Good Life in Qin Dynasty

"Why?" The two younger brothers were astonished, especially Wang Botian, this trick was so useful, he had been hiding it all the time, and finally offered it, but the elder brother rejected it.

"Then Lijiazhuang, the neighbors are unreliable!" Wang Zhongtian said with a depressed face, "I also wanted to do it, but I sent people out and walked for a day to find a small village. The distance has long exceeded the range of 'neighbors' !"

Wang Botian was even more depressed when he heard the words. He thought he knew it himself. After hearing what his elder brother said, he already knew this method. Sigh, do you really have to kneel all the time?

"My servant... my servant... my servant..." the boss Wang Zhongtian muttered these two words.

The first snow fell, and it was very heavy, and the world turned white in an instant.

Li Jiyang had a great time compiling the books. The trips to and from Xianyang City depended on people riding horses. The ox carts were too slow to sit in. Riding horses was much faster, but horses are precious things, and there are good food to feed them back and forth.

Gao Zhan also came a few times, Li Jiyang asked him to bring a lot of things, and sent letters back and forth, how is the eldest son?How is Mrs. Zhao Ji?What happened to patriotism?

Of course, a few more things were added this time: How is Lu Buwei?What happened to Wang Xiang's family?

"The Wang family is very quiet these days, and I don't see anything wrong; the lord is very happy these days. This autumn has a bumper harvest, and this winter has just begun. The army has ceased fighting, and everyone wants to rest; Mrs. Wang Jiao and Mr. Cheng Jiao Little tricks keep coming, but Mrs. Zhao Ji can handle it too."

"How is the eldest son?" Why didn't the most important person say anything.

"Okay, the eldest son is well. I heard that the lord ordered people to prepare for the canonization of the crown prince. It is estimated that our eldest son will be crowned as the crown prince!" Gao Zhan said, his face was flushed.

Li Jiyang frowned when he heard this. There is no detailed record in history as to whether Qin Shihuang was made the crown prince by King Zhuang Xiang.

But according to his analysis, he was not established as the prince.

First, it was naturally because King Zhuang Xiang did not expect that he would die after only three years as the king.

Second, Yingzheng is still young and has not yet grown up.

Third, with Cheng Jiao around, the position of crown prince did not fall to Ying Zheng so easily.

These three points are, although King Zhuang Xiang will establish a crown prince, it is definitely not now. If he can live, Ying Zheng will definitely be established as a crown prince when he becomes an adult.

"This matter is a bit strange." Li Jiyang analyzed it with him, and Gao Zhan's face turned pale after hearing about it.

"Why?" Gao Zhan really didn't understand: "But the king personally ordered..."

"Order by yourself?" Li Jiyang asked him: "You heard the order from the lord with your own ears, and you made preparations because you want to establish a crown prince?"

"...That's...not...." Gao Zhan thought about it, but he really didn't: "The king just asked people to prepare sacrifices, the crown prince sealed the letter and cleaned up the East Palace..."

"I'll take you to meet Mr. