Chapter 53: Fusu Crowned [Jinjiang Authentic Edition Only Released·Aunt, Uncle...
About ten days later, after two drizzling autumn rains, the osmanthus flowers began to bloom, and the fruits hanging high on the branches, along with the lush green leaves, gradually became dyed with festive red and yellow.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the temperature difference between day and night increases and the temperature becomes cooler.
The pattern of the "dugouti" has been sent down layer by layer to the homes of village heads in counties and towns across the country.
In order to allow more than 20 million common people to move into new homes before the winter snow fell, as soon as the temperature turned cold, the village heads in counties across the country began to hurriedly organize the common people in the village to pick up plows and hoes, and work hard to dig dugouts for the winter.
On a cool autumn night, dim lights lit up again in the dilapidated wooden house in the dense forest on the outskirts of the city.
Middle-aged men in green, khaki, red and blue robes all slumped over the crude desks, cursing in exhaustion and disgust:
"This damned tyrant might not kill, but he finds ways to humiliate people! I wonder who came up with this wicked plan! He actually had people dig a square pit in the ground, build a half-man-high wall around it with mud bricks, put a few wooden rafters on top, and finally, put a raft made of branches on top, covered it with mud, and after it dried, people crawled into it to sleep!"
"Don't even think about letting me live in this shabby dugout! You know, ten years ago, even my dog wouldn't live in this disgusting dirt pit!"
"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! I'm getting increasingly disgusted by this tyrant's behavior!"
"That's right! That's right! Even this shabby dugout, I heard the village chief boasting about it, saying it was a gift from the celestial black bird for the common people of Qin, and that it keeps them warm in winter and cool in summer."
"Bah! What a fool! I think the Black Bird is just a banner used by this tyrant. No matter what he wants to do, he always links it to the Black Bird. It's just a shabby dugout, and yet he wants it to be warm in winter and cool in summer. This is just a trick to fool the ignorant and illiterate lower-class people."
"Anyone who can read would be laughing their heads off!"
"Alas, I never imagined that in just these few years, our lives would have been so drastically altered because of the tyrant..."
"Alas... Judging from this tyrant's temperament, it won't take more than a few years for the Qin Dynasty to be destroyed by him and his family. Let's just wait and see!"
“I hope that day will come soon…”
"Yeah yeah!"
The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat closed his eyes and listened quietly to the complaints of the people from Han, Chu and Wei around him.
Today, the noisy and enthusiastic book collection and donation activities that have been carried out among the people for the entire summer have officially come to a halt.
After fierce competition, a total of 300 children of fallen nobles from various counties across the country passed through layers of selection and entered the final assessment.
Middle-aged men are one of them.
Listening to the disciples around them, who were exhausted physically and mentally from digging holes in the ground these past few days, talking about how their emotions were getting more and more broken, the middle-aged man opened his eyes and spoke to comfort them:
"Everyone, let's not discuss the dugouts. Although the tyrant forced every household to dig a dugout, there was no requirement for everyone to live there."
"If you truly think this is a tyrant's dirty trick to insult us, then just ignore it."
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the men nodded weakly.
After a moment, a young retainer looked at the middle-aged man and asked curiously:
"Master, when is the final round of assessment for Zhidianlang scheduled?"
The middle-aged man frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and replied:
"The date for the final round of assessments hasn't been confirmed yet, but I heard that it will be conducted by the palace doctors. I imagine all three hundred of us will be brought into Xianyang City for the assessment. It's estimated to be at the end of this month at the earliest, and at the end of next month at the latest. Judging by the tyrant's nature, he wouldn't want his subordinates to drag this matter out until the end of the new year."
When everyone heard this, it was as if a long drought had finally brought a downpour. They immediately perked up and bowed to the host, praising him:
"Please allow the Patriarch to continue to work hard for a while. Once you have successfully become Zhidianlang and have the opportunity to approach the tyrant, we will be able to avenge our national and family hatred!"
The middle-aged man pursed his lips and nodded solemnly.
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“A-choo——”
August 16th, afternoon.
Qin Ying was sitting on the soft couch by the window with his short legs crossed, looking out at the autumn scenery. Unexpectedly, he sneezed and fell backwards like a tumbler.
Seeing this, the wet nurse sitting nearby quickly reached out and supported the little prince.
After seeing this scene, Wang Ling was also amused.
She glanced at the clepsydra and saw that it was already the end of the afternoon. She put a black hat with a silver tiger embroidered on it on her son's furry little head, looked down at the chubby boy with a smile in her almond-shaped eyes and said:
"Ying, by now, I think your father's coming-of-age ceremony is almost over."
"Mother is taking you in a carriage to the palace for a banquet. This is your first time attending a banquet, and it will also be your first time seeing all your aunts and uncles in the palace. You must be very obedient. If you continue to behave like you did when you were six months old, beating up your eighteenth uncle for no reason the moment you saw him, then when we get home, Mother will definitely not let you off easily. Do you understand?"
The little chubby boy looked up at his mother, whose mouth opened and closed as she spoke. Her eyes narrowed dangerously when she said the last few words. Qin Ying, who didn't want to be pressed on her parents' thighs and spanked, immediately nodded her head.
