Chapter 77 Father's Stupidity [Jinjiang Authentic Edition Only Released·Father and Son Battle,...
At the end of the Si hour, the sun was blazing outside the glass window. Inside the window, the chubby little Ying was sitting on a soft couch, staring intently at Meng Neishi, who was wearing black armor and teaching him the Qin language, three meters away.
He had already met cordially with four doctors this morning, and the last class on the schedule happened to be Qin language class.
Meng Neishi, who had attended half of the court meeting in the main hall, ran to the side hall at the right time to teach him. The little fat boy listened very attentively, his head full of "er" and "di", either "er di" or "ni di", or "what have you been doing?", "the cowardly six kingdoms", "the cowardly Xiongnu", and the "charming shopkeeper Tong" with a Guanzhong accent that couldn't help but pop into his mind.
About a quarter of an hour later, Meng Yi smiled gently and said to the little fellow sitting on the soft couch, "Your Highness, let's stop here for today's Qin language learning."
Ying, the little fat boy, immediately regained consciousness and shook his furry little head gently, banishing the image in his mind of his devilish father speaking Qin language, looking at the tall globe in the study with his eyes gleaming, arms outstretched, laughing and saying - "Oh my, oh my, it's all my!"
Only when his head stopped buzzing did the little fellow grin and slide down from the couch. Standing on the wooden floor, he leaned slightly towards Meng Yi who walked in front of him and said in a baby voice, "Thank you, Mr. Meng, for teaching me the Qin language."
Meng Yi's heart melted at the sight of the little prince's adorable, well-behaved and polite appearance. He immediately bowed and returned the greeting, saying, "Your Highness, thank you for your hard work in studying."
After the master and disciple exchanged greetings, Qin Ying immediately grinned and ran out happily on her short legs.
Seeing this, Meng Yi understood that the little grandson was going to the main hall to have lunch with His Majesty. Thinking of the unpleasant things that happened at the court today, he quickly took two long steps and in just three steps, he stopped the little guy who had scurried to the screen. He bowed helplessly and said:
"Your Highness, please do not go to the main hall to look for His Majesty yet. A difficult matter arose during the court session today, and perhaps the meeting has not yet ended."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ying subconsciously glanced at the clepsydra on the table. According to the usual time, the grandfather's court meeting would have ended almost half an hour ago. Why did it drag on so late today?
Confused, Qin Ying tilted her head back slightly, looked directly at Meng Yi, and asked in a baby voice:
"Meng Neishi, what happened at the court meeting today?"
When Meng Yi heard the little fellow's question, he couldn't help but frown and hesitate for a while. Finally, he looked at the little kid with grief and indignation and sighed softly:
"Alas, Your Highness, you don't know that the envoys sent by Your Majesty to the Baiyue in the south last year to educate the local Yue people were attacked frantically by the Baiyue this summer. The barbaric Yue people not only robbed the nearly 1,000 envoys of their money and goods, but also brutally murdered the thirteen Confucian envoys! They even surrounded and massacred the accompanying Qin soldiers! Of the nearly 1,000 people who originally set out from Xianyang, only 18 have managed to escape and return today."
"What?!"
Qin Ying's eyes widened in shock when she heard the bad news.
Meng Yi showed reluctance, but in order to persuade the little grandson, he continued to speak with difficulty:
"After His Majesty met with the eighteen survivors at court this morning and listened to their tearful pleas, the court erupted in fury, with all civil and military officials furiously denouncing the Baiyue. Today's court is crowded and chaotic, so Your Majesty should not go to the main hall yet."
After listening to Meng Yi's complete words, Qin Ying's fair and tender round face instantly turned red with anger.
Although he had suggested to his grandfather last year that he send the annoying Confucian officials away from the border of Qin to educate the barbarians outside the Great Wall, and he was indeed mentally prepared for "the Confucian officials to sacrifice their lives for the country outside the border and on the diplomatic journey, so that Qin would have a legitimate reason to act", but when he really heard what Meng Yi said that the barbarians outside the Great Wall not only robbed property but also ruthlessly and cruelly killed the envoy team, he was still so angry that his head was buzzing and his two little hands were clenched into fists.
