After saying goodbye to Yan Dan, Zhao Zheng returned home, and when he saw Zhao Ji still waiting at the door, his heart couldn't help but warm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mother, let Zheng'er make today's dinner......

"Good!" In this era, there is no saying that a gentleman does not enter the kitchen, so Zhao Ji happily agreed.

Zhao Zheng has lived alone for a year, and his cooking skills have long been perfected, and his soul from later generations has another insight into the practice of food. After about an hour, a table of dishes carefully cooked by Zhao Zheng came out.

In autumn, it's not too early to get dark. Zhao Ji and Zhao Zheng sat opposite each other, and after a year, the originally lively dinner table became very deserted at this time. But Zhao Ji was very happy to eat, because this was the first time Zhao Zheng had cooked for her, and the taste was also greatly beyond her expectations. At this time, she still didn't believe that this was made by her son, who was only eight years old, and the taste of the dishes was no longer lost to ordinary restaurant chefs.

And Zhao Zheng, who was sitting opposite, was also in a trance, for him, it was a long, long time ago that he really ate with his family.

During the meal, the two ate for a long time, but they were also silent for a long time, and some were only the sound of chopsticks and bowls colliding.

In the next few days, Zhao Zheng surprisingly did not cultivate, but got up every day and did something he had done when he was at home. Moving wood, watering, just like he did when he was seven years old. The only difference is that Zhao Zheng has an extra cooking errand. And Zhao Ji didn't compete with Zhao Zheng, but still did her own needlework.

Peaceful days always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye it is the ten-day period.

Early in the morning, Zhao Zheng opened his eyes, and there were starry lights outside the window. Zhao Zheng walked to the window, and through the gap, he could still faintly see a little light.

"It seems that my heart has completely forgiven you, Queen Mother......" Zhao Zheng thought with a wry smile. Last night, Zhao Zheng didn't sleep all night, and similarly, Zhao Ji, who was originally extremely diligent and thrifty, also did a night of needlework. Zhao Zheng knew in his heart that it was Zhao Ji making new clothes for herself.

"Squeak!" Zhao Zheng walked out of the house, and the slightly cool air lifted his spirits a lot.

At the same time, Zhao Ji also extinguished the oil lamp in the house and walked out of the door.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally Zhao Ji spoke first: "Zheng'er, this is the clothes that my mother has made for you in the past few days, no accident, it should be enough for you to wear for two or three years." ”

"Thank you, Mother!" Zhao Zheng said hoarsely with that somewhat heavy burden.

"Are you all ready? Don't trouble your husband when the time comes. Zhao Ji admonished again.

"Mother rest assured, Zheng'er is ready."

"Short of money?"

"There is no shortage."

There were some unnutritious things between Zhao Ji and Zhao Zheng, and finally, Zhao Ji exhausted everything she could say, and could only look at Zhao Zheng silently.

"Mother, it's time for Zheng'er to go." Zhao Zhengqing's cold voice sounded again.

Zhao Ji nodded and did not speak.

Returning to the house to get the prepared baggage, Zhao Zheng didn't take another look at Zhao Ji who was standing in place, and slowly walked towards the door. "Squeak!" Opening the old wooden door, Zhao Zheng ran the exercises with all his might, and disappeared outside the street in an instant.

At the mouth of the street, Zhao Zheng gasped for breath. Running the exercises at full strength still has a lot of burden on Zhao Zheng's eight-year-old body.

"Is it okay to say goodbye to your mother?" A young man's voice rang out.

"Huh?" Zhao Zheng raised his head suddenly, and a young man with a handsome face appeared in front of him.

"Old ...... Teacher? Zhao Zheng looked at the person in front of him in shock and said in a daze.

The young man smiled slightly, and said with evil spirit: "Why, don't you recognize you as a teacher?" ”

"Teacher, you've changed too much, and you can't adapt to anyone." Zhao Zheng quickly adjusted his state and said with a wry smile.

The old man said with disdain: "As a teacher, I am only more than fifty years old, and in terms of the lifespan of the Yuanying Monk, I am almost a young man." ”

Zhao Zheng listened, pursed his lips, and finally held back the words that he wanted to curse in his heart.

"Smack!" The old man in the middle of the hidden didn't know when he took out a folding fan and hit Zhao Zheng's head hard, making Zhao Zheng feel pain, "Boy, let's go!" ”

"......" Zhao Zheng touched the top of his head, carrying his burden, and hurriedly followed.

Not long after Zhao Zheng left with the old man Zhongyin, a figure flew out from the branch and ran towards the palace of King Zhao.

"Father, don't embarrass the child." In the palace of King Zhao, a richly dressed child pulled the sleeve of King Zhao and said coquettishly.

King Zhao also said happily: "Yan'er, you have to be obedient, as long as you listen to your father, next time your father will take you out hunting." ”

Zhao Yan's little eyes rolled, and then nodded happily.

"Your Majesty, the secret guard is here to report ......" Outside the main hall, an old voice sounded.

"Come in." King Zhao hugged Zhao Yan and said.

"Yui!" An old eunuch with gray hair, hunched over, slowly walked into the main hall.

"Read!" King Zhao said casually.

The old eunuch raised his head slightly, glanced at Zhao Yan in King Zhao's arms, and did not speak.

"Read!" The old eunuch's movements did not escape King Zhao's eyes, and King Zhao waved his hand a little impatiently and said.

"Yui!" The old eunuch lowered his head again and said respectfully: "The proton prince of the Qin State has gone out of the city with a young man......"

"What! He is a proton, and he dares to go out of the city without permission! Before King Zhao could speak, Zhao Yan in his arms jumped up impatiently and shouted angrily.

"Father, such thieves must be punished severely! I also want to let the countries see how rude the barbarians of the Qin State are! Zhao Yan turned his head and said to King Zhao.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" The old eunuch saw that Zhao Yan was still dancing in King Zhao's arms, and reminded him.

That's right, a year ago, after King Zhao confirmed that this "overlord" he identified as indeed had extraordinary talent, in order to unite people's hearts, he canonized Zhao Yan as the crown prince early.

King Zhao said fondly: "It's okay, it's okay." However, this time, we can't move this Qin person. ”

"Why!" Zhao Yan asked with some incomprehension.

"Well, you'll understand when you're older." King Zhao said helplessly.

Zhao Yan saw that King Zhao was a little frustrated, and hurriedly comforted: "Father, don't worry, when the child grows up, he will definitely get rid of those Qin people who don't know etiquette for his father!" ”

King Zhao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then laughed.

In the entire palace, the laughter of King Zhao's father and son echoed. Only His Highness's bowed old eunuch shook his head imperceptibly.

"In this world, there is more than one Qin country! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still too young! The old eunuch thought helplessly.