His unclothed black grape-like eyes flashed, and he looked at his tall and majestic father, and fell into a deep groan.

My father was hard, and it wasn't comfortable to hold him at all.

He is no longer a one-year-old child, he is a three-year-old child, and he is too ashamed to walk with people to hug.

But if he doesn't let his father hug him, he should be sad, the queen mother said that his father is always cold, and they want to warm his father's cold heart like spring.

Ying Zheng looked at the change in Xiao Wuyi's eyes, and he really didn't know what he was thinking about every day as an old child.

He and An Ge are very human, and the children they gave birth to are also so outstanding, Ying Zheng lit wax for the ministers who followed the unclothed ministers in the future.

"Father, hug."

After Xiao Wuyi's ideological struggle, he opened his arms, and Ying Zheng smiled faintly and hugged him.

The field of vision suddenly became broader, Xiao Wuyi couldn't help but smile a little, and two small pear vortices appeared on his round cheeks.

The bold palace people, peeking at the little prince's heart, their hearts were about to melt.

Don't say that in the palace, which one of the great Qin countries doesn't like the little prince without clothes, but the little prince rarely shows up before he is three years old, and it is difficult for them to see the palace people.

Some people speculate that the little prince without clothes may have a strange disease, and the palace people who have seen the little prince with their own eyes just want to sneer and smash a green brick at these people with broken mouths - their little prince is the cutest child in the world!

Ying Zheng took a walk in the garden with Wuyi in his arms, and after a while, the wind rose, and he touched the little Wuyi's pink and tender face with the palm of his hand, and found that it was cold, so he turned around and walked back: "Go to the study, and my father will teach you to write." ”

"Okay."

The clothes are a little uncomfortable to be blown by the wind, but a man must be strong, and now that his father has spoken, he has responded to the situation, after all, reading and literacy are also very important.

The queen mother often mentions that he is the future king of Qin, not only to be both civil and military, but also to be proficient in the way of imperial power and governance.

Xiao Wuyi thinks that what the queen mother said is very right.

The father and son returned to the study, Ying Zheng put Xiao Wuyi on the chair, then rolled up his sleeves and studied the ink with his own hands, and the light fragrance of ink spread in the room.

In the blue and white porcelain vase on the table, there was an osmanthus flower obliquely, and the sweet aroma made Xiao Wuyi swallow his saliva.

After walking so much with his father, he was a little hungry.

Ying Zheng is always not as meticulous as Shu Ange when it comes to taking care of children, he only cares about whether the child is tired and freezing, but he didn't expect him to be hungry so soon.

After the ink was studied, Ying Zheng moved Xiao Wuyi to the desk with the chair: "Standing on the chair to write, the body must stand firm, and the pen must be held upright." ”

Ying Zheng said as he adjusted Xiao Wuyi's pen holding posture with his hands.

Shu Ange felt sorry for the child who had to hold a pen and write at a young age, so he only let him listen to the doctor's study, and easily did not let him touch the pen.

The seal text is very repetitive, and the words are written without clothes, remembering that the queen mother once hugged him and complained, saying that the current words are too complicated, not as convenient as simplified, and can save paper.

Wuyi was very confused at the time, what is simplified? Compared with the big seal, the small seal has been much more streamlined.

The father and son wrote seriously, and Xiao Wuyi gradually forgot about the stubble of hunger.

When Shu Ange cultivated the parent-child relationship between the father and son, he personally cooked a few dishes, accompanied by osmanthus stewed fish soup and a few exquisite dim sum.

After she was done, she washed her hands and asked the palace people to learn that King Qin and the little prince were in the study at the moment, so she took the palace people to carry the food box and walked towards the study with a smile.

When approaching the palace gate, Shu Ange silenced the palace people, did not allow the treasure, and took the two maids to carry the food box towards the study.

Ying Zheng, who was teaching Xiao Wuyi to write, paused when he heard the footsteps, and showed a tangled look on his face.

In an instant, he let go of Xiao Wuyi's hand, took two steps back, and deliberately raised his voice and said: "Yi'er, you are still young, and you are not in a hurry to write in a day's work, so let's not write today." ”

Xiao Wuyi looked dazed, I don't know why his father left, he held a brush in his hand, and he didn't write or not.

Before Shu Ange entered the door, he heard Ying Zheng speak, opened the curtain, and saw Xiao Wuyi standing on a stool at a glance, holding a brush in his hand, and his little face was full of confusion.

She pursed her lips and smiled, asked the palace maid to put down the food box, took a step forward, and reached out to pinch the little unclothed soft face: "Little guy, how many times have you said that you are still young, and it is easy to hurt your bones when you learn to write now." ”

As soon as Shu Ange's words came out, Ying Zheng coughed lightly, opened the food box and praised: "Your food is getting better and better, and your clothes are hungry, let's eat together." ”

Xiao Wuyi put his face on Shu Ange's neck with an aggrieved face, and carefully spread his two hands outward to avoid ink stains on the queen mother.

Obviously, his father took him to write, but now he is all on him.

Shu Ange hugged Xiao Wuyi and washed his hands in the copper basin, and glanced at Ying Zheng: "Wash your hands and eat, I thought I didn't know that you took Xiao Wuyi to write." ”

The lie was exposed, Ying Zheng's face was slightly red, and after cleaning his hands in the copper basin, he wrapped his arms around Shu Ange's waist from behind and whispered: "Madame's eyes are like a torch, and she has made amends for her husband here." ”

The atmosphere in the study suddenly became harmonious, and Ying Zheng personally arranged the dishes and took care of Shu Ange and Xiao Wuyi.

In the rest of his life, Xiao Wuyi always remembered the days when he was young and spent time with his parents.

His father was the greatest monarch in the world, and his mother was the most powerful queen in the world.

And he, under their expectations, became one of the most prominent emperors of the Qin Dynasty.

His father ascended the throne at the age of thirteen, a year before his father.

After his father passed on him, he drifted away with his mother, and on that day the sky was red and red, and on that day the palace people began to call him Your Majesty.

A dragon chair, carrying how much blood and loneliness, Win Wuyi inherited his father's last wish - no, it should be his father's last wish to build the Great Qin Empire better and better.

If you want to hold the carving like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf.

The father built the Great Wall, and the queen mother personally led the troops to beat the Hu people back.

Zhao, Chu, Wei, Han, Yan, and Qi have all become history, books and cars are on the same track, weights and measures are unified, and the people of the world have become a family.

When Win Wuyi was a child, he didn't know what this meant, and it wasn't until he succeeded to the throne that he knew what kind of grand deed his father had made.

and his mother, the queen who is both heroic and generous, and has compassion for all living beings in the world.

Ying Wuyi has a secret, he has not talked to anyone in this life, his mother is a kind goblin, and he has half of her blood in him.

This is a secret left to him by his father and mother.

He left Daqin to his most outstanding child, and he will follow his last wish to build Daqin into a more splendid and brilliant building.