"Thank you, Shangguan!"

The craftsmen waited for Shi Lu's promise, and they became more and more energetic.

Shi Lu bowed slightly, and whispered a word to Zuo Sikong Dove, asking him to pay more attention to the progress here, and then turned around and left.

Although he was very curious and eager to keep an eye on the progress in person, as a young man, he was approaching the end of the year, and there were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with, so he couldn't afford to waste time here.

……

In addition to having a meal in the middle, Zhao Ying practiced qi bow and arrow and Changge in the backyard this morning.

Seeing that the bear and the surprise were a little numb.

Won't this young man be tired?

Seeing that it was almost noon, Zhao Ying threw down the Changge in his hand, finished washing, and walked to the kitchen. At the time of dinner in the morning, the cook who had already commanded the back kitchen had adjusted the mutton stuffing and prepared fresh leeks, and today he was going to make some mutton and leek dumplings for the First Emperor.

This kind of dumplings are not only delicious, but also beneficial to the liver and stomach, and have the effect of regulating qi and blood, which is most suitable for the old man who has been working at the desk for a long time and lacks exercise.

Zhao Ying estimated that the first emperor's spleen, stomach and liver were not much better.

In recent years, the First Emperor has been obsessed with immortality, and has eaten a lot of elixirs offered by warlocks, and Zhao Ying, who has crossed over, naturally knows that that thing is rich in all kinds of heavy metals, and some have lead and mercury-

Whoever eats the "elixir" for so long will have enough liver power.

Coupled with overwork, lack of exercise, it is strange that the body does not collapse. After getting along with the First Emperor for the past few days, Zhao Ying's sense of urgency became stronger, because he found that the First Emperor's body was really wrong.

Before he got enough favor, he felt that the only thing he could do was to cook something delicious for the First Emperor. I hope to slow down the collapse of the First Emperor's body a little.

Of course, the top priority was to get the First Emperor to stop his beloved "elixir", but for several days, he didn't find a suitable opportunity.

Because, although this elixir has chronic toxins, it is easy to form a certain dependence if you eat too much, and what is even more terrifying is that after eating, it will make people's spirits in a state of excitement, giving people a feeling that the effect of this elixir is extraordinary, in fact, this is also the reason why the elixir can be popular in this era.

Eat it and the effect is immediate!

On the other hand, if you want to persuade someone, especially an emperor, not to eat it, or even tell him that it is poisonous, the first thing you need to consider is not what kind of praise and reward, but what kind of risk you may encounter!

Although, judging from the attitude of the First Emperor towards himself now, there is no risk in nine times out of ten, but for himself, he cannot successfully dissuade him, that is the biggest risk, and he must not act rashly.

Before that, the only thing I could do was diet.

Spend more time with him, make him feel better, and strengthen his own immunity.

These cooks have never seen dumplings, Zhao Ying personally got started and demonstrated it, and these cooks began to clumsily learn to wrap them.

Dumplings that began to be wrapped –

Let's call it dumplings, big big, small and small, horizontal and vertical, I really can't see it. However, Zhao Ying had already expected this situation, whether it was the stuffing or the noodles prepared, it was enough.

After a few rounds, the fingers of these cooks finally became flexible, although they were not as good-looking as Zhao Yingbao's, but they also looked like them.

Zhao Ying made a pot of dumplings wrapped by himself, served them specially for the First Emperor, and then fished a large crockpot for himself.

In terms of his appetite, in addition to the pot, there is probably only this kind of big crockpot that can suit him.

As for the first works of those kitchen girls, he directly rewarded them to the kitchen girls in the back kitchen.

After instructing the housekeeper in the back kitchen to give a copy of the dumplings to his mother and younger siblings in the backyard, Zhao Ying directly took Xiong He to Xianyang Palace.

With Xiong Hejing, he finally didn't have to carry the food himself.

However, after arriving at Xianyang Palace, he found that the First Emperor was not there, but Hei was standing on the steps outside the palace gate waiting for him.

"Uncle, are you waiting for someone?"

Listening to Zhao Ying's name for Hei, Xiong He couldn't help but bared his teeth secretly.

"I'm waiting for the little boy, Your Majesty is in Zhangtai Palace at this time-"

Hei obviously used Zhao Ying's title very much, nodded with a smile, turned around and wanted to lead Zhao Ying in front, who knew that Zhao Ying walked a few steps quickly and walked shoulder to shoulder with him directly.

"My husband has worked hard - dare to ask my uncle what to call ......"

Zhao Ying didn't know Hei's identity, but seeing him by the side of the First Emperor every day, he knew that this must be his eldest father's henchman. The relationship between Lala and Lala can't be wrong.

"Do things for Your Majesty, don't dare to say hard - my name is Hei, Your Majesty once gave me Zhao, if the little boy is willing, call me Lao Zhao, or Lao Hei is good......"

Hei obviously didn't dislike Zhao Ying's closeness, and even accepted it a little.

Therefore, along the way, Xiong He looked at his little son, talked and laughed with his old boss, and almost lost his eyeballs.

Hei Bingtai, who doesn't know that this cold-faced and black-hearted person kills without blinking?

At this time, he is as kind as an old man next door!

I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Zhangtai Palace is on the south bank of Weishui, close to Zhushui, not far from Ganquan Palace in the north, Xingle Palace not far from the south, the scenery is beautiful, it is one of the palaces that the first emperor liked to stay the most.

This was the first time Zhao Ying had come here since he crossed, and he looked at the original Zhangtai Palace with some curiosity. I saw the cornices and arches, and the towers were green, and I couldn't help but be amazed.

In this era, it is not known how much manpower and material resources will be spent to build such a palace.

Pressed this untimely thought to the bottom of my heart, and recited a few words silently, this place is solemn and luxurious, just to set off the great father's martial arts and majesty.

Wonderful!

Outside the main hall of Zhangtai Palace, Xiong Hejing stopped very consciously and handed the clay pot and food box to Zhao Ying. Without His Majesty's call, they would have been escorted here.

Zhao Ying nodded at them slightly, and motioned for them to wait outside. Declined Hei's kindness to help carry the food box, and personally carried the crockpot and food box and followed Hei's side inside.

"Haha-Father, look what delicious food I brought you today......"

Before entering the gate, Zhao Ying showed a sunny smile and raised the food box in his hand high in the hall. I am filial, and when I see my father, I can't help but be happy!

……

The apse of Zhangtai Palace.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, and there was a hearty laugh from time to time.

The First Emperor was like meeting an old friend, talking with an old man with gray hair, and after a few cases below the old man, there was a young man who was still a little immature in his face, but tall and burly, like a bear.

It's just that if you look closely, you will find that although this young man looks decent, it is like a thorn on his buttocks, where he twists slightly from time to time, and his eyes drift out vigorously.

For the small actions of this guy, the two old men seemed to have a very tacit understanding, as if they hadn't seen it, talking and laughing by themselves.