I bring the system to tease Shihuang to engage in infrastructure construction

After Ying Zheng finished talking about the rewards, they finally dispersed.

Zhao Jun returned to the Zhiyang Palace where he had been away for a long time, and had a good sleep.

Although her schedule has been slow these days and her complexion is fair, she still urgently needs a good night's sleep to restore her vitality.

This sleep lasted from the afternoon until noon of the next day.

It was already lunch time when she woke up again.

After hearing her movement, Qingliu came in.

She also knew that Zhao Jun was tired these two days, so she waited outside and did not come in.

"Sir, wake up, it's time for lunch, do you want to inform the dining room to bring the meal?"

Qingliu was a little excited, and asked with a smile on her face,
"No need, I will go by myself later, and by the way, I have to go to the front hall to find the King."

Just came back yesterday in a hurry, she forgot to do something.

"it is good."

Qingliu nodded, and then hesitated.

"What's the matter, what else is there?"

Zhao Jun got up and changed into the curvy dress she wore in the palace. She was wearing loose and comfortable commoner clothes when she went to the ground.

This kind of train will show your figure very well, but you can't take big steps.

It's okay to wear clothes in the palace, but she can't even move her legs outside.

She dressed and glanced at Qingliu who was still standing and asked.

"Well, my lord, although the majesty's appointment as an official this time is a pleasant surprise, I am also a little apprehensive."

Qingliu whispered.

"My lord, do you think I'm really good, am I worthy of this female officer? I'm just doing things by my lord's side, and I don't have to pay a lot."

After the initial joy, Qingliu really hesitated.

Could it be that she got such a position because of an adult?

Zhao Jun smiled, crossed his hips and glared at her.

"Why can't you, Qingliu, I don't deny that you got this opportunity because of me, but opportunities are for those who are prepared to seize them. If you don't do well, then you won't be by my side so Long."

"Your ability is obvious to all. You have done well in the things I entrusted to you, and you can do even better in the future."

"Don't think that this official position seems to give you a burden. It is because of this official position that you have to work harder and do what you want to do."

"It's just a female history. I believe that the rights you can get in the future may be far more than that."

"So don't take yourself lightly. You can do well, and you will have to work harder in the future."

She said with a firm tone, and patted Qingliu on the shoulder.

"Okay, just face yourself like this. I'm going to the dining room. You can call for lunch yourself."

After she finished speaking, she walked out of the palace gate directly.

I have already said what I said, and I have to understand the rest by myself.

She hadn't been to the dining room for a long time, so she received a warm welcome as soon as she arrived.

Aunt Chaisang and Manager Ai are still the same.

As soon as she arrived in Aidu, she showed her freshly made bean curd.

Zhao Jun opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect that the dining room even made bean curd.

As the weather got hotter, Zhao Jun took a bowl of chilled bean curd and tasted it.

"Well, it tastes really good."

Zhao Jun dug a spoon and made a delicious sound.

"Just add a spoonful of sugar, it's tasteless"

She is a firm sweetheart.

"I really haven't seen you for several months, and later I heard that you are out of the palace for inspection. From this point of view, you really lost a lot of weight."

Aunt Chaisang glanced at Zhao Jun, obviously she lost weight and endured hardship.

"What do you have for lunch? I really need to make up for it. The tomato seeds left over from last year can also be harvested this year. I will make you a tomato scrambled egg at noon."

Chaisang spoke enthusiastically, like a caring aunt with a broken mouth.

"Wait a minute, ma'am, has the king's lunch been delivered? If not, let me deliver it together."

She still had something to ask Ying Zheng, so they ate together at noon.

"I haven't sent it yet, it's all ready."

Ai Du pointed to the prepared food box and said.

"Okay, don't bother me, I'll deliver it, and add two vegetables to it, tomato scrambled eggs, and a bowl of bean curd with some sugar"

The people in the dining room moved quickly, and Zhao Jun's meal was ready in a short while.

She carried two food boxes and walked slowly towards the front hall.

Fortunately, the dining room is not far from Yingzheng's front hall, and her hands are already a little sore.

From far away, Sun Cheng saw someone, and greeted him from afar.

"Master Zhao, you are finally back."

Sun Cheng shouted from afar.

Zhao Jun gave him a white look.

"Okay, hurry up and help me carry something."

Sun Cheng reached out and quickly took the food box in her hand, but he kept talking.

"You can be regarded as coming back. If you don't come back, the hot pot in this temple will have to be eaten until midsummer."

Sun Cheng was actually complaining, and he had already seen it.

If Mr. Zhao doesn't come back for a day, the hot pot in the dining room can't be stopped.

But Zhao Jun felt that he was showing off.

"It's not good to be able to eat hot pot. I haven't eaten it once in the past few months. You must say it on purpose to greed me."

"No, how can that be?" Sun Cheng laughed along.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, the king is here."

The two had already reached the door of the front hall.

"It's there."

Zhao Jun pushed open the door, and Ying Zheng was still sitting there, but the bamboo slips he used to read had long been replaced with paper.

"My lord, it's time for lunch."

Sun Cheng put the food box on the side table and stood silently in the distance.

Ying Zheng put down the memorial and glanced at her.

"Sleep well."

Her spirit today is obviously much better than yesterday.

"Well, it's slowing down."

Zhao Jun nodded and walked to the table next to him, and opened Ying Zheng's food box.

"Do you eat tofu too?"

As soon as Zhao Jun opened the food box prepared for Ying Zheng, he saw the tofu curd he had just eaten, but it was filled with chili oil.

Ying Zheng had already walked to the table and sat down, looking at the contents of another food box, there was also pea curd.

"Why, can't widows eat it?"

He picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of bean curd filled with chili oil.

"No, of course you can eat it, I just didn't expect you to like spicy food so much."

Sitting opposite, she slowly picked up her bean curd, which was full of melted caramel.

"Do you eat sweets?"

Even after a distance, Ying Zheng could smell the faint sweetness in her bowl.

"Well, bean curd should be sweetened. It's wrong for you to eat it like this."

Zhao Jun resolutely defends his identity as a sweet party and belittles the salty party.

"It's so sweet, I don't know what's delicious." Ying Zheng replied to her.

"Don't you like spicy hot pot, why do you want to eat sweet bean curd?"

Ying Zheng glanced at the bowl of sweet bean curd with disgust.

"I like spicy hot pot, but it doesn't stop me from liking sweet bean curd."

Zhao Jun spoke bluntly and glared at him.

A lunch passed in a dispute between sweet and salty.

Zhao Jun didn't expect Ying Zheng to be so naive now, and he has to fight with her?

Could it be that Yingzheng couldn't escape the fact that the man died as a teenager?