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

Xia Lin arrived at the Imperial Hospital, found Xia Wuqie and said, "Director Xia, His Majesty has summoned you."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Xia Wuqie took the medicine box and left the Imperial Hospital with Xia Lin.

He walked quickly all the way to the Xianyang Palace.

Xia Lin walked into the palace and reported, "Your Majesty, Dean Xia is here."

"Yeah, Xuan."

Ying Zheng didn't even raise his head, his dark eyes fixed on the bamboo slips in his hands.

Xia Wuqie walked into the hall carrying a medicine box and saluted towards Ying Zheng.

"His Majesty."

"Ah."

Ying Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Xia Wuqie, "Xia Qing, thank you for your hard work yesterday."

"It's not hard."

Xia Wuqie said, "A doctor has a kind heart. You are not only a patient, but also a person who has made great contributions to our Great Qin."

"It is only natural for me to go and treat the patient, but..."

"Sir, you don't need me to see you. I'm a little disappointed."

"I rested in the inn for a day, and it really can't be said to be hard."

Xia Wuqie smiled bitterly.

He originally thought that he would meet the gentleman on this trip and see what he looked like.

Unfortunately.

He waited downstairs in the inn for a whole day, but he never heard His Majesty call him up to see the doctor.

From what Your Majesty said, Sir brought the medicine himself.

After taking the medicine, the high fever went away and there was no need for him.

It really made him feel very regretful.

I was so close to you, yet I had no chance to see you.

What a pity, what a pity.

"Today, I will have to trouble Xia Qing to prepare some herbal tea to relieve cough and soothe throat."

Ying Zheng said, "I will bring it to you when I leave the palace later, and you can make some for yourself."

"When he came back yesterday, his fever had subsided, but his cough had not stopped."

"I am worried about your throat."

After hearing what Ying Zheng said, Xia Wuqie hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured."

"I will go back to the Imperial Hospital to prepare the medicinal tea immediately. I will make sure it is ready before Your Majesty leaves the palace!"

Ying Zheng nodded, "Okay, thank you, Xia Qing."

After Xia Wuqi bowed, he left the hall and went back to prepare the medicinal tea.

Ying Zheng turned his head to look at Xia Lin and gave him instructions.

"Go to the kitchen and call Xiang Heliang."

"promise."

Xia Lin responded and hurried out to the kitchen.

Your Majesty summoned so many people during this trip out of the palace.

Just now, His Majesty summoned Xia Wuqie, the head of the Xia Court, and told him to prepare some medicinal tea.

It was intended to be brought out of the palace to the gentleman in the inn.

Although he had never met this gentleman, he had heard about it from His Majesty several times.

I don’t know what this gentleman looks like.

Her magical powers are so great that even His Majesty pays special attention to her!

While thinking about it, he trotted into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, many palace servants were wearing aprons and busying themselves.

Some people make fire, some cut vegetables, some chop meat, some stew soup, some wash things...

As the boss of the kitchen, Xiang Heliang owns a piece of territory of his own.

He was standing in front of a small stove, stirring something in a pot with a spoon in his hand.

The other hand holds a lid.

Xiang Heliang scooped some of the contents of the jar with a spoon and put it into a bowl nearby.

Then tasted it.

He frowned and tasted it.

"Tsk, no, it's still a little short..."

This was the scene Xia Lin saw when he came in.

"Eunuch Xia."

When the palace servants in the kitchen saw Xia Lin, they quickly put down their work and saluted him.

Xia Lin waved his hand and said, "Well, go and do your thing."

"promise."

The palace servants continued to work on the unfinished work at hand.

Xia Lin walked quickly to Xiang Heliang and said, "Sir Xiang, His Majesty has summoned you."

Ok?

Your Majesty's call?

Xiang Heliang was stunned, put down the spoon in his hand and asked Xia Lin.

"Your Majesty, are you going to leave the palace today?"

In the past, His Majesty would only summon him when he was about to leave the palace.

Let him make some sweet treats that are not sweet.

I think it will be the same this time.

Sure enough, Xia Lin said, "Yes."

"Please come with us quickly, sir, so His Majesty won't have to wait anxiously."

"Okay, let's go."

Xiang Heliang did not delay and called his apprentice over to ask him to keep an eye on what was cooking on the stove.

He followed Xia Lin out of the kitchen.

After arriving at the entrance of the main hall, he heard Xiang Heliang being summoned and strode into the hall.

"His Majesty."

"Ah."

Ying Zheng raised his eyes to look at Xiang Heliang and asked.

"How's your research on food these days?"

Xiang Heliang said, "Your Majesty, I have recently developed a lotus seed soup."

"This soup is sweet but not greasy, with a light lotus fragrance."

"After serving, sprinkle a little osmanthus on it, and the two aromas will blend together, leaving a lingering fragrance in your mouth after one bite."

"I think you will like it!"

This was a dessert that he had worked so hard on and stayed up for two nights to make.

He had been researching another dessert early this morning, but unfortunately no matter how he mixed it, the taste was always too sweet.

He hasn't found a better solution yet.

This non-sweet dessert really tests his skills.

Hearing Xiang Heliang's words, Ying Zheng nodded slightly.

"Okay, go prepare some lotus seed soup and make a few other warming foods suitable for those who have a high fever."

"Send it over when it's done."

"promise."

Xiang Heliang responded quickly.

High fever?

Sir, are you sick?

He lowered his head and left the hall, then hurried back to the kitchen to prepare his meal.

After a high fever, some things cannot be eaten, so he has to choose carefully.

But you must not let your husband's condition get worse by eating the food he cooks.

If so, his sin is serious.

Ying Zheng and Wang Wan were working at their desks, busy with government affairs.

Fusu came quietly.

At this time, Fusu was just a teenager, and he always admired and respected Ying Zheng.

Although he often argued with Ying Zheng because of different opinions.

But in his heart he still respected his father very much.

When Xia Lin saw Fusu coming in quietly, he immediately spoke to Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty, the eldest son Fusu is here."

Ok?

Fusu?

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng raised his eyes and rarely moved his gaze from the bamboo slips to Fusu.

I watched the young man below quietly move in, his cheeks blushing with embarrassment for being discovered.

Ying Zheng rarely felt that his eldest son still had some youthful mentality.

He asked Fusu, "Why are you here instead of reviewing your lessons in the palace?"

"My son..."

Fusu raised his eyes quietly, glanced at Ying Zheng, and then said.

"I just wanted to ask you, father, when you will leave the palace."

Ying Zheng raised his eyes to look at the sky outside the palace, then looked at the bamboo slips piled on his throne.

He said, "Wait until it's a little brighter, wait until I finish my government affairs, wait for Xia Wuqie to bring the prepared medicinal tea, wait for Xiang Heliang to bring the prepared desserts."

Ah this......

Fusu fell silent as he looked at the bamboo slips piled up in front of Ying Zheng, almost burying him.

There are still so many, when will we be able to deal with them all?

Fusu asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"