What should I do if I am beheaded by the First Emperor at the beginning?

The shouts of Fusu and Wang Jian could be heard throughout the courtyard, and the dignified atmosphere in the courtyard just now dissipated.

In the distance, a servant was walking towards this direction with a plate, his expression extremely respectful.

They knew long before they came that there are distinguished guests in the mansion today, and they are His Majesty the First Emperor, the General, the Prime Minister, and the eldest son, His Highness Fusu, Mr. Hu Hai, and Mr. Jiang Lu.

Therefore, there must be absolutely no mistakes today.

Otherwise, it would not be Chen Ke who wants to deal with them, but these big bosses who want to deal with them.

Carefully carrying the things to the courtyard, several people sat on a table, and Wang Jian looked directly at the plate.

The plate is emerald blue, just like the green pine forest reflected in the lake, it looks very comfortable.

And on the plate were some brown pieces of meat, with a little juice still lying on the pieces of meat, which looked very delicious.

certainly--

Not just looks.

But Ying Zheng felt that the braised pork this time was more delicious than the previous ones.

"Your Majesty is right."

Chen Ke was lying in the yard.

Ying Zheng looked at Chen Ke, then at the people present, and said with a smile, "Come on, let's see what people from Penglaizhou wrote to Chen Ke."

There was a questioning tone in his voice, and Wang Jian and Li Si felt a little envious when they heard it.

"The Western Region is a place we must take down. There are buried underground things that are almost equivalent to gold, and perhaps even to a certain extent, are more important than gold."

Dun Ruo immediately stepped forward and handed the letter to Ying Zheng, but Chen Ke's expression did not change at all.

"And those spices are not as good as this batch?"

The reason was not that Brother Zheng didn't agree, but that there was a Li Si who was blocking him all the time.
Li Si righteously used countless examples to illustrate that too long a vacation is not a good thing for Daqin, nor for the heads of Guizhou.

He just said with a smile: "Old General Wang, sit down."

"What the governor explained before his departure, regarding the porcelain factory and the printing factory, has also been explained and is being implemented, or it can be implemented after the spring of next year."

"Generals Li Xin and Wang Ben have suppressed bandits near Penglai Island in recent days. The area around Penglai Island has become much more stable, and the students feel relieved."

Ying Zheng leaned on the cushion behind him. The cushion was sewn by Chen Ke before. This kind of cushion was used at this time.

"Eating it in the New Year symbolizes surplus every year."

Fish on a plate.

"My son, please order."

After putting the plate away, Chen Ke looked at Ying Zheng, Wang Jian and the others and said, "Your Majesty, everyone, this is a new dish called "Squirrel Mandarin Fish". It tastes delicious and is considered a very good delicacy. "

Li Si lowered his head and said nothing, but he was thinking about how much supplies and food he would need if he wanted to punish the Western Regions, and how much Daqin had now.

The festive season is over in a while, and before you know it, time passes by every minute and every second.

Ying Zheng paused for a while, and then said with emotion: "Although Penglaizhou is just a newly established organization, it always seems to be very complete."

Today, however, Ying Zheng spoke to Chen Ke in a negotiating tone.

Chen Ke did not hesitate: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten?"

"You have been able to manage the messy and chaotic Penglai that was just established into this state, and your credit is enough."

The three brothers Fusu, Hu Hai, and Jiang Lu were sitting there, with anger on their faces, and Jiang Lu even said, "Father."

He counted his holidays on his fingers, and the holidays were not long.
The last time I fooled Brother Zheng, I still couldn't get Brother Zheng to extend the holiday to the sixteenth day of the first lunar month.

The only thing left in my mind is the plate of delicious food in front of me.

Will this battle put Daqin in trouble?

After listening to Ying Zheng's words, Wang Jian sat down immediately without the slightest melancholy, and tasted carefully with a piece of braised pork in his chopsticks.

"And a letter to Chen Ke?"

This made Wang Jian and Li Si feel a little envious.

He just walked up to Yingzheng and said, "Your Majesty, Black Bingtai has received two letters from Penglaizhou. One is for you in the name of the Penglaizhou government office, and the other seems to be for Chen Fengchang."

At this time, the servants not far away were still coming with plates one by one, and there were delicious dishes on the plates.

Looking down at the things in his hands, Chen Ke actually felt a little regretful, but he really couldn't go anywhere.

For example, Chen Ke today.

It's not that Ying Zheng has never eaten braised pork. On the contrary, when Chen Ke came up with this thing, the recipe for the food had already reached Ying Zheng's hands.

Ying Zheng raised his wine glass and smiled slightly: "Come on, take advantage of this festive season and drink up this glass!"

There was continuous sound of silk and bamboo pipe music in the surroundings. This was already the second table meal they ate. After lunch, several people discussed and dealt with some government affairs in Chen Ke's mansion.

"Acting Director Fan has been working diligently for many days, and he doesn't seem to have any plans, but the students are always worried. Fan Muye's plan may be very big. I hope the governor will give advice."

Chen Ke stroked the letter in front of her with her hand, feeling a little emotional in her heart.

In the evening, they had dinner again in Chen Ke's mansion.

On the first day of the first lunar month, there is a big ceremony for sacrifice.

The cushions are placed on the table, and the table is like a railing-like sofa. With the cushions added, the whole person leans there, thinking about nothing.

And this anger is understandable to everyone present.

When did His Majesty discuss something with them like this?
Generally speaking, what His Majesty said has no room for reversal, it must be carried out, and His Majesty does not need to discuss anything with anyone.

Ying Zheng clapped his hands and laughed, all the anger on his face receded, as if he wasn't the one who was angry just now.

Ying Zheng smiled when he heard Chen Ke's answer: "Hahahaha, good, good, good!"

He said with emotion: "So, braised pork should be eaten at the right time, and the Western Regions should also be conquered at the right time."

"And the "spice" is the reason for it. "

"Bring it and get it."

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment and then said: "Since Penglai is on the right track, do you still want to go to Penglai?"

Because he also discovered that after he went to the place, his influence on the place was too deep. good.

"Students Huo Zhen Huo Shi, Xiaguan Guan Zhuo, Xiaguan Fan Muye, etc., I wish teachers a happy new year, all the best, and peace and success."

Many of the letters are about the development of Penglaizhou and some government affairs.

Chen Ke half-lyed beside the bed, yawning non-stop.

Doing the right thing at the right time has always been Chen Ke's principle.

"Tian Cheng and Jiang Ruo'ang, the governors, studied some affairs of Linzi County and Penglaizhou in their respective counties, and also made some preliminary decisions about the porcelain factory and other affairs."

"Some reforms can be watched by the local county guards and county magistrates. With the general judgment, even if they want to do something, it is difficult."

He squinted his eyes and said, "Didn't I reward you for the spices you used before?"

"Penglai has been well since we left more than a month ago."

The grand ceremony, as in previous years, passed quickly. After the sacrificial ceremony, the days passed like a shuttle, and before I knew it, it was the second day of the new year.

"The Western Regions are like the meat on this table, don't worry, they will be eaten by us."

Yingzheng hadn't finished reading the letter just now. At the end of the letter, there were some words of blessing, which were very simple and down-to-earth.

"It is related to the position of "factory director" in porcelain factories, printing factories, etc. Students are equal to the official government to hold a Penglaizhou meeting. After the decision, they unanimously agreed to submit the definition of the position of "factory director", as well as the rank and candidates, to His Majesty and the imperial court. , Make the court make decisions inside and outside. "

"Now that the practicability of these reforms and guesses has been verified, there is no need to go anywhere."

"It's actually inappropriate to eat braised pork in this season. If you don't eat the braised pork as soon as possible, it will become cold and the fat on it will freeze. After freezing, the taste of the braised pork will at least decrease. half."

When Dun Ruo saw the big men lying in disorder in the yard, although he felt a little shocked and helpless, the expression on his face did not change at all.

Jiang Lu didn't speak much, and his voice was as cold as before, but he could hear the anger in it.

And the others surrounded him curiously, all with curiosity in their expressions.

He smacked his lips: "Why does it feel more delicious than before?"

"Your Majesty, since Penglai is on the right track, I won't go to Penglai anymore."

Chen Ke lowered his head and looked at the letter.

