Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Ying Zheng took a sip of tea and said, "This cassava is really choking."

Qi Pan said, "Although it's a bit choking, this cassava is very filling."

"Eating this amount of food is equivalent to a bowl of rice. In ancient times, this would be life-saving food."

indeed.

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and stared at the cassava in his hand, and couldn't help but think of the Qin warriors and generals who were marching and fighting.

And there are the people of Daqin.

If the soldiers had this cassava, they would not be afraid of hunger when marching and fighting.

The people can fill their stomachs by farming and working.

This is good stuff.

It’s a pity that this thing cannot be grown in Xianyang.

We can only try planting in another county.

"What you said makes sense."

Ying Zheng raised his head and looked at Qi Pan, "Sir, are you just going to give me this cassava?"

So easily, without any request, just give it to him?

"Yes."

Qi Pan waved his hand nonchalantly, "I have plenty of these things at home, I'll give them to you."

"It's just a small bag. Can I ask you for money?"

"Besides, you're a nice person. I'll send you some local specialties to build a good relationship with you in advance."

"If I need your help in the future, it would be easier for you to ask, right?"

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "Okay, since you said so, I will accept this cassava."

"If you need me in the future, just let me know."

This is the promise he made.

"Okay! Then I won't be polite."

Qi Pan thought for a moment and said, "I really do need your help with something now."

"Oh? What is it? Please go ahead, sir."

"I want to go to Xianyang for a stroll."

Wha...what?

Go to Xianyang? ?

Ying Zheng was stunned!

Why do you suddenly want to go to Xianyang, sir?

He's not ready yet.

How to do?

What excuses are there to procrastinate?

Waiting online!

in a hurry!

"cough......."

Ying Zheng coughed lightly, "It's getting late today. If we go to Xianyang, I'm afraid we won't be able to play for long..."

"It's okay. I didn't say I was going to Xianyang today."

Qi Pan said, "I'll go tomorrow. You can pick me up early tomorrow morning."

"Or I'll let Eleven Twelve take me there."

this.......

Ying Zheng made up his mind and said, "Okay, I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning."

"Great!!!"

I hope you will smile brightly!

Ying Zheng was worried!

Fusu stared with his eyes wide open, at a loss!

Father...Father actually agreed, sir, to take her to Xianyang tomorrow?

Didn’t we say that we must not let her find out that this is Daqin?

Wouldn't it be clear once you go to Xianyang?

What should they do when the gentleman leaves?

but......

Since my father has agreed, he should have a solution, right?

After chatting for a while, Ying Zheng took the cassava rhizomes given by Qi Pan and the remaining cooked cassava.

Add another piece of paper filled with words and leave.

Watching Ying Zheng, Fusu and a group of Black Ice Guards disappear at the intersection.

Qi Pan turned around, went upstairs, entered the room and closed the door.

Start packing things to take to Xianyang tomorrow.

A cell phone is very important, you must bring it with you.

You can take photos.

You must bring an umbrella.

What if it rains?

Even if it's not raining, it can still provide shade.

Lipstick?

Bring one.

Face mask?

Hmm... bring one too.

And which outfit will she wear tomorrow?

Is it his own Hanfu, or the robe he bought from Ying Zheng?

the other side.

Ying Zheng and Fusu walked to the intersection of the mountain road and got on the carriage.

Before he even sat down, Fusu asked, "Father, are you really going to take me to Xianyang tomorrow?"

Ying Zheng said, "I have already agreed, so there is no reason for me to go back on my word."

"But... the scenery in Xianyang is actually different from the tourist resort you are going to."

"What if the gentleman finds out something is wrong?"

Fusu was very worried.

"I know what you said."

Ying Zheng said, "But you have proposed to go to Xianyang many times. If I continue to refuse and delay."

"Wouldn't you be suspicious, sir?"

"If she takes Eleven and Twelve away from me and goes to Xianyang by herself, the situation will be even worse."

"It is better to take the initiative into my hands."

He began to recall what Qi Pan had said about the Xianyang Tourist Resort since he met her.

During these days, he also learned a little about the world she lived in from his husband.

In that case, why not build a fake Xianyang tourist resort?

Arrange milk tea, banknotes, frozen pears and tigers.

If we integrate some of Xianyang's existing characteristics, I think we can deceive the gentleman.

But time is a bit tight.

Ying Zheng lifted the curtain and gave instructions to a Black Ice Guard who was riding a horse beside the carriage.

"Take a few people with you and go to the deep mountains behind to catch a tiger."

"After you catch it, send it to Xianyang immediately. Remember, do not hurt the tiger and try to hunt it with gentle means."

Lao Ba quickly responded in a deep voice, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

He then turned his horse around, called a few brothers, and rode away in one direction.

He looked up at the sky.

The sun was setting by then.

It was approximately the Shen hour, almost the You hour.

Ying Zheng ordered the Black Ice Guards who were driving the carriage, "Speed ​​up and return to the palace as quickly as possible!"

"promise!!"

The Black Ice Guard responded and then cracked his whip.

"drive!"

"Tap Tap!"

A carriage sped past on the muddy dirt road.

There were seven or eight war horses following behind the carriage.

The group of people had grim expressions and frowned.

Xianyang Palace.

Wang Wan was sitting behind the desk, handling government affairs.

Looking at the bamboo slips in his hand, he sighed more than once.

"Alas... When can I use paper? These bamboo slips are becoming more and more cumbersome..."

He didn't feel it before he had seen paper.

After seeing paper, compare it with bamboo slips.

It's simply disgusting.

Just as he put the bamboo slips in his hand aside and was about to pick up the bamboo slips on the ground, he heard footsteps coming.

He quickly looked up.

Then he saw Ying Zheng and Fusu walking in from outside the hall, and he quickly stood up and said.

"Your Majesty, the eldest son."

"Ah."

Ying Zheng nodded lightly, and Meng Tian walked in quickly.

"Your Majesty, do you have something urgent to ask me?"

"Well, I promised you, sir, I will bring her to Xianyang tomorrow."

what?

Your Majesty promised to bring you to Xianyang tomorrow? ! !

Meng Tian and Wang Wan suddenly became anxious.

"His Majesty!"

Before they could say anything, Ying Zheng raised his hand to stop them.

He said directly and quickly, "This matter cannot be refused. Now that it has been accepted, we should do our best to prepare for the response."

Meng Tian and Wang Wan: "Yes... yes."

"Mr. Meng, take the soldiers from the palace and head to the most prosperous street in Xianyang immediately."

Ying Zheng said, "Temporarily requisition all the shops on the street, and let all those who have other places to live go back."