is not only afraid of the force of this eldest brother, but the eldest brother of his own family teaches people, and it is also a set of sets.

What "the young and strong don't work hard, the boss is sad", what "the black hair doesn't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late", what "the book mountain has a diligent path, and the sea of learning is endless", or "the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of the sword comes from the sharpening".

In short, one by one, it is better than when his own Ah Weng was there, but he said it so remotely and concisely. Once, I inadvertently mentioned it in the classroom, but I didn't expect to alarm the gentleman in the classroom, which surprised and amazed the gentleman.

And, most terrifyingly, his learning.

He can memorize every book he gives himself, and even quote scriptures and classics to tell some different opinions, although he doesn't understand very well, but he also vaguely knows that the knowledge of this eldest brother in his own family may not be much inferior even compared with those erudite people outside.

Every time I stand in front of him, I have the feeling of standing in front of Ah Weng and Mr. Xuemu, in awe and awe.

"Diligent study is like the grass of early spring, not seeing its growth, only increasing. Dropping out of school is like a whetstone, and you don't see its loss, but you lose it every day. You are studying now, remember the four words of diligence and perseverance......"

Zhao Ying said as she picked up the little sister who was smashing her chubby short legs and climbed on top of her, and turned her head to play with the chubby little sister.

"Rise, you must study hard, and be a promising person like your eldest brother in the future......"

Mi Ji was surprised by the knowledge of her own family and son, and couldn't help but encourage her younger son.

Zhao Qi silently recited the aphorism that the eldest brother casually said just now in his heart, and nodded respectfully again and again. He had a hunch that what the eldest brother said today, once it gets out, it must be another good sentence that was applauded by the gentlemen in the school.

Well, and the poem from last time.

Now Zhao Qi is already a little intoxicated, and the pleasure of being surrounded by classmates, friends and gentlemen for advice. Although they said it because of their eldest brother's lesson, but even so, it was their own eldest brother!

Zhao Ying didn't know this, he just had a bad taste, and he used the mantra that the head teacher chanted every day when he was in school in his previous life to tease this brother who seemed to be honest and easy to bully.

It was getting late, although there was the company of Zhao Ying's brothers and sisters, Mi Ji was obviously a little distracted, and looked out of the door frequently, Zhao Qi and Zhao Xi also held hands, ran outside the gate one by one, and looked at the direction of Xianyang Palace expectantly.

Just when a few people were waiting to see through, the crisp sound of horses' hooves and wheels finally sounded outside the courtyard gate.

Several people immediately got up and walked out of the courtyard gate.

Fusu's carriage had already arrived outside the gate.

The gate opened, and all the subordinates lined up in two columns, bowing down to welcome the eldest son back to the house.

"Husband—"

"A-"

Mi Ji took Zhao Ying and the others to meet him quickly, Fu Su got down from the carriage, first nodded slightly at Zhao Ying, and then bent down to pick up the little daughter who had already pounced in front of him, and said warmly to his wife.

"It's been a hard work—"

When Ji Ji heard this, her eyes instantly turned red, but when she thought that her children were all in front of her, she forcibly restrained her emotions, turned her head and glanced at her eldest son who was standing aside with a smile, and her heart warmed.

"Fortunately, you go well, everything at home is taken care of by Ying'er - even Ying'er's studies are all Ying'er's help, if you want to say that it is hard, Ying'er is still the hardest......"

Fusu turned his head to look at his son, who was already half a head taller than himself, and nodded at him with a look of relief.

"Well done, I'm in Upper County, and I've heard that you've done a lot of great things......"

Zhao Ying scratched his head, and a simple and honest smile appeared on his face.

Fusu felt that although his son was promising, his shy and introverted temper still had to be changed, but this was not the time to mention his son.

"Let's go inside......"

Back in the backyard, before he could sit down, Zhao Ying got up and left under the pretext of preparing dinner for his own Ah Weng under the pretext of cooking himself.

"I, I'm going to help my eldest brother—"

Although Zhao Qi doesn't know why, it doesn't matter, just listen to the eldest brother!

Looking at the scene of this brother and brother, the couple couldn't help but feel relieved, this child is really becoming more and more sensible.

The three brothers and sisters, as soon as they got out of the hospital, Mi Ji's eyes turned red and she fell into Fusu's arms.

Although Zhao Ying is in charge of the family, she doesn't have to worry about it at all, but her husband is far away from Shangjun, how can she not worry about it, she misses it day and night, but she doesn't dare to show it in front of the children.

Fusu couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, knowing that it was not easy for Ji Ji to be at home alone, so he took advantage of the gap when the child went out, reached out and hugged his wife, spoke softly, and complained to each other.

……

"Big brother, why did you call me out, I haven't seen Ah Weng for a long time, and I was just trying to talk to Ah Weng......

Hearing Zhao Qi's question, Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and turned around and smiled.

"Didn't you say it yourself, you have to come out and help me......"

Zhao Qi: ......

His intuition told him that the eldest brother was purely perfunctory this time, but he still obediently followed Zhao Ying to the backyard kitchen.

