my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 90 Fusu: Is this still my son?

Not only is he afraid of this big brother's force, but his own big brother teaches others in a way.

What is "Young man does not work hard, the old man is sad", what is "Black hair does not know how to study early, Bai Shoufang regrets studying late", what is "There is a road in the mountain of books, and hard work is the path, and the sea of ​​learning is boundless and hard work", or "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of a sword comes from sharpening."

In short, one thing after another, it is better than when my own A Weng was around, but why he said it so eccentrically, concisely and to the point.Once, I inadvertently mentioned a sentence in the classroom, and I didn't expect to startle the teachers in the room, so that the teachers were surprised and praised again and again.

And, most terrifying of all, his scholarship.

He can memorize every book he gave himself back and forth, and he can even quote scriptures and classics, and talk about some unique insights. Compared with those learned people outside, they may not be much inferior.

Every time I stand in front of him, I have the feeling of standing in front of A Weng and Mr. Xueshi, with awe and awe.

"Diligent study is like the grass in the early spring. You don't see its growth, but it only increases. Dropping out of school is like a sharpening stone. You don't see its damage, but you will lose every day. You are now studying, and you should keep in mind the four words of diligence and persistence..."

As Zhao Ying spoke, he casually picked up the little girl who was crawling on him with his chubby short legs, and turned to play with the chubby little girl.

"First of all, you must study hard and become a promising person like your elder brother..."

Mi Ji was amazed by her elder son's knowledge, and couldn't help but encourage her younger son.

Zhao Qi silently recited the aphorisms that the elder brother just said casually in his heart, while nodding respectfully.He had a premonition that what the eldest brother said today, once it got out, it would be another good sentence that would be applauded by the gentlemen in the school.

Well, and the poem from last time.

Now Zhao Qi is a little intoxicated, the pleasure of being surrounded by classmates, friends and teachers to ask for advice.Although they said what they said when their elder brother taught them a lesson, even so, it was still their elder brother!

Zhao Ying didn't know this, he just had a bad taste, and used the mantra that the head teacher chanted every day in his previous life to tease this honest-looking and bullying brother.

It was getting late, and even with the company of three Zhao Ying brothers and sisters, Mi Ji was obviously a little out of her wits and looked outside the door frequently. Looking in the direction of Xianyang Palace.

Just when several people were waiting hopelessly, there were finally crisp sounds of horseshoes and rumbling wheels outside the courtyard gate.

Several people immediately got up and walked out of the courtyard.

Fusu's carriage has already arrived outside the gate.

The gate was opened, and all the servants lined up in two rows, bowing down to welcome the eldest son back to the mansion.

"Husband—"

"Aon—"

Mi Ji led Zhao Ying and others to meet her quickly, Fu Su got off the carriage, first nodded slightly at Zhao Ying, then bent down and picked up the little daughter who had already thrown herself in front of her, and said warmly to her wife.

"Thank you for your hard work—"

When Mi Ji heard this, her eyes instantly turned red, but she forcibly restrained her emotions when she thought that her children were in front of her. She turned her head and glanced at the eldest son who was standing by the side with a smile, and her heart warmed.

"It's okay, go away. Ying'er takes care of everything at home—even Qi'er's studies are helped by Ying'er. If you say it's hard work, Ying'er is the hardest..."

Fu Su turned his head to look at his son who was already half a head taller than himself, and nodded to him with a look of relief.

"Well done, I'm in Shangjun, and I've heard about the amazing things you've done..."

Zhao Ying scratched his head, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

Fusu feels that although his son is promising, his shy and introverted temper still needs to be changed, but this is not the time to mention his son.

"Go, let's talk inside..."

Back in the backyard, before he could sit down, Zhao Ying excused himself to cook dinner for his old man, got up and left, before leaving, he did not forget to pick up his little sister, and then served his brother wink.

"I, I'm going to help Big Brother—"

Although Zhao Qi didn't know why, it didn't matter, he just listened to his elder brother!

Seeing this scene of brothers and sisters respecting each other, the couple couldn't help but feel very relieved. This child is really getting more and more sensible.

As soon as the three brothers and sisters left the hospital, Mi Ji's eyes turned red and she threw herself into Fusu's arms.

Although Zhao Ying was in charge of the family, she didn't have to worry about it at all, but how could she not worry about her husband going to Shangjun, and miss him day and night, but she didn't dare to show it in front of the children.

Fusu couldn't help but feel soft, knowing that it was not easy for Mi Ji to be alone at home, so taking advantage of the time when the child was out, she stretched out her arms and hugged her wife, whispering softly and telling each other from the bottom of her heart.

……

"Brother, why did you ask me to come out, I haven't seen Ah Weng for a long time, I just want to talk to Ah Weng..."

Hearing Zhao Qi's question, Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel happy, and turned around and smiled.

"Didn't you say it yourself, come out and help me..."

Zhao Qi: ...

His intuition told himself that the elder brother was purely perfunctory this time, but he obediently followed Zhao Ying to the backyard kitchen.