Money and goods were external to the body, so the Yue people could take them away. Even if they couldn't stand the nagging of the Confucian officials and killed one or two in anger, he could understand it. But they brutally killed a team of nearly a thousand people and only left 18! This was a blatant provocation to the Qin Dynasty!
Oh - little Baiyue, you don't know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is! You are really tired of living!
A biting coldness flashed across Qin Ying's eyes. She pursed her lips and dodged Meng Yi's long legs. She quickly stepped over the threshold of the side hall with her short legs and ran out under the bright sun in the blue sky.
"Your Highness."
After Meng Yi reacted, he also ran after him. Unfortunately, as a minister, he only had the right to tell the emperor's grandson about state affairs, but could not stop his actions.
Under the glaring sunlight, the short and stocky little grandson of the emperor ran angrily towards the main hall, with the words "angry" and "furious" written all over his round head. Meng Yi didn't dare to chase him too closely, for fear that the little grandson would run too fast and fall and hurt himself. He only dared to jog slowly behind him.
Under the golden and scorching sunlight, Qin Ying looked towards the main hall, running hurriedly while pursing his lips as he recalled the historical materials in his mind.
Although there are not many records of the Battle of Baiyue in history books, this battle can be said to be the most brutal, difficult and tragic battle in the Qin Dynasty's expedition to unify the world!
He vaguely remembered the enormous price his grandfather paid to conquer the Baiyue! Not only had he launched three campaigns, but his total force had reached a staggering 800,000 men! To facilitate the transportation of food and fodder, he had his soldiers painstakingly dig a spiritual canal with their own hands!
During the war, my grandfather first sent "Tu Sui" as the main general. Later, Tu Sui unfortunately died in battle, and my grandfather replaced him with "Zhao Tuo" as the main general. However, Zhao Tuo was too shrewd. After conquering Baiyue, he took advantage of the fact that the emperor was far away and was eager to break away from the control of Qin.
During the chaotic war at the end of the Qin Dynasty, Zhao Tuo not only did not send soldiers to support the imperial family and resist the anti-Qin forces, but after the fall of the Qin Dynasty, he blocked the defense line and proclaimed himself the "King of Nanyue"! What a man who used the resources of the Ying Qin imperial family to build his own "royal family"!
Bah! If my father knew about Zhao Tuo's separatist activities after his death, and knew that this man not only "did not help" the Qin royal family in times of crisis, but also closed his house and enjoyed his wealthy life as the "King of Nanyue", I'm afraid he would be so angry that he would break his father's legs!
But then again, if you want to destroy Baiyue, you still have to make use of Tu Sui and Zhao Tuo. After all, these two people really conquered Baiyue in their previous life. As for how to control the land of Baiyue after conquering it, that is another issue to consider.
Qin Ying ran and thought, and the more she thought, the angrier she became.
[Damn it! My great grandfather toiled for half his life, and in the end, all this huge fortune he built has gone to someone else! Ahhhhh! Now I really want to run into the Qingzhu Palace and beat Hu Hai to death!]
"Bang--"
However, like a furry, angry little bird, the little boy ran to the main hall door angrily. Not only did he fail to hit his stupid and ruthless Eighteenth Uncle, but just as he ran to the main hall door, he heard the voices of the civil officials and military officers in the hall denouncing the "Bai Yue" in unison. Just as he was about to cheer for them, the next moment, amid the uniform scolding, he clearly heard the familiar, clear, and tangled voice of his own father.
"Father, I think the matter of exterminating the Baiyue needs to be discussed later."
And then there came the cold, yet disappointing, familiar question from his grandfather—
"Fusu, what do you think? Do you feel pity for those barbarians?"
After the son and father finished speaking, the hall suddenly became silent. The chubby boy outside the hall was so frightened that his eyelids jumped. He tripped over his left foot and then his right foot, and then threw his little body forward and fell flat on the ground.
Meng Yi, who was following the little guy with small steps, was also shocked when he saw the little grandson fall. He rushed over and picked up the little guy from the ground. He checked the child's hands and knees with concern and asked anxiously:
"Your Highness, are you hurt?"
The little fat boy, who was angry at his stupid father, had an extremely ugly expression on his face. He pursed his lips, raised his fat little hand that had been wiped clean by Meng Yi with a handkerchief, and covered Meng Yi's mouth tightly with it.