For Zhao Ying's arrival, the kitchen is already used to it.

Zhao Ying briefly looked at the ingredients in the kitchen, and then went to the room where he raised mushrooms and fungus to take a turn, to his surprise, although the mushrooms and fungus in the other rooms almost did not react, and even one of them still had some signs of decay, but the mushrooms in the room on the edge were growing quite well.

"Who's taking care of this room......"

"Hui Gongzi, it's me-"

The kitchen steward stood up happily, he had been holding back for several days, just waiting for the little boy to ask.

Seeing that it was himself, Zhao Ying smiled and nodded.

"Yes, go back and write down all the experience of raising these mushrooms in detail, and then let them try it in a few other rooms, if they can replicate it successfully, I have a lot of rewards here-"

Zhao Ying said, glancing at him with a smile.

"I remember you had a young son who was old enough to go to school, right? Tomorrow, let the housekeeper send him to the school room to study......"

When he heard this, he was overjoyed and thanked Zhao Ying again and again.

Zhao Ying smiled and waved his hand.

"It's just a trivial matter, you just have to work hard, and the government won't treat you badly......"

Seeing that because of the mushrooms arranged by the little boy, his children got the opportunity to go to the school to study, and the corners of the eyes of these people in the back kitchen were almost red, and they couldn't wait to do things with 200% spirit.

Retort is even more happy to close his mouth, walking with the wind under his feet.

Zhao Ying said that when she came to cook, she was just looking for an excuse to give the couple more opportunities to get along.

If it is not surprising, Fusu will come back this time, soon, or even tomorrow, he will leave Xianyang again, according to what the First Emperor said yesterday, I am afraid that this time, I am afraid that this time it will be more serious than the last time he was driven to Shangjun.

Without the edict of the First Emperor, I am afraid that it is no longer possible to return to Xianyang privately.

If he is in the end, he can't change the ending of Daqin, and it's not good, this time he comes back, it will be the last time for Fusu and his wife to get together.

In fact, in the original history, Fusu was expelled from Xianyang, and after he went to Shangjun as a supervisor, he never set foot in Xianyang for half a step, and finally gagged off aggrievedly under the confusing "edict".

Therefore, Zhao Ying felt that as Fusu's wife, it was really not easy for Mi Ji.

Not only was the mother's family cleaned up by the mother-in-law's family, but in the end, because of her husband's stubbornness and admitting death, in the end, even her own family died cleanly.

And the only thing I can do for them now is this little thing.

When Zhao Ying came here, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, lowered his head and touched Zhao Qi's head.

"After Ah Weng leaves, you will get up early every day from now on and follow me to practice riding and archery—"

When Zhao Qi heard this, his face suddenly turned bitter, but he didn't dare to disobey his eldest brother's request, so he could only pinch his nose and nod.

Zhao Ying didn't care about him, handed over the little sister who was pestering him to Zhao Qi, got up and went to the kitchen, but he didn't do it himself, but stood there and watched the cook at home make a few small dishes.

I have done everything I have done, and I have done it all over again, and when I saw that there was no major gap, I nodded slightly.

After all, they have been working in the kitchen for many years, compared with their own level, it is just a lack of knowledge, when you know the role of spices, and the way to do the dishes, you can quickly get started, now look, although for the time being, it is not as good as the taste of your own cooking, but it is already very much the same.

was staring at these cooks working, and suddenly he walked over from outside with a happy face with a tray in his hand.

"Childe Qiyu, the tofu you asked to make some time ago has already been made......

Actually, without him saying it, Zhao Ying asked the familiar tofu fragrance willingly.

The strengthening of his body is all-encompassing, not only strength, speed, sight, and hearing, but even his sense of smell is far beyond ordinary people.

He didn't know if he had been strengthened in other ways, but even if it was enough, it was enough to surprise him.

"Bring it, I'll see—"

Zhao Ying couldn't help but be happy, he liked to eat tofu in his previous life, not to mention that when he traveled to this era when the dishes themselves were extremely scarce, this tofu became more and more precious.

Therefore, not long after he built the stone mill, he began to let people try to do it, but although he liked to eat tofu in his previous life, he really had never seen how people made tofu, let alone making tofu himself.

In his memory, all the impressions about tofu, in addition to various ways to eat, are two, one is like the beans are soaked and ground like soy milk with a grinding plate, and the other is a well-known proverb - brine points tofu, one thing drops one thing.

Other than that, it's gone.

So, after he roughly said it, he handed it over to the people in the house, but he didn't expect that after a month, they really restored the tofu!

Zhao Ying lifted the white cloth covered with the tofu, pinched a piece with his hand, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and found that the taste of this tofu was slightly rough, and when he tasted it carefully, it was a little bitter, but compared with the tofu he ate in his previous life, there was not much difference.

Even this grade of tofu has been bought occasionally a few times in my previous life.

It is within the normal range.

"Good—"

Zhao Ying was in a good mood, and with a wave of his hand, all the subordinates who participated in the research of tofu production were rewarded with 3,000 yuan each!

