Daqin: Assist Zulong at the beginning and become a public enemy

Chapter 2
Chapter 2
In the main hall, Zhao Gaozhu sat and lived by himself. Although he was the emperor's close servant, he was also a courtier. Unless he was on duty at night, he would rest in his own mansion outside the palace.

It's just that since he came back, he seemed a little restless.

"Father-in-law, I'm afraid it's a foregone conclusion now. No matter how sad the emperor is, it won't change the emperor's desire to conquer Baiyue."

Zhao Gao looked at Yan Le who was persuading him and sighed helplessly.

"The conquest of Baiyue is small, but once the war breaks out, the business between us and Baiyue may be difficult!"

Yan Le also sighed.

Although Baiyue is a foreign race, they also had trade relations with the Han people.As a close minister, Zhao Gao naturally got the moon first.

Taking advantage of the time when Great Qin conquered the six countries, they continued to trade with Baiyue and obtained a lot of money.

"Forget it, before the army leaves, withdraw our people and clean up everything. Remember, this matter must be leak-proof, and the emperor must never know about it."

"take note of it."

After giving these instructions, Zhao Gao breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that it was already dark outside.

"What about Ganger?"

Yan Le replied disdainfully: "I'm afraid he's still messing around with his affairs in the kitchen."

Zhao Gao frowned.

"Call him over."

Yan Le stood up and was about to go out, when he thought of something, he turned and looked at Zhao Gao: "Father-in-law, it's time to employ someone, why don't you let him go out to experience it."

Zhao Gao immediately shook his head and said, "What you and I have done is extremely secretive. I just don't have enough experience, so it is inevitable that the news will leak out. Besides, my Zhao family has only a trace of flesh and blood, so there must be no mistakes."

A cold light flashed across Yan Le's eyes instantly.

"Father-in-law is right. The son-in-law is not thinking about it. I'll call him now."

As soon as the voice fell, footsteps came from outside.

"Don't shout, I'm here."

While talking, Zhao Gang walked in with a tray.

Seeing Zhao Gang, Zhao Gao immediately said with a serious face: "After all, the cooking matter is not on the table. In the future, you will inherit my Zhao family's legacy, so you can't let it go to waste like this."

Zhao Gang smiled and put the tray on the table.

"Uncle, quickly taste my craft."

After all, he lifted the cover in front of him.

The aroma came from inside.

Zhao Gao originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but his attention was suddenly attracted by this delicious food.

"what is this?"

Although Yan Le has always looked down on Zhao Gang, he has a hobby.

Just eat!
In the face of delicious food, he has no resistance.

"Try it first, and I'll tell you after you finish it."

Zhao Gao waved his hand, and his servants fetched plates, and Zhao Gang served them some.

As the rice grains entered his mouth, Zhao Gao's eyes lit up.

As an important minister, I have long been tired of delicacies from mountains and seas.In his opinion, his nephew was just messing around, but unexpectedly, this taste overturned his cognition.

tasty!

Zhao Gang didn't show the slightest surprise on their expressions. Although it was just a plain bowl of fried rice with eggs, in this era of cooking and eating everywhere, fried rice with lard and eggs definitely opened a new door for them.

"How did you do this?" Yan Le also looked at Zhao Gang in surprise.

"Uncle, what do you think my rice tastes like?"

Zhao Gao smacked his lips twice and nodded: "Not bad."

Zhao Gang was a little surprised and asked: "It's gone?"

Zhao Gao looked at the expression on his nephew's face and said with a smile: "How much more can I praise you for a bowl of rice? Well-cooked food is not proper after all. Do you plan to be a cook in the future?"

Zhao Gang shook his head: "It doesn't matter where a hero comes from. Yi Yin in the Shang Dynasty was just a slave, and Jiang Shang in the Zhou Dynasty was just a farmer, but they were all reused in the end and left their names in history. It seems that I just want to satisfy my appetite, but Governing a big country is like cooking small fish, it seems simple, but it is full of profound meaning."

Zhao Gao was a little surprised and was about to hit him hard.

"It's a good saying that governing a big country is like cooking a small fish!"

There was a cheer outside the door.

Zhao Gao's expression changed upon hearing the sound, and he hurriedly stood up.

"Xiao Gaozi sees His Majesty."

"Get up!"

Ying Zheng!

Zhao Gang was both surprised and delighted.

Zhao Gang stood beside him, observing the Eternal Emperor in front of him.

Contrary to imagination, although Ying Zheng has entered middle age, he has gained some weight.

But his eyes are sharp and domineering, he walks like a dragon and moves like a tiger, and his hands and feet are filled with domineering aura.

Looking at each other, Zhao Gang only felt the hairs all over his body stand on end in an instant.

Ying Zheng's domineering aura made him breathless. For a moment, Zhao Gang was at a loss, with a nervous look on his face.

Seeing him like this, Ying Zheng smiled instead.

"Xiao Gaozi, is this your nephew?"

Zhao Gao winked at Zhao Gang, Zhao Gang bowed to Ying Zheng and said, "Zhao Gang sees Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng smiled: "Not bad!"

As he spoke, his eyes fixed on the table.

"I'm hungry, fetch two sets of bowls and chopsticks."

"Your Majesty, the food at the minister's house is simple, and I'm afraid it doesn't suit your taste."

Ying Zheng waved his hand: "What are you talking about, I and Tong Wuhou haven't eaten yet, don't tell me you want to drive me out?"

Zhao Gao showed panic, so he could only invite Yingzheng to take his seat.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gao who was standing there and said with a smile: "This is your house, guests can do whatever they want, there is no reason for the host to stand up, take a seat quickly."

"Little Gao doesn't dare." Zhao Gao said and took a step back.

Ying Zheng said helplessly: "There are no monarchs and ministers here, only two people who eat together. If the master does not take a seat, how can I, a guest, eat. If you take a seat, I forgive you for your innocence."

Only then did Zhao Gao sit down with peace of mind.

Ying Zheng looked at Yan Le and Zhao Gang again: "You two sit too."

"I dare not."

"I don't want to say the same thing again."

Yan Le could only bite the bullet and sit down with Zhao Gang.

Ying Zheng glanced at the food on the table and finally landed on Zhao Gang's egg fried rice.

"what is this?"

"Your Majesty, this is the egg fried rice made by my nephew."

"You did it?" Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gang with a little interest.

Zhao Gang nodded.

"This is the first time I have seen rice cooked like this. Give me a bowl and let me try it."

Zhao Gang quickly gave some to Ying Zheng.

It was indeed delicious when Ying Zheng tasted it, but his purpose was not to eat.

"The rice is delicious, but I can't eat it. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty all have different opinions on the conquest of Baiyue. What do you think, Xiao Gaozi?"

Zhao Gao's expression changed: "Your Majesty, this is a political matter, so it may not be appropriate to say it here."

When Ying Zheng saw how restrained he was, he immediately laughed: "They are all my subjects of Great Qin, what's the secret? Just now I heard that your nephew seems to be harboring the intention of not recognizing talents, why not let him talk about it? Well said, I will reward you."

After all, Ying Zheng's eyes fell on Zhao Gang.

(End of this chapter)