Chapter 51 Father and Son Battle [Jinjiang Authentic Edition Exclusive Release·Deafening! ...
"Bang!"
After hearing the eldest son's bold words, which were called advice but contained implicit accusations, the palace maids standing by the wall as a background were all frightened and dropped their heads to their knees on the smooth wooden floor.
Li Si, Wei Liao, Feng Quji, and Zhao Gao all stared in shock, their eyes widening in disbelief as they stared at the young master, who had spent a summer at the frontier and finally returned. Not only had his temper not softened, but his head had become even harder, his mouth even more infuriating!
I have to say, this is truly a talented person!
Ying, the little chubby boy, couldn't help but cover his round face with his hands. He really didn't want to admit that the stubborn, even somewhat silly, young man standing below him was his biological father in this life!
Dad, Dad! You really are relying on the fact that you are my grandfather's biological son. You can say whatever you want and act without fear!
Is that what you said?
The First Emperor pressed his two large hands tightly against his knees. His eyes, filled with an endless storm of thunder and lightning, glared at his eldest son, who stood upright below him, and asked coldly:
"Fusu, you're trying to accuse me of being wrong about my ideas and the projects I've finalized. I'm just a tyrant who disregards the hardships of the people and only knows how to abuse them by building massive projects and waging wars, right?"
Hearing that His Majesty was truly angry, Li Si, Wei Liao, Feng Quji and Zhao Gao all stepped back and away from the eldest prince.
Fusu couldn't help but frown when he heard this. He didn't think of his father in the same way. Just as he was about to take a step forward to explain his thoughts, he saw his son suddenly stretch out his chubby little hand and slap the large black lacquer table in front of the grandfather and grandson with a "pa--".
Under the astonished gazes of the palace's lords, the emperor's eldest grandson, who was over ten months old, staggered to his feet, holding onto the lacquer table. His little round face flushed red as he pointed with his little finger at the eldest son below him and spoke with difficulty, word by word, in the elegant language of Great Qin:
"Father, Ying, Ming! Father, stupid!"
"Ying, shame on you! Father, hold it in, tell me!"
"tassel!"
After hearing the two words that the little prince uttered with great difficulty while controlling his disobedient little tongue, all the adults in the hall looked at the little fellow in surprise and astonishment.
In the hall, his young son pointed at him with his little finger and called him "stupid, shameless" in a baby voice. Fusu was so shocked that he widened his eyes and shouted at his son in a lost voice.
After listening to the barrage of accusations from his stubborn eldest son, the First Emperor, with his thin lips tightly pursed, looked very solemn, but he was actually a little sad in his heart. He didn't expect to hear the firm and clear-cut voice of his young grandson beside him defending him.
His heart warmed, and he lowered his head and glanced at his grandson standing beside him. He saw the little guy pursed his lips and took out a bottle from his sleeve like a brave little soldier. No, a small black thing that looked like a bottle.
Before the First Emperor could see clearly what it was, he saw his grandson holding the black thing that looked like a milk bottle and putting it to his mouth. The next moment, something magical happened.
All I heard was the unclear "baby sound" beside my ear, which suddenly became several times louder, shaking off the dust on the tall beams.
The Emperor's pupils trembled slightly in shock. What kind of strange thing was this?!
Even more shocked than the First Emperor were the group of people standing and kneeling below.
Li Si, Wei Liao, and Feng Quji subconsciously looked at each other, and the same shock flashed across their eyes. Although they didn't know what the rare black thing that the eldest grandson of the emperor was holding in his little hands was, they were surprised to find that when the little grandson of the emperor spoke to the strange thing, not only did his tender little voice become amplified many times, but they could also understand the meaning of the baby language that they couldn't understand before.
Fusu, who heard his son speak the elegant language of the Great Qin for the first time and understood his son's baby voice for the first time, stared in amazement at his fat son standing next to his father.
The little fellow looked as if he was completely defending his great-grandfather. He stretched out one little hand to protect his father, and then held the little black thing with his other little hand. His little round face flushed, his phoenix eyes blazing with anger as he looked at him and shouted in a baby voice:
"Aa ...
"Ah, ah..." (My great father, with his great talent and strategy, had just led the Qin army across the world, ending centuries of strife and establishing the first great unified dynasty in history! He had overturned a divided old world and created a great empire that unified both territory and thought! He had surpassed countless others around the world! He was destined to become an emperor of the ages, the ancestor of China!)
"Aa ...
"Ah, ah..." (Although the internal conflicts among the Seven Kingdoms have been completely quelled by my Great Father, the surrounding areas of the Great Qin Empire are not at peace. The Xiongnu on the grasslands, the Hu people in the Western Regions, the natives of the Baiyue, these barbaric tribes who do not understand etiquette often harass the common people around the Great Qin!)
