My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 824 Even if you are the king of heaven, I am still your mother! Go ahead and quarrel, who can quarrel with you two?

In Ying Zheng's view, the mother-son relationship between him and Zhao Ji had long been severed.

He would not have any extravagant hopes or emotions for Zhao Ji as if she were his mother, and he only wished that Zhao Ji would die!
No matter what Zhao Ji did, Ying Zheng's heart would not be disturbed at all.

But at this moment, Ying Zheng still felt very uncomfortable.

Queen Dowager, after taking away one of my relatives (Zhao Ji), are you going to take away another of my relatives (Ying Chengjiao)?
I only have this last relative!

What made Ying Zheng feel even more ironic was that Ying Zheng had never eaten beef in his life. Even if Zhao Ji, as his mother, did not know this news, she should at least not have thought that Ying Zheng liked to eat beef.

But the result?

Five years ago, at the last dinner in Xiyang Palace, Zhao Ji said that Ying Zheng's favorite food was beef.

And today, during their first meal together after five years, Zhao Ji once again said that Ying Zheng's favorite food was beef!
As a mother, she didn't know that her son had never eaten beef since he was a child. Instead, she swore that her son's favorite food was beef.

Ying Zheng felt so sad and lonely that Zhao Ji ignored him that he almost felt like vomiting!

Five years ago, Ying Zheng endured the disgust and misery for the Battle of Qinian Palace and never argued with Zhao Ji.

Today, Ying Zheng no longer had to fear Zhao Ji, and his voice was a little more sarcastic: "If you don't know, then you don't know."

"I have never expected the Queen Mother to know what I like."

"There is really no need to speculate on my preferences and pretend to be kind to me!"

What Ying Zheng didn't expect was that Zhao Ji looked at him with a mocking look: "Who do you think you are?"

Ying Zheng said coldly: "Who am I? I am the king of the Great Qin!"

The sneer in Zhao Ji's eyes became even stronger: "Of course, you are my son, and I am your biological mother!"

"Let me pretend to be kind to you?"

"Zheng'er, are you worthy?"

If Zhao Ji needed to make profits for her mother's family, or had any demands, she might still need to pretend to Ying Zheng.

But the welfare of Zhao Ji's mother's family had just been delivered to their mouths, so there was no need to ask Ying Zheng for help. Zhao Ji wanted nothing but love between men and women, and love between men and women would be useless even if Zhao Ji asked Ying Zheng for help.

Since Zhao Ji has no demands on Ying Zheng, what does it matter if you are the King of Qin?
Even if you are the king, your mother is still your mother!
Do you want your mother to please you for no reason?

dream!

"Snapped!"

Ying Zheng slammed the table and stood up, shouting angrily: "How dare you!"

"Does the Queen Mother think that I dare not kill you?"

Ying Chengjiao:ヾ(｀Д)ゞ

Ying Chengjiao held a lamb chop in his left hand and a beef brisket in his right hand, with a stunned look on his face.

No, it's only been a few words, why are they arguing? !

Seeing that Zhao Ji was about to slam the table and stand up, Ying Chengjiao hurriedly said with a smile: "The beef cooked by the Queen Mother is really delicious!"

"I think the Queen Mother must think that this beef brisket stewed with radish is the best delicacy in the world, just now I thought that the King would also be pleased with it!"

Ying Chengjiao was talking to Zhao Ji, but his eyes were looking at Ying Zheng. His hands, which were holding the food, were slightly clasped together and shaken wildly.

Brother! Even if you really want the Queen Mother to die, you can't chop her off today!

Otherwise, how will the people of Guandong view you? How will the history books record you?

Can I find some time to help you kill the Queen Mother?

You can't kill your own mother!

Looking at Ying Chengjiao's actions, Ying Zheng finally suppressed his excitement.

Seeing Ying Chengjiao's pitiful appearance, Zhao Ji's unhappiness instantly disappeared, and she smiled happily, "I'm afraid Zheng'er will only despise the things that I like more."

"I don't think Zheng'er will like beef brisket stewed with radish just because I like it."

