Shuang Daqin comparison, no comparison, no harm

For this.

The eunuchs and palace maids were all in a hurry.

Fusu who learned about this.

He was even more frightened and got up in the middle of the night and came to the bedside of Yingzheng to wait.

“Fusu, go back to sleep.”

“The widow is just a little uncomfortable.”

Ying Zheng’s face was bloodless.

Between words.

Suddenly sit up.

His eyes were protruding, his chest was heaving, and he hurriedly greeted the eunuch on the side.

The eunuch immediately brought the copper basin.

Just closer.

Ying Zheng vomited out wow.

“Father!”

Seeing this scene, Fusu shed tears of distress.

Wiped the filth from the corner of his mouth.

Huan Zheng stroked Fusu’s forehead and comforted: “Don’t worry, just sleep well, you go back to rest.” ”

“Nope! Father! ”

“The son shall stay by his father’s side until he recovers completely!”

Fusu said stubbornly.

He is a Confucian and values filial piety.

In the past, there were ancients who cut meat and fed their mother, and now let him go back to sleep, how could Fusu agree.

“Fusu is worthy of being the widow’s favorite child.”

Ying Zheng’s words were full of pampering.

Case.

There is no need to force Fusu to go back.

“Go, prepare a futon for Gongzi, and Gongzi will sleep next to the widow tonight.”

“Yes, King!”

Under the arrangement of the Victory Administration.

Fusu got his wish and got the opportunity to take care of his father.

The night passed.

Ying Zheng has lost his spirit.

Morning.

Doctor Xia Wuhe hurriedly arrived.

After listening to the symptoms mentioned by the palace maid, Xia Wuhe concluded that Ying Zheng’s discomfort was caused by trauma.

Thereupon.

He focused on Ying Zheng’s trauma.

Really.

Under observation.

Xia Wu and found.

As the night passed, both of Yingzheng’s wounds were suppurated.

If not dealt with in time.

Absolutely life-threatening.

“Great King, the wound is suppurated, the situation is dangerous!”

“Someone needs to be by your side to scrape off the pus sores for the king until the wound heals.”

Smell this.

Fusu immediately volunteered.

“Let me serve my father until he recovers!”

Then.

He looked at Yingzheng pleadingly.

“Father, let the sons and daughters take care of you!”

Look at my son so filial look.

Ying Zheng was extremely moved.

A tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

“Okay, Fusu, this time, I have trouble you to take care of the widow.”

After this.

Xia Wu comes every day.

And Fusu also takes care of Yingzheng seriously.

During this period.

Ying Zheng was disgusted by stomach and could not eat, could not sleep, and sometimes he would be angry because of fever and brain pain, and vomited in the middle of the night.

More than ten days down.

The emaciation of the government is not the same.

Fusu worked hard every day and never dared to slack.

Until this day.

Fusu was surprised to find that Ying Zheng’s wound was no longer pus, so he happily called Xia Wuhe.

“Doctor Xia, my father’s wound is no longer bleeding.”

Xia Wuhe looked at it seriously.

It is also a gratifying congratulation.

“Congratulations to the king, your injuries will heal in a few days, thanks to the careful care of the eldest son!”

Now.

The refreshed Ying Zheng held Fusu in his arms.

“Fusu, I can’t sleep well these days, I’m very tired, right?”

“For the sake of the father, the sons and daughters must persist no matter how tired they are, and the sons do not want to see their fathers tormented by illness.” Fusu replied innocently.

Words.

Let the tears roll hot again.

What a good boy!

“Fusu!”

“Accompany the widow out for a walk, the widow has not been out of this room for a long time.”

Accompanied by Xia Wuhe.

Father and son take a pleasant walk in the garden.

A heartwarming scene.

Even after many years, the victory is a warm heart.

[Ying Zheng]: There are several dragon sons in Xuan, but Fusu stays by Xuan’s side all night and takes care of Xuan.

From then on.

Ying Zheng had the heart to cultivate Fusu.

Let him be his successor.

Recognized by the government.

Fusu felt the imperial grace.

[Fusu]: Father, as the eldest son, this is what a child should do.

The reason for doing this.

It’s not that Fusu has a plan to compete for favors.

It’s just that he learned the way of Confucius and Meng, he was kind-hearted and obeyed filial piety.

[Xia Wuhe]: Back then, the eldest son was loyal and filial, which really touched the old minister!

[Chun Yuyue]: My parents’ son-in-law, filial piety can move the heavens! I don’t know Zhao Ze, but my son-in-law is as filial as this?

[Hu Hai]: Big brother’s filial piety is worth learning from me!

[Zhao Gao]: Gongzi Fusu has accompanied His Majesty for more than ten days, and this alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and it is difficult to have two.

[Li Si]: Dare to ask that Your Majesty, your prince Zhao Ze, whether he can keep his father like my son-in-law? If it can’t be done, even if it is a high level of martial arts, it is not enough to be praised.

……………..

Facing the inquiry of the original world.

The strong and powerful government of the changed world, his expression is a little strange.

Replied a moment later.

[Ying Zheng]: Zhao Ze, the prince of Xuan, did not serve Xu in this way.

………………..

Hear this reply.

The monarchs of the original world all shook their heads and sighed.

[Chun Yuyue]: If the prince is not filial, even if he has talent, it will be chilling.

[Xia Wuhe]: No child before the sick bed?! How sad!

They sighed again and again.

It seems that Zhao Ze and Fusu are compared.

It is the rebel son who is unkind, unfaithful and unfilial.

Look at their misunderstanding.

Xia Wuhe hurriedly explained.

[Xia Wuhe]: At the beginning, it was not that Gongzi Zhao Ze was unwilling to serve His Majesty, but he didn’t have this opportunity!