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

what?

this........

Xiao Dengzi said, "No... The palace servant who asked for the news only told me that His Majesty was leaving the palace today."

"I didn't say whether Xia...Xia Lin would go or not."

"you!"

Zhao Gao pointed at Xiao Dengzi and said, "Go! Go and find out! What are you still standing there for?!"

"Huh? Oh."

After Xiao Dengzi responded, he hurriedly ran out of the room.

Don't forget to close the door when you go out.

Zhao Gao sat on the bed with a gloomy look on his face.

Xia Lin.......

I will never let you get along well with my husband!

I must kick you away from His Majesty!

The only one who can accompany Your Majesty to the inn is me!

.........

Ying Zheng brought Fusu, Wang Wan, Feng Quji, Meng Tian, ​​Xia Lin, and a dozen Black Ice Guards with him.

From the mountain intersection, we walked to the inn.

From a distance, Ying Zheng saw Qi Pan holding a little tiger and sitting at the door of the inn to bask in the sun.

He walked over quickly with a smile on his face.

"gentlemen!"

"Hey? Bro?!"

Qi Pan, who was holding the little tiger in his arms and looking at it leisurely, turned his head when he heard the voice.

Then I saw Ying Zheng coming over with a large group of people.

She quickly stood up and asked curiously while holding the little tiger.

"Brother, why did you bring so many people here?"

"Oh, they said they haven't seen my inn yet, so they were curious and came to take a look."

Ying Zheng pointed at Feng Quji and Meng Tian and introduced them to Qi Pan.

"This is Xiao Feng, Xiao Meng."

"This is the sir I told you about."

Feng Quji and Meng Tian stepped forward and said, "Hello, sir."

"Ah, hello."

Qipan nodded at them.

Fusu, Wang Wan and Xia Lin also hurried forward to pay their respects to Qi Pan.

"Hello sir."

"Ah good."

Looking at the huge crowd of people, Qi Pan said, "Come on, let's go in first and talk."

"it is good."

Ying Zheng nodded, walked into the inn with Qi Pan, and sat down at the table.

In order to have a better chat, Fusu and Wang Wan moved the chairs first.

One sat next to Ying Zheng, and the other sat next to Qi Pan, on one side.

Xia Lin, like last time, stood beside Ying Zheng with his head lowered.

Feng Quji and Meng Tian came here for the first time, and they were obviously stunned when they saw this scene.

Then after realizing what was happening, he quickly moved his chair and squeezed to the other side of the table.

Feng Quji was next to Ying Zheng, and Meng Tian was next to Qi Pan.

There were six people sitting at a table.

Ying Zheng looked at the little tiger in Qi Pan's arms, "Huh? The little tiger opened its eyes?"

"Yes."

Qi Pan smiled and said, "He opened his eyes last night and was quite well behaved."

As if the little tiger knew that Qi Pan was praising it, it blinked and looked at Ying Zheng opposite it.

Then he shrank into Qi Pan's arms and buried his head in them.

"Hey?"

Qi Pan touched the little tiger's head curiously, "Why does it feel like this little tiger is a little shy?"

Little tiger: I’m not shy, I’m just afraid of the male opposite you.

Fusu just found out on his way here that Qipan had gotten a little tiger yesterday.

At this moment he was staring at the little tiger curiously.

"Hey, sir, will this little tiger bite people?"

Ok?

Bite?

Qi Pan said, "I don't think so. It's only been a few days old and its teeth haven't grown out yet."

Fusu's face lit up with joy, "Then... can I touch it?"

"Hmm... this."

Qi Pan said, "Then you have to ask it yourself."

She picked up the little tiger in her arms and turned its head to face Fusu.

"Come here, little tiger, take a look. Do you want him to touch it?"

"Ouch?"

The little tiger blinked.

Fusu extended his hand tentatively.

The little tiger tilted his head back and watched his hand fall to his head.

Then it explodes instantly!

"Ouch!!!"

"Ow!"

Fusu was so scared that he shrank back instantly!

"Wow! It's so fierce!"

"Hahaha."

Ying Zheng laughed softly.

"You should be thankful that it hasn't grown teeth yet, otherwise it would have bitten your hand off."

Qi Pan reached out and touched the little tiger to comfort it.

"Brother, do you want to touch it?"

"I'll hold it down for you!"

Little Tiger: "Awooo?"

Ying Zheng looked at the confused little tiger and nodded.

"Okay."

Qi Pan quickly held the little tiger's limbs, "Come!"

The little tiger didn't dare to move, lying in Qi Pan's arms with a resentful look on his face.

Let the male's big hand fall on its noble head.

After gently touching the little tiger's head, Ying Zheng withdrew his hand.

"Sir, you haven't named it yet?"

what?

name?

Qi Pan blinked, "Oh, right! I haven't given it a name yet!"

She looked at Ying Zheng and asked, "Brother, what do you think we should name it?"

Ying Zheng said, "This... I really have no idea."

"Since you picked it up, you should be the one to name it."

After hearing what Ying Zheng said, Qi Pan felt that it was true.

But...what name should I choose?

rhubarb?

Rich?

Prosperity?

Seeing Qi Pan deep in thought, Fusu, Wang Wan, Feng Quji and Meng Tian couldn't help but think about it in their hearts as well.

This tiger has a very impressive name.

It has to be imposing.

It's so scary that it makes people's legs go weak when they hear it.

What kind of name is suitable?

They had just begun to think about it when they heard Qi Pan say.

"I figured it out."

Ok?

Sir, have you thought it through so quickly?

Everyone looked at Qi Pan curiously.

Qi Pan said, "Just call me... Wangcai!"

Wha.....what?

Wangcai???

The gentleman named a tiger Wangcai? ?

Qi Pan lowered his head and said to the little tiger, "Little tiger, I'm going to name you Wangcai, what do you think? Do you like it?"

The little tiger whined happily.

He stuck out his tongue and licked Qi Pan's palm.

"Hahaha, Wangcai, that sounds great!"

Qi Pan smiled and touched Wangcai's head.

Seeing that Wangcai liked this name, everyone was surprised for a moment and then relieved.

It doesn’t matter what you call him, as long as Mr. and Wangcai like it.

They have no right to interfere.

What's more, His Majesty hasn't said anything, so it's not their turn to speak.

Fusu was still thinking about what the teacher said last time, about Qin II and his father’s death at the age of forty-nine.

He looked up at Ying Zheng, then glanced at Wang Wan, Feng Quji and Meng Tian.

Then he hesitated and spoke.

"Sir, last time you said you were particularly familiar with the affairs of Daqin?"

"Yes."

Qi Pan said, "Why? Do you have any questions about history to test me?"

Fusu waved his hands quickly, "No, no, I'm just curious about something and want to ask you, sir."

He doesn't have the courage to test the teacher.

"Oh? You want to ask me something?"

Qi Pan said, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Fusu said, "Last time, sir, you mentioned Qin Ershi. I wonder... who is this Qin Ershi?"