Chapter 2: Ju Zi

  Today is very depressing, the wireless network card is broken and cannot be repaired, so I had to spend 1200 yuan to buy a new one to ensure the normal update of this book. Strong flesh pain!

  It's early autumn now, but the weather is still so hot and there isn't any obvious change!

  "Good fortune, I'm burning up! Add some ice!" Fu Su shouted in a rage. Ever since Mr. Han Fei's coffin was sent back to Korea, Fu Su's mood had been terrible, and he would often lash out at people, making the palace servants in Lingyan Pavilion tremble with fear, afraid of provoking Fu Su's wrath!

  "Yes, young master, I'll be right there!" Poor Fu hurriedly ran to the ice storage in the palace and brought back some ice to put in the room to cool it down.

  Fu Su walked back and forth in the room a few more times, but the more he walked, the hotter he felt. He couldn't help but sit down again with a thud. Fu Su rubbed his temples, which were starting to ache from frustration: what should I do? Go find Xiaor again? With this bad mood, it's pointless even if I go. Forget it, I haven't read a single word in days!

  Fu Su then slapped the table in front of him again and shouted: "Fu, where did you go to die! Quickly bring me some books, I'm about to suffocate!" "Yes!" Fu, who had just rested for a while, had to run to fetch the books again.

  The letter arrived, and Fu was seen with a sweaty face. Fusu couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for him, shaking his head and saying: "You go rest now, I'll call you if I need anything!" "Yes!" Fu's face lit up with joy as he quietly retreated, having been tormented by Fusu these past few days!

  "The Book of Songs? Too elegant, don't feel like reading it. The Spring and Autumn Annals? Too boring, won't read it either. Zhuangzi? Haven't read it for a long time, no impression of it, might as well read it!" Fu Su picked out the Zhuangzi from a pile of bamboo slips and started reading it, better than nothing!

  "Zhuangzi - Tianxia", this is a good one, read it again carefully!" Fu Su muttered to himself as he read. "...its life is diligent, its death is thin, its way is big and rough..." Fu Su was nodding his head and reading with enthusiasm when he suddenly stopped: "Huh? These few sentences seem familiar, I think I heard them somewhere in the past few days, but now I've forgotten what they mean!"

  Fu Su then began to read the annotations beside the book, reading seriously: "Oh! I remember now, this is a famous quote describing how the disciples of Mozi worked hard and were frugal for the 'Great Way'!" Suddenly, Fu Su thought of something: "Isn't this the phrase that strange prisoner was reciting in prison the other day? Why did he keep repeating these few sentences? Could it be that he's a disciple of Mozi?"

  Fu Su suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and in his excitement, he stood up straight: "Damn it, how could I have forgotten this! Legend has it that Qin Wang's old man once caught the Mo School's 'Juzi' Fang Zhong yet didn't recognize him, imprisoned him for over ten years before he escaped during a chaotic era. Could this strange person be Fang Zhong?"

  Fu Su was getting more and more excited, the more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed: "All generations of 'Juzi' are proficient in Mohist swordsmanship, their martial arts skills are naturally strong, no wonder they can kill dozens of brave warriors from our Great Qin in Langmeng County, and only after mobilizing a large army could they be captured! Moreover, all generations of Mohist 'Juzi' are clever and wise, with strategies that surpass others, which is why they can deceive everyone by pretending to be crazy after being captured! What a reincarnation of Sun Bin! This must be Fang Zhong, the current Mohist 'Juzi', without a doubt!" Fu Su now had at least 90% certainty that the strange prisoner was indeed the current Mohist 'Juzi' Fang Zhong.

  At this thought, Fu Su couldn't sit still and couldn't help but think: "If I can subdue Fang Zhong, it would be equivalent to immediately grasping the thousands of Mohist disciples in the world! Among these Mohist disciples, almost no one is not proficient in the wonderful Mohist swordsmanship, almost no one is not proficient in the ingenious mechanical miscellaneous studies! With such a large number of people, that's a quite formidable force!" Fu Su suddenly felt keenly that if he wanted to quickly grasp enough superhuman strength to confront Zhao Gao and Li Si head-on, Fang Zhong's "Juzi Order" which commands the Mohist disciples was absolutely indispensable!

  As soon as he thought of this, Fu Su immediately stood up and walked out of the palace in a hurry. Just as he was about to call for his carriage, Fu Su swallowed his words again and hesitated: "Could it be that I just rush over to see Fang Zhong and shout: 'Fang Zhong, quickly hand over the 'Juzi Order' with both hands!'? It would be a miracle if Fang Zhong agreed! It seems that I need to think of a better plan!" Fu Su turned back into the palace.

  "What to do? What to do?……" Fu Su's left hand was propped against his head, while his right hand kept tapping on the table in front of him, starting to frantically turn over ideas! As a representative of a large group of "Juzi Ling", Fu Su must have been determined to get it no matter what, whether by stealing, robbing or cheating. After all, whoever possesses the "Juzi Ling" is the contemporary "Juzi" of the Mohist school, and the Mohist disciples recognize the order but not the person!

  Suddenly, Fu Su's eyebrows spread out, and he exclaimed with joy: "Haha, I've got it! Fang Zhong, see where you can run this time!" Fu Su was so delighted that he couldn't help but speak in a Beijing accent.

