Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 235: On the Mountain (Part )

"Actually..."

After making the man so angry that he had no strength to move, He Bo carefully jumped to the emperor's side, his hair trembling and swaying in the cool breeze at the top of Mount Tai.

He said, "Although I have played with many children, I have never met anyone as smart as you."

But He Bo is a lazy person and doesn't like things that require too much brainpower.

Today, the underworld has gathered many talented people, and He Bo often discusses issues with them.

His knowledge is sufficient.

His wisdom is by no means shallow.

But as a god,

He Bo's concept of time and his feeling about changes in the world are very different from those of ordinary people.

Although he was once a human being,

But that was many years ago.

When a person exists soberly for hundreds of years, picks up many dead ghosts, and keeps them by his side, he can no longer be a real "human".

of course,

He Bo can be stubborn and say "I am not a god".

But does he need to argue about this?

You have to recognize what you should recognize——

In fact, there is a thick barrier between He Bo and ordinary people.

This is also the case in the past hundred years.
He spent a lot of time lying in secluded places, without the reasons to be as active as before.

To get in touch with people,

He Bo also prefers to play with those who have simple minds.

After all, many people are very fussy about things and are unwilling to let go of them.

In the eyes of ghosts and gods, it is actually unnecessary.

Even many dead ghosts have become more open-minded after arriving in the underworld.

A typical example is the First Emperor’s father, the “Grand Emperor” Ying Zichu.

When he was alive,
In order to gain power, one can give up many things.

But in the underworld, he is like a loving father, always praying for his children to make up for his own shortcomings in life.

But living people can never do that.
The mentality of the people of the Xia Dynasty can never be as "peaceful" as that of the people of Sindhu.

Even some people who have received blessings from ghosts and gods and clearly know that there is an afterlife cannot calmly accept everything they have experienced in the human world.

The Sindhu people believe deeply in ghosts, gods and reincarnation, so they feel calmly:
"Life doesn't matter, death is the most important."

As a result, they are very arrogant and not pragmatic. They are unwilling to fight against heaven and earth to improve their living conditions, and are only obsessed with debating with others.

Every time the envoys from Xinxia came, they would complain about the problems of the Sindhu people for a long time, saying bluntly, "The barbarians are indeed like beasts. If the gentlemen of the Xia Dynasty had not whipped them, they would not have taken the initiative to do those things!"

The gentlemen of the Chinese nation attach great importance to life.

Therefore, too many people have complicated minds because of various problems in life.

Once innocent,
It is inevitable to become slick when you grow up.

Teenagers, young adults, old people...

Different ages, same person, but with different mindsets.

Who can keep a pure heart forever?

Among those who keep bowing to ghosts and gods, how many of them are not seeking wealth and status?

Therefore, the willful and lazy ghosts and gods only prefer children, like to be with them, feel the pure happiness and freedom, and refuse to intrigue.

"Isn't it good to be smart?" the emperor asked him.

"Very good!" He Bo told him gently, "But people who are too smart will become sensible very early."

"Children who look too much like adults are not cute!"

The emperor lowered his head and looked at him.

He Bo knew what he wanted to say, and immediately said, "Humph!"

“I’m talking about the beauty of the soul!”

"But you are indeed prettier than most children!"

Although during those years in Handan,
No one gave Ying Zheng true care and love, and in order to keep a low profile, Ying Zheng's treatment was even reduced to the outside world.

He can't wear extravagant clothes.

Don’t eat too refined food.
Because a "Qin person" who brought heavy pain to the State of Zhao was not worthy of enjoying preferential treatment in the State of Zhao.

If he still lives in luxury,
The angry people of Zhao will not agree!
But even so,
Ying Zheng's living standard still exceeded that of 99% of people of that era.

Although the little Ying Zheng looked a little thin, he would still sulk and fight with his peers, instead of being like ordinary people who inherited the numbness from their parents and life.

He has a fair complexion and clean fingernails, not to mention the good looks he inherited from his parents.

"Not now!"

Just as He Bo noticed,
When he saw the barely perceptible smile on the emperor's face, he said another sentence, which made the emperor pull his face back.

"What do you mean?" the emperor asked unhappily.

He Bo lowered his head and poked his plump chest muscles with his long beak, and finally picked out a mirror.

He handed the mirror to the emperor.

"Look at it yourself. Isn't this honor very beautiful now?"

In the mirror, a rather haggard face was reflected.

The emperor is only forty years old this year.

But he has been the monarch for twenty-eight years, and has been in full control of the government for eighteen years.