Ying Chengjiao was stunned. If he hadn't been holding the lamb chops in his hand, he would have really wanted to hold his forehead with his hand.

I have finally built a ladder and am waiting for you to go down the hill.

As a result, you came up and kicked the ladder I put up away!

Seeing Ying Chengjiao's cute contrasting expression, the smile on his face became brighter, and he even patiently explained: "In the 257th year of King Nan of Zhou ( BC), the former king fled back to Qin, and I took Zheng'er back to my mother's clan to seek refuge."

"During the La Festival that year, Zhao Cai spent a large sum of money to buy half a sacrificial ox, which was shared among the various courtyards, but my solitary courtyard did not get a single scrap of meat."

"Zhao Ying allowed his son Zhao Mou to eat beef outside the solitary courtyard and boast loudly to show off his wealth."

"At that time, Zheng'er was just two years old. Seeing that Zhao Mou was eating delicious food, he started crying and making a fuss to get something. I wanted to pay a large sum of money to buy him, but Zhao Mou not only refused, but also mocked and insulted Zheng'er with other children in the clan, which made Zheng'er cry even more."

"So I think Zheng'er likes beef, but he is more resistant to it because he didn't have it when he was young."

Zhao Ji did not say how that conflict was resolved.

But there was a hint of anger and murderous intent in Zhao Ji's eyes.

Ying Chengqi's anger suddenly rose up, and he shouted angrily: "How dare you, a pig-wolf, insult my elder brother!"

"Is Zhao Mou in the front yard?"

"I have ten torture methods in my hand, and I will use them all on this man!"

Zhao Ji came back to her senses and smiled: "I dare not put Zhao Mou in the front yard."

"I had Zhao Mou skinned and then covered with freshly skinned cowhide."

"The cowhide has just grown onto Zhao Mou's body. According to the man who performed the operation, if he gets a cold, he will probably die."

"It will be hard for Zhao Mou to become his favorite cow anymore."

Ying Chengyu:...

The anger in Ying Chengjiao's heart was instantly extinguished by the strong chill.

terrible!

However, Ying Zheng didn't care about being shocked by Zhao Ji's brutal methods. He just looked at Zhao Ji with complicated eyes and asked: "Why didn't you tell me before!" Ying Zheng had no impression of what Zhao Ji said. After all, Ying Zheng was really too young at that time.

But Ying Zheng knew that Zhao Ji would not lie to him about such things. Firstly, it was too easy to be exposed, and secondly, it was unnecessary.

Zhao Ji glanced at Ying Zheng and said calmly, "Why should I expose my scars to relieve Zheng'er's pain?"

Ying Zheng, who had never made any effort to ease the relationship between mother and son, was speechless and could only change the direction of attack. He said calmly: "It is hard for the Queen Mother to still remember what I asked for when I was young."

"However, after so many years, the Queen Mother still only remembers what happened more than 20 years ago!"

I admit that when I was young, the Queen Mother did protect me a lot.

But during all these years since you and I returned to Daqin, Queen Dowager, have you ever been concerned about me at all?

Zhao Ji retorted: "What does Zheng'er like now?"

"Do you want me to forge a sharp sword myself and give it to Zheng'er?"

"I don't want to go into that burning place for you."

Ying Zheng is speechless!

The only things that Ying Zheng clearly expressed his preferences for were swords and horses.

The taller, stronger, and better at running and charging, the better.

In this way, the ministers who wanted to please Ying Zheng would go looking for good horses, thereby increasing the Qin's war horse reserves and finding excellent stallion resources for the Qin's war horses.

The longer and sharper the sword is, the better.

In this way, the ministers who wanted to please Ying Zheng would reward the craftsmen generously, thereby improving the forging technology, forging sharper swords for the Qin soldiers, and even improving the metallurgical technology, thereby comprehensively improving the equipment level of the Qin.

This is what it means when the superiors like something, the subordinates must follow it!

Ying Zheng would never reveal his true preferences to outsiders. Even his favorite wine would only be drunk during sacrifices, banquets, or when he was alone with Ying Chengjiao, to prevent his subjects from imitating him.

