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"Thank you, sir!"

The craftsmen waited for Shi Lu's promise and worked harder and harder.

Shi Lu nodded slightly, whispered to Zuo Sikongjiu, asking him to pay more attention to the progress here, and then turned and left.

Although he was very curious and wanted 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.

……

Except for a snack in the middle, Zhao Ying spent the whole morning practicing Qi, bow and arrow and Chang Ge in the backyard.

Seeing this, Xiong and Jing were both a little numb.

Mr. Ying, won’t he be tired?

Seeing that it was almost noon, Zhao Ying put down the Changge in his hand, finished washing, and walked to the kitchen. During the morning meal, he had already directed the cook in the back kitchen to prepare the mutton stuffing and fresh leeks. Today he was going to make some mutton and leek dumplings for the First Emperor.

This kind of dumplings is not only delicious, but also beneficial to the liver and stomach, and has the effect of promoting qi and regulating blood. It is most suitable for old people like the First Emperor who work at their desks for a long time and lack exercise.

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

In recent years, the First Emperor has been obsessed with immortality and has taken a lot of elixirs offered by warlocks. Zhao Ying, who traveled through time, naturally knew that those things were rich in various heavy metals, and some even contained lead and mercury——

Anyone else who takes the "elixir" for such a long time would have poor liver function.

Coupled with overwork and lack of exercise, it is strange that the body does not collapse. After spending the past few days with the First Emperor, Zhao Ying felt a stronger sense of urgency in his heart, because he discovered that there was really something wrong with the First Emperor's health.

Before he gained enough favor, he felt that the only thing he could do was to cook something delicious for the First Emperor. I hope it can delay the collapse of the First Emperor's body to some extent.

Of course, the top priority was to get the First Emperor to stop his beloved "elixir", but for several days, he failed to find a suitable opportunity.

Because although this elixir contains chronic toxins, eating too much of it can easily lead to a certain degree of dependence. What’s even more frightening is that after eating it, it will put people’s spirits in a state of excitement, giving people a sense of excitement. This feeling that this elixir has extraordinary effects is actually the reason why elixirs are so popular in this era.

Eat it and the effect will be immediate!

On the contrary, 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 the praise and rewards, but what kind of risks you may encounter!

Although, judging from the current attitude of the First Emperor toward himself, there is probably no risk, but for himself, being unable to successfully dissuade him is the biggest risk, and he must not act rashly.

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

Spend more time with him to make him feel better and enhance his own immunity.

These cooks had never seen dumplings before, so Zhao Ying took it upon himself to demonstrate them, and then the cooks began to learn how to wrap them clumsily.

Start making dumplings——

Let’s call them dumplings. They are big and small, and they are all arranged horizontally and vertically. It’s really hard to see. However, Zhao Ying had already anticipated this situation, and both the fillings and noodles were sufficient.

After several rounds, the fingers of these cooks finally became flexible. Although they are not as good-looking as Zhao Ying's bags, they still look good.

Zhao Ying put the dumplings he had made into a separate pot, served it specially for the First Emperor, and then scooped out a large earthen pot for himself.

Regarding his appetite, apart from pots, the only thing suitable for him is probably this kind of large earthenware pot.

As for the initial works of the cooks, he asked him to reward them directly to the cooks in the back kitchen.

After instructing the kitchen steward to give dumplings to his mother and younger siblings in the backyard, Zhao Ying took Xiong Hejing directly to Xianyang Palace.

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

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

"Old man, are you waiting for someone?"

Hearing Zhao Ying's name for Hei, Xiong He could not help but bared his teeth in secret.

"Waiting for you young master, Your Majesty is currently at Zhangtai Palace——"

Hei obviously took Zhao Ying's name very seriously. He nodded with a smile, turned around and wanted to lead Zhao Ying in front. Unexpectedly, Zhao Ying walked a few steps quickly and walked shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Thank you for your hard work, husband - I dare you to ask what you call me..."

Zhao Ying didn't know Hei's identity, but seeing that he stayed by the First Emperor's side every day, he knew that this man must be his great father's confidant. You can't go wrong with a lesbian relationship.

"I dare not tell you how hard it is to work for Your Majesty - my name is Hei. Your Majesty once gave me the Zhao family name. If you are willing, young master, you can call me Lao Zhao or Lao Hei..."

Hei obviously did not resent Zhao Ying's closeness, and was even somewhat willing to accept it.

So, along the way, Xiong Hejing almost lost his eyes when he saw his young master chatting and laughing with his old boss.

Hei Bingtai, who doesn't know that this person has a cold face and a black heart, and kills without blinking an eye?

Now he is acting amiably like the father-in-law next door!

If you tell me, no one will believe it.

Zhangtai Palace is on the south bank of the Wei River, close to the Dian River. Not far from the Ganquan Palace to the north and Xingle Palace not far from the south, the scenery is beautiful and it is one of the palaces that the First Emperor loved to stay.

This was the first time Zhao Ying came here after traveling through time. He looked at the authentic Zhangtai Palace with some curiosity. I saw the cornices with gilt arches and the towers with green towers, and I couldn't help but marvel in secret.

In this era, it is unknown how much manpower and material resources it would cost to build such a palace.

I suppressed this inappropriate thought to the bottom of my heart and recited a few words silently. The majesty and luxury of this place perfectly complemented my great father's martial arts and majestic bearing.

Wonderful!

Outside the main hall of Zhangtai Palace, Xiong Hejing stopped consciously and handed the earthen jar and food box to Zhao Ying. Without His Majesty's call, they could only escort him here.

Zhao Ying nodded slightly at them and motioned for them to wait outside. She declined Hei's offer to help carry the food box, and followed Hei inside carrying the crock pot and food box.

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

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

……

The apse of Zhangtai Palace.

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

As if meeting an old friend, the First Emperor was chatting happily with an old man with gray beard. Beneath the old man, a few steps later, there was still a tall man sitting on his knees. Although his face was still a bit immature, he was tall. A tall, tall boy who looks like a bear.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that although this boy looks well-behaved, he looks like he has thorns on his butt. He twists slightly from time to time and his eyes keep wandering outward.

The two old men seemed to have a tacit understanding of this guy's little actions, as if they didn't notice, and they were talking and laughing on their own.