Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 375 The harmony between father and son depends on me, Zhao Si!

Fusu and Zhao Si heard the sound and stood up together.

"I can still shoot a two-stone bow, and my body is still strong." The First Emperor said calmly.

Zhao Si knew that Fusu was far away from the center of Xianyang and had not seen the First Emperor for many years. He was worried about the First Emperor's health. Moreover, the First Emperor's health was not very good before he returned from the sea.

But now the First Emperor has regained his second youth, and it is no joke to shoot a two-stone bow. If the situation calls for it, the First Emperor will wear armor and go into battle. In terms of personal force alone, he is probably the best in the world.

"My son has been away in Longxi for many years and has never met to greet my father. I am really happy that my father is in good health." A smile appeared on Fusu's face, and he had time to look at his father.

Fusu was the earliest child of the First Emperor. Fusu was born just after the First Emperor succeeded to the throne.

When Fu Su remembered, the First Emperor was only in his early twenties, when he was at his strongest and most courageous.

Therefore, Fusu watched his father decline step by step from a high-spirited tiger to a wolf.

He also watched with his own eyes as his father became obsessed with seeking immortality and became exhausted.

What he cared about most was nothing more than the body of the First Emperor.

As for the answer that the First Emperor could shoot a bow with two stones, to Fusu, it was all a tough talk from his old father. He was just joking. His father knew what he was like before. Now he is over 50 years old and has entered the end of his life. At this stage, can’t we live longer and stay younger?
However, when his eyes fell on his father, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

I saw that my father had a ruddy complexion, piercing eyes, and a majestic body. He didn't feel bloated at all. He was almost full of energy. He didn't look like an old man in his 50s at all.

People have spirit and spirit, so to speak.

Not to mention that the First Emperor's body shape changed due to weight loss.

Fusu's impression of the First Emperor was still at the stage where he was obsessed with immortality, took drugs violently, was low on energy, and was in decline. However, he had no idea that the version had been updated after he left Longxi.

To put it bluntly, if the current Shi Huang Dynasty ignores the slight graying of his temples, some people will believe him if they say he is in his 30s.

After such a comparison, Fusu felt that he had stayed up all day and night, and had been in the wind and sun in Longxi for so long. I am afraid that he no longer looked much different from his father.

In fact it is.

Longxi is a poor place, on the border of the empire, with strong wind and sand. How can we raise people?
Comparing Longxi's external conditions with those of the First Emperor, some people believed that the two brothers were about the same age. Even Fusu, who had not slept all night, looked older than the First Emperor.

This is not an exaggeration. After all, the First Emperor has been nourished by the halo of raw jade for several years, and his life has been extended. In addition, the First Emperor himself is a self-discipline maniac. He completely follows Zhao Si's advice on diet and exercise. After using cheats for so many years, it can still be compared. Only Fusu, who was exposed to the wind, sun and rain, had ghosts.

Moreover, to take a step back, isn’t it normal for future generations to have bald and premature ejaculation programmers in their 30s and 60s, and to be vigorous and vigorous in the [-]s and [-]s?

"Are you thinking about my body, or are you feeling resentful after being away from Xianyang for a long time?" The First Emperor glanced at his old son who was covered with dust.

Fusu's appearance is not particularly good. Even if he is a polite gentleman, he has tidied up his appearance, but how can it be any better if he travels day and night from Longxi to Guannai?
The weather in Shangjun is bad and hurtful.

But even though he meant to care, the way he spoke changed when he spoke.

"When I left, my father listened to the slanderous words of the alchemists, swallowed the medicine of tigers and wolves, and pursued the ethereal ambition of immortality. His health was deteriorating. I also heard that my father was sick in the sand dunes last year. I was worried about him, but I didn't expect that my father's body would actually... "

What?He actually looks in better shape than Fusu.

"The eldest son traveled day and night. He stayed up all night before rushing to the palace in advance." Zhao Si interjected.

The First Emperor glanced at Zhao Si and moved his lips, but did not continue to express his connotation to Fusu.

But the father and son had not seen each other for a long time, and the gap between them was extremely heavy. For a while, there was nothing to talk about.

The First Emperor summoned Fu Su to return to the country in preparation for the appointment of a crown prince. This was something that did not need to be thought about, but it should not be discussed as a topic.

All dynasties have always been very taboo about the appointment of a prince. After all, the emperor is different from ordinary people...