Holding chopsticks in his hand, Ying Zheng looked at the dishes placed in the center of the table: "Chen Ke, does this mean the "braised pork" you mentioned earlier? "

"They are deceiving me."

The sky gradually darkened, and the few people in the courtyard changed from a more dignified sitting posture at the beginning to a casual one now.

His voice became calmer, but everyone present felt their hairs stand on end in an instant, because they felt a powerful murderous aura!
Ying Zheng was angry.

Ying Zheng himself could not make a decision, if Chen Ke made a decision that could not satisfy Ying Zheng, the consequences would be very serious.

"Like a prescription, the "spice" is the medicine primer. As long as the medicine primer is available, when to use the medicine primer to make a decoction for Daqin is something we need to consider, and it is also something we can control up. "

"However, now is not the right time to conquer the Western Regions."

Because of what?

Everyone toasted to celebrate, the moonlight fell into the cup, and the full glass of moonlight and wine fell into the intestines, turning into a little warmth.

He looked at Chen Ke and said in agreement, "Actually, that's exactly what it should be."

And it was Chen Ke who took the initiative to send it over.

Chen Ke's words were reasonable, and Ying Zheng touched his chin slightly: "I see."

"Envoy Feng brought back a batch of spices from the Western Regions. The quality of that batch of spices is much higher than those sent to Daqin before."

Ying Zheng put a piece of braised pork into his mouth, and tasted it carefully: "This braised pork that has just been served and has not cooled down really has a special taste."

The First Emperor obviously didn't want Chen Ke to stay in Penglaizhou, but he hesitated and couldn't make a decision about Chen Ke's stay or stay, so he asked Chen Ke.

Chen Ke smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, this is a good reason and a suitable reason."

He raised his eyebrows and pointed angrily, his beard and hair all stretched out: "Your Majesty, I request an order to punish the Western Regions!"

"And this fish is freshly killed to preserve its deliciousness to the greatest extent."

Chen Ke looked at Ying Zheng and said, "The minister should stay in Xianyang."

A scent came from the plate, and the smell spread to the noses of everyone sitting here. In an instant, everything that was just thinking about disappeared.

Chen Ke lowered his eyes and looked at the meat on his plate: "Your Majesty, it's just like this braised pork."

Yingzheng's voice was meaningful and slightly angry: "It seems that the tribute from the Western Regions is not the best."

Wang Jian stood up immediately, and said with a murderous look, "Did the Western Regions dare to do such a thing, are you deceiving me that there is no one in the Great Qin?"

Ying Zheng spread out the letter, put the letter on the table, skipped the greeting at the beginning of the letter, and just read some sentences in it softly.

The joy and anger of the superior is just a moment.

Chen Ke's tone was calm: "The original wish of the minister to go to Penglai was to be able to implement some changes in the local area, and to verify some of the conjectures and reforms of the minister in one place."

"What's more, there are people from the Black Ice Terrace secretly watching?"

Chen Ke was eating the food on the plate, and the expression on his face didn't seem to change.

Ying Zheng turned his head, looked at Chen Ke and said, "Chen Ke, what do you think?"

A person came over from a distance, it was Dun Ruo from the Black Ice Terrace.

"It's also better to use, so the taste may be much stronger than before."

Wang Jian felt that there was no strength in his whole body, and he just wanted to lean there, without the slightest image of rest.

The second course is a fish.

The Lord humiliates the minister to death.

But it's just envy, because often when Your Majesty uses such a kind tone, there are some cumbersome questions behind it.

He looked at Chen Ke at the side and said, "Penglaizhou is able to have today, and most of the credit is due to you."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng raised his eyes with curiosity: "Oh?"

His voice was faint, as cold as ice in a 3000-meter-deep ocean.

However, at such a critical juncture, Chen Ke never said anything about Li Si
So, the thing about the holidays fell through.

Chen Ke sighed with emotion: "The ninth day will start preparations for various affairs, and the tenth day will officially start work."

"How do you calculate, it's only a few days?"

"Is there something that needs me to deal with urgently after the next year?"

Chen Ke sat there cross-legged, thinking about what he needed to do, and what he could push to others
lost in thought.