Monesi, who was squatting beside the little guy and was forced to shut up by the little prince, couldn't help but blink dryly.
However, the little prince with an ugly face just pricked up his two little ears to listen carefully to the movements in the hall, and didn't want to pay any attention to him.
Meng Yi felt quite amused, but when he heard the eldest son's conflicted voice in the hall, the smile in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a complex emotion that was extremely difficult to interpret.
Above the main hall.
Fusu saw that his father was obviously angry with him again. He was not stupid. No matter how "benevolent" he was, he would not be so "benevolent" as to be kind to the "barbarians" who "harmed the interests of the Qin Dynasty."
However, he also had his own opinions he wanted to express, so under the gaze of the courtiers in the hall, he walked to the foot of the imperial steps, raised his head slightly, looked at his father who was sitting at the head, revealed a worried expression, and answered with a bow:
"Father, I do not pity those barbarians."
"Then what do you mean by that?" The First Emperor frowned and said unhappily.
Fusu pursed his lips, looked at his father and king at the top of the table, and said with a persistent expression:
"Father, as a Qin citizen, I naturally feel pity and sorrow for those loyal officials and soldiers who tragically perished in the land of the Baiyue. I am also outraged by the disrespectful behavior of the Baiyue barbarians."
"But as the eldest son, I had no choice but to confront my father and his ministers, as they were enraged, and point out the true predicament Great Qin was facing."
"Father, I know you are angry, but please don't be angry with me. It has only been a year since our Great Qin unified the seven kingdoms."
"A few days ago, General Meng Tian recaptured the Hetao region from the Xiongnu and drove them back seven hundred miles. Father intends to mobilize millions of civilians to build the Great Wall after the autumn harvest, and he also wants to initiate the campaign to annihilate the Baiyue this year."
"In my opinion, neither the construction of the Great Wall nor the campaign to annihilate the Yue people can be accomplished overnight. The amount of food, fodder, and manpower required is incalculable. If both of these major undertakings were to be undertaken simultaneously, not to mention whether the Qin people would be overwhelmed with scramble, I'd also question whether the national treasury could sustain the effort."
Hearing his eldest son's words, the anger in the Emperor's heart was like magma bursting out of a volcano. It was like this again! It was like this every time! Fusu's favorite thing in his life was to go against his father at the wrong time!
Furious and desolate, the First Emperor took a deep breath, suppressing the rage that threatened to burst through his head. His narrow eyes lost even a trace of fatherly tenderness. He stared at the stubborn man standing upright below him, his back straight, with narrowed eyes, and sneered angrily:
"So, my Lord, since you have raised this thorny question so perceptively and accurately, and I insist on not only starting construction of the Great Wall this year but also declaring war on the Baiyue at the same time! As the son who raised the question, how do you plan to help me, your father and king, resolve it?"
It was the first time that the twenty-year-old Fusu heard his father address him by his rank instead of his name. At that moment, he looked at his father staring at him coldly, and his heart suddenly trembled. After a slight pause, he continued to lower his eyes and said stubbornly:
"Father, I think we can choose one of two things. First, build the Great Wall. After a few years, when the Great Wall is completed and the financial pressure on the national treasury is relieved, we can then start the war to destroy the Baiyue."
Upon hearing the eldest son's words about "postponing the war", the civil and military officials who usually fought like two groups of black-eyed chickens in the court and who had a rare unified idea felt as if a bucket of cold water mixed with ice cubes was poured on their heads, and their fiery mood was forced to cool down.
The eighteen Qin soldiers, kneeling on the wooden floor, their faces covered in dust, their lips chapped, their faces stained with tears, and their bodies wearing blood-stained and damaged armor, lowered their heads with disappointment in their eyes when they heard the eldest young master's words.
From the southernmost part to the northwest, the only spiritual support that kept them going through mountains and rivers, overcoming the pain of diarrhea and exhaustion, and escaping back to Xianyang from the land of Baiyue was the desire to tell the great Emperor all the hardships the Qin envoys had suffered in the wild land of Baiyue, so that they could avenge their comrades who had died tragically. However, the eldest son's words made them feel sad and aggrieved.
