my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 39
"Thank you, sir!"

The artisans waited for Shilu's promise and worked harder.

Shi Lu nodded slightly, and whispered a word to Zuo Sikongjiu, telling him to pay more attention to the progress here, then turned and left.

Although he was very curious and wished he could keep an eye on the progress himself, but as the Shaofu, the end of the year was approaching, and there were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with, so he couldn't afford to waste his time here.

……

Except for an extra meal in the middle, Zhao Ying practiced qi bow and arrow and Chang Ge in the backyard this morning.

Xiong and Jing were a little numb after seeing it.

This Mr. Ying, won't he be tired?

Seeing that it was almost noon, Zhao Ying dropped the spear in his hand, washed up, and went to the kitchen.When eating in the morning, the cook had instructed the cook in the back kitchen to mix the mutton stuffing and prepared fresh leeks. Today he was going to make some mutton and leek dumplings for the first emperor.

This kind of dumplings is not only delicious, but also beneficial to the liver and stomach, promoting qi and regulating blood. It is most suitable for the old man who worked at a desk for a long time and lacked exercise.

Zhao Ying reckoned that Emperor Shi Huang's spleen, stomach and liver were not much better.

In recent years, the First Emperor has been obsessed with longevity, and has eaten many elixir offered by sorcerers. Zhao Ying, who has traveled through time, naturally knows that those things are rich in various heavy metals, and some contain lead and mercury——

Whoever eats the "elixir" for such a long time will have enough liver power.

Coupled with overwork and lack of exercise, it is strange that the body does not collapse.After spending the past few days with the First Emperor, Zhao Ying felt a stronger sense of urgency, because he discovered that there was something wrong with the First Emperor's body.

Before he gained enough favor, he felt that the only thing he could do was to cook something delicious for the first emperor.I hope that the speed at which Emperor Shihuang's body collapses can be somewhat delayed.

Of course, the most urgent task is to get Emperor Shi Huang to stop his beloved "elixir", but he has not found a suitable opportunity for several days.

Because, although this kind of elixir has chronic toxins, it is easy to form a certain degree of dependence if you eat too much of it. Kind of, the effect of this elixir is extraordinary, in fact, this is also the reason why elixir is so popular in this era.

Eat it, the effect is immediate!

Conversely, if you want to persuade a person, especially an emperor not to eat it, or even tell him it is poisonous, the first thing you need to consider is not the praise and reward, but what kind of risk you may encounter!
Although, judging from the first emperor's current attitude towards him, there is probably no risk in all likelihood, but for him, if he cannot be successfully dissuaded, that is the biggest risk, and he must not act rashly.

Before that, the only thing I could do was diet therapy.

Spend more time with him, make him feel better, and enhance his own immunity.

These cooks had never seen dumplings before, and Zhao Ying personally made them and demonstrated them before these cooks began to learn how to wrap them clumsily.

The dumplings that started to be made——

Let’s call them dumplings for the time being. The big ones are big and the small ones are jumbled up and down. It’s really hard to see.However, for this situation, Zhao Ying had expected it, whether it was the prepared stuffing or the prepared noodles, it was enough.

After a few rounds, the fingers of these cooks finally became flexible. Although they were not as good-looking as Zhao Yingbao's, they still looked good.

Zhao Ying made a pot of the dumplings made by himself, and put them in a steamer for the first emperor, and then he scooped up a large earthen jar for himself.

As far as his appetite is concerned, apart from the pot, this kind of big crock is probably the only thing that can suit him.

As for the initial works of those cooks, he gave them directly to the cooks in the back kitchen.

After ordering the steward of the back kitchen to deliver dumplings to his mother and younger siblings in the backyard, Zhao Ying took Xiong and Jing directly to Xianyang Palace.

With Xiong and Jing, he finally didn't have to carry the food himself.

However, after arriving at Xianyang Palace, he found that Emperor Shihuang was not there, but Hei was waiting for him standing on the steps outside the palace gate.

"Old man, are you waiting for someone?"

Hearing Zhao Ying's address to Hei, Xiong Hejing couldn't help baring his teeth secretly.

"Waiting for the young master, His Majesty is in Zhangtai Palace at this time—"

Hei obviously liked Zhao Ying's name very much, nodded with a smile, turned around and wanted to lead the way for Zhao Ying, but Zhao Ying walked a few steps quickly and walked shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Old man, you've worked hard—may I ask what your name is..."

Zhao Ying didn't know Hei's identity, but seeing him guarding Shi Huangdi's side every day, he knew that he must be his father's confidant.Lala relationship, absolutely can not go wrong.

"Working for His Majesty, I don't dare to say it's hard. My name is Hei. His Majesty once gave me the Zhao family. If you like, you can call me Lao Zhao or Lao Hei..."

Hei obviously didn't dislike Zhao Ying's closeness, and was even a little willing to accept it.

So, along the way, Xiong Hejing looked at his young master and talked and laughed happily with his old boss, almost falling out of his eyes.

Hei Bingtai, who doesn't know that this guy has a cold face and a dark heart, killing people without blinking an eye?

At this moment, he is actually kindly like an old man next door!

If you tell it, no one will believe it.

Zhangtai Palace is located on the south bank of the Weishui River, next to the Jishui River, not far from the Ganquan Palace to the north, and not far from the South is the Xingle Palace. The scenery is beautiful and it is one of the favorite palaces of the first emperor.

This was the first time Zhao Ying came here after crossing, and he looked at the authentic Zhangtai Palace with some curiosity.Seeing the gilt arches of the flying eaves and the towering verdure of the towers, I can't help but secretly marvel.

In this era, the construction of such a palace does not know how much manpower and material resources will be spent.

Suppress this untimely thought to the bottom of my heart, and say a few words silently, this place is solemn and luxurious, just to set off Dafu's martial arts and martial arts, majestic demeanor.

Wonderful!

Outside the main hall of Zhangtai Palace, Xiong Hejing stopped consciously and handed the earthen pot and food box to Zhao Ying.Without His Majesty's call, they could only be escorted here.

Zhao Ying nodded slightly at them, signaling them to wait outside.Declining Hei's offer to help carry the food box, he personally carried the crock and food box and walked in beside Hei.

"Haha—Father, look what delicious food I brought you today..."

Before entering the gate, Zhao Ying showed a sunny smile, and raised the food box in his hand high towards the inside of the hall.I am filial, and I can't help but be happy when I see my father!
……

The apse of Zhangtai Palace.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, and there was a burst of hearty laughter from time to time.

It was as if the first emperor was meeting an old friend. He was chatting happily with an old man with gray beard and hair. A burly young man who is as entrenched as a bear.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that although this young man looks well-behaved, it is like a thorn growing on his buttocks, where he twists and turns slightly from time to time, and his eyes keep wandering out.

The two old men seem to have a tacit understanding of this guy's little move, as if they didn't see it, they chatted and laughed happily on their own.

(End of this chapter)