PFC Chapter 112 Obscene Development
Chapter 112 Obscene Development
The crown prince was somewhat helpless. It would be a lie to say that he was truly upright and honest, and that he was completely unmoved by something like smallpox vaccination.
Even so, he couldn't bear to hurt this child with such sincere eyes.
Jia Hu was still young and might not understand the complex web of interests involved, much less the immense prestige this was, but he did understand.
The more the Crown Prince understood, the more he felt he could not betray Jia Hu's sincere heart.
Jia Hu felt somewhat helpless. He really didn't want this prestige; not that he didn't want it, but that he dared not have it! Right now, he could only develop his strength in a lowly manner.
Jia Hu looked to her maternal grandfather for help. Zhang Heming also realized the connection; he definitely wanted Hu'er to acknowledge the credit.
Zhang Heming knew that Hu'er had come up with this method for the sake of the Jia family, so the prestige and credit should belong to Hu'er.
But Hu'er is still young, and he understands that he can't let Hu'er stand out too much, as this would be detrimental to Hu'er's growth.
He could understand the Crown Prince's worries, and he could also understand Hu'er's intelligence.
After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said:
"Since that's the case, Hu'er is given to His Highness the Crown Prince. He should accept it. I believe that with His Highness's character, he will certainly not mistreat Hu'er in the future."
His Highness the Crown Prince, upon hearing his Grand Tutor's words, smiled knowingly and said:
"Please rest assured, Grand Tutor and Hu'er, I will not take credit for your master's work, nor will I deny your contributions."
Jia Hu breathed a sigh of relief and said playfully:
"Great! Godfather, you can give me more money! You also have to protect me well in the future, so I can cling to your coattails!"
Jia Hu quickly covered his mouth; how could he have blurted out those words so casually?
The crown prince was taken aback, then burst into laughter:
"Clinging to someone's coattails, that's a fitting description, I agree!"
Situ Yi was also shocked by Jia Hu's nonchalant attitude. He felt that with Jia Hu's intelligence, it was absolutely impossible for him to be so nonchalant as to choose not to accept something without knowing what it could bring.
In any case, Situ Yi now held Jia Hu in some respect.
Situ Yi thought to himself, "Jia Hu, if you don't do anything that would be detrimental to my brother the Crown Prince, I will definitely protect you."
He might not have been qualified to say that before, but now he believes that with his abilities, he can still protect Jia Hu in the future.
The meeting was a great success, and all the guests enjoyed themselves.
The prince and the officials discussed how to proceed next.
Jia Hu played happily with his cousin and his newly formed godbrother.
Knowing that the young prince loved scooters, Jia Hu promised to prepare other fun toys for him and send them to the palace. When the young prince left, he hugged Jia Hu tightly, reluctant to let go.
Jia Hu and his father boarded the carriage to go home. In the carriage, Jia She stood with his hands in his pockets, pretending to be aloof and silent. Jia Hu glanced at his foolish father and couldn't help but want to chuckle.
After Jia She noticed, he pinched the boy's cheek and said:
"You're still laughing! You're still laughing! Where did you come from, having found yourself a father?"
"If you like hot spring resorts, your father has one here. I'll take you there tomorrow, we'll go soak in the hot springs, and when we get back I'll give you the land deed for the hot springs, and also the indentures of the people in the resort."
Jia Hu was surprised by the unexpected joy and immediately raised his hand, saying, "Good, good, good! Father, it's settled then. You'll take me to a hot spring tomorrow, and then you'll give me all the things."
Seeing his expression, Jia She let out a soft snort:
"I originally intended to give it, but now I don't want to."
Jia Hu was displeased and grabbed his arm, asking:
Why?
Jia She:
"You're so young and so smart, how come you don't know how great the smallpox vaccine was?"
You still want it. You gave it to the Crown Prince like that, with a monument erected for him!
Jia She understood all of this, but he was still unwilling to accept it, feeling that it was all Hu'er's achievement and that Hu'er deserved it.
But now, with such a tremendous achievement, he couldn't tell anyone, and he felt wronged on behalf of his son.
Jia Zhu understood her father's meaning, went over and hugged him affectionately, saying:
"Dad, we both know that I'm still too young. We can't do this, and our family can't be like this either! Dad, you have to be good. We need to develop stealthily and take it slow."
Although Jia She did not understand what "developing in a cowardly manner" meant, he understood his son's words of comfort.
Jia She's anger wasn't actually because of Jia Hu; he just wanted to throw a tantrum. But when he saw his son acting cute, he immediately calmed down.
Jia Hu said he understood; that's just how proud and stubborn people are! He can easily appease his own father.
Jia Hu nuzzled Jia She's arm and asked again:
"Father, will you give me back that estate?"
Jia She said:
"Here you go, I'll take you to see some nice things when we get back. You can take anything you like except that manor. It was all left to me by my grandmother, and it will all be yours in the future. Now you can go and choose for yourself."
Jia Hu immediately cheered and said in a coquettish tone:
"Daddy, you're the best! I love Daddy the most!"
Jia She was about to burst out laughing, but still said:
"How old are you? You're a grown man, why do you keep talking like a baby!"
Inside the Jia family's carriage, a harmonious and joyful atmosphere prevailed, with fathers showing kindness and sons displaying filial piety.
On the carriage back to the palace, the Crown Prince was pondering the smallpox vaccination issue, wondering which people would be most suitable to be in charge.
At this moment, Situ Yi, who hadn't said much, wanted to tell his elder brother, the Crown Prince, about the amazing things he had heard that day.
Situ Yi had just called out, "Brother Crown Prince, I heard Jia Hu..."
At this point, Situ Yi hurriedly covered his throat, realizing that he couldn't say anything more.
Seeing his movement, the crown prince asked worriedly:
"Little brother, what's wrong? Is your throat sore? What's wrong with Hu'er?"
Situ Yi's expression was somewhat gloomy; he disliked this feeling of being out of control.
Couldn't he say it aloud? He tried to write on his body with his finger, but found he couldn't. He could only sigh helplessly, slumping against the soft pillows and saying:
"It's nothing, brother. Why did you take that boy as your godson today?"
The crown prince tapped his forehead with his finger and said:
"Hu'er will be your nephew from now on, so you can't say that."
Situ Minghe also came over. He had always been disrespectful to his uncle, and when he sat next to him, he didn't behave properly either. He leaned against him and said:
"Uncle, don't you like little brother Hu'er?"
The crown prince looked gently at his son and his younger brother.
He and his younger brother are more than ten years apart, and he usually takes care of him like a son. It's no different from calling him a younger brother or a son.
And this younger brother, who is right beside me, still looks like a child. Outside, he is always aloof and doesn't seem to care about anything. I don't know who he took after.