my grandfather was qin shi huang

"As a son, I can only help you so far. I hope you will be aware of your needs, hurry up, go to Shangjun, and be your supervisor honestly. Don't give me any more extraneous things. Don't give me any more trouble. What's the trouble..."

Zhao Ying picked up a leg of lamb and ate it while talking about his troubled father. He was afraid that Fusu's motorcade would move a step slower and be caught up by Chun Yuyue or those remnants of the Six Kingdoms, causing the First Emperor's displeasure again.

Hey, it’s better to just travel through time and become an orphan. Like me, it’s not easy to travel through time and become someone else’s son. I worry about my cheap daddy.

Sigh and take a big bite.

Soon, all the food in front of everyone was swept away by him.

In this era, the nobles still implemented the meal-sharing system.

There is a small table for each person, and everyone eats his own food.

But Zhao Ying said he didn't dislike it. Anyway, the food on the other people's tables was barely touched and he simply ate it. Otherwise, he would have to sneak in extra food when he went back to his own courtyard later.

Looking at the table that quickly became empty, Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel lucky again that he had traveled to the right place. Otherwise, with this amount of food, he would have run the risk of starving to death in an ordinary person's home.

Five meals a day.

He made a rough estimate and found that his current food intake was about one sheep a day...

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

"This boiled mutton is bland and fishy. Can humans eat it?"

Practice has proved that people cannot eat enough, and when they are full, there will be a lot of trouble.

Zhao Yingsuo cleaned the last leg of lamb and threw the bare bones back onto the plate. When he looked at it again, he had a look of disgust on his face. He just felt so tired in his heart that he couldn't bear it for a moment...

Fusu was at home a few days ago, and he had just traveled through time. He couldn't figure out the situation and didn't dare to make any changes rashly. But didn't Fusu already leave?

My wife is a careless person, and now she is 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 servant next to him and gave instructions in a deep voice.

Compared with later generations, the market in the Qin Dynasty had a more detailed division of labor. There are military markets that mainly serve the military. These trading places are not open to the outside world. They only serve the military and provide military supplies, weapons and uniforms. Direct markets with equal prices, slave markets where slaves are traded, and ordinary people's daily transactions are mostly in the latter two.

The markets that Zhao Ying refers to are the latter two.

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

Nowadays, the most common seasonings in Daqin are salt and Sichuan peppercorns. Of course, at this time, Sichuan peppercorns are still a precious spice. In Du Mu's "A Fang Gong Fu", "The smoke is slanting and the fog is horizontal, and the peppers and orchids are burning." That pepper is what we will call pepper in later generations.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, built a palace for himself. He mixed some Sichuan pepper powder into the paint on the walls and proudly gave his palace the reputation of Jiaofang Palace.

That's something even the emperor would be proud of!

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

Of course, this does not include Zhao Ying.

After all, he was the serious eldest grandson of the Qin Emperor.

Among the spices that Zhao Ying wants to buy today, ginger and dogwood are the most common, followed by pepper and cinnamon. These are actually available in Fusu's house, but Fusu is frugal by nature, except for the hostess Mi Ji. , it is rarely used in the house.

The reason why he wanted to go out and see for himself was actually to find the two artifacts for stewing meat, fragrant leaves and nutmeg.

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

But you have to look for it.

Anyway, you can't go wrong if you have jujube or not, just in case you can find it.

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Xianyang Palace.

When Qin Shihuang faced the food on the table, he couldn't work up his appetite at all. He frowned and motioned impatiently to the maid waiting next to him to take it away quickly.

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

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

Since last year, His Majesty's diet has become very abnormal. Sometimes he cannot eat a meal a day, and his mental and physical strength has become increasingly weak.

Zhao Gao, the commander of the CRRC Mansion, carefully brought over the memorials that the First Emperor needed to review and placed them in the position that the First Emperor was most accustomed to.

However, the First Emperor obviously had no intention of reviewing the memorial immediately today. He got rid of the maid's support, stood up on his own knees, and glanced at Hei who was hiding in the corner.

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

There was no hint of emotion or anger in the voice.

"The pavilion outside Xianyang City..."

Hei lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at Qin Shihuang's face.

When Qin Shihuang heard this, he suddenly stopped and looked majestically at Hei standing in the corner.

Hei had been following the First Emperor since he was a hostage in the State of Zhao. He was a well-deserved confidant of the First Emperor, so he naturally knew what the First Emperor meant.

He sighed secretly in his heart.

"The remnants of the Six Kingdoms and Chun Yuyue and others chased the young master to see him off. At this time, Chunyu Yue was leading a group of Confucian students to bid farewell to the young master..."

"What did he say to them..."

The First Emperor turned his face sideways. Hei could not see the face of the First Emperor at this time. He could only see the still tall back of the First Emperor. Under the sun, it was still filled with a strong sense of oppression, which made him dare not take another look.

"The young master said that he has no regrets..."

Qin Shihuang couldn't help but swayed, and suddenly clenched his fists. A fishy-sweet breath suddenly surged into his throat. He couldn't help but cough lightly, raised his palms, and quietly wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Stand in silence for a long time.

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

"I know..."

The first emperor, who was holding a few desks and had gray hair on his temples, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"According to my decree, Lu Sheng, Hou Sheng and all the warlocks involved in the case will be killed outside Xianyang City! Dr. Chun Yuyue——"

The First Emperor paused for a moment before speaking coldly.

"The Professor's eldest son has neglected his duties. From now on, he will be expelled from Xianyang and will never be able to return -"

Although they were just expelled from Xianyang, this was a signal.

A signal sent by the First Emperor himself!

As the contemporary soul leader of Confucianism, Chunyu Yue has almost become the vane of Confucianism in the court. His departure or stay will inevitably cause an earthquake among many students.

Hei and Zhao Gao, the commander of the CRRC, bowed to accept the order and walked out of the house backwards. Then they turned around and left with cold expressions. From the beginning to the end, they did not exchange a word or look at each other.

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

Finally, Xia Houqie, the personal physician, entered the palace and prescribed a decoction for the First Emperor. When he came out, there was a hint of worry in his expression.

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