It was really difficult for Zhao Ji, who had no political skills, to find out about Ying Zheng's preferences after he returned to Qin.

After being silent for more than ten breaths, Ying Zheng slowly picked up the chopsticks with his right hand, picked up a piece of beef brisket and slowly put it into his mouth.

Tasting beef for the first time in his life, Ying Zheng murmured softly: "This tastes very delicious."

No wonder my younger brother likes beef so much, and no wonder I cried and wanted to eat beef when I was young.

This beef is really delicious!
After tasting the beef in his mouth almost greedily, Ying Zheng swallowed it and put down his chopsticks.

Seeing this, Ying Chengjiao hurriedly said, "My king, try this beef stew again!"

"I'm telling you, this beef stew is especially delicious!"

Ying Zheng shook his head and said: "If I eat one more mouthful, my subjects will follow suit and eat thousands of more mouthfuls."

"Cows are the basis of farming and cannot be eaten."

"Young cattle have plenty of opportunities to serve the people of our Great Qin, so they should not be eaten!"

Zhao Ji shook her head and sneered: "Boring."

"After decades of fighting through life and death, is it just for a life where you can't even eat a bite of beef?"

Then Zhao Ji turned to look at Ying Chengjiao, her eyes full of tenderness: "Qiao'er, eat more."

"Since Zheng'er doesn't want to eat anymore, I'll give all the beef I prepared for him to Qi'er!"

Ying Chengjiao: (～￣▽￣)～

Grinning at Ying Zheng, Ying Chengjiao rubbed his hands and said, "Thank you, Queen Mother!"

Zhao Ji never looked at Ying Zheng again. She just held her chin with her bare hands and watched Ying Chengjiao eat with a smile in her eyes.

Ying Zheng did not speak again, but just ate the food on the table in silence.

If Zhao Gao and other eunuchs who often accompanied Ying Zheng were here, they would probably be dumbfounded.

Because except for the beef brisket stewed with radish and roast beef, which Ying Zheng only took a bite of, he ate most of the rest of the dishes. His appetite was at least twice as much as usual!
It was not until the dishes on Ying Chengjiao's table were changed and Ying Chengjiao began to eat more slowly that Ying Zheng spoke calmly, "Since the Queen Mother has admitted her fault, there is no need to imprison her in the Laiyang Palace any longer."

"make!"

"Lift the ban on the Laiyang Palace and welcome back the Queen Mother."

If the palace maids serving Zhao Ji heard this order from Ying Zheng, they would surely cry for joy!

But Zhao Ji didn't smile at all, instead she showed some sarcasm: "Welcome me back?"

"Where are you going to take me back to?"

Ying Zheng said calmly: "Ganquan Palace."

"However, the Queen Mother should also know how serious the mistakes she made in the past were."

"Although I welcome the Queen Mother back to Ganquan Palace, I think the Queen Mother is inappropriate..."

Before Ying Zheng could finish, Zhao Ji smiled slightly sadly and said, "Ganquan Palace?"

If the Zhao Mansion in Handan was Zhao Ji's first nightmare, then Ganquan Palace was her second nightmare.

It contains the love story that Zhao Ji thought was the most beautiful.

But in the end, Zhao Ji discovered that all the love stories that made her so happy were fake! They were performances! They were betrayals!
Zhao Ji waved her hand: "I don't want to move anymore."

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, obviously not expecting that someone would resist pardon!
Ying Zheng asked in a louder voice: "Does the Queen Mother want to imprison and kill me in the Laiyang Palace?!"

Zhao Ji asked in return: "If I return to Ganquan Palace, can Zheng'er send handsome young men to serve me?"

Ying Zheng's expression, which had softened a lot, suddenly became gloomy again.

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "If that's the case, what difference does it make whether I live in the Kuiyang Palace or the Ganquan Palace?"

"This Laiyang Palace is far away from Xianyang Palace, so I feel more at ease here."

Seeing Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji confronting each other again, Ying Chengjiao sighed helplessly.

Quarrel!
Just go ahead and quarrel!
Two living fathers, who can quarrel louder than you?
(End of this chapter)