The First Emperor, who was sitting at the top, was so angry when he heard Fusu's answer that he almost laughed. He reached out and slammed the large black lacquer table. He looked at his stubborn eldest son below and scolded him coldly:
"My Lord! Is this the solution you've devised for me? With our national vengeance at stake, you won't let me strike while the iron is hot and mobilize my army to avenge it. Instead, you'll wait a few more years, until the bodies of the tragically deceased Qin envoys have turned to nothing but bones, before you suggest I send the Qin army southward?!"
Hearing his father's angry scolding, Fusu lowered his eyes and remained silent.
[The father and son started arguing!]
Qin Ying, standing outside the hall, covering Meng Yi's mouth, listened intently to the conversation inside, her heart beating wildly in her throat. Admittedly, the financial pressure on the national treasury that her stubborn father mentioned was indeed a significant problem. After all, the unbroken Great Wall stretched for thousands of miles, and the Baiyue to the south was so far away. With these two events happening simultaneously, who knew if the national treasury would be completely drained.
However, he understood that whether it was his grandfather or the ministers in the palace, they were all aware of the huge financial pressure behind the two major events happening at the same time!
However, in the face of the enemy's arrogance, even financial pressure must be put aside. Now there is no thought of retreat or concession, even if the whole country is so poor that it is forced to tighten its belt and eat dirt! This war must be started this year!
Qin Ying took a deep breath and once again lamented in her heart that her "uncles of grains and numbers" were not a real "digital army", and that her pedantic father, who could only raise questions but not solve them, was a bit stupid. Anyway, she didn't expect him to inherit the family business, and she still had him as the eldest son's lineage.
Having made up his mind, the little fellow used his mind to call up the system panel and checked the blind box coins he had accumulated over the past few months. He bought two items in the system mall, then put down his chubby hand that was covering Meng Yi's mouth, looked calm and thoughtful, and patted the dust on his clothes with his little hands.
After listening attentively to the scene in the hall where no one dared to speak after his grandfather got angry, he used his small hand to push away Meng Yi's big hand that was touching his knee, and walked straight towards the door of the hall.
Meng Yi, who was squatting at the back, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the eldest grandson's actions. He didn't know what the little grandson was doing, but at this moment he seemed to see some of the emperor's tall figure from the little grandson's short and determined back.
Qin Ying walked to the door of the tall hall with her short legs. She held the black lacquered door frame with her small hands and tried to lift her short legs to enter the hall. When she saw that the hall was full of people, she shouted loudly in her tender voice, which was childish but firm:
"Grandfather, Ying has heard about the Baiyue outside! I agree with you. My Qin envoy traveled thousands of miles for the Great Qin, and unfortunately, Jin Xia died in the land of the Southern Barbarians. This is truly a painful thing for the Great Qin!"
"The Baiyue natives don't know who their king is, and they don't know how high heaven and earth are. They are arrogant and domineering, and they deserve to be punished!"
"This year, the Qin people not only have to build the Great Wall, but also conquer the Baiyue in the south! Anyone who dissuades me and hinders the progress of the Qin Dynasty is either mediocre or stupid! There is no need for me to be angry with them!"
Amidst the strange silence, a clear, baby-like voice suddenly rang out at the palace door, like a beam of bright light piercing the thick darkness, instantly attracting all the civil and military officials in the palace to turn their heads and look towards the palace door.
The First Emperor, who was sitting high up in the table and was heartbroken by his stubborn eldest son, and Fusu, who was stubbornly refusing to give in despite the pressure from his father, both looked up and turned to look in the direction of the sound.
I saw a little baby, only three heads tall, wearing a light-colored robe, pursing his lips, with clear and serious eyes, walking towards the emperor and his ministers in the hall with his short legs, walking against the light.
This was Qin Ying's second appearance before the officials, but it was her first time attending a court meeting.
Under the gazes and scrutiny of the civil and military officials seated on both sides, he straightened his little body, and struggled to move his short legs along the wooden floor until he reached the middle of the floor. He then continued walking to the bottom of the imperial steps, until he was a body length closer to his stubborn father. He finally stopped, clasped his two little hands together, and bowed slightly to his father, who was sitting above him, and said loudly in a childish voice:
"Your Excellency, Grandfather, after finishing my morning classes, I happened to hear your advice when I came to the main hall."
