Chapter 62 Birthday Gift [Jinjiang Authentic Edition Exclusive New Year Gift]...
The family of three ate and rested, with heavy snow falling outside the window and warm as spring inside.
By the time most of the ingredients on the table were eaten and the hot pot was completely gone, it was already more than half an hour later.
Qin Ying felt a little sleepy after having eaten and drunk his fill, but in order to stick with his father and go to the palace together, the little fat boy forced himself to keep his eyelids open, and like a furry little tiger, he followed his father's butt with a heavy head and light feet, staggering with every step.
Seeing this, Fusu did not delay any longer. He bent down and carried his son to the bathroom to change his winter clothes that were soaked with the smell of hot pot. He put on a black cloak, took a silver-gray cloak handed to him by the wet nurse, wrapped his fat son like a spring roll, and walked towards the front yard with his son in his arms.
When the First Emperor saw the father and son hurrying in from the Zhangtai Palace, he couldn't help but be surprised. He stood up from his seat and walked down the steps, frowning at his troubled eldest son and asking:
"Fusu, what's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you not to let Ying out of the palace because it's snowy and cold? Why did you bring him to the palace?"
Hearing the coldness in his father's tone, Fusu was about to explain when he saw the silver-gray cloak wrapped around his fat son, who was lying on the floor, being taken off by the palace servants. He instantly seemed to break free from his restraints, and like a cheerful little puppy, he stretched out his two short arms, grinned, and ran towards his father, swaying with every step.
Before the little guy could run a few steps, his father walked quickly to his eldest grandson with his long legs, picked up the little guy, and the grandfather and grandson turned around and left affectionately.
At this moment, the eldest son of the empire felt as if he was simply delivering goods: "..."
Being held in his grandfather's arms and enjoying the 1.98-meter-tall perspective, the fat little Ying was very happy.
Without waiting for his grandfather to ask why he entered the palace, he raised his furry little head and excitedly said and gestured to his grandfather:
"Grandfather! Ying, today, I came to the palace with you, Grandfather, specifically to give you a New Year's gift~"
"New Year's gift"
When the First Emperor heard this unfamiliar statement, he couldn't help but repeat it aloud in some confusion.
Qin Ying immediately nodded with sparkling eyes, and then waved her little hand. With a loud "bang", a pile of things appeared out of thin air on the smooth wooden floor beside the grandfather and grandson.
Upon seeing this, the First Emperor's eyes widened slightly, and Fusu's steps also stopped. The treasures presented by his son were getting weirder and weirder!
The father and son silently scanned the pile of strange things on the floor one by one, and then tacitly asked the little fat boy in unison:
"Ying, what are these treasures?"
Qin Ying grinned, took out a small translator from her sleeve and clipped it to her collar. She leaned forward in her grandfather's arms and introduced herself to the confused grandfather and her biological father in a loud and childish voice:
"Aa ...
"Ah, ah..." (Great Father, the black bird said this, that, and that thing are all New Year's gifts from it to you, and also your birthday gifts this year.)
Hearing his grandson's words, the First Emperor couldn't help but feel a warmth rising in his heart.
He was born between the Battle of Changping and the Battle of Handan between Qin and Zhao. He had a hard time in Zhao in his early years and never had the opportunity to celebrate his birthday in peace. Although he was no longer in danger of his life after returning to Qin, no one celebrated his birthday for him.
Until his father died young at the age of 35, he hastily ascended the throne as King of Qin at the age of 13. When he was 39 years old and conquered the world and became Qin Shi Huang, he never celebrated his birthday.
I didn't expect that my grandson, who is so small and still has the smell of milk on his body, actually knows his own birthday.
The First Emperor couldn't explain what he was feeling at the moment, he just lowered his eyes and silently hugged the chubby boy in his arms tighter.
When Fusu heard what his little fat son said, he couldn't help but look at his father with some shame.
His father has always been majestic and powerful. How could he forget that both he and his son were born at the beginning of winter?