During these years,
He has to stay up late every day to read documents, meet many people, and handle many things.

The wheels rolled on, and the journey from Xianyang to Mount Tai was extremely difficult and long.

For the Fengchan event,
He did not sleep the whole night and arrived at the foot of the mountain before dawn, waiting for the auspicious time to climb the mountain.

However, the mountain roads today are not as smooth as those in later generations.

It's steep.

Can shorten the journey,

But climbing up is more difficult,

The emperor wore heavy robes and climbed the road to Fengshan. It was impossible for him not to look haggard. But the emperor himself did not realize this.
Because he is a very stubborn person.

He didn't think that he would become weak since he was in control of everything.

The busy government affairs also made him seldom look at his face in the mirror.

Anyway, the servants who serve the emperor will never cause any problems with his appearance.

The ministers were not aware of this.

Because they dared not raise their heads to take a closer look at the emperor's face,

Obscured by the pearls of the crown, even the emperor's close ministers, who were granted permission to look up and make eye contact with the emperor, could hardly see clearly.

So when the emperor saw himself in the mirror, he was surprised to find that

"Why do I have white hair?"

"Why are there wrinkles around my eyes?"

He held the mirror, widened his eyes, then raised his hand and touched his face.

The people inside have some gray hair on their temples.
The beard grew unruly and was neatly trimmed, but it still couldn't hide the owner's fatigue.

Even the sounds he made sounded hoarse from exhaustion.

He Bo said beside him, "Right, you look ugly now!"

He then took out a pot of water from his unfathomable chest muscles and handed it to the emperor so that he could moisten his throat.

The emperor drank the water in silence, still looking at the mirror.

He was thinking vaguely:
How could this be?
How could the emperor look like this?
He Bo flapped his wings, and the wind blew across the emperor's face, waking him up.

He heard the blackbird say to him:
"Stop taking drugs."

"Early to bed and early to rise are good for good health."

"Don't make a fuss with your son. If you have something to say, just say it. If you are unhappy, just beat your son. Why hold it in?"

"Do you really want to make the situation so serious that the father and son will resent each other before you regret not being honest with your son?"

The emperor moved his mouth, but finally said nothing.

His thick beard danced in the wind and the beads of his crown swayed.

He put down the mirror and without returning it to Blackbird, he put it in his arms.

"correct……"

Two of the black bird's head hairs also trembled, as if it sensed something from a distance.

"Congratulations, you're officially a grandfather!"

He Bo could "see" that in the distant city of Xianyang,

Fusu, who had been waiting for a long time, finally relaxed.
A loud baby cry was heard from the confinement room.

Through the doors and windows,

The young mother held her child in her arms with all her remaining strength and gave a gentle smile.

"It's a little boy!"

The emperor's expression changed when he heard this.

……

Fengshan is over.

The emperor returned to Xianyang.

Before he entered Xianyang,

He sent someone to inform the eldest prince Fusu that the house arrest order had been lifted and asked him to come to receive the emperor.

Fusu rushed over and kowtowed respectfully before the emperor.

During this period of confinement,

Fusu looked a little thinner.

But a certain black bird with a leaky mouth has already told the emperor:
This was not because Fusu was afraid of his father's punishment, but because he was exhausted from taking care of his pregnant wife and then his newborn child.

Fusu inherited his mother's virtues. He was a gentle person and loved his family very much.

Much better than someone!

The emperor looked at his eldest son silently for a while.
Just when the officials were worried that the emperor would reprimand the eldest son again, they heard the emperor say:
"Fusu!"

"boarding!"

Fusu raised his head in shock and looked at his father.

this time,

The emperor wore no crown,

The father and son looked at each other without any hindrance.

The emperor could not help thinking:
snort!
Fusu and myself are very similar!
"Come!"

The emperor waved his hand and asked Fusu to get on his carriage.

then,

The father and son rode quietly in the carriage and drove towards the Xianyang Palace.

"Have you named the baby yet?"

Just when Fusu felt the atmosphere was very strange, he heard his father's majestic voice.

"not yet……"

The child was very noisy when he was born, completely different from when he was in his mother's womb.

Fusu was so annoyed by him that he was so busy that he even forgot to name him.

"Then let's call it 'Pijiang'!"

Expand the territory,
This is what the emperor expects for his eldest grandson.

Who made this child's father not a pioneer by nature?

Fusu agreed, not knowing why his father suddenly became so close to him.

but,

It's good that there is no quarrel.

It had been a long time since the father and son had spent such a quiet time together.

(End of this chapter)