The purchasing power of Qin Banliang in the Qin Dynasty is still very good, many craftsmen work hard for a year, and in the end they can't earn more than 2,000 yuan, and the cost of a pair of armor in the Qin Dynasty is only more than 1,300 yuan.

It's not that Zhao Ying is reluctant to give more, but for these subordinates, three thousand dollars is really a lot.

And Zhao Ying often has rewards on weekdays, on average, since Zhao Ying became the family, the treatment of the people in the house has almost doubled.

Human nature is sometimes really terrible, and if there are more, it may not be a good thing.

After commenting on it himself, and asking the people who came to go back to continue to ponder and improve, Zhao Ying began to cook by himself and made his favorite braised tofu in his previous life.

Although there is no chili oil and sugar, it is not a big problem to really lack these two condiments.

Soon, the steaming braised tofu was ready.

Zhao Ying tasted it.

Well, it's tender and refreshing, and it's full of fragrance-

made him squint his eyes happily, seeing that he was eating happily, the little sister standing on the side, without saying a word, stretched out her hand to grab it, and was protected by Zhao Ying with a smile.

Let Zhao Qi watch her wash her hands, and then personally take a small plate and serve some to her, this girl turned into tears and pounced on the side to eat.

Zhao Ying smiled, and personally stared at a more skilled chef next to her, watching her do it according to her own way, and seeing that she was almost a little bit old, she smiled and praised a few words.

There are a lot of dishes in the kitchen today, and after Zhao Ying simply picked a few, he asked people to send one to Xiong Hejing and Zhang Liang Gainie in the small black house, and the rest was directly rewarded to the kitchen ladies in the back kitchen.

Even so, today's dinner was very rich.

Look at braised tofu, stir-fried bean sprouts, leek eggs, steamed carp, stewed chicken with mushrooms, stewed lamb with radish, plus a pot of knife-cut noodles with the fragrance of leeks......

Fusu looked stupid.

I almost suspect that I have come to the wrong place, what is this, not only has the dining table become a strange round table, but every dish cannot be named, and some have never seen it even after living for so many years!

But just smelling it from afar, I feel my index finger move, and I feel my appetite when I look at it.

In the month I've been away, what has happened at home!

Although he is not good at appetite, and he usually eats and is quite self-disciplined, he still can't stop eating this meal, and he eats it unconsciously.

Seeing that her husband was eating happily, Mi Ji couldn't help but smile at the corner of her eyes.

Pointing to these dishes on the side and introducing them one by one, when Fusu knew that these dishes were from the hands of his eldest son, he didn't know what to say.

Let's say that people don't do their jobs.

The emperor's grandson mill, the emperor's grandson's car, and the emperor's grandson's plough also got the appreciation of his own Aweng, became a champion general, had 3,000 soldiers and horses, worshiped the old general Wang Jian to learn the art of war, and even broke the case of Shangjun proverbs.

Even the old general Mengwu was full of praise when he mentioned it.

But you can say that he is doing his job-

Hey, he eats these things every day, and it is even said that even the emperor's grandson mill is made because he is delicious!

Such a son really has nothing to teach him a lesson, so in the end he can only put on a stand and vaguely advise him not to indulge in appetite. Zhao Ying didn't care about him, nodded with a smile, and quickly got up and left.

This time, Zhao Qi was very discerning, seeing that his eldest brother got up and left, he also wanted to get up and leave under the pretext of going back to the room to study, but he didn't expect his own Ah Weng to get up and follow.

"It's rare for me to come back, and I don't know how your studies are now, come, take me to your study to have a look, and by the way, see if you have missed your homework during this time......"

My eldest son is a little too good now, and I seem to be a little difficult to teach, so it's good to educate this younger son.

It can be regarded as a person who is a wolf, and does a little bit of his responsibility to teach his children.

But when he walked into Zhao Qi's study with his hands behind his back, the whole person was suddenly shocked.

The first is a large pile of bamboo slips like a hill on the desk, and the second is a variety of wise sayings hanging on the wall that seem to be easy to understand, but they are deafening when tasted.

He no longer cared about maintaining his image as a Weng, his eyes eagerly walked to him, and he looked at the past one by one, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he was, and the more he looked at it, the more he admired.

"Could it be that during my absence, your father invited you that erudite master—"

Fusu's mind was immersed in these wise sayings hanging on the wall at this time, and he didn't notice the strange smile on the face of his youngest son on the side.

He didn't even bother to turn his head back, and asked with determination as he savored the sentences on the wall.

can't be wrong, such a deafening and alarming wise quote is definitely the work of a world-famous erudite master, and only his own Ah Weng can have such ability and handwriting, and invite such a teacher to Qi'er!

At a certain moment, he was even a little moved, although he was convicted of Ah Weng and was driven to Shangjun to be a prisoner, Ah Weng's grace to his children has never been broken.

PS: I changed two chapters today, nine thousand words, and I've already played with my life, but I still haven't been able to complete the promise of adding more, I'm ashamed. For the Chinese New Year, the plan has not changed quickly, so let's make up for it slowly in the future.

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