Qin Hu

Chapter 58 Wasting food will be punished by God!

Snapped--
The sound of whips resounded through the tent.

Then, there was Zhao Zihu's scream: "Ah...you murdered your husband...don't hit me again, or I'll be impatient..."

Snapped--
The whip sounded again.

The sharp guards on duty outside the tent, lying on top of the arhat in the cracks of the curtain to watch the fun, grinned happily to the back of their heads, and didn't have the slightest intention of going in to rescue and stop them.

It's not that I don't want to save it, it's really impossible to save it.

Zhao Zihu was beaten by Xiang Liyue, how could the retainers intervene in the affairs of the husband and wife, as long as there is no danger of life, there is absolutely no reason for the retainers to intervene.

Furthermore, Xiang Liyue clearly stated that the whip that hit Zhao Zihu was given by Ying Zheng Yu, who would dare to stop it?
What's more, Zhao Zihu's beating was not bad, and he enjoyed it too much. How much is two pains in his butt?

As the saying goes, dying under a peony flower and being a ghost is also romantic... Although there were no such idioms in the pre-Qin period, men in the pre-Qin period could understand the meaning, and in short, it was worth the beating!
Inside the felt tent, Zhao Zihu jumped up and down to avoid the whip.

On the other hand, Xiangliyue's charming face was flushed and bloodshot, her shame and indignation were palpable, and she chased and beat Zhao Zihu with her teeth gritted.

Zhang Liang was on the sidelines to persuade him without saying a word: "Oh, don't beat me... why should the young master be angry... this whip is not strong enough..."

Zhao Zihu was furious: "My surname is Zhang, just wait for me, today I will fight swords with you a hundred times~!"

Zhang Liangjun's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to say any more, he took the initiative to stop between the two of them, and said: "Young Master, calm down, this is how husband and wife are, so there is no need to worry about it. In the future, you will sleep with the young master every night. Do you want to chase and beat the young master every night?"

Zhao Zihu added: "Not once, at least three times, start!"

Zhang Liang nodded: "Ah yes, is it possible that Shaojun will chase and beat the young master several times every night in the future?"

If the words are rough, the truth is not rough, Xiangliyue and Zhao Zihu are already a certainty.

When Xiangliyue taught Zhao Zihu how to practice sword yesterday, Li Si went to the old Xiangli again, went through the ceremony of asking his name, and got Xiangliyue's birth date.

Including at this moment, there are also knights who are sending Xiangliyue's birthday horoscope to the Daqin Ancestral Temple in Yongdi for Najib divination.

In this way, the six wedding ceremonies in the Zhou rites have already passed the third rites, which is very Yingzheng's style of doing things eager for quick success.

From this, it can be imagined that the remaining three ceremonies will not waste too much time. Maybe Zhao Zihu and Xiang Liyue will get married when they return to Xianyang after the East Tour.

Even, maybe during the east tour, Ying Zheng asked the two to do things!
So the matter between them is just a matter of time.

But with the unrestrainedness of the pre-Qin period, it is actually not slipping away compared to the later generations. When the interest comes, drill a grove, and try something new first.

Of course, among the nobles, there are more rules, but they are also on the surface. The ritual and music collapsed at the end of the Warring States period, not just talking, and you don’t let people know how you are in private, that’s all.

It's completely unnecessary for Xiangliyue to be fussy!
"Hmph, you are not a good person..."

Xiangliyue gave Zhang Liang a cold look, but finally withdrew.

Zhang Liang heaved a sigh of relief, looked back at Zhao Zihu, and licked his face to ask for credit.

Zhao Zihu nodded in satisfaction, and said, "I won't fight swords with you today, lest I miss you and kill you, and the big fool finds me desperately."

Zhang Liang breathed a sigh of relief again, and put his heart back in his stomach.

He was really a little afraid of Zhao Zihu's ferocious aura, as if he could do anything, it was very frightening!
"Eat, it's getting cold..."

Zhao Zihu patted his butt, as if nothing happened, sat down cross-legged in front of the table, greeted Xiangli Yue and his nephew and said: "Don't be dazed, eat quickly, after eating, let's continue practicing swords!"

Xiangliyue brought Zhao Zihu's clothes, put them on for him without explanation, and remade the crooked bun for him.

Then, he took Fat Qing'er to sit down together, first took a big meat bun, and handed it to Fat Qing'er who became somewhat cautious: "Eat."

The reason why Fat Qing'er is cautious is because he has not yet come out of his fear.

If Zhao Zihu is really beaten into a eunuch, she feels that Xiangli's family will come to an end!

However, at the moment Zhao Zihu is alive and well, in fact, her heart is already in her stomach, and the hot and fragrant big meat buns are undoubtedly the most soothing to her fear.

"Uh... Aunt Yue, you can eat too, I can do it myself."

Fat Qing'er didn't pick up the steamed bun Xiangliyue handed over, and took the steamed stuffed bun from the table with a strange expression to eat.

Xiang Liyue was not stupid, and in turn realized that she hadn't washed her hands after checking Zhao Zihu's injuries.

No wonder my niece is willing to eat the buns she brought!
Xiangliyue blushed and put down the steamed stuffed bun, got up and went out of the tent to find Shui Jingshou, came back after a while, and went to eat again.

Along with her came back the cold-blooded Thirteen Eagles.

Seeing that Zhao Zihu was eating breakfast, he naturally entered the table unceremoniously, and ordered the people outside the tent to bring more breakfast.

Xiangliyue peeled off a layer of the skin of the big meaty bun that she had taken with her hand before, frowned and tried to eat it while holding back her nausea.

Well, the Mohists advocate extreme frugality, and wasting food will be condemned by God!

Zhao Zihu shook his head, reached out his hand to stop Xiangliyue, and exchanged buns with her.

This scene fell into Xiao Diaochan's eyes, but she misunderstood, she pouted and said, "Huh, the buns that Sister Yue took, don't they taste better?"

Zhao Zihu said hesitantly, "No, the bun she took has a bit of a smug air."

Diao Chan resentfully said, "Don't you prefer..."

Zhao Zihu didn't bother to explain, he just said to Xiangliyue: "Sister Yue, have you learned the laws of mechanics I gave you yesterday?"

Xiangliyue was eating the steamed stuffed buns she exchanged with him, but her pretty face was a little flushed, listening to him talking to her at this time, it was even rarer that she was no longer cold, and said gently, "I've learned it all."

Zhao Zihu was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise, "Have you really learned it?"

Xiangliyue nodded and said: "There are similar learnings in Mojing, and I learned it thoroughly when I was young."

Zhao Zihu was dumbfounded for a moment, but he didn't know that there was similar learning in Mojing, and after he was dumbfounded, he praised: "Mozi is amazing, he actually researched the laws of mechanics 2000 years earlier!"

"Young master is wrong, Mozi is only a few hundred years ago, not a thousand years." Xiang Liyue corrected with a smile.

Zhao Zihu nodded noncommittally, but secretly scolded himself for being ignorant, after all, he underestimated the pre-Qin families.

Especially underestimated the Mo family!
Xiangliyue saw that he was no longer speaking, so she took the initiative to say: "Young Master's discussion...the law of mechanics is more detailed and clear, and it is a hundred times better than what is recorded in the Mojing."

"It's just that too much detail is not necessarily a good thing. If it is for future generations to learn, it will be troublesome. I don't know how many bamboo slips will be used to copy all the expositions of the young master!"

Zhao Zihu subconsciously said: "The number of words is a bit too much, just wait until the paper is finished!"

(End of this chapter)