Chapter 577 Fu Chen'an's grandmother
Fu Chen'an returned to the room, closed the door and went to Tianwu Dynasty.
In the imperial study room, Fu Zhonghai was dealing with the government affairs, and four of the six ministers left behind.
Two days ago, the coal mine collapsed and three people were buried...
It was all civilians. The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works felt that it would be a big deal to pay, and they didn't even try to cover up the facts.
Fu Zhonghai got angry.
"Three lives, you said so lightly. Will you think it's important to have thirty or three hundred next time?"
"Did the Ministry of Industry have technical guidance requirements for digging coal to bury lanes before?"
"How did you do it?"
The Minister of Works was a little dissatisfied: "I have repeatedly reminded you..."
However, he didn't go down the coal mine to see it in person, and the technician in charge of coal mine safety did not have this sense of danger.
Driving piles and strengthening tunnels has become a face-saving project.
The people who dug coal did not understand the dangers. When doing protective lanes, they cut corners and were unwilling to do their best.
When something really happened, they also saw the King of Hell, so naturally they would not regret taking medicine.
Fu Zhonghai pointed to the Minister of Works and ordered: "In the future, your ministers, chief officials, etc., who are responsible for the coal mine line, must be placed in the coal mine once a quarter!"
"If the lower part is not done well, if something happens to you, the court will be buried with a grand funeral!"
The Minister of Works was stunned: "Here..."
Fu Zhonghai looked shocked at the Minister of Works, and he calmed down, and his tone became much softer.
"Around the Chinese New Year, the people from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Revenue made a lot of money because of the dividends of coal briquettes, right?"
The Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Revenue said "yes".
Fu Zhonghai glanced at them sideways: "If you have benefits, you must be responsible."
"I didn't let you sit and get cash!"
"If you don't take the people seriously and there is an accident, I'll ask you..."
After sending all the four ministers away, Fu Zhonghai looked at Fu Chenan who was waiting behind: "Why are you here?"
"Aren't you being with the Crown Princess these days?"
Fu Chenan had just looked at his father carefully for a long time: his forty-three-year-old father has a tall figure and a handsome face, which is five points similar to himself.
Is this really a child who travels through time?
He coughed and said with a careful tone: "Dad, what does my grandma look like?"
Fu Zhonghai didn't expect Fu Chen'an to ask this, and he was stunned for a moment before asking back, "Why did you suddenly remember this?"
Fu Chen'an scratched his head, "Today someone said that he is my grandfather..."
It's too troublesome to lie, so Fu Chen'an simply told everything to his father.
Fu Zhonghai was stunned.
His brainstem was also overloaded: Is he not Marshal Fu's biological son?
How is this possible?
He looked back and forth in his mind for a long time before he talked about the past...
In Fu Zhonghai's memory, his father was majestic in the army, but he was always happy when he returned home.
Especially in front of my mother, I always look like I smile.
Every time my mother was unhappy, her father could tease her with a few words to make her eyebrows stretch.
Fu Zhonghai always believed that the couple should be very harmonious.
When I think about it now, I have a doubt: my father has no concubine and rarely stays in his mother's yard.
Does he have no desire?
Fu Zhonghai himself was also a military leader, and he was surrounded by soldiers and was as strong as a cow and energetic as a ox.
Men are gathering together, either to fight or to women.
Everyone agreed that if you have a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine in your arms, you won’t be tired even if you “plant the fields” every day, and you will only feel good.
Why didn’t my father rest in my mother’s yard?
Is it because there is a mother's old love between her and her?
Although he was confused, Fu Zhonghai was not a reckless person. He thought for a while: "Why do you pull out two hairs and take them over for examination?" Fu Chenan was afraid of doing useless work: "Why do you take some blood directly?"
Fu Zhonghai nodded without hesitation: "Okay."
He asked the imperial physician to use a clean knife, pointed to the glass bowl on the table and asked, "How many bowls do you want?"
Fu Chen'an sweated: "No need to be that much, just a little bit..."
Under Fu Chen'an's guidance, the imperial physician cut a small wound on Fu Zhonghai's fingertips, shed half of the blood from a small wine glass, and bandaged it.
Fu Zhonghai expressed deep suspicion and concern: "Is this enough?"
"Why do you better do more, right? Avoid losing two kung fu?"
Fu Chenan held down his father's move to self-injure: "Enough! It's really enough..."
He was afraid that his father would not be able to think so, so he took another knife and hurriedly left: "I'll send it here now. If it's not enough, I'll look for you again..."
Fu Chenan returned to Dong Chunfeng's room with a small wine glass, and immediately called Mr. Fu.
"I got a sample, can you compare it?"
Old Master Fu's heart was thrilled: "What sample?"
Fu Chenan hesitated for a moment: "You compare first before you talk... compare with your DNA..."
Mr. Fu's heart was beating wildly and he couldn't wait.
He covered his chest and shouted to Fu Youde: "Go, take the doctor and professional equipment, take the sample..."
Fu Youde's heart was also beating wildly. While comforting the overly excited old man, he immediately rushed out.
"Master, I'll go now, don't be too excited..."
Fu Chenan handed the cup to Fu Youde, and there was only one left to wait.
After quieting, he suddenly became confused and looked at Xiao Yingchun and asked, "What if it is true?"
Xiao Yingchun and the Fu family have no blood relationship, so they can't empathize with each other.
She grabbed Fu Chen'an's hand and said, "Don't think too much. Even if it is true, our lives will not change much."
"Look, we have money, too."
"You can only eat three meals a day, sleep two meters long, can't eat eight meals, and can't sleep five rooms."
"We have status too. Your father is the emperor, you are the crown prince..."
"Can you become a descendant of the Fu family and be even more awesome than you are now?"
Fu Chenan followed Xiao Yingchun's thoughts and thought: It's true!
He felt a lot of worry and excitement in an instant. "You are right, I don't need to be so excited..."
The one who should be excited now is Fu Zhonghai.
Fu Zhonghai went to the small ancestral hall.
The tablets in the ancestral hall are lined up, neatly arranged, with the tablets of parents and parents placed at the front.
These were the ones he invited the most famous mage and Taoist priest to re-create and place them after he ascended the throne...
Two small tablets stood side by side, telling their own stories silently...
Fu Zhonghai remembered that when his mother saw him, she would sometimes shed tears silently.
He didn't understand and ran to ask his father: "Does my mother not like me?"
"Is I too naughty?"
The father said at the time: "Your mother is just in poor health, she likes you very much..."
Then his father would take Fu Zhonghai to the army and practice fighting with the soldiers.
As the laughter and fighting with the soldiers, Fu Zhonghai was able to throw his previous grievances behind him soon...
Yes, when my mother gave birth to herself, she was injured and could no longer have children. He was only in his teens and her mother died of depression...
Now when I think back, Fu Zhonghai is suspicious: Is she really unable to have children?
Or are you just a superficial couple with your father from beginning to end?
(This chapter ends)