Qin Hu

Chapter 150 Eating and sleeping too much!Is this really the First Emperor?
"Young poor..."

When Ying Zheng spoke, he coughed lightly twice, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva to moisten his throat.Because he was worried about his baby, he stayed up for four nights in a row, and suddenly he felt dry and itchy in his throat.

When Zhao Zihu saw it, he wanted to go forward and pour a cup of tea for his father, but he was stared at before he took a step, so he had to stand still resentfully.

"Why don't you go back and rest first?" He smiled and turned to leave.

How could Yingzheng make the cowardly baby happy? He didn't bother to drink water, so he said in a deep voice, "Stop! Didn't you forget that in ten days, it will be your wedding?"

Zhao Zihu nodded.

"Know? Why can't I see what you know..."

Ying Zheng said angrily: "Ten people dare to go deep into Dongou! They have no support before, and no reinforcements after. They even brought their unmarried daughter-in-law with them? What is the difference between you and courting death?"

"Hey! What you said is wrong. Father! Who said I didn't take care of it? Didn't I ask someone to report to you that we rescued a Yue guide named Lu?"

Zhao Zihu curled his lips and said: "Let's talk! We are doing business this time..."

"Lu? How much do you know about him? Couldn't he be the chant sent by Baiyue." Ying Zheng interrupted Couna.

In fact, he knew that what he said was quite unreasonable.

Because according to the news that I ordered someone to bring back a few days ago...

The one named Lu fell into the sea and faced a near-death situation, so the people on the Clipper boat accidentally discovered it and salvaged it.

Let me ask who can have the courage to throw the chant into the unpredictable sea, wait for others to save it, and guarantee that the person will not die...

Even I don't have the ability to do it!

Ying Zheng actually wanted to talk more to the child he hadn't seen for a long time, but he couldn't afford to lose face and show his concern...

He could only ask a series of questions in such an unreasonable manner.

But thinking about it, he found it even more weird.

Why does this Lu who "knows Baiyue well and has a heart for Daqin" never fall into the ocean sooner or later...

It happened that the baby led the team out to sea, and they fell in with a "boom"?
In the end, did Counselor really let the two leaders be abducted safely?

Could it be that this is really an arrangement in the dark!
Thinking about it, Ying Zheng secretly thought that the counselor baby might really be sent by the heavens to continue the fate of the Great Qin Dynasty, and that he was more suitable to be the second emperor than the eldest son Fusu.

But when he looked up, Zhao Zihu was standing with his chest in his arms, looking like he wanted to go back to sleep right away, yawning again and again, and he immediately rejected it.

Ying Zheng blew his beard straight, and said, "Stand up for me! Look at your posture, how decent is it?"

"Hey! Father, if you can, let's talk about it tomorrow?" Zhao Zihu was really sleepy.

Ying Zheng didn't seem to hear it, so he lay down in a different posture, and said lazily, "Hmm! Tell me about the deal you reached with the two leaders first?"

Knowing what he was thinking about being a father, Zhao Zihu had no choice but to take off his shoes and socks, sit down beside Ying Zheng, try his best to talk about what he had seen and heard in the past few days.

However, the more he talked, the more he dozed off. After all, it was something he had just experienced, and there were no exciting scenes. Halfway through the talk, he realized that his father was snoring first.

Zhao Zihu was naturally ready to get out and leave. Unexpectedly, when he stood up, Ying Zheng raised his hand suddenly and grabbed him: "My son, don't go away..."

"I didn't go away! Father, I'm here! I'll pull you a mattress." Zhao Zihu smiled wryly, and patted the emperor's hand as if to comfort him. At this moment, his sleepiness subsided a lot.

"Let me do it." Zhao Gao lifted the curtain and walked in at the right time, and quickly found a thin plush quilt among the boxes on the right side of the imperial couch.

Ying Zheng didn't even intend to let go, turned over, covered the quilt, and told Zhao Gao to "watch tea", then stared at the cowardly baby and said, "I haven't explained anything, you want to go to bed?" Where are you going?"

Zhao Zihu said with an aggrieved face: "That's what happened to me, what else do you have to do? Just do it!"

Ying Zheng had an expression of "I'm going to sleep here tonight", which made Zhao Zihu lose face on the spot and howl.

"Father! Father! The future will be long..."

Unable to resist punching Zhao Zihu on the shoulder, Ying Zheng scolded with a smile, "Is Gua Coun so ignorant of your father?"

Zhao Zihu didn't want to talk anymore, anyone who wanted to sleep but couldn't, and watched other people lying comfortably, would feel as ugly as him.

