[Various] The Deposed Crown Prince's Survival Story

After Fusu finished speaking, the onlookers displayed expressions such as "bewildered expression 1", "bewildered expression 2", and "bewildered expression 3".

Oh dear! How can the Earthlings be so foolish? They just don't understand no matter how I explain it. Should I have them conduct an experiment on the spot?

Fusu is now particularly envious of that comrade-in-arms who is said to have gone two thousand years into the future. Although the people of Earth in that era were just as adorably stupid, at least when you tell him "I am a Waixingren," he won't kneel down and call you "God."

Ugh! I'm so angry! I'm so upset I don't even want to talk about it!

Seeing Fusu's cheeks puffing out from time to time, Ying Zheng, who knew his son's temper well, decided to give Fusu a way out, so that he wouldn't go on a rampage and hurt people while keeping a blacklist in his little notebook.

"Su'er, such dangerous work can be done by the servants next time. You really scared your father this time." Ying Zheng patted Fusu's arm and said gently.

"I was just thinking of helping Father Emperor get something," Fusu said in a particularly soft and cute voice as he moved closer to Ying Zheng, grabbed Ying Zheng's arm.

Logically speaking, Fusu is already twenty years old this year and has just broken through 1.8 meters in height. Even if Ying Zheng is nearly two meters tall, Fusu would still be a huge blob standing next to him, and he doesn't fit the image of a petite woman at all.

But Fusu was handsome. As the face of the Qin Empire, Fusu used his good looks to sweep away all disharmony.

"Good boy, Su'er." Ying Zheng patted Fu Su's head, then felt his clothes being tugged hard.

You don't even need to look down to know that there are only one or two people in this world who would dare to pull at your clothes.

"Let me pat the little pig too." Without thinking, Ying Zheng reached out and patted Hu Hai on the head.

After touching it, Ying Zheng waved his hand, signaling everyone to load the Yuzhou Ding onto the carriage, and then returned to the royal carriage with his two sons.

This action had two consequences.

Firstly, Xu Fu, who was once highly sought after and rose to prominence overnight, lost favor from then on.

Secondly, Ying Zheng not only did not change his feudal and superstitious habits, but became even more superstitious. He not only frequently contacted local scholars, but also began to engage in self-cultivation and other such practices.

If he had truly cultivated his character, that would have been fine. The problem was that while Ying Zheng was cultivating his character, he still managed to hold immense power and control life and death.

Of course, this is something for later, let’s not mention it for now.

Although Fusu left gracefully, the legends surrounding him remain.

As the water surged, the eldest son used a coconut shell to divine the future. Upon entering the water, he found the Nine Cauldrons that had been stolen by the Dragon King. After retrieving the cauldrons, he was chased by the Dragon King, but in the end, he cleverly and bravely defeated the Dragon King and retrieved the Nine Cauldrons. The story of defeating the Dragon King and retrieving the Nine Cauldrons quickly spread among the people.

There was no way around it; most people in this era led very boring lives. Royal gossip and various fairy tales were among their few sources of entertainment. Fusu's story combined both. In addition, there were at least several thousand people who witnessed the scene that day. Under the watchful eyes of so many, even if Ying Zheng had issued a gag order, it would have been impossible for him to keep quiet.

Then, stories about Fusu's childhood as a child prodigy, his intelligence, and his knack for slapping people in the face were also brought up.

Only then did everyone realize that the protagonist in so many legends was actually the same person. Why didn't anyone think of that?

The story is quite simple. Although there were many witnesses to the story of Fusu as a child, it was discovered at the gate of Xianyang Palace, which was not only Qin territory but also the territory of the King of Qin. In addition, most of the people who witnessed this scene were Qin soldiers. Therefore, although the story was widely circulated, it was regarded as a fabrication by many people who considered themselves knowledgeable.

However, this time, finding the Nine Cauldrons and being chased by the dragon's suction water were no longer possible. This time, it happened on the river surface, surrounded not only by thousands of Qin soldiers, but also by thousands of laborers and sailors conscripted from the nearby area, as well as officials who traveled with Ying Zheng and... alchemists.

Yes, a sorcerer.

Besides Xu Fu, Fusu gained a large number of alchemists as fans. These people, who were eager to seek immortality, began to fawn over Fusu after witnessing such a miracle.

Furthermore, since Fusu was the eldest son, and many of the alchemists were Confucian scholars, the Confucian tradition dictates that the eldest son should be the legitimate heir, so they had no trouble fawning over Fusu.

If, upon arrival, no one questioned Fusu's feat of carrying the Yuzhou Cauldron ashore with one hand, no one praised his strength, and no one even said he was abnormal or inhuman, but instead felt that it was normal for the eldest son to do such a thing, since it was natural for an extraordinary person to have unusual behavior.

The last young hero to be so highly praised by the people of Qin was Li Erlang, the son of Li Bing, the builder of the Dujiangyan Irrigation System. People may not know Li Erlang.

But Dujiangyan is located at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, and Li Erlang was conferred the title of "Erlang Shen" by the Song Dynasty emperor. Does this give you a faint sense of familiarity?

