"I'm a son, I can only help you get here, I hope you know the feelings, hurry up, go to Shangjun, be your supervisor honestly, don't give the old - don't give me any more trouble......"

Zhao Ying picked up a leg of mutton and ate it a lot, while talking about his unconscious father. I am afraid that Fusu's convoy will go one step slower, and will be caught up by Chun Yuyue or those remnants of the Six Kingdoms, which will once again provoke the displeasure of the First Emperor.

Hey, it's better to cross directly into an orphan incense, like me, it's not easy to cross into someone else's son, and I'm heartbroken for a cheap dad.

Take a sigh and take a big bite.

Soon, the meals in front of everyone were swept away by him.

In this era, the aristocracy still practiced a separate meal system.

Each person has a small table, and everyone eats their own food.

But Zhao Ying said that he didn't dislike it, anyway, the food on the table of the other people was almost not moved, so he simply ate it, otherwise he would go back to his courtyard later, and he would have to secretly add food.

Looking at the desktop that soon became empty, Zhao Ying couldn't help but rejoice again that he had crossed the right place, otherwise with this amount of food, there would really be a risk of starvation to death when he crossed into an ordinary person's house.

Five meals a day.

He roughly estimated that his current food consumption was almost one sheep a day......

That's it, not counting other coarse grains and soups.

"This boiled mutton, it's bland and fishy, can people eat it-"

Practice has proved that people can't eat enough, and when they are full, they will have a lot of.

Zhao Yingshu cleaned the last leg of mutton, threw the slippery bones back on the plate, and when he looked at it again, he looked disgusted, only feeling greasy and crooked in his heart, and he couldn't bear it for a moment......

A few days ago, Fusu was at home, and he had just crossed over, and he couldn't figure out the situation, so he didn't dare to make any changes rashly, but isn't this Fusu already gone?

The old lady in the family is a careless person, and she is now the boss of the eldest son's house!

So, I don't want to wait any longer.

"Come on, come with me to the market outside......"

Seeing that it was still early, he casually called a subordinate beside him and commanded in a deep voice.

The market of the Qin Dynasty, compared with later generations, had a more detailed division of labor. There are military markets that mainly serve the army, and these trading places are not open to the public, but only serve the army, providing military rations, weapons and military uniforms for soldiers. The direct market that leveled prices, the slave market where the slave trade, and the daily transactions of ordinary people were also mostly in the latter two.

The market that Zhao Ying said is the latter two.

He was going to buy some spices to improve his food.

Nowadays, the most common seasonings in Daqin are salt and peppercorns, of course, at this time, peppercorns are still a precious spice. In Du Mu's "A Fang Gong Fu", "the smoke is oblique and foggy, and the pepper is burned", that pepper is what we call pepper in later generations.

After the founding of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bang, built a palace for himself, mixed some pepper powder in the paint of the wall, and proudly gave his palace the reputation of a pepper house.

That's something that even the emperor feels proud of!

It can be seen that in this era, the pepper thing is really not something that ordinary people can afford.

Of course, this does not include Zhao Ying.

After all, the eldest grandson of the Great Qin Emperor.

The spices that Zhao Ying wants to buy today, in comparison, ginger and dogwood are the most common, and then pepper and cinnamon, which are actually available in Fusu Mansion, but Fusu is frugal by nature, except for the hostess of Miji, it is rarely used in the mansion.

The reason why he wanted to go out and see it for himself was actually to find the two major artifacts of stew, bay leaf and nutmeg.

But unlike the previous spices, he didn't know whether these two spices were called by these two names in this era, or whether they appeared in this era, at least his predecessor had never heard of these two things.

But you have to look for it.

Anyway, there are jujubes and no jujubes to hit two poles, and you can't be wrong, in case you can find it.

……

Xianyang Palace.

Qin Shi Huang faced the food on several cases, he couldn't raise his appetite at all, frowned, and impatiently motioned to the palace maid who was waiting next to him to hurry up.

The palace maid didn't dare to breathe, so she came over lightly and brought the meal back completely.

In fact, this is not the first time this has happened.

Since last year, His Majesty's diet has begun to become very abnormal, sometimes he can't eat a meal a day, and even his mental and physical strength has become more and more insufficient.

The CRRC Mansion ordered Zhao Gao to carefully pick up the music that the First Emperor needed to review and put it in the position that the First Emperor was most accustomed to.

However, the First Emperor obviously did not mean to immediately review the recital today, he got rid of the support of the palace maid, stood up on his knees, and glanced at the black hiding in the corner.

"Where is the eldest son at this time......

The voice was faintly inaudible.

"The Long Pavilion ...... outside Xianyang City"

Hei bowed his head slightly, not daring to look at Qin Shi Huang's face.

When Qin Shi Huang heard this, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes looked majestically at the black standing in the corner.

When the First Emperor was in the Zhao State, Hei has always followed the First Emperor's side, and he is a well-deserved henchman of the First Emperor, so he naturally knows what the First Emperor means.

He sighed secretly in his heart.

"Those remnants of the Six Kingdoms and Chun Yuyue and others chased after Gongzi to see him off, and at this time, Chun Yuyue was leading a group of Confucian students to make a trip for Gongzi......"

"What did he tell them......"

The First Emperor turned his face sideways, and the black could not see the face of the First Emperor at this time, but could only see the back of the First Emperor, still full of a strong sense of oppression in the sun, which made him dare not take a second look in his heart.

"Childe said that he did not regret ......"

Qin Shi Huang couldn't help but shake his body, suddenly clenched his fists, and a fishy sweet breath suddenly surged to his throat, he couldn't help coughing lightly, raised his palm, and quietly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Silent for a long time.

It wasn't until the dizziness slowly dissipated that he said lightly.

"I know ......"

Holding a few cases, the first emperor with gray sideburns gradually became cold.

"Spread my will, Lu Sheng, Hou Sheng and all the warlocks involved in the case were all killed outside Xianyang City! Dr. Chun Yu Yue—"

The First Emperor paused in his tone, and said coldly.

"The eldest son of the professor is derelict in his duties, and from now on, he will be expelled from Xianyang, and he will never be allowed to return——"

Although it was only expelled from Xianyang, it was a signal.

A signal released by the First Emperor himself!

As the contemporary soul leader of Confucianism, Chun Yuyue has almost become the vane of Confucianism in the court, and his stay will inevitably cause an earthquake among many students.

Hei and CRRC ordered Zhao Gao to bow down and walk out of the door backwards, only then did they turn around and leave with cold expressions, from beginning to end, without a word, and glanced at each other.

In the evening of the same day, the First Emperor had no appetite and refused to eat again, only drinking a few sips of soup.

In the end, Xiahou, the personal physician, entered the palace and prescribed a decoction for the first emperor, and when he came out, his expression was faintly melancholy.

……