Da Qin: the Identity of My Eldest Son Has Been Discovered

After making the porridge again, I have been waiting outside the door.

When he saw the familiar tall and straight figure, he was almost not excited and threw himself into the opponent's arms.

But thinking of his identity, he stopped in time.

Qin Xuan looked at the pretty face beside him, and reached out to wipe away the tears on his smooth face.

He smiled and said, "Why are you crying, isn't the young master back safely?"

It was the first time for Qingzhu to be touched on the cheek, and a blush rose on her pretty face.

Shyly said in a low voice: "Young Master, this servant has just cooked meat porridge, so here's a bowl for you."

Qin Xuan rubbed his stomach, his eyes lit up: "Send them up soon, the young master has been hungry all night, and now he can eat a sheep!"

A flash of distress flashed in Qingzhu's beautiful eyes, and she said with a smile: "Young master, go change your clothes first, and I'll send you to your room right away!"

After speaking, he happily ran to the kitchen.

Qingzhu is a slave, even if beaten to death by the master, no one cares about her.

Originally, she had been desperate in this life, but she never expected to meet a young master who treated her sincerely.

In her heart, the young master is the sky!

Now seeing the young master who was sincerely good to me return safely, he is naturally extremely happy.

Qin Xuan looked at the pretty background, bouncing around with slender legs.

Subconsciously, he touched something hidden in his clothes.

The corners of his lips were raised, and his narrowed eyes showed anticipation.

……

After enjoying a meal of meat porridge served by the pretty maid, she took a nice nap.

When I opened my eyes again, I felt refreshed.

Although I only slept for two hours, I recovered a lot of energy.

If you sleep more, you may have insomnia at night.

Qin Xuan got up and walked to the table, poured a glass of water and drank it down.

Sitting on the high stool, he took out the melee combat drawing and put it on the table.

There is some expectation in my heart.

When the training of a hundred guards is completed, it will definitely be a special combat force capable of defeating the enemy!

Touching the newly made red sandalwood table, his face showed satisfaction.

I complained secretly in my heart: I saw some people on some forums say that rosewood was brought back from Zheng He's voyages to the West.

In fact, as early as the Shang and Zhou dynasties, it had been used as a material for the shafts and high-quality court furniture.

However, Daqin mostly refers to small leaf red sandalwood as sandalwood red sandalwood.

Small-leaf red sandalwood is the king of wood species, and most of the finely carved heavy vessels are for the royal family.

The material of these rosewood furniture in the house was rewarded by the emperor!

Otherwise, even if there is a way to get it, I would not dare to make it into furniture openly.

For those who are used to high-back chairs, sitting on their knees is like suffering!

In order to sit comfortably, these furniture are made by artisans at high prices.

It doesn't matter whether it is extravagant or not, why not enjoy it when you have money.

In his original time and space, scientific researchers would be scolded for hot searches even if they used famous brands.

Qin Xuan scoffed at this, who stipulated that scientific researchers cannot use famous brands?

Having said that, buying things with your own salary is freedom.

Those actors and exploiters drive luxury cars and live in luxury houses, and they all knelt down and called daddy.

Why do scientific research talents have to suffer from poverty when ordinary people can earn [-] to [-] a month?

If a country's scientific research talents are poor enough to wear patched clothes, that would be a tragedy!

Qin Xuan had only two words to describe those trolls: brain damage!

These things in the house were rewarded by the emperor, so they can be used with peace of mind, and they are not afraid of being criticized by the so-called scholars of the world.

If any great Confucian criticizes himself for the sake of becoming famous, he will dare to bring someone to break his legs tomorrow!

Qin Xuan sat on the chair and closed his eyes.

Stabilize your mind and get rid of distracting thoughts in your mind.

Shen Sheng said: "Qingzhu!"

"Master~!"

Qingzhu, who was waiting outside the door, heard the call, and gently pushed the door and entered.