Of course, that's a story for another time.

The truth is that Ying Zheng, that scoundrel, sent thousands of people to retrieve the Yuzhou Ding before he obtained it. Once he got it, although he pretended to love the Yuzhou Ding, ordering people to remove the water plants and copper rust, and displaying it in a decorated carriage for the people along the way to watch and show off Qin's virtue, in reality, Ying Zheng looked at the Yuzhou Ding, which had almost caused him to lose his son, with utter contempt. He didn't give it a second glance except in public.

Thus, after obtaining the Yuzhou Ding, Ying Zheng was eager to return home and had developed a psychological aversion to water. Therefore, he did not visit the Xiang River as he had done in history, but instead traveled directly back to Xianyang by land.

When Ying Zheng set off, his five children were still breastfeeding, and He Hua was only a new wife. When he returned to Xianyang Palace, the five children not only ran all over the palace but also called out "Grandfather, Grandfather" to Ying Zheng, melting his heart. He Hua, on the other hand, held a baby girl. The offspring of a handsome man and a beautiful woman were naturally good-looking, but perhaps because nephews resemble uncles, the baby girl didn't look like either her father or mother, but rather resembled Fusu very much.

"How could I be like a girl?" Fusu said angrily.

Lies! This is absolutely a lie! How could a handsome and dashing young man like me possibly resemble a girl?

In a fit of anger, Fusu carried his five children back to the palace.

How do you expect me to carry them? Two babies in my left and right arms, two babies on my right and left shoulders, and one baby on my head.

Actually, Fusu didn't want to hold them like that, but he couldn't resist the five babies calling him "Dad" all at once. At this moment, Fusu probably understood Ying Zheng's feelings. He simply couldn't refuse his sons' requests, even if they were unreasonable.

As time passed, Fusu spent his time in Xianyang Palace revising memorials and taking care of his son.

The former is fine. Ying Zheng feels that his work has become much easier recently. As expected, like father, like son. With the baby Fusu, he can save more time to cultivate immortality and chat about life with beautiful women.

However, the above was just Ying Zheng's wonderful idea. Although with Fusu's help, Ying Zheng had much more time for government affairs, it did not mean that he could freely handle this time.

The reason lies in the following sentence.

Fusu's method of raising his sons was rather unconventional. The toddlers were only a little over a year old, yet he would take them up trees to steal bird eggs, down trees to catch big fish, and on the ground they would fight rabbits. As a result, in Xianyang Palace, one could often see one big bear child leading five other big bear children, plus a half-grown bear child, causing trouble everywhere.

Today someone reported that the eldest son and his son accidentally started a small fire while roasting a pheasant. Fortunately, no one was injured, but a few walls were blackened. Tomorrow someone will report that the eldest son and the youngest son were catching small fish and killed most of the koi in the lake. Should we add some more information? The day after tomorrow someone will report that there are rumors circulating in the palace that it is haunted, involving five little ghosts, one big ghost, and one half-grown ghost. What do you think?

What are you looking at? What's so interesting? I'm so heartbroken!

Mi Ji, Hu Ji, I don't know what kind of temper you two have, giving birth to two such naughty children for me. All my other sixteen sons and ten daughters combined are not as naughty as them.

Ying Zheng lay on his desk, reflecting on his life and pondering why such a domineering emperor like himself would have two such unruly children. It must be Mi Ji and Hu Ji's fault; no matter what, it was their fault. He, on the other hand, could never be at fault.

The year passed in the blink of an eye, and Ying Zheng was preparing for another eastern tour.

"Father, you promised last time that you would take me with you this time."

Upon hearing that Ying Zheng was going on another eastern tour, Fusu immediately left his six mischievous children behind. To prevent these unruly children from speaking ill of Ying Zheng, Fusu even threw one of them into the little maze he had built for his precious sons. Given the little bear's intelligence, it would take at least half an hour for him to find his way out.

"Uh...did I agree to that?" Ying Zheng replied, feigning surprise.

"Father! Emperor!" Fusu pouted angrily, looking at Ying Zheng and saying each word clearly.

"Hahaha! Alright, alright! I was just joking with you, look at you, so silly." Ying Zheng waved his hand and said generously, "Su'er, come along too."

"Great! I can go out and play with Father Emperor." Fusu was beaming with excitement as he began to plan what he should bring with him.

Oh dear! I wonder if I can get chicken legs along the way? Should I bring a cook or a whole truckload of chickens? Besides chicken legs, what else should I bring? The meat patties are pretty good too, should I bring the cook along as well?

Seeing Fusu looking like he was on a picnic, Ying Zheng shook his head, both amused and exasperated.

As the emperor, his frequent eastern tours were certainly not for leisure. After all, in this era there were no high-speed trains, bullet trains, or airplanes, not even springs. Sitting in a horse-drawn carriage for a whole day could kill a person. Moreover, one would often encounter strong winds, heavy rains, landslides, mudslides, and other dangers. It was extremely dangerous and could kill a person in a matter of minutes.

Aside from these natural disasters, the thing the Eastern Tour feared most was *.