"Another day, I'll send this boy to the academy to study, learn propriety and knowledge, and try to earn an official post so he can serve Great Qin."
Having just been smacked by his father, the little boy wore a disgruntled look, cheeks puffed out as he ate his meat skewer. Hearing that, he said angrily, "Dad! I don't want to be one of those civil officials. I want to be a general. I want to be like Great General Bai Qi, expanding territory for His Majesty and forging an even greater, more magnificent empire for him."
The man smiled and rubbed the little boy's head. "That works too. As long as you serve His Majesty and can become an official, your father will support you no matter what you choose."
The little boy proudly raised his head. "Of course! I'm the Army Breaker general star that the fortune-teller spoke of. I'll definitely become a great general in the future. His Majesty will surely be delighted when he sees me—he might even take me as his godson!"
The middle-aged man struggled not to laugh. "Don't take a fortune-teller's words too seriously. There are generals as numerous as clouds around the Great Qin Emperor. Even if you become a great general, His Majesty won't be all that delighted unless you can show something truly astonishing."
"And you want to become His Majesty's godson? If someone like you can even see His Majesty once, that'll mean our ancestors accumulated great virtue."
The little boy puffed out his cheeks and said angrily, "Hmph! Then just wait and see, Dad! His Majesty will definitely appoint me as a great general someday. I'll earn countless merits and have His Majesty reward me with treasures and beauties. Then you can just enjoy the good life!"
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