Meng Fu was a little flustered, he had never panicked when he first went to the battlefield. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He had long expected that Zhao Zheng would come to visit him in the house, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, and Zichu's coffin came before it was buried.

A four-wheeled carriage, the clothes from the autonomous person to the servant are simple, if you don't look closely, you can't imagine that it will be Zhao Zheng.

The father died without burying the son's soul, which is not easy for thousands of years. Yili Zhao Zheng should be kneeling and guarding the tomb in Jingquan Palace at this time, instead of standing at the gate of the Mengfu with a smile on his face.

"Auntie...... old slave visits the king."

When Zhao Zheng came to Qin to live in the Mengfu when he was still the king of Gushan, the servants of the Meng family still remembered this generous uncle, and the deepest memory was the New Year's goods sent by the strange building in the New Year, and everyone of all sizes could wear the novelty clothes that only the noble son could afford.

"No need to be polite"

Zhao Zheng raised his feet and went in, and in the past, the housekeeper would shout loudly, "Uncle is here", and then a large group of subordinates lined up on both sides to ask for peace, and then Zhao Zheng sent red envelopes.

I didn't bring the red envelope today, after all, it was still during the funeral of the first king, and it was not appropriate to be red. But Jin Yezi Zhao Zheng loaded a pocket, and when he was about to enter the door, the door closed and almost hit his nose.

"Bang Dang"

Zhao Zheng was full of black lines, and his heart was worse than when he was a commoner, and he was blocked by the housekeeper of Yuezhang's mansion.

"Your Majesty, do you want to climb over the wall?"

Zhao Zheng was angry at the stupid move of three hundred taels of silver in Lu Mansion, and Wei Huo was bent on making meritorious service to wash away the shame as soon as possible, otherwise it might affect his career.

However, it hit the muzzle again.

"Dog's day, stand still and don't move, Lao Tzu is the king of Qin, you still need to climb over the wall to go to the courtier's mansion, dare not open the door for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu smashed the door......"

"Squeak"

The door was open, Meng Tian was dressed in casual clothes, but he was wearing a crown, and behind him stood Meng Tian and a group of doormen. It was the small door that was closed, and it was the gate that greeted the king himself. The housekeeper kept telling the head of the house, and when the house was busy, he opened the main door to greet him, but he heard something that he shouldn't have heard.

"Squeak"

The main entrance of the aristocratic mansion was about five inches thick willow planks, and there were no bearings at that time, so it took three or four strong men to carry the door leaf to open the main door.

Zhao Zheng made a bold statement, and he didn't listen to all the contents, but he heard the "slamming the door" clearly, bowed down and stopped in mid-air, and had the heart to close the door.

"Hehe, my father-in-law welcomes you, how can my son-in-law afford it."

Zhao Zheng's eyes were quick, he picked up Meng Yu and rushed into the courtyard, giving enough face, no matter what he said, he couldn't be thrown out.

"The king did not keep a watch in the palace, but ran to the old minister's mansion, and he must have worried about the safety of the eldest son. Someone came, brought the eldest son over, and brought back to the palace by the king. ”

During Zhao Zheng's trip to Zhou, Zhao Zheng stayed in Mengfu and was raised by Meng Qian, until Zhao Zheng stayed in Xianyang Palace, Meng Qian was angry that Zheng did not enter the palace, and Zhao Yuan did not come. However, Meng Qian only mentioned Zhao Yuan, not Meng Qian, and seemed to have a complaint about Zheng Sleeve.

"Don't be in a hurry, it's rare to visit my father-in-law, I happen to be at the meal, and it's never too late to leave after eating."

Meng Fu bowed down, "The king stayed in the house for dinner, and the old minister was very lucky, come, prepare the meal for the king during the funeral of his filial son." ”

"Poof~"

Meng Tian on the side couldn't help laughing. Parents die, filial piety for three years, of course, the monarch is not more harsh, but the diet must be simple, no alcohol, no meat, in short, coarse tea and light rice.

The Qin State is close to Xiqiang, the royal family has been friendly with the grassland tribes many times, and the folk customs and etiquette are different from the five kingdoms of Shandong, but today the new King of Qin enjoys the treatment of a filial son in the courtier's mansion.

A bowl of wheat rice whose shell has not faded is distinct; A bowl of crystal clear green vegetable soup, a whole green vegetable floating on it, steaming hot.

