your son..."
"Zhao Zhao, don't worry too much, just do it."
Ying Zheng looked at his son with a hesitant expression and comforted him in a gentle voice.
After all, he is still a child. Even if he is talented and capable, he will inevitably be hesitant if he is suddenly asked to make decisions on major national affairs.
But as the crown prince of a country, sooner or later he must learn to handle state affairs independently.
"If anything goes wrong, your father will take care of it for you."
Ying Zheng put his arm around the young man's shoulders and encouraged him in a deep voice.
His majestic and domineering voice makes people feel safe and reliable, as if everything is under his control.
Yue Ning often said that parents are the greatest support for their children.
With his father as his backer and escort, the little guy has enough confidence to face all difficulties.
Ying Zhao looked up at the tall figure beside him that was like a towering mountain, and an endless fighting spirit surged in his chest.
The wavering heart became more determined than ever.
He regained his composure, with determination and confidence shining in his phoenix eyes. His figure was slender and straight, like a solitary, proud and noble jade tree, with his own unique elegance.
"Father, I will not let you down."
"Hahaha, this is my little bastard!"
"To refuse to be inferior to others and to dare to move forward is what a real man should do!"
Ying Zheng laughed out loud and patted his son's shoulder heavily. His relaxed brows were filled with the pride and honor of being a father.
At dinner time, Qinian Palace.
As soon as the father and son stepped into the hall, they smelled a familiar scent. Their faces changed immediately, and Ying Zhao was so scared that he took two steps back.
However, what is coming will come, and the care from maternal love cannot be avoided.
"A Zheng, Zhao Zhao, are you back?"
"Come and have dinner! I asked someone to make some cordyceps soup today. Zhao Zhao, you should drink more. You've lost a lot of weight recently because of your work..."
Ying Zhao felt a little scared when he saw the nourishing soup he had been drinking for a month. He pitifully asked his father for help.
Ying Zheng, who was dominated by his wife, gave her a helpless look in response.
He ruthlessly abandoned his eldest son, put his arms around his wife's waist, held her tender white hands, and kissed her lovingly.
"Yuening, you've worked hard. Don't worry about it. The little brat can eat anything he wants. It's such a big restaurant, he won't starve."
Ying Zhao: Father, your advice is very good. Don’t give me any more advice next time. It will hurt the relationship between father and son.
After a cup of tea, the family sat around the dining table for dinner, during which the three children could not help but bicker.
"My little brother is so old and still eats pudding. My sisters and I don't know that the handsome and elegant Prince Jue is as greedy as a child. Hahaha~"
"Huh? Who is it that keeps pestering Mom for strawberry shortcake?"
"Okay, Luan'er actually ate the cake without my brother's knowledge and didn't send any to Zhangtai Palace for so many days."
"Hey, I'm just afraid of disturbing you, brother~"
"It's obviously my sister who can't bear to let me go."
"Ah! Such a vindictive, mean-spirited kid!"
"Hahaha, brother, this is the truth..."
The young boys and girls are talking and laughing happily, and their feelings are very deep. They have the closeness and warmth of blood ties.
Perhaps many years later, in the minds of the three people, this precious and beautiful memory will still be fresh and moving.
The couple watched this heartwarming scene with smiles on their faces, feeling indescribable happiness in their hearts.
After the meal, Ying Zhao brought up the matter of building a shipyard and cultivating the navy.
Such an important political matter naturally cannot be decided easily, and he is afraid that he will be opposed by court officials at that time. After all, his qualifications are too shallow.
But Ying Zhao doesn't care about external obstacles now, he only cares about the opinions of his family.
The lively Ying Luan was the first to support her brother.
"Brother, Luan'er believes in you!"
"It's just a trivial matter, it won't be difficult for our talented Crown Prince!"
The girl, who was in her golden years, was dressed in a bright red dress. She had a beautiful and heroic face, and a very outgoing and lively personality.
Moreover, he has a clear distinction between love and hate, and is extremely protective of his shortcomings.
She had a blind admiration for her beloved brother and was more confident about his situation than he himself.
A warm feeling passed through Ying Zhao's heart. He ruffled the girl's black hair and smiled gently and sincerely.
"Thank you so much for your encouragement, Luan'er."
"Brother, if you have any technical problems with ships, you can come to me. I know a thing or two."
Ying Jue was not willing to be left behind and directly expressed his support for his brother with practical promises.
Ying Zhao looked at the calm and composed young immortal, and his confidence suddenly increased significantly.
"Having my brother's help is like having God's help."
He was not exaggerating.
Although Ying Jue is only twelve years old, he is well-read and proficient in physics, chemistry and other subjects. He has profound attainments in various scientific fields.
He is now serving as the vice president of the Fuxi Tiangong Research Institute, responsible for several crucial research projects.
Few people outside know that Ying Jue’s achievements are no less than those of his teacher, Lu Qi, the father of steam.
In my mother's words, with Jue'er around, the Qin Empire's technological development can be accelerated by at least a hundred years, making it an era ahead of the world.
He is simply a peerless monster that is rarely seen in a thousand years.
But my brother was still young, and his father, the emperor, and mother blocked the news for his protection. In addition, he was low-key, so his reputation for extraordinary talent did not spread far and wide for the time being.
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