[Various] The Deposed Crown Prince's Survival Story

In fact, not only did Fusu himself know this, but even Ying Zheng, after hearing Fusu say, "Su'er knows his mistake, Su'er will never make the same mistake again," only chuckled and offered no further comment.

Never make the same mistake again? Haha! It means making the same mistake again, but not letting me catch you, or rather, making a new mistake and then never making the same old one again.

"Father, actually, Su'er really didn't do anything to Teacher Han Fei..." Fu Su rubbed his little bottom, making an excuse that "my bottom hurts, the floor is too hard," and burrowed into Ying Zheng's arms to sit down. He pulled Ying Zheng to hold him tight before leaning against his father's chest and starting to sob, "Su'er is so wronged! Su'er only asked him a few questions, and he wouldn't answer, and he even turned on Su'er. Sob, Su'er is wronged, Su'er is sad, Su'er is heartbroken."

"Oh? Only a few questions were asked? How did a few questions make Han Fei so angry?" Ying Zheng looked at Fusu with curiosity.

Not long after Han Fei entered the palace, he stormed out in a fit of rage, a sight witnessed by many.

Ying Zheng did not witness the scene firsthand, but some curious individuals provided detailed and vivid descriptions of what happened.

Moreover, the description consists of only one sentence.

"At that time, when the guards asked him why he was leaving, Han Fei only said one sentence: 'Let me go! I'm not going to teach anymore, I'm going back to Han!' Han Fei said it all in one breath, very fluently, without the slightest stutter."

In no time, news that Han Fei was so impressed (or angry) by Fu Su's intelligence that he could speak fluently spread like wildfire throughout Xianyang.

The eldest son is truly wise, brave, and exceptionally intelligent!

The eldest son has truly stood up for us!

The eldest son really delivered a powerful rebuttal today!

Compared to the Qin strategists who were speechless because of Han Fei's bullying but were now celebrating because Han Fei was being bullied by Fusu, Ying Zheng did not feel happy when he heard about this. Instead, he rushed to Fusu's palace, grabbed the brat, and gave him a good beating.

Ying Zheng beat Fusu not to vent his anger for Han Fei, but because Fusu was becoming increasingly audacious and difficult to manage. The rate at which he drove away his teachers had increased from one per day to one per hour. This child was already so naughty at such a young age; what would he be like when he grew up?

As the saying goes, even cats and dogs dislike seven- or eight-year-olds. Does this mean that Fusu has already taken one step into that category?

Anyway, Ying Zheng would miss Fusu terribly if he didn't see him for a day, and if he did see him, he would have the urge to pull him over and spank him within two minutes.

Therefore, when Ying Zheng beat Fusu, it was really just because he saw Fusu's big white buttocks and couldn't help but want to teach the brat a lesson to prevent him from running wild. As for the truth of the matter, he was too lazy to care.

"Su'er didn't ask anything, just who was the top and who was the bottom between him and Li Si," Fusu said unhappily, pouting.

Why are you so angry when I'm just asking about who's the seme and uke? Finding out who's the seme and uke will save those women from arguing about it!

"Attack...defense..." Ying Zheng stroked his chin, frowned, and thought seriously for a while. "Although the 'way of attack and defense' is a Mohist concept and has nothing to do with the Legalist school, Li Qing is well-versed in all schools of thought. As his fellow disciple, Han Fei should also have some understanding of the Mohist school. How could he leave in anger just because of a word like 'attack and defense'?"

"However, on the other hand, Han Fei's mentor Xunzi was a Confucian. Although Confucianism and Mohism were the two major schools of thought in the world, the two schools were not on good terms and often quarreled over nothing."

"Mozi was born a commoner and despised noble children who held high positions because of their bloodline, while Han Fei..."

"So, it's not really true that Han Fei turned against the Mohists... wait! That wouldn't have made Han Fei this angry! Su'er, are you hiding something?"

Listening to Ying Zheng's endless stream of wild ideas, Fusu broke out in a cold sweat. He really wanted to tell Ying Zheng that he was asking about "top and bottom" rather than "top and defense," but seeing his boss's serious expression, the cute but not stupid Fusu felt that... some things are better left in the past and not mentioned again.

"No, Su'er just asked about the relationship between Han Fei and Li Si, because they are classmates. Su'er is very curious, and Su'er also wants classmates." Fu Su pouted, rested her chin on her hands, and said in an innocent and cute tone with a serious expression.

"That's it?" Ying Zheng said with a suspicious look.

"What else can we do? Su'er is only six years old! Su'er didn't even touch him, what can she do to him?" Fu Su pouted, angrily defending herself.

"Well... that's true. Han Fei wasn't exactly a magnanimous person to begin with." Compared to Han Fei, who was sharp-tongued and stuttering, Ying Zheng naturally preferred his soft and cute son.

Although I know Fusu is mischievous, he also has many good points. For example, he is very smart, and... um... um... why can't I think of any good points Fusu has right now?

