43 Chapter 43
◎Visiting the sick. ◎
Taking advantage of the free time during the New Year, Fusu took out the breeding manual that had been delayed due to illness and war, and went to find his father.
Ying Zheng was listening to music when he heard his eldest son wanted to see him, so he waved his hand and let him go.
Fusu happened to meet the musicians. His father had always avoided him in this matter, so Fusu was very sensible and did not look at them.
Ying Zheng stood up to stretch his muscles and saw this scene from the palace gate. When Fusu approached, he asked with a smile, "Fusu, have you read the Book of Songs?"
Fusu nodded. "I've read them all, Father. Isn't my name derived from the Book of Songs? Were you reading the Book of Songs when you chose my name?"
"There are Fusu trees on the mountain, and lotus flowers in the marshes." Ying leaned over and rubbed his head. "But it wasn't for this poem."
Fusu thought for a moment and said, "Father, do you hope that I will grow tall and straight like a young tree, so that I can protect the Qin State in the future?"
Ying Zheng laughed out loud: "Hmm... you are indeed a small tree now. Before you grow into a big tree, I will protect you from the wind and rain."
"Yes!" Fusu held his father's hand and said firmly, "When I grow up, it will be my turn to protect you from the wind and rain!"
"Very well, Father will wait until you grow up." Ying Zheng patted his eldest son's head with satisfaction and pride. "You're here now, are you going to have dinner with me?"
Fusu smiled and said, "Since I'm here to eat for free, I have something to ask of you, father."
"What is it?" Ying Zheng said with a smile, "You tell me first, and I'll see if I should keep you for dinner."
Fusu took out the breeding manual and handed it to his father with both hands: "Father, do you still remember this?"
Ying Zheng took it with his free hand, nodded slightly, and motioned him to continue.
"In addition to raising horses, chickens and pigs, father, I think we can also spread it to the people." Fusu said.
After hearing this, Ying Zheng revealed a look of sudden realization: "I forgot one thing..."
Fusu asked curiously, "What did you forget, father?"
Ying Zheng glanced at him and said, "It's the pig slaughtering you mentioned earlier. I ordered someone to try it out. How are the pigs doing? I've been so busy these days that I forgot to ask."
Fusu smiled and said, "It's recorded in the pig castration book. Besides, there's no rush. It's the end of the year now. Even if the news spreads to the people, we have to wait until after the New Year before my father can summon the ministers to the palace to discuss the matter."
"Since you know it's New Year's, why are you so anxious?" Ying leaned over and ruffled Fusu's hair. "You just can't stand seeing me idle, can you?"
Fusu hurriedly cried out, "I was afraid I'd forgotten, Father, so as soon as I remembered, I ran over here!"
Ying Zheng smiled and pinched Fusu's cheek: "Imitating me, huh? You little brat, it's time for another spanking, isn't it?"
Fusu's eyes widened. He took a few steps back and said, "Father, I won't bother you anymore. I'll tell you first..."
"What are you suing for?" Ying Zheng pulled the man back and said, "Don't run away. Didn't you come here to eat for free?"
Fusu lay on his father's shoulder and pleaded weakly: "Father, please don't hit me."
Ying Zheng asked in reply, "Am I the kind of father who would beat his children?"
Fusu nodded affirmatively: "No!"
Ying Zheng patted Fusu on the back and said with a doting smile, "Stinky boy."
Fusu shook his feet and laughed.
When the father and son finished their meal and were sitting around with nothing to do, Ying Zheng ordered someone to set up the chessboard: "You have also learned chess. Let me see how well you teach me."
Fusu said, "Father, I have only been learning for a short time. You are bullying the weak."
Ying Zheng picked up Fusu, placed him in front of the chess table, and said with a smile, "I am bullying you. What can you do to me?"
Fusu smiled helplessly. Perhaps it was because he had been acting like a child and playing rogue in front of his father recently, and his father had become childish as well.
But this is good. During his father's childhood and adolescence, he had almost no chance to be a child. Now he can relax without any worries. Fusu is happy for him from the bottom of his heart.
Fusu held his chin in his hand and bargained: "Then...Father, we can't just play chess, we have to make a deal. If I lose, what will you promise me?"
"Hmm?" Ying Zheng asked in surprise. "This is the first time I've heard of such a thing. You lost, yet you want me to give you something?"
Fusu said confidently: "This is the principle of Fusu and my father. We are the only two people in the world who follow this principle."
Ying Zheng burst into laughter and was very pleased. For the first time in his life, His Majesty the King of Qin accepted an unequal treaty, and the subject was his eldest son.
Fusu diligently divided the chess basket and said, "Father, I will go first."
Ying Zheng closed his eyes in response to his eldest son's blatant cheating. He nodded and said, "Okay, you do it."
When it comes to playing chess, Fusu doesn't need to pretend to be a beginner because his chess skills are terrible.
Over the years, Fusu had played chess with Liu Ju and Li Chengqian, but the level of these two people was on par with Fusu.