"Your Majesty, Please Eat"

Meng Fu personally handed over the rice basket, which was originally eaten by hand according to the weekly rite of wheat rice, but since the spread of washing hands before meals, no one in the family has to hand the rice anymore, no matter how unruly they are, they have to wash their hands with chopsticks.

"Xie Yuezhang"

Anyway, there are still a pair of chopsticks, Zhao Zheng picked up the bowl and sent it to his mouth, "fluttering", the wheat grains fell like snow, and none of them reached his mouth.

"Hehe, drink a sip of soup to moisten your throat first", Zhao Zheng picked up the soup bowl and wanted to resolve the embarrassment, but he almost didn't squirt out.

"No salt!"

"Goo-dong"

Zhao Zheng frowned and swallowed, it was still bitter vegetable soup, extremely bitter and disgusting.

"The widow is full"

Zhao Zheng put down his chopsticks and said as a king's shelf.

"The king takes care of his health, and he rarely talks to his new wife Dunlun on weekdays", Meng Fu said matter-of-factly, "The old minister is over seventy years old, and he eats half a bucket every meal, and the king is dissatisfied and can't eat a bowl of rice, don't be greedy, pay attention to state affairs." ”

"Poof"

Zhao Zheng coughed and took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, the widow really can't help it, this soup is so unpalatable." ”

Meng Fu wiped his face and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't drink if it's hard to drink, the king has eaten and drunk." Someone came, brought the eldest son, and sent the king back to the palace. ”

"Don't mind, father-in-law, the widow is wrong, don't drive the widow away, even if you drive me away, take Qianqian with you, but she is a widow...... Madam. ”

"The old minister doesn't dare, how could the king make a mistake, but the old minister is wrong, he shouldn't leave his daughter at home, and annoy the king to tear down the gate of the mansion given by King Zhaoxiang."

Sure enough, he was heard, Zhao Zheng secretly said that he was so unlucky today, everything was not going well, he must not have read the yellow calendar before going out, and it was not appropriate to go out today.

People are old and stubborn, Meng Fu is used to seeing the impermanence of the world at an ancient age, and he lives an arrogant life when he is old, of course, this is also related to Zhao Zheng's temper, Meng Fu knows that Zhao Zheng will not be angry enough to kill him.

It's so embarrassing, Zhao Zheng stood there and didn't know what to say, he was going to win over Meng Wei and win allies for the next struggle with Lu Buwei, but Meng Wei seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zheng Sleeve, thinking that Zhao Zheng was a negative man, and he was going to marry Zhao Yuan's biological mother.

"Grandfather, grandson thinks Master...... The king really knows that he is wrong, so don't punish your temper, and besides, he doesn't have to tear down the door of our house, maybe he will change the door of our house? ”

"That's right", Zhao Zheng glanced at Meng Tian gratefully, this apprentice was not in vain, "The widow ascended the throne all the way to the danger, fortunately the father-in-law did not give up all the way to support, naturally there must be a first-class glory."

The widow has decided to make the father-in-law a first-class town prince, the prince and the prince, to guard Xianyang for the widow and deter Xiaoxiao. ”

Soldiers are very interested in the name of the first-class town and the prince, and they can't help but show joy.

"Well, even if you kid has a conscience, the old man has been in the army for more than 50 years, and he once followed the first king to defeat Luoyi, a first-class town and a country, which is very suitable for the old man's appetite."

Meng Fu's flustered heart suddenly calmed down, and he was even a little excited, he received an unprecedented new title, which is enough to go down in history.

The old one is finally coaxed, and the little one seems to be in trouble.

Meng Tian wrenched his fingers, calculated for a while and felt that it was not enough, and then counted again, repeating this five times, and finally said: "Fifty-seven, my aunt has dropped a total of fifty-seven pieces of white porcelain, and there are a lot of furniture, the number is ...... I forgot the quantity. ”

Counting with his fingers, Zhao Zheng hurriedly stopped it, and dropped fifty-seven pieces of white porcelain in less than a month, all of which are high-quality products, and the best ones will be sent to Xianyang.

"Master, why are you going?"

Zhao Zheng looked back and sighed: "Back to the palace, Qianqian still has grievances against me, I'll come back in a while, it's really not the right time to come today." ”

"Why isn't it time, I heard my mother say that my aunt has it."