In any case, it's a fact that the clever and resourceful Su'er cured Han Fei's stutter; and it's also a fact that Han Fei is petty and gets angry over a single sentence from Fu Su.

"Alright, your father believes you, believes that Su'er did nothing wrong, it's all Han Fei's petty-mindedness." Ying Zheng stroked Fusu's head and said with a loving expression.

"Hehe... Father is the best... Father, have a chicken leg..." Fusu held a greasy chicken leg in both hands and presented it to Ying Zheng, saying with a grin.

Then, Fusu got the reply he wanted: "If Father doesn't eat, Su'er will," and he smiled as he started gnawing on the big chicken leg.

I have absolutely never asked "have loved"; I have absolutely never explained "love is what you feel in your heart"; I have never said "it means asking if you had any improper male-male relationships when you were in school"; and I have absolutely never explained "the so-called improper male-male relationship is like the relationship between Mi Zixia and Duke Ling of Wei".

Hmph! Didn't Han Fei keep saying he wasn't a yaoi fan? Didn't he say that the story of "sharing the peach" was just to say "a dragon has scales that cannot be provoked"? Didn't he say that this was just a proper discussion about the relationship between a king and his ministers, advising ministers that even if they are favored, they should know their limits and etiquette, lest the king turn on them one day and use the past to cause trouble?

There's a saying, what was it again? When you don't love someone, even breathing feels wrong.

Thinking of this, Fusu suddenly threw down the chicken leg, snuggled into Ying Zheng's arms, and said in a tender voice, "Father, you can't not love Su'er, you must love Su'er for the rest of your life."

"No!" Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng did not comfort Fusu as usual, but instead said in a cold voice with a stern face, "I do not want to love you for a lifetime!"

"Why?" Fusu raised his head angrily, his little face flushed red, his childish face full of grievance.

What about trust between people? Aren't we supposed to be each other's angels, loving each other for a lifetime?

"You brat, you rubbed your face all over my chest, and now you've even touched my belt! Let me tell you, this belt was sewn by your mother!" Ying Zheng said with a look of disgust, lifting Fusu from his arms by his belt. Looking at the little fool who was swaying and completely bewildered, not knowing what he had done wrong, he said, "Let me tell you something in advance: women are very unreasonable creatures. If you want to continue a good relationship with a woman, you'd better keep the things they give you safe."

Of course, not every gift from a woman was worthy of Ying Zheng's attention. After all, Ying Zheng was the King of Qin. There were countless women who wanted to climb into his bed and give themselves to him, so why would he care about anything else?

However, when it comes to a concubine like Mi Ji, who is beautiful, of high status, born into nobility, has children, and is favored by him, Ying Zheng wouldn't mind spending some time thinking about her and indulging in marital intimacy, as long as it doesn't involve matters of state or military affairs.

"You brat, just wait until tonight when your mother will teach you a lesson," Ying Zheng said coldly, looking at Fusu's silly and adorable expression.

Fusu's little face first fell, then as if he had thought of something, he cried out, "Waaah... Father, Su'er doesn't want to be hit by a mixed doubles of men and women!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could it be a mixed doubles fight? A lady like your mother would never lay a hand on someone. At most, she'd just talk." You brat, you really don't know how to speak properly, spouting such obvious truths.

"Then we might as well take action," Fusu muttered under his breath. At least his stepmother's strength was weak; she couldn't even hit someone with the force of a mosquito bite.

The boss's father was a physical blow, like slapping someone on the butt; but the mistress's mother was a psychological blow, the kind that goes straight to the heart.

Just as Fusu was frowning and wondering how to appease his adoptive mother, he saw the little rabbit he had sent to keep an eye on Han Fei peeking in through the doorway, its expression seemingly anxious.

"Little rabbit, come in." Fusu beckoned to the little rabbit, then turned to look at Ying Zheng, who was behind the screen having palace servants change his clothes, and whispered, "Where is Mr. Han Fei?"

If Ying Zheng hadn't been around, Fusu would definitely have been called "Han Fei" directly.

“Mr. Han Fei…” The little rabbit hesitated, glancing in Ying Zheng’s direction before looking at Fusu. Fusu nodded, signaling him to speak freely.

Anyway, Father has already taken care of things, so why should I be afraid of Han Fei flying to the sky?

The little rabbit spoke up, "Mr. Han Fei and Lord Li Si are fighting."

"How is this possible?" It wasn't Fusu who spoke, but Ying Zheng, who had changed his clothes and turned around from behind the screen. He pointed at the little rabbit and said anxiously, "You... explain to me clearly, how did Han Fei and Li Si start fighting?"

Seeing Ying Zheng's slightly anxious expression, Fusu instinctively wanted to comfort his boss, so he spoke up—

"Father, don't worry. Mr. Han Fei and Mr. Li Si have a quarrel in bed and make up in bed. It's alright."

Kid, do you even know what "quarrels at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed" means?