One was born at the beginning of the year and was named "Zheng", and the other was born at the end of the year and was named "Ying".
It’s just that my father has never celebrated his birthday. At the beginning of the year, he would just follow the old system and hold a grand ceremony to worship the sky with his ministers. After offering sacrifices to the ancestors in the ancestral temple, he would consider it a celebration.
Under the cover of this overly grand ceremony to celebrate the new year, everyone automatically ignored the fact that their father was born.
Alas, compared with Ying, the grandson, it seems that this son of mine is indeed a little unfilial.
Fusu pursed his lips and engaged in a rare act of self-reflection.
Qin Ying, who couldn't hear her biological father's thoughts, was still enthusiastically introducing new things to her grandfather one by one.
"Ya ...
"Ah, hey, hey..." (Next to the table is a chair. This chair has a similar function to the small support we use. They are both used for sitting.)
"Ah, my..." (Grandfather, Xuanniao said to Ying, "Grandfather, you are really too tall! You are too busy with government affairs every day. If you keep using a low desk to handle government affairs, you will sooner or later have cervical spine problems. But this set of tables and chairs is specially made according to your body shape, and it also uses many materials and technologies that we in the Great Qin do not have. The effect is very good! Grandfather, please try this set of tables and chairs, it will definitely be very comfortable!"
Qin Ying actively promoted the product as she spoke.
Looking at his grandson's bright eyes, the First Emperor also walked to the table with the little guy in his arms.
Qin Ying struggled to climb down from her grandfather's arms, sat on the large desk, and tilted her little head back to watch her grandfather try out the table and chairs in anticipation.
Qin Shi Huang also observed and understood how these tables and chairs were used. However, from ancient times to the present day, the customs passed down for thousands of years have been telling people that apart from the correct standard sitting posture of "kneeling", sitting with legs spread out or with feet dangling is extremely disrespectful and rude!
Not to mention the nobles, even the common people would not easily adopt a rude sitting posture.
Not to mention those who come from the royal family, they have learned the etiquette of words, actions, standing and sitting very well, and they also have the heaviest burden of elegance.
Fusu saw that his powerful father had rarely shown an embarrassed look, so he stepped forward and said with a smile:
"Father, this is Ying's filial piety to you. We are in private here, and there are no ministers around. It won't be a problem for you to try out the tables and chairs."
Seeing her father say this, Qin Ying couldn't help but blink in confusion.
What was he doing? Didn't he just want his grandfather to try out the new seat? Why was he embarrassing his grandfather?
The First Emperor looked into the eyes of his eldest grandson who was sitting at the table. Seeing that the little guy was looking at him with a confused face but sincere eyes, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, straighten his robe with his hands, and then supported himself with his slender fingers on the smooth black solid wood table, and sat down on the chair cautiously with some embarrassment.
Seeing his usually outgoing father suddenly become so shy, Ying, the little fat boy, in a split second, finally grasped the reason for his father's "shyness"!
Oh no! How could he forget?
He spent the entire day in diapers and open-crotch pants, running around and crawling around with a thump, thump, thump. How could he have overlooked the fact that the leggings that adult men wear under their robes these days are even more open-crotch than their open-crotch pants! To put it bluntly, they're just a pair of loose garters!
In order to avoid accidentally exposing themselves, everyone would kneel down and sit properly on their seats when they met and talked, covering their lower robes tightly for fear of revealing anything.
Many years ago when Jing Ke assassinated Qin Shi Huang, he sat cross-legged!
Later, Han Xin was humiliated under the crotch!
Tsk!
I dare not think about it! It's so terrifying!
The little fat boy tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and subconsciously called up the system panel in the air, wanting to buy some pure cotton boxer shorts for his grandfather. Unfortunately, when the system mall page came up, he paused again because he had no idea what size to buy for his grandfather.
Qin Ying couldn't help but scratch the tiger-head hat on her head with her little hand in annoyance.
The First Emperor, who was standing beside him, had already sat firmly on his chair.
His Majesty the Emperor, who had just sat down, felt the benefits of these tall tables and chairs.