"As the eldest son of the Qin Emperor, my father has the right to raise issues that concern him. Then, as the eldest grandson of the Qin Emperor, Ying also has the right to offer his own advice."
"Ying, this is not the place you should be. You are still young, why don't you leave quickly."
Upon hearing his fat son's words, Fusu immediately frowned and shouted.
Ying·Little Fatty turned around and clenched his fists, wanting to talk to his father, but found it too difficult to look up. He immediately "tengtengteng" walked up a few steps and stood in the middle of the steps. After his sight rose one meter, he slightly raised his head and looked at his father standing below and said coldly:
"Father, I have figured out the whole story of the Baiyue incident. Please forgive me for speaking frankly. Although what you said makes sense, it is indeed too stupid!"
"madness?"
Seeing his fat son's stubborn attitude when he was criticized by the emperor, Fusu almost laughed out of anger.
Sitting at the top, the First Emperor looked at the small figure of his grandson standing in front of him, and the anger in his eyes instantly disappeared.
"Yes, it's stupid!"
Qin Ying looked at her biological father and said words as stubbornly as her biological father, which could make "her biological father" angry and heartbroken.
After seeing this scene, the ministers kneeling below couldn't help but glance back and forth at the grandfather, father, and grandson in front of them with gossipy eyes.
[Just as a father and son started arguing, another father and son started arguing again!]
[After the father-son war, there is another father-son war! After the father-son filial piety, there is another father-son filial piety!]
[Color!]
The civil and military officials sitting in the hall really did not expect that the emperor's eldest grandson would appear in the court meeting at this time. They also did not expect that the emperor's eldest grandson would support the emperor as soon as he arrived and directly suppress his own father.
This royal drama with a tight rhythm and rapid reversals - "The eldest prince first overturned the stage set up by His Majesty, and then the eldest grandson of the emperor rushed in and overturned the stage set up by the eldest prince" is really wonderful!
Who says the royal family is boring? Royal affairs are so interesting!
The ministers were looking at the three royal grandparents and grandchildren. Fusu was completely stunned after being scolded by his own father and then confronted by his fat son.
He stared blankly at his fat son, whose features resembled his father's. He waved his hand with difficulty and shouted, "Ying, that's not the place for you to stand. Come down quickly."
"No need, just stand there and say everything you want to say."
The First Emperor immediately spoke up to stop his stubborn eldest son from saying anything.
[The emperor is doting on Ying again.] Fusu closed his mouth helplessly.
With the support of her grandfather, Qin Ying also stood directly on the stairs, slightly raised her head to look at her father, frowned, and said loudly in disapproval:
"Father, although Ying is young, I understand that as a subject, I must always share the worries of my father and king."
"Father only thought about the enormous financial pressure the court faced when building the Great Wall and conquering the Baiyue. Why didn't he consider whether delayed justice was fair to the victims?"
Hearing the words of the emperor's eldest grandson, the eighteen mourning and blood-stained soldiers immediately looked up at the little kid standing on the imperial steps, tears welling up in their eyes.
"tassel……"
Fusu looked at his fat son's cold little round face as he angrily retorted to him, his mouth opening and closing, not knowing what to say in response.
As it turned out, Ying Xiaopangduner didn't want to give his father a chance to speak. Instead, he folded his two little hands and raised them slightly in the direction of his grandfather. Then, looking at his father, the entire court, and the eighteen surviving soldiers kneeling on the wooden floor, he said loudly in a childish voice:
"Last year, to relieve our great father's worries, the Confucian officials of the imperial court bravely left their homes and journeyed to the barbaric southern lands to educate the natives. However, the Yue people were arrogant, brutal, and unreasonable! Not only did they fail to appreciate our great father's earnest teachings, they also brutally murdered and robbed people. Their brutal and barbaric actions truly infuriated both the Qin people and the Xuanniao!"
"Don't the barbaric people of Baiyue know about the existence of the Great Qin? Don't they know about the existence of the Great Father? Wrong! They are openly committing such vicious acts to directly provoke the Great Qin! Test the Great Father!"
"If Grandfather had truly listened to Father and postponed the war to annihilate the Baiyue until a few years later, would those loyal ministers who tragically died in the Baiyue, and those heroic souls wandering the wilderness, have mistakenly believed that Grandfather had abandoned them? Wouldn't their families have felt heartbroken and aggrieved? Wouldn't those wild monkeys hiding in the southern mountains and forests have laughed uncontrollably, thinking that Grandfather was afraid of them?!"
"Father, I'm telling you straight up. Those wild monkeys dared to brazenly massacre the Qin envoys this summer. If we don't see the Qin army marching south to deal with them by the end of the year, they'll rush into the Chu border to burn, kill, and loot! And the year after, they'll be so bold as to try to take a bite out of Chu!"
Although the milky taste in the little prince's voice had not faded, his words were obviously full of the firm tone of the old Qin people. A group of old Qin generals could not help but nod their heads repeatedly. The eighteen bloody soldiers who were exhausted and kneeling on the wooden floor were so moved that their lips trembled and their eyes were filled with tears of excitement.
As the leader of the civil servants, Li Si couldn't help but look at Wang Ben with envy once again. Although the Wang family unfortunately had a foolish son-in-law, they were lucky to have a grandson who looked very much like the emperor. The pros and cons offset each other, and as a relative of the royal family, old Li still felt that the Wang family had made a profit.
Zhao Gao, who was standing beside the big pillar and listening to the whole process, couldn't help but tremble his pupils. Born in the hidden palace but a descendant of the Zhao royal family, he couldn't help but think in his heart: The Qin family and the Zhao family obviously have the same ancestor, but the gap after hundreds of years is really too big!
The Zhao family was destroyed by the Qin family. After the Qin family produced six generations of heroic rulers, he rushed out of the cannibalistic hidden palace with bloody footprints step by step. It was originally thought that after Qin Shihuang, the Qin family would decline by the time of the second emperor. Unexpectedly, the leader of the third emperor was able to take on responsibilities before he even had his diapers pulled out.
Compared to the descendants who drive carriages, Xuanniao still prefers the descendants who raise horses...
Zhao Gao was in a very complicated mood. He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said nothing, following the footsteps of the eldest grandson and walking into the hall in a low-key manner. Meng Yi, who was standing next to Zhao Gao, watched the eldest grandson's performance after entering the hall and listened to the tough little baby voice speaking, but he couldn't help but look at the little prince with excitement. The contrast between father and son was too obvious. He couldn't wait to run home immediately and go against all opinions to let the clan give up the eldest son and directly bet on the eldest grandson.
Although the eldest son is really a kind-hearted person, his performance has disappointed his followers once, twice... many times.
Qin Ying, whose eyes were full of the desire to "make her own father stupid", did not notice that the task bar for conquering the Meng family had suddenly moved forward a long way.
He walked down a step, looked up at his somewhat dazed father again, and said in a stubborn and childish voice:
"Father, political power is won through struggle, not through temporary kindness."
"Grandfather once told me that the Qin people's rise to power was built on generations of fighting against the Rong and Di tribes outside the Great Wall! Battling the wind and sand outside the Great Wall! They fought their way out of the battlefield with great difficulty!"
"Among the Seven Heroes, the Qin people are the least afraid of fighting! The Qin people can fight against the sky! Fight against the earth! Fight against people!"
"When there's a drought, the Qin people will dig wells. When there's a flood, the Qin people will build canals!"
"If we don't have enough people to build the Great Wall, the Qin people can go fight the Xiongnu, the Baiyue, and the Western Regions! Capture the Xiongnu! Capture the Baiyue! Capture the people of the Western Regions! Let's build the Great Wall together! If a thousand people aren't enough, we'll have ten thousand! If ten thousand aren't enough, we'll have one hundred thousand! If one hundred thousand aren't enough, we'll have one million!"
"If the imperial treasury is running low on funds, we should find a way to raise military funds! Instead of leaving the problem to my father!"
"Whether it's building the Great Wall or conquering the Baiyue in the south, these two major tasks must not only be undertaken by the Qin people, but also be accomplished with all our might!"
"Now that the Seven Kingdoms have united, and my father is wise, there are over 20 million Qin people in the world. Heroes are as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river, and there are hundreds of thousands of nobles and wealthy families, if not millions!"
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