The kitchen is already used to Zhao Ying's arrival.

Zhao Ying simply looked at the ingredients in the kitchen, and then went to the room where he kept mushrooms and fungus, and went around. To his surprise, although the mushrooms and fungus in the other rooms hardly responded, even One of them still had some signs of decay, but the mushrooms in the room at the far end were growing quite well.

"Who is guarding this room..."

"My lord, it's me—"

The kitchen manager Zeng stood up happily. He had been holding back for several days, just waiting for the young master to ask.

Seeing that it was Zeng himself, Zhao Ying smiled and nodded.

"That's right, I will write down the experience of raising these mushrooms in detail later, and then let them try it in several other rooms. If they can replicate it successfully, I will give you a lot of rewards—"

Zhao Ying said, and glanced at him with a smile.

"I remember that you have a young son, has he reached the age to enter school? Let the house steward send him to study in the classroom tomorrow..."

Hearing this, Zeng was immediately overjoyed, and thanked Zhao Ying repeatedly.

Zhao Ying smiled and waved his hands.

"It's just a small matter, you just do things with your heart, and the family will not treat you badly..."

Seeing that Zeng has the opportunity to study in the classroom because of the mushrooms arranged by the young master, the envious eyes of these people in the back kitchen are almost red, and they can't wait to make [-]% of their work. Spirit.

Zeng was even more happy from ear to ear, and walked with wind under his feet.

When Zhao Ying said he came over to cook, he just found an excuse so that the husband and wife would have more chances to get along.

If nothing unexpected, Fusu will leave Xianyang again soon, even tomorrow, when Fusu returns this time. According to what the First Emperor said yesterday, this time, it may be more serious than the last time he was driven to Shangjun.

Without the edict of the first emperor, I am afraid that privately returning to Xianyang would no longer be possible.

If he was the last one and failed to change Daqin's ending, there would be trouble, and this time coming back would be the last reunion of Fusu and his wife.

In fact, in the original history, Fusu was expelled from Xianyang. After he went to Shangjun as a supervisor, he never set foot in Xianyang again. .

Therefore, Zhao Ying felt that it was not easy for Mi Ji as Fusu's wife.

Not only was the natal family cleaned up by the in-laws, but in the end, because of the husband's stubbornness and confession of death, his own family was also killed cleanly in the end.

And the only thing I can do for them now is this little thing.

When Zhao Ying came here, he couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and lowered his head to pat Zhao Qi's head.

"After Ah Weng leaves, you will get up early every day and practice riding and archery with me—"

When Zhao Qi heard this, his expression turned bitter, but he didn't dare to disobey his elder brother's request, so he could only hold his nose and nod.

Zhao Ying didn't care about him, handed the little sister who was pestering him to Zhao Qi, got up and went to the kitchen, but he didn't do it himself, but stood there and watched the cook at home make a few side dishes.

Everything I have done, I have done it over and over again, and seeing that there are no major omissions, I nodded slightly.

After all, they have worked in the kitchen for many years. Compared with my own level, it is just a lack of knowledge. Once you know the functions of spices and the recipes of dishes, you will be able to get started very quickly. Looking at it now, although it is temporary It's not as good as the taste of making it yourself, but it's not bad.

While staring at these cooks, Zeng suddenly walked over from outside with a servant holding a tray with a happy expression on his face.

"My lord, the tofu you asked me to make a while ago has already been made..."

In fact, without him saying anything, Zhao Ying willingly asked for the familiar fragrance of tofu.

The strengthening of his body is all-round, not only in strength, speed, vision, hearing, and even his sense of smell is far superior to ordinary people.

He didn't know if he had been strengthened in other aspects, but even these were enough to surprise him.

"Here, let me see—"

Zhao Ying couldn't help but look happy. In his previous life, he liked to eat tofu. What's more, in this era when the food itself was extremely scarce, this tofu became more and more precious.

So, not long after he built the stone mill, he began to have people try to make it. Although he liked tofu in his previous life, he had never seen anyone make tofu, let alone make tofu himself.

In his memory, all the impressions about tofu, except for the various ways to eat them, are two. One is like soaking beans and then grinding them with a millstone to grind soybean milk, and the other is a familiar proverb——Brine point Tofu, one thing down one thing.

Other than that, no more.

So, after he talked about it roughly, he handed over the matter to the servants of the mansion. Unexpectedly, after a month, they really restored the tofu!

Zhao Ying lifted the white cloth covering the tofu, pinched a piece with his hands, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and found that the tofu tasted a little rough, tasted it carefully, and it still had a slightly bitter taste, but it was not the same as the tofu eaten in the previous life. than, there is not much difference.

Even this kind of tofu was occasionally bought a few times in his previous life.

Belongs to the normal range.

"very good--"

Zhao Ying was in a good mood, and with a wave of his hand, all servants who participated in the study of tofu making will be rewarded with three thousand rewards each!
The purchasing power of Qin Banliang in the Qin Dynasty was still very good. Many craftsmen worked hard for a year, but in the end they could not earn 300 yuan, and the cost of a pair of armor in the Qin Dynasty was only more than [-] yuan.