Compared with people outside the Great Wall, the average height of the old Qin people was over six feet, and the soldiers were over seven feet. Among the Qin kings of all generations, he inherited the good physique of his great-grandfather King Zhaoxiang. Not only was his body stronger than his great-grandfather and father, he was also a head taller than him.
Even though the lacquer table in Zhangtai Palace was considered high, he would still feel a severe soreness in his neck and numbness in his legs after handling government affairs for a day.
However, the table and chairs in front of him not only allowed his legs to stretch freely, but also allowed his upper body to stand upright. Apart from the fact that he felt very uncomfortable with the sitting posture with his feet dangling, the table and chairs were indeed more comfortable than desks or chairs.
Especially since the backrest of this chair was made of unknown material, when he leaned back slightly, it was as if there was a pool of water behind him, firmly supporting his entire back.
Seeing that his grandfather's slightly wrinkled brows were slowly relaxing, the little fat boy crawled to the edge of the table, looked at his grandfather with shining eyes, and asked in a baby voice:
"Aiya..." (Father, how do you feel?)
The First Emperor looked at his grandson's concerned expression, nodded and smiled softly, saying:
"Thank you for your hard work. Grandpa thinks that although the posture of this table and chair is not very elegant, it is indeed very comfortable to use."
Qin Ying's bright smile brightened when she heard this comment. She pointed to a red button on the side of the chair with her little finger and said to her grandfather in baby language:
"Aiya..." (Dad, this chair also has a massage and relaxation function. Just press the red button next to it with your finger to massage and relieve fatigue!)
"Yeah?"
Hearing such words for the first time, the First Emperor gently pressed the red button on his side with his finger, and the next moment the back of the chair fell backwards.
The First Emperor, who didn't react in time, also fell down. He was startled and was about to get up when he felt a tingling sensation on his back.
Not feeling threatened, the First Emperor calmly closed his eyes, slowly laid down his body, and silently felt the circles of kneading and massage on his back. His nerves, which had been tense for most of the day due to government affairs, gradually relaxed.
Seeing the expression on his father's face, Fusu couldn't help but be amazed in his heart. This set of tables and chairs from outer space was truly amazing!
About a quarter of an hour later, the First Emperor opened his narrow eyes, sat up straight, and the fallen back of the chair rose up again, returning to its original shape.
Seeing the amazement in her grandfather's eyes, Qin Ying smiled and said:
"Aiya..." (Grandpa, this massage chair is automatic. Whenever you feel tired, press the red button and it will recline and automatically massage. When you sit up, it can't find the massage target and will return to its original position.)
"Aaaah..." (Grandfather works so hard for Daqin all day! I hope he can use the desk and chair more often and not get cervical spondylosis! Stay healthy and live a long life!)
Qin Shi Huang, who wholeheartedly sought immortality, felt a little numb in his heart when he saw the admiration and love in his grandson's eyes and heard the sincere emotion in the little guy's tone. For the first time, he actually felt that "living to be a hundred years" was not a bad thing.
He smiled kindly, stretched out his big hands and held his grandson in his arms. The grandfather and grandson sat together on the chair, forehead touching forehead.
After Qin Ying giggled, she stretched out her little hands and looked at her father standing beside her, and gave instructions in a baby voice:
"Aiyaah..." (Father, please help me move the three black metal ornaments on the floor. Move the smallest one and put it on the desk.)
Hearing his son's words, Fusu did as he was told. He pushed up his wide sleeves slightly and moved a large ornament that was almost as tall as him to the front of the table. Then he placed a black ornament that was half a person's height next to the table. Finally, he gently placed the smallest ornament that was almost as tall as his son on the desk. He then returned to his original position, looked down at the strange ornament on the table with curiosity, and asked aloud: "Ying, what is this?"
The First Emperor, who was sitting on a chair holding his grandson, lowered his gaze and quietly looked at the three exquisite black ornaments that looked exactly the same except for their sizes and had a metallic luster. His handsome face was full of curiosity.
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