The result of the three bad chess players competing for hundreds or thousands of years is obvious - unless they all learn from Liu Ju's chess master grandfather, they will probably never win any chess game in their lives.
As a diligent monarch, Ying Zheng did not spend much time on foreign affairs, so his chess skills were mediocre, but dealing with Fusu was still a piece of cake for him.
Soon, Ying Zheng fell into deep thought at the one-sided chess game. Of course, his requirement for Fusu's chess skills was that he just had to be able to play, not to be proficient in it, but... what Fusu knew was too superficial.
In the future, if they played chess with others, it would actually be quite embarrassing. The court officials had to rack their brains to defeat the eldest son, but they didn't win very well - they certainly didn't dare to lose, because that would be too obvious that they were letting the game go.
However, Fusu could not understand his father's dilemma. He said excitedly, "Father, I have an idea. Please allow me to do so."
Ying Zheng said melancholy, "Well, I agree."
Fusu continued, "I want to go and see how Mr. Han is doing..."
Ying Zheng glanced over and said dissatisfiedly, "Why haven't you given up yet?"
The day before yesterday when they left the palace, Ying Zheng rejected Fusu's proposal to see Han Fei, but he didn't expect that he would take the opportunity to bring it up again!
Ying Zheng couldn't help but wonder, what kind of love potion did Han Fei give my son to make my son miss him so much?
Fusu whispered, "Father is right."
Ying Zheng glared and said, "What do you mean by accurate? Who said it was accurate? I didn't say anything!"
Fusu also stared and said, "Father clearly said it! They all heard it!" He pointed at the servants in the hall, trying to find witnesses.
"Really?" Ying Zheng raised his eyes and looked over, and everyone lowered their heads even lower.
Ying Zheng spread his hands and said, "Look."
Fusu: “…”
"Father..." Fusu ran to his father, shaking his sleeve and acting like a spoiled child. "Father, it's definitely not okay for me to go to the mansion of the Korean prince, but I can go quietly and make sure no one knows. Then everything will be fine."
But this was not what Ying Zheng cared about most, so he still shook his head: "It's even worse for you to leave the palace alone."
Fusu said hurriedly, "I'm not going alone. I'm taking two people with me. Xianyang City is heavily guarded and there won't be any criminals. I will definitely come back the same way I left. Don't worry, father."
Ying Zheng still refused: "No, you are so young. Ask other families, they don't let such a young child go out. Besides, why do you have to go to see Han Fei?"
"Other families are different from ours..." Fusu muttered, then he tilted his head, "Father, you are jealous again."
Ying Zheng now knew what Fusu meant by "jealous," and he immediately retorted seriously, "I am not jealous. I am just worried about you going out alone at such a young age. It has nothing to do with your insistence on seeing Han Fei."
Fusu smiled even more happily. He opened his arms, half-hugging his father, and said in a long voice: "I love you the most, father! You will always be the first in Fusu's heart! No one can compare to you, father!"
As soon as this series of disgusting words came out, Ying Zheng could no longer hold it in, and a smile spread from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows to the corners of his mouth.
"Are you trying to coax your father again?" Ying Zheng pinched his eldest son's cheek and said with a smile.
Fusu leaned on his father's arm and said, "It's the truth, Father. It's the most true, most true truth."
What else could Ying Zheng do when his eldest son acted so sweetly and cutely towards him?
He could only agree to all the requests of his eldest son.
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Fusu didn't want to alarm anyone, and Ying Zheng was worried about his eldest son. After bargaining, the father and son finally decided to have four of Ying Zheng's top guards follow him, plus Li Ying, who insisted on following Fusu when he heard that he had left the palace alone.
The carriage stopped quietly in front of Han Fei's mansion. Because Fusu did not send anyone to greet him in advance, the gatekeeper was startled.
The guard came forward and asked him to go into the mansion to report that Mr. Han's student was visiting. Seeing his arrogant demeanor, the man did not dare to delay and hurried into the mansion.
Soon, someone came out to greet them.
Han Fei did not go out to greet him in person, but Fusu did not mind. He was just afraid that he would be unhappy after the guards returned to the palace to report to his father.
Fusu didn't think of any explanation for Han Fei at this moment. He was just a little worried. Could it be that Han Fei was so seriously ill?
Is this the irreversible wheel of history? Did Han Fei have to die before Han was destroyed?
Fusu's worries reached a peak when he saw Han Fei, because he looked really weak.
Heart disease can only be cured by heart medicine, but Han Fei couldn't get the heart medicine, and his body was really about to be worn down.
Han Fei asked Fusu to sit down and said softly, "My lord, please forgive me for my rudeness."
Fusu shook his head: "Sir, you are my teacher. I should be the one to pay my respects to you."
Han Fei coughed lightly and continued, "My Lord, this is a guest from my hometown. I hope you won't blame me for meeting him so hastily."
"It's okay..." Fusu followed Han Fei's hand and looked at the man, but couldn't help but be stunned.
Han Fei's guest was a young man with a tall and handsome face. He was someone you would never forget once you met him.
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