The Beloved Daily Life of a Young Lord of Great Qin

Also known as The Human Cub Conquers His Cold, Cruel Father, My Imperial Father Is a Wise Ruler, Not a Tyrant, My Brother Fusu Must Ascend the Throne, and All the Realm's Famous Scholars Submit to Qin The Star Lord of Wood descended to endure a mortal trial, but something went wrong, and he transmigrated into the body of one of Qin Shi Huang's many sons, a prince whose name wasn't even recorded in the history books. He was born to Qin Shi Huang and a palace maid after a brief tryst. His mother died in childbirth. Qin Shi Huang had plenty of children and didn't care about this son. He left the baby with the eldest prince, Fusu, couldn't even be bothered to give him a name, and promptly forgot about him. Looking at the frail baby in his arms, Fusu smiled tenderly. “Heaven gave me life. What will my destiny be? I'll call you Chen An. From now on, your big brother will protect you.” One day, two years later: Qin Shi Huang returned to his bedchamber late at night and saw a soft, chubby little bundle lying on the imperial bed, looking up at him and giggling. Qin Shi Huang: “Who is this?” His attendant replied, “Prince Chen An.” Qin Shi Huang frowned. “Take him away!” The next day: Qin Shi Huang had just entered his bedchamber when the chubby little bundle rolled over to his feet and wrapped both arms around his leg. “F-Father~~ Hug me~~” The emperor hesitated for a moment, then bent down and picked him up. The third day, The fourth day, The seventh day: Qin Shi Huang finished his duties early and hurried back to his bedchamber. The room was empty. The emperor flew into a rage. “Where's Chen An?” His attendant replied, “The eldest prince took him away.” Fusu was putting his little brother to sleep when a tall figure suddenly strode into the inner chamber. Qin Shi Huang glanced at his eldest son, then held out his arms to his youngest and said in a low voice, “Come sleep in your father's bedchamber!” Fusu: “...” Chen An loved his big brother, and he loved his Imperial Father, too. Every day, he agonized over whose bedchamber to sleep in that night. At court, the emperor sat high before the ministers, holding a sleeping Chen An in his arms. He issued orders to bury the alchemists alive in the coldest, most merciless voice, while gazing down at his son with the gentlest, most tender expression. Chen An dreamed in his father's arms. He dreamed that someone claiming to be an immortal told him that, although Qin had unified the six kingdoms, it was beset by danger. His most hated brother, Hu Hai, would become emperor, kill all his brothers and sisters, and bring about the fall of Qin. And he was a god who governed the growth of all things and turned waste into wonder, the only hope of changing Qin's fate! A beloved child is raised amid doting affection; nation-building and strengthening the country; changing the fates of many historical figures. Transmigrate into a book; not serious history, so please don't nitpick the details. Theme: Respect the elderly and care for the young, traditional virtues.