  Having thought of a plan, Fu Su was afraid that the night would be long and full of dreams, so he immediately put his words into action. Thus, Fu Su once again slammed his hand on the table and shouted loudly: "Quickly come here, quickly come here, prepare the carriage!" Fuyou, who was resting in a side hall, suddenly heard Fu Su's summons again, secretly cursing to himself, hastily ran over with a flattering smile: "Young Master, it's so hot today, where are you going again?"

  Fu Su rolled his eyes and said, "What's with all the questions? I'm going to see my father and mother! Prepare the carriage quickly!" "Yes!" Seeing Fu Su's urgency, Fu didn't dare to delay and hastily ran along the way, giving orders to prepare the carriage.

  When Fu Su arrived at Nan Shu Fang, he secretly looked around and found that both the old king of Qin and the queen were indeed there. Fu Su then ordered Xi Tong to report his arrival.

  "Report to Your Majesty, Prince Fusu requests an audience!" Ying Zheng was taken aback, unsure what Fusu wanted, and nodded: "Let him come in!" "Yes!" Ji retreated and shouted in a shrill voice: "By the king's order, Prince Fusu enters for an audience——!"

  Fu Su nodded in gratitude and stepped into the South Study Room!

  "The Crown Prince has paid his respects to Your Majesties!" Fu Su said respectfully, bowing down.

  The wise and kind queen dowager had always been very fond of Fu Su. Without waiting for the king's order, she hastily said: "Child, get up quickly!" "Thank you, Queen Dowager!"

  "Fusu, you've come to see the king today. What's on your mind?" It was clear that the king of Qin was in a good mood today, his face calm and relaxed.

  Fu Su thought to himself: What a great opportunity! He hastily and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, your son Fu Su has been feeling extremely depressed these past few days. I'd like to take a walk outside the palace. Please grant me permission!"

  The King of Qin was taken aback, and said with some surprise: "Fusu, where do you want to go?" Fusu replied: "Our Great Qin has always governed the country by law, so I, as a son, want to go to the Ministry of Justice to learn from Lord Feng about the practical application of laws, in order to help my father king share his worries as soon as possible!"

  The queen mother was overjoyed and said: "Fusu is indeed a sensible child! Your Majesty, just agree to it!"

  The queen's face cannot be denied, and Heping is also very happy with Fusu's understanding, so he nodded immediately: "Okay, you go! I will give Feng Jie a decree to teach you well!"

  "Yes, Your Majesty!" Fu Su was overjoyed: "In that case, I won't disturb Your Majesties anymore. I bid farewell!"

  "Go!" King Qin Zheng waved his hand!

  Looking at the retreating back of Fu Su, Ying Zheng suddenly asked Queen Wang: "Yu Jie, do you think Fu Su can take my place on the throne?" Queen Wang smiled and said: "Although Fu Su is young, he is extremely intelligent and humble, and has won praise from all over the country. He is fully qualified to inherit the throne!"

  The King of Qin thought for a moment and said, "Just having these is not enough. To truly do well as the ruler of a country, just having wisdom and humility is not enough. One must also be ruthless and cunning, and understand the ways of power!"

  The queen smiled and said: "Then how did you know that Fu Su didn't understand? After all, he's still young now and hasn't officially handled state affairs yet!"

  He won the politics, suddenly thought of Fu Su's five-year-old apprentice year, a speech against Zhao Gao: "It is said that 'dragon born dragon, phoenix born phoenix, mouse son will dig hole', father king wise and martial, children are not vegetarian! Zhao Gao dare to bully Fu Su, he dares to punish him like cutting thorns!" He couldn't help but feel great joy in his heart: "Yes, Fu Su was able to say this at the age of five, maybe he will be stronger than me in the future!"

  She couldn't help but smile at the queen, "Fu Su is indeed a good child, it's clear that Yu Jie likes him very much!" The queen smiled, "A child as intelligent and filial as Fu Su is hard to come by, how could I not like him?"

  King Qin Zheng looked at Queen Yu's bulging belly, filled with a sense of happiness and said: "But, Yu sister, haven't you considered your child? You know that Fusu is the eldest son, but the child you are carrying is also the legitimate heir, equally qualified to inherit the throne!" Apparently, King Qin Zheng loved his whole family, and he gave great care to Queen Yu's unborn child, no less than his beloved Fusu.

  The queen heard this and was taken aback, then smiled and said: "Although the king's eldest son and legitimate heir both have the qualifications to continue the throne, Fu Su is after all the emperor's eldest son. According to the ancient tradition of 'establishing the elder not establishing the younger', it would still be better to establish Fu Su. Moreover, according to what Father said, Fu Su and you are both exceptionally talented individuals rarely seen in a hundred years, whereas my unborn child may very well just be an ordinary person!"

  The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, was also somewhat embarrassed and couldn't help but change the subject with a smile: "Let's not talk about this, the matter of establishing the crown prince is still early! Why don't we discuss some private matters instead?" As he spoke, the King of Qin's demonic claws suddenly grasped onto the Queen's high and towering breasts!

  "Ah!" A sudden, shrill cry of a woman's embarrassed voice rang out from the southern study!...

  The foreshadowing in the above text has been officially revealed, and the answer is in this chapter! Did all of you book friends guess correctly? Hehe!