"Aaaah..." (The wise Great Father is now willing to send learned Confucian officials to these wild and untamed lands to educate the ignorant barbarians and bring them advanced ideas so that they can cling to the golden thigh of the Great Qin. This is clearly the supreme gift from the Great Qin and the Great Father to these remote and small countries!)
"Aa ...
"Aa ...
"Aa ...
"Aa ...
"Aa ...
"Aa ...
Li Si listened to this string of sincere and insightful words in the baby voice and could not help but nod repeatedly in agreement. With shining eyes, he looked at the "Second Emperor of Qin" in his mind, who was still in his infancy. At the same time, he glanced at the eldest son with great disdain, secretly criticizing in his heart: "Besides giving birth to a good son, this guy really wasted his status as the eldest son of the First Emperor!"
The angry heart of the First Emperor had long been completely calmed by his grandson's powerful and sonorous voice.
There was deep disappointment in the depths of His Majesty the Emperor's eyes. He looked at his eldest son who was obviously stunned by his grandson's scolding, and then looked at several important ministers who were listening attentively with admiration on their faces. He glanced at the small black thing in his grandson's hand, and understood that the function of this little gadget should not only be to amplify the baby's milk voice that entered everyone's ears, but also to translate the vague baby talk into the elegant language of the Great Qin so that the rest of the people present could understand it.
"Ying, father..."
Fusu was completely overwhelmed by his son's dense baby voice and couldn't utter a complete sentence. He finally opened his mouth with difficulty while his son was trying to suck saliva into his mouth, but the next moment he was completely blocked by his son's baby voice that was many times louder than his.
The eldest son of the Qin Dynasty finally shut up.
In the afternoon, Meng Yi returned to the capital at full speed with the eldest son. After washing up and having a meal at home, he hurried to the palace to report to the emperor. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked up the thousand steps to the gate of Zhangtai Palace, he heard an extremely loud baby voice coming from inside.
Meng Yi paused and couldn't help but stop to listen.
"Aa ...
"Aa ...
"Aa ...
"Aiya..." (Don't worry, Grandfather, I'm just stingy! I don't want to spend money to build the imperial mausoleum and the Afang Palace for you! Ying will find a way to get more good recipes from the black bird, and make lots of tea cakes, porcelain, and glass as soon as possible. Sell them all to the small kings of the Western Regions, the Xiongnu, and the Baiyue, and earn lots of gold cakes for you!)
Qin Ying patted her chest with her chubby hands, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her grandfather with a bright grin.
There is no water in what he said!
Haven't you seen that after the fall of the Qin Dynasty, emperors of every subsequent dynasty denounced my father as a "tyrant," yet the Great Wall, which he commissioned to be built, has been continuously maintained and repaired by every dynasty since. Which generation hasn't enjoyed the protection of this winding black dragon across the earth? My father's county system! How many generations have benefited from his unified writing system, unified wheel gauges, and standardized weights and measures?
The Great Wall has protected China for more than two thousand years. Even in the peaceful times of later generations, when it became a tourist attraction, it still attracts countless tourists every day. How much has it contributed to GDP?
There is also the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, where my grandfather and his loyal Terracotta Warriors went in and slept there for more than two thousand years, until the peaceful times of later generations. It not only provided jobs for many people, but also attracted many tourists every day, continuing to create GDP!
Although his grandfather failed to realize his dream of immortality, his thoughts, his prestige, and the figures he created had long since become one with the land of China, becoming immortal!
Poor grandfather, the Afang Palace that he had dreamed of in his previous life was still just a foundation until he died in the sand dunes, and was finally burned down by Xiang Yu who loved playing with fire. In this life, he must make sure that his grandfather can live contentedly in the Afang Palace and retire there!
Seeing his grandson grinning at him with admiration and love on his face, the First Emperor's heart began to swell.
As expected, the black bird in the sky is extremely fair. Since the eldest grandson is so outstanding and considerate, let the eldest son be a little stupid. From now on, he will directly bypass the eldest son and train the eldest grandson! A son who cannot understand his own ideas, is not optimistic about the huge project he has finalized, and does not stand with him with determination, even if he is talented and brilliant, is not worthy of being his successor!
He narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, pursed his lips and looked at his eldest son who was standing below with a complicated expression, and asked in a faint voice:
"Fusu, do you understand what your son said?"
Fusu pursed his lips and opened his mouth silently.
His son's baby voice was loud, fast, and contained a lot of content. It was like a long string of words that made his head buzz. He still felt that his thoughts were in a mess and he couldn't make sense of them.
The First Emperor raised his hand and touched his ear without leaving any trace. His grandson's love for him was perfectly expressed with his voice, which was really a bit "deafening"!
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