"In Baiyue, they eat and drink a lot every day. They also use the conditions of [-] catties of refined salt and [-] candles every three months to make the two leaders of Dongou and Minyue very excited..."

The more Ying Zheng said, the lower his tone became, as if he was about to get angry: "Let them take the risk to come to see me with you! You are so self-assertive and willful, have you ever considered me?"

This aura was well brewed, and if it was someone else, it was designated to be scared to the ground and kowtow to beg for forgiveness, but it happened to meet Zhao Zihu, the master who went in from one ear to the other and came out from the right.

Zhao Gao was even at the side, and said a heart-rending discouragement: "Yes. Your Majesty has been eating vegetables and radishes with porridge these days, so it's hard to sleep or eat!"

"Huh?!" Ying Zheng's beard twitched, and he glared at Zhao Gao, how angry he was!Isn't this clearly telling the cowardly baby that he misses his son?

Zhao Zihu raised his brows and said with a smile, "Isn't it appetizing? It's simple. A dish of roast lamb with cumin will whet Father Bao's appetite!"

"Hey! The imperial meal was roasted a long time ago. But His Majesty didn't eat a single bite, and distributed it all to the salt people!" Zhao Gao sighed helplessly.

"That's because they made it unauthentic, I'll bake it for Father!"

Hearing Zhao Zihu's sudden pat on the chest, Ying Zheng grinned.

"Did you hear?"

Zhao Gao bowed slightly, turned his head and greeted outside the imperial tent: "Bring them all in."

Zhao Zihu turned around to look, and immediately called "good guy", so he had been waiting for him.

He raised his head and rolled his eyes at Zhao Gao, thinking to himself, you dare to love Zhao Gao, you didn't just arrange the accommodation of the two leaders...

The main reason is to take the opportunity to kill sheep? !
Zhao Gao and his brows seemed to be dancing, and he smiled back at the young master Zihu, which meant "acceptance!"Concession! 』

He saw a group of servants carrying a whole lamb and a large oven, and Hulala rushed in.

The lamb has been groomed neatly, and the charcoal fire has already been lit in the oven, crackling.

Later, a large cauldron of melons, fruits and vegetables was brought in, which seemed to be used for roasting, and Zhao Zihu's bottles and jars filled with seasonings were also brought in.

"Let's roast it!" Ying Zheng smiled openly, gestured at the baby, and then took another sip of tea.

Zhao Zihu couldn't help complaining: "It's not too boring to eat roasted whole lamb in the middle of the night..."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Gao reprimanded him as soon as he spoke.

"I remember that before the young master, he seemed to say something like, 'Night market, barbecue and beer are the best'!"

Ying Zheng seemed to have discovered something new again, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes! Coward. What is this beer? Find it out as soon as possible."

Zhao Zihu was really speechless, he rolled his eyes, got up and went to mess with the lamb, and he was thinking in his heart that he couldn't say anything in the future.

Otherwise, if you want to come up with something new, you will be the one who suffers...

Didn't you see it?

In the middle of the night, after returning from a long voyage, the emperor Laozi has to catch the roasted whole lamb and not let him go!
Although he was complaining in his heart, Zhao Zihu's hands were sharp, and he quickly spread the salt evenly on the lamb, then brushed it with some sauce mixed with spices, put it on the oven, and turned it over slowly.

At this time, the curtains of the imperial tent had already been opened, and as the sea breeze invaded in the middle of the night, the flames in the furnace jumped violently, roasting the lamb on it until it sizzled, the oil shone, and the aroma was billowing.

Don't say that Zhao Gao and a few servants saw their throats wriggling, and almost couldn't help but rushed forward.

Ying Zheng also closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Feeling dissatisfied, he threw off the quilt, sat up straight, smacked his lips and praised repeatedly: "It's delicious! It's really fragrant! It's really my son who is amazing..."

The night wind wafted out of the tent, carrying the smell of scorched fragrance, and the two sharp men on duty at the door suddenly had frogs in their stomachs and croaked indiscriminately.

Not long after, most of the camp made the sound of swallowing saliva one after another, and sighed one after another.

"Who? Poisoning in the middle of the night is too shameless..."

"Stop yelling! This smell is from His Majesty."

"Uh! Your Majesty is indeed His Majesty. There are people serving delicious food in the middle of the night..."

"This makes those of us who only eat two meals a day feel so jealous that we can't sleep!"

The strong sea breeze at night not only spread the fragrance to the tents of Xiangli's family, Li Sihanfei and other courtiers in the camp, but also spread to Zou Yao and Wu Zhu's noses who temporarily lived in the newly built houses outside.

"What do you mean by the supreme being in the world? After all, the emperor was raised by his father and mother, and he also needs the care of his children and grandchildren. You! You are not allowed to act willfully and recklessly like a tiger after marriage..."