As a result, the father and son, after a brief exchange of greetings, fell into an awkward situation where there was no topic.

The First Emperor was like a silent old father. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. As for Fusu, he was worried that he would say something else and make the First Emperor unhappy.

The current atmosphere was embarrassing for the First Emperor and Fusu, but it was obviously full of joy for Zhao Si.

The father and son were staring at each other, while Zhao Si was having fun.

This father and son are also very interesting...

History has proven that the First Emperor still believed that Fusu was his most outstanding successor, whether he controlled 30 soldiers and horses in Shangjun from Fusu or established a heir apparent in the last crisis.

As for Fusu, I'm afraid he probably feels that his father doesn't love him.

The fact that Fusu resolutely committed suicide after receiving Hu Hai's edict shows the problem. Fusu felt that it was reasonable and highly possible for the First Emperor to issue an edict to kill him.

This shows how deep the gap between father and son has become.

But now history has changed, no one is trying to make an edict, and there is no danger to speak of. Zhao Sile's eating melons is just like the aunt at the entrance of the village, snooping into the private affairs of the Tian family.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence, but perhaps both the First Emperor and Fusu were used to this way of getting along.

Because of too many things, I don't know when the father and son have become like this. They can't say a few words, and they either argue or remain silent.

Even if the First Emperor had the love for his son as an old father in his heart, he would be completely turned off when faced with this situation. In the end, it would be nothing more than a hasty ending, leaving Fusu to go back and forth.

The more embarrassments there are, the less opportunities the father and son have to meet, and the number of heart-to-heart talks is almost non-existent~
Faced with this situation, the First Emperor usually asked Fusu to go back and rest, ending the meeting between father and son.

The First Emperor glanced at Fusu. Fusu lowered his eyebrows as usual and didn't know what he was thinking. The First Emperor felt depressed in his heart. He just felt that the king is not the emperor and the father is not the father. He wanted to speak to end this embarrassing situation. From the corner of his eye, he noticed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. Zhao Si is rising.

The First Emperor paused for a moment to look at Zhao Si, only to find that the boy looked serious as usual.

Was this guy laughing just now?
The First Emperor glared at the daring Zhao Si, and felt even more agitated.

Fusu, as his eldest son, was actually not as good as an outsider!
Zhao Si was stunned for a moment when he saw the First Emperor's eyes drifting towards him.

Naturally, he could not feel the various emotions of the First Emperor, so for Zhao Si, it was nothing more than a wink from the First Emperor.

Zhao Si understands!When the atmosphere becomes awkward, someone needs to bring up a new topic to liven up the atmosphere.

"The eldest son came back all night. It was so dusty. Did you have a meal on the way?"

Just when the First Emperor was about to open his mouth to drive people away, Zhao Si spoke in advance. The First Emperor's words came to his lips, but he finally swallowed them.

After all, he is his biological son...

"Not yet..." Fusu smiled and shook his head.

"But it doesn't matter. You can just wash up and eat later."

Fusu's words came to an end. He himself knew that he would have to leave before he could stay in the palace for long in front of his father. His words revealed his determination and proficiency.

Sure enough, after Fusu finished speaking, the First Emperor's expression turned even worse.Zhao Si pretended not to have heard and smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you didn't have a meal, did you? I was in a hurry when I came out of the house, and I didn't eat. The eldest son stayed in Longxi all year round. I heard that Shangjun was in poverty. I'm afraid there's nothing wrong with it." I think the eldest son has never tasted good food and stir-fried vegetables. It just so happens that I have been studying this recently and have gained a little. Why don’t you try my craftsmanship?"

Zhao Si really didn't eat and left home in a hurry.

In fact, the First Emperor didn't eat either. He knew his son's character well. Since he had arrived in the customs yesterday, he would definitely come at full speed under the stars. If he didn't eat, he would just wait to have a meal with his great son.

Zhao Si's blunt words made both father and son find the steps in a tacit understanding.

"There is no shortage of meat in Shangjun, but there is nothing delicious to eat."

"In that case, why don't you get ready?"

The First Emperor and Fusu both spoke at the same time.

Got it!

Zhao Si waved his hand and headed straight to the kitchen with ease.

He was familiar with this place. After all, Zhao Si had been personally responsible for the First Emperor's meals for a long time.

"I have indeed never heard of stir-fry in Shangjun." Fusu said what Zhao Si said.

