Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Chapter 125 Prince Ji

Seeing that his father really didn't care about him, Fusu looked helplessly at the memorials piled on the table.

Why has it come to this, Father?

The child is only ten years old, still young, and you are so cruel.

Too brutal.

Sighing heavily, Fusu had no choice but to start reviewing the memorials.

Over there, Ying Zheng had a leisurely dinner and took Shi Yi out for a walk. He felt that all the fatigue of the day had disappeared.

"Your Majesty, Prince Fusu has called Prince Zigao to help review the memorials."

After hearing this, Ying Zheng stopped in his tracks as he was about to help his son.

Turned around and went to the harem.

"Don't worry about him."

"promise."

Why didn’t I think my son would be so useful before?

Now Zigao and Jianglu are both nine years old and can help me. Ronglu is also seven years old and can help too.

It seems that I have too few children and they are not enough.

It would be great if the little ones could grow up quickly.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng quickened his pace, and Shi Yi had to jog to catch up.

Fusu didn't know what his father was thinking at the moment.

At this time, Zigao had already walked in.

Looking at the memorial on the table in front of him, he was dumbfounded.

"Eldest brother?"

Fusu raised his head from his memorial and glanced at Zigao: "My brother is here."

"Father has been dealing with government affairs all day and is very tired. My younger brother has grown up now and should help share his worries."

"Those are all yours, sit down and get busy."

After saying this, Fusu picked up another one and was about to read it when he heard Zigao say, "Brother, will the king blame me for letting Zigao review these memorials?"

"Besides, Zigao doesn't know how to review memorials."

Fusu sighed.

As expected, younger brothers still need to be trained from a young age. Look, Zigao is old now, so it’s a bit late to train him.

But it doesn’t matter. From now on, my brothers must work hard.

"Don't worry, my brother. Father won't blame you."

"These memorials are simple. Take a look first. If you don't understand something, ask me."

"promise."

Seeing that Fusu had made up his mind, Zi Gao dared not disobey him and could only sit down and start reading the memorial.

Inside the hall, two figures were busy until late at night.

The next day, Fusu woke up his brothers early in the morning.

Zigao, who had just fallen asleep, looked at his elder brother with lifeless eyes and yawned in an ungraceful manner.

"I called you guys here today to see how your recent studies are going."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lu lowered his head and tried to reduce his presence as much as possible.

Ronglu also unconsciously hid behind his two brothers.

"I've met my elder brother."

Just then, the five-year-old Gongzi Qiang also walked in.

"Sit down first."

Fusu looked at his younger brothers and began to check their academic performance one by one.

Originally, Gongzi Qiang didn't know why his eldest brother asked him to come today. Now seeing his eldest brother like this, he looked at his four brothers and nervously pinched his sleeves with his chubby little hands.

My eldest brother is so scary.

Qiang wants to go back and learn to read from his teacher.

Zhangtai Palace

"Shi Yi, what is Fusu doing?"

Ying Zheng had breakfast and was puzzled to see that Fusu had not come yet.

"Your Majesty, Prince Fusu summoned several young masters this morning and is currently reviewing their studies."

After hearing this, Ying Zheng didn't say anything else and continued to deal with today's government affairs.

Soon, Fusu came in with Zigao.

"Father."

It was the first time that Zi Gao came in while his father was handling government affairs, and he felt a little nervous.

"coming."

Ying Zheng raised his head, glanced at his two sons, and finally his gaze fell on Zigao.

"Now that you are here, listen to your eldest brother's arrangements."

"promise."

Seeing that his father really didn't blame him, Zi Gao breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at his elder brother who was calm and composed beside him, and clenched his fists.

Zigao must work hard to become a man like his elder brother.

Shi Yi was very perceptive and quickly arranged another table.

Fusu looked at the memorials on his desk, which were more numerous than usual, and then looked at the memorials on his father's desk.

Helplessly, he turned around and looked at Zigao.

The younger brother is better because he can help his elder brother share the burden.

Zi Gao had just finished and was about to ask his elder brother what he needed to do when Fusu asked the eunuch to carry a stack of memorials and place them on his desk.

"Brother, these are the simplest ones. Take a look first. If you don't understand, I will teach you."

After saying that, he took out a small notebook and said, "This is my elder brother's previous notes. If you don't understand anything in the memorial, just look through it."

Zigao took it happily and said, "My elder brother is so nice to me."

"Thank you, Brother."

Looking at his younger brother's admiring eyes, Fusu looked away somewhat unnaturally.

"Brother is busy now, brother, you can take care of yours first."

"promise."

Inside the hall, the father and his two sons were each handling their own affairs, and time passed quietly by.

The Chu State at this time

"Ji'er, the Chu State is now in your hands."

King Fu Chu of Chu held the hand of Prince Ji, and his already skinny fingers seemed to have lost all their luster.

Prince Ji was squatting beside the bed of King Fu Chu of Chu, with Prime Minister Chang Jing standing behind him.

Other court officials also quietly accompanied the king on his final journey.

"Ling Yin, Chu State, Chu State is"

Before he could finish his words, Fu Chu's hand holding Prince Ji suddenly lost its strength.

"Father!"

"Your Majesty!"

Prince Ji was in a daze and was taken by Chang Jing to arrange the funeral of King Fu Chu of Chu.

Until Fu Chu was buried, Chang Jing led the court officials to ask Prince Ji to succeed to the throne.

Prince Jidu still felt a little unreal.

"Ling Yin," Prince Ji finally found an opportunity to talk to Chang Jing in private. After hesitating for a long time, he was ready to say it.

"I have no great talent and I am afraid I am not qualified to take the throne of Chu."

"Prince!"

Before Xiong Ji could finish his words, Chang Jing interrupted him harshly.

After scolding, Chang Jing realized that he had overstepped his bounds and hurriedly apologized.

"I have overstepped my bounds. Please punish me, Your Highness."

Xiong Ji had just taken a step back in fear from Chang Jing's sudden anger. Seeing Chang Jing like this, he spoke carefully, "What's wrong with the Ling Yin? It was Ji who said the wrong thing."

Chang Jing stood up and looked at the somewhat timid prince in front of him, "Prince, you are the prince appointed by the king himself, and you are the king of Chu."

"Don't ever say those words again, and don't ever have those thoughts again."

"The king has devoted all his energy to the Chu State, and now he has just passed away. The Chu State cannot be in chaos again. Only if the crown prince succeeds to the throne as soon as possible can the Chu State be stabilized."

Having said that, Chang Jing softened his voice when he thought of what happened to Prince Ji before.

"Don't worry, Prince. I will assist you just as I assist the king. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Ji understands. Thank you, Ling Yin. Everything will be at your disposal."

Xiong Ji bowed to Chang Jing, who quickly lifted him up and said, "Prince, please don't do this. From now on, you will be the king of Chu, and Chang Jing will be your subject."

"Ji understands. Ji is not familiar with the government affairs, so I will rely more on Ling Yin from now on."

Chang Jing was satisfied to see that Xiong Ji no longer said that he was not qualified for the throne.

"Prince, you must be tired these days. Go and rest first. I still have things to take care of."

Just when Chang Jing was arranging for Prince Ji to succeed to the throne, Qu suddenly held Chang Jing accountable in the court.