Xiangli Mo seriously warned his granddaughter: "What if something bad happens? It won't be enough to take our entire Mo family to be buried with us. We must be careful! We must guide the son to care more about His Majesty."

"Wei~ Father! Yue'er, please remember. I will never let my husband act recklessly again in the future!" Xiang Liyue lowered her brows and looked down, not daring to show the slightest rebellious gesture, and Fat Qing'er also stood obediently beside her. with.

Confucian scholars such as Han Fei and Ying Yao are still discussing how to reform the Great Qin Law, and they will annotate the places where they have reached a consensus, so that they can be presented to His Majesty the Emperor for review.

Li Si and Zhang Cang occasionally got involved when they had nothing to do. The three brothers, who had a rift with each other this time, turned their guns on each other and quarreled with Chunyuyue's Confucians inextricably.

Smelling the aroma of roasted lamb brought by the night breeze, and looking at the fresh shrimp porridge, grilled fish and fried meat specially arranged by the emperor for everyone at the table, Liston felt that they were not delicious.

"Hey! Colleagues, tell me, in the current situation, who spoiled whom? Your Majesty couldn't eat for several days and nights, and when Mr. Zihu came back, he would immediately eat and drink."

"Junior brother! Can I say that you are jealous? Or, do you think the change of His Majesty is not good? Are you still willing to get along with the irritable and restrained one before?"

Han Fei's words were also echoed by Xia Huanggong: "If Prime Minister Li still has this kind of thinking, he can't do it. I think that both His Majesty and Daqin are excellent!"

"Yes! I am willing to offer suggestions for His Majesty today. Although facing him is still a lot of pressure, but there is no danger of life." Ying Yao also squinted his beard and said carefully.

Chunyu Yue clapped his hands and said, "Yes! At least the weird feeling of 'he really wants to hear your opinion, but he resists it from the bottom of his heart' no longer exists. It's just that it's really inappropriate to joke around with the young master in the middle of the night. .”

As soon as he said this, most of the people present were silent.

Except for Han Fei, they didn't have Xianglimo's kind of forward thinking, "Your Majesty and son, the relationship is first father and son, and then the ruler and subject"...

Everyone still stubbornly believed that the first emperor was a king, so he should have royal prestige and dignity, and could not tolerate himself or even others being too indulgent in front of him.

Li You, who was listening on the sidelines, didn't take Chunyuyue's words seriously, but both he and Han Fei knew that this was a private matter of the emperor's family, and there was nothing to say or argue about.

On the other end, Zou Yao and Wu Zhu also stared at each other in a daze, feeling really unbelievable.

They were all smart people, and they immediately figured out that the fragrance in the air could only be from the handwriting of Young Master Zihu.

The two of them had eaten barbecue no less than five times on the boat. They couldn't forget the taste of this kind of meat, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

But before this son got off the boat, he had already had a full meal with himself and General Zhao Tuo...

How can you still eat after disembarking?

Zou Yao and Wu Zhu could only think that Mr. Zihu was grilling in the imperial tent at this time, and the only thing he could eat was His Majesty the Emperor.

Thinking about how they left with Zhao Fuling, the words they heard before they left were clearly spoken by an old father who had hoped day and night, and finally hoped for his son to come back...

The two couldn't help being a little confused, this Emperor Shihuang seemed very different from the one they had heard and heard about? !
No matter what many people outside think and evaluate, the atmosphere inside the imperial tent is actually quite happy.

Ying Zheng took a sip of wine and meat, and his mouth, face, and hands were all greasy. He asked puzzledly, "Baby! Are you not moving?"

"Your Majesty! Young Master has eaten enough on the boat." Seeing that Zhao Zihu didn't want to respond, Zhao Gao answered for him with a smile.

The emperor just snorted: "No wonder! No wonder he is so reluctant to let this kid accompany his father. So it's because of Bao Nuansi..."

"Hey! Father, if you think about me that much, you'll miss me!"

Hearing the counselor's protest, Ying Zheng curled his lips and said, "Okay! I don't know you yet. After all, you have clearly marked the price for Dongou and Minyue. How can I ask Laozi to talk about it tomorrow?"

Without giving Zhao Zihu a chance to react, he suddenly remembered something and said seriously, "That's right! Go to Gan Luo's place tomorrow morning to finalize the wedding and see if there is anything you need to add."

Zhao Zihu lazily nodded his head to express "Got it" while washing off the greasy soap with whale fat.

Seeing his listless posture, Ying Zheng felt a little annoyed, so he simply shook his hands and let him go.

(End of this chapter)