"This kid has figured out a way to eat it before."

"Compared to his previous skills, this boy is more sophisticated than before. This boy wandered overseas and returned from the sea. In addition to three kinds of immortal food, he also brought back a lot of spice seeds, which tasted very delicious." Perhaps in order to ease the atmosphere, the First Emperor added some more details.

"Your Majesty, you can have a feast today!" Fusu said with a smile.

Later, after Zhao Si left and the father and son had a brief conversation, the atmosphere became awkward again.

"sit down……"

"Thank you, Father..." Fusu sat down honestly.

"Is Longxi safe?"

"Everything is stable!"

"What is this?"

"For my birthday last year, that boy Zhao Si gave me a globe. On it is a map of the world."

"My son, can I have a look?"

"Um……"

Fusu held up the globe, and Fusu began to observe carefully. The father and son fell into silence again.

……

Obviously, although they are flesh and blood relatives, there is a thick and sad barrier between the father and son.

I don’t know when this barrier started. Perhaps it started when the First Emperor was committed to unifying the world. As for the dispute between the feudal system and the county system, it just maximized the contradiction between the father and son. Before that, the father and son Communication between people has been pitiful.

The First Emperor glanced at Fusu, who was immersed in surprise and caressing the globe, and his lips moved, but he said no more.

There was clearly some ambition in Fusu's eyes. He and the First Emperor actually had something in common, but compared to the First Emperor, Fusu had a higher starting point. Although he did not have a good relationship with the First Emperor's father and son. , but he had brothers and sisters who respected and loved him, and a large group of civil servants and generals who supported him. Therefore, Fusu's character was more tolerant than the First Emperor.

Compared with the First Emperor who lost his father when he was young and whose relatives, brothers and ministers took turns betraying him, everything Fusu could gain was actually the First Emperor's compensation for himself in his youth.

Everything Fusu had was once beyond the reach of the First Emperor.

It is precisely because of this that the First Emperor would be so angry when his son, who he had high hopes for, began not to understand him and even questioned himself and opposed him.

Fusu is not only Fusu, but also the first emperor himself in his heart.

The most intolerable thing for a king, especially an ambitious and arbitrary king like the First Emperor, is undoubtedly his children who have high hopes for him and cannot understand everything about him.

Therefore, the evaluation of not being like oneself is often fatal to the prince.

Fusu and the First Emperor had different political views, but they were not dissimilar.

To be honest, the father and son still have a lot in common.

In the awkwardness and silence, time passed quietly.

Fusu was still immersed in the globe until Zhao Si came in with food.

"Young Master, Your Majesty, it's time to eat!"

Zhao Si smiled and placed the six dishes and one soup he had carefully prepared on the table.

There are meat and vegetables, vegetables and soups.

The alluring aroma awakened Fusu, who was immersed in the vastness of the world. Fusu put the globe back on the Emperor's desk with reluctance and said with shock on his face: "The ancients said that the earth is flat and the sky is cloudy, but except for Zhao Qing, no one can travel around the world and see the whole world. I never thought that the world is like this. The earth is round, so how can the people behind us not fall down?"

The ancients were still very receptive. At least in this era when a hundred schools of thought are contending, the theory of the earth will not be regarded as alien. If you can produce strong evidence, hundreds of schools of thought will consider your theory in minutes. Talk about absorption and fusion.

Obviously, Fusu's ability to accept is very good, but it can be seen that Fusu also has many questions.

"If the eldest son wants to know more, I will talk to the eldest son in detail later. Let's have dinner first." Zhao Si smiled and Shi Shiran sat down.

Fusu heard the sound and looked down at the dishes Zhao Si had prepared.

The appearance can only be said to be average, but for Fusu, who has never eaten stir-fry before, the alluring aroma emanating from the various spices will be a sure winner.

The rising heat poured into Fusu's nose, and the fragrance surrounded him.

"Father, please!" Fu Su complied. Naturally, his father had to move the chopsticks first before he would move.

But before the words were spoken, the First Emperor had already eaten.

Looking to the side, hey, Zhao Si has already eaten, and he is the only one who is still saluting.

No one greeted him, so Fusu smiled blankly, picked up the chopsticks, and put the stir-fry into his mouth.

Fragrant!
Really fragrant!

Fusu's nose twitched slightly, and the First Emperor raised his chopsticks to point at the stir-fried yellow beef.

"this is not bad."

(End of this chapter)