It's not that Zhao Ying is reluctant to give more, but that three thousand dollars is really a lot for these servants.

Moreover, Zhao Ying often received rewards on weekdays. On average, since Zhao Ying became the head of the family, the treatment of the people in the family has almost doubled.

The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, and human nature is really terrible sometimes. If there is more, it may not be a good thing.

After commenting on it himself, and asking the servants who came to go back to continue to think about improvements, Zhao Ying began to cook by himself, making his favorite braised tofu in his previous life.

Although there is no chili oil and sugar, it is not a big problem if these two condiments are missing.

Soon, the steaming braised tofu is ready.

Zhao Ying tasted it.

Well, tender and refreshing, full of fragrance——

He couldn't help squinting his eyes happily. Seeing that he was eating happily, the little girl standing by the side stretched out her hand to grab him without saying a word, and was protected by Zhao Ying with a smile.

Let Zhao Qi watch her wash her hands, then he personally took a small plate and put some for her, the girl turned her tears into joy, threw herself to the side and started eating.

Zhao Ying smiled, and then personally stared at a cook next to her who was more skillful in cooking, seeing that she cooked according to her own method, and seeing that she was almost in a good shape, she smiled and praised a few words.

The kitchen made a lot of dishes today. After Zhao Ying simply picked out a few dishes, he asked someone to give a portion to Xiong Hejing and Zhang Lianggai from Xiaoheiwu, and the rest was directly rewarded to the back chef. Cook girls.

Even so, today's dinner is still very rich.

Looking at braised tofu, stir-fried bean sprouts, eggs with leeks, steamed carp, chicken stewed with mushrooms, lamb stewed with radishes, and a pot of knife-cut noodles with the fragrance of leeks...

Fusu looked dumbfounded.

I almost suspected that I came to the wrong place. What was it all about? Not only did the dining table become a strange round table, every dish was also unnamed, and some of them had never been seen even after living for so many years. Pass!

But just smelling it from a distance, I feel my index finger move, and I feel appetizing when I look at it.

During the month I left, what happened at home!
Although he has a bad appetite and is quite self-disciplined when eating, he still couldn't stop eating this meal, and he was full without knowing it.

Seeing her husband eating happily, Mi Ji couldn't help but smile from the corners of her eyes.

He pointed to these dishes and introduced them one by one. When Fusu knew that these dishes were made by his eldest son, he didn't know what to say.

Say people are not doing their job properly.

Huangsun Mo, Huangsun Che, and Huangsun Li were also praised by their own Aunt, became champion generals, had three thousand soldiers and horses, and studied under the old general Wang Jian to learn the art of war, and even broke the Shangjun prophecy. speech case.

Even the old general Mengwu was full of praise when he mentioned it.

But you say he is doing his job——

Hey, he prepares these foods every day, and it is even said that even Huangsun Mo prepares them because he is delicious!
Such a son really has nothing to teach him. In the end, he could only put on the air of A Weng, and vaguely told him not to indulge in his appetite.Zhao Ying ignored him, nodded with a smile, and quickly got up and left.

This time, Zhao Qi looked very winking, seeing his elder brother got up and left, he also used the excuse that he wanted to go back to his room to study, and wanted to get up and leave, but he didn't expect his own Aunt to get up and follow.

"It's rare for me to come back, and I don't know how your studies are doing now, come, take me to your study, and check if you haven't missed your homework during this time..."

My eldest son is a little too good now, and I am a Weng, it seems a bit difficult to teach, so I should educate my youngest son.

It can also be regarded as being a young man, fulfilling the responsibility of educating his children.

But when he walked into Zhao Qi's study with his hands behind his back, he was shocked.

First of all, there are a lot of bamboo slips on the desk, and secondly, there are various wise sayings hanging on the wall that seem to be easy to understand, but are deafening when you taste them.

He no longer cared about maintaining his image as a Weng, and walked up to him with eager eyes, and carefully read the past one by one.

"Could it be that while I was away, your elder father invited you that learned scholar—"

At this moment, Fusu's mind was engrossed in the wise sayings hanging on the wall, and he didn't notice the weird smile on the face of his youngest son at the side.

He didn't even want to turn his head back, and while savoring the sentences on the wall, he asked firmly in his heart.

Undoubtedly, such inspiring and sobering words of wisdom are definitely the work of a well-known scholar who is famous all over the world, and only my own A Weng can have such ability and handwriting, and Qier invited such a teacher!

At a certain moment, I was even a little moved. Although I was convicted by A Weng and was driven to Shangjun to be a military supervisor, A Weng's favor for his children has never been cut off.

PS: Two chapters have been updated today, [-] words. I have tried my best, but I still haven't been able to fulfill the promise of adding updates. I'm ashamed.For Chinese New Year, the plan does not change quickly, so let’s make up for it later.

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