Seeing this, Wang Ling carefully checked her own and her son's clothes and found nothing wrong. She saw that the wet nurse had packed her son's diapers, bottle and spare dress in a small bag. Then she picked up her son and took the two wet nurses to the front yard to take the carriage.
After Qin Ying followed her mother into the carriage, she leaned on her mother's shoulder and stood tremblingly in front of the window, looking out with her eyes wide open.
I found that the royal city, which usually has a solemn atmosphere, seemed a lot more lively today.
His father is going to be crowned today.
As the leader of the second generation of the royal family, even though my great grandfather did not let my father leave Xianyang and return to the Qinian Palace in the old capital of Yongcheng to hold the ceremony of coming of age like my great grandfather did when he was young, he still asked the people in the Shaofu to hold the ceremony of coming of age to perfection.
My father will be crowned in Zhangtai Palace during the day, and a palace banquet will be held in the palace at dusk.
Even though the grandfather did not openly state the purpose of this palace banquet, everyone in the palace could see that the Emperor was deliberately looking for an opportunity to gather all his children together to celebrate for his eldest son.
Looking out the car window at the brilliant fiery clouds in the sky, Qin Ying couldn't help but sigh inwardly once again: "His great-grandfather truly loves his biological father, but his biological father truly doesn't sense his great-grandfather's favoritism towards him! If it weren't for him, acting as a lubricant between father and son, just ten days ago, after that fiery remonstration, his unfortunate biological father, who had just returned to the capital, would have been banished to the frontier to eat sand again by his great-grandfather!"
Wang Ling, who was kneeling on the seat, saw her son standing by the car window. The expression on his small round face was so rich, sometimes leisurely, sometimes happy, and sometimes full of emotion. She didn't know how such a small person could have so many emotions all day long.
She shook her head in amusement.
The wind was still a little chilly today. She was worried that the little guy would catch a cold from standing by the window, so she spoke to attract her son's attention:
"Ying, you probably don't know the identities of your seventeen uncles and ten aunts, right? Why don't you let your mother tell you about them?"
Upon hearing this, the little fat boy Ying turned his furry little head around quickly, and then sat down in front of his mother, looking up at her with shining eyes.
To be honest, he was indeed quite curious about his uncles and aunts.
The historical materials of the Qin Dynasty that have been passed down to later generations are really too limited. Apart from knowing that one of his aunts was named "Yin Man" and two uncles named "Gao" and "Jiang Lu", he didn't know the names of the rest of his aunts and uncles because there was no record in the historical materials.
Seeing his son's expectant eyes, he even took out his small translator. Wang Ling sorted out his thoughts for a moment and began to sort out the family tree of the second generation of the royal family for his son.
"Ying, your uncles and aunts are all ranked separately."
"Your father is your great-grandfather's first child. Your great-aunt Ying Yinman was born to your great-grandfather and a noblewoman from the State of Yan. She is your great-grandfather's second child."
"Your eldest aunt married Li Cheng, the second son of Li Si, the Minister of Justice, in early spring..."
"Your second uncle Gao's mother was a noblewoman of the State of Wei. She was your eldest grandfather's third child and is now engaged to the eldest daughter of Li Si, the Minister of Justice."
"After your second uncle, there's your third uncle, Jiang Lu. As your great-grandfather's fourth child, your third uncle's biological mother was a noblewoman from the eastern state of Qi. Like your second uncle, your third uncle is also engaged to the second daughter of the Minister of Justice this year."
"Your second aunt's name is 'Yang Man'. She is your great-grandfather's fifth child and is already engaged to the youngest son of the Minister of Justice."
Qin Ying heard his mother talk about his two aunts and two uncles, and heard that these four brothers and sisters were all married to Old Li's two sons and two daughters! His pupils trembled slightly in shock, and he had a better understanding of the sticky relationship between his grandfather and Old Li as a monarch and a subject.
"Your eldest aunt, second aunt, second uncle, and third uncle are all close in age to your father, so they grew up together and have a very close relationship. Starting with your third aunt and fourth uncle, the age gap with your father gradually widened. Although your father loves these younger brothers and sisters very much, the closeness between brothers and sisters is still not as close as that with your two aunts and two uncles."
"Aiyaah..." (Mom, what are the names of my third aunt and fourth uncle?)
Qin Ying blinked her big eyes curiously and asked in a baby voice using a small translator.
Wang Ling smiled gently and said:
"Your third aunt is called Jinman, your fourth uncle is called Su, and your fifth uncle is called Shu..."
About a quarter of an hour later, after Qin Ying had listened dazedly to his mother's introduction of all his aunts and uncles, he silently memorized the names of his ten aunts and seventeen uncles in his mind, and finally he could no longer hold back.
His aunts all had the same naming style, all of them were named "Ying Mou Man".
From his eldest aunt to the tenth aunt, they are: [Yin, Yang, Gold, Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Cyan, Blue, Purple, and the Ten Princesses of Joy and Happiness.]
When it comes to his father and uncles, the naming pattern is not so regular.
From his father to his eighteenth uncle, they are: [Fusu, Gao, Jianglu, Su, Shu, Gu, Mai, Shu, Ba, Jiu, Shi, Shiyi, Shier, Shishan, Shuangqi, Yiwu, Yiliu, Yiqi, Huhai.]
"ha……"
The little fat boy tried hard to suppress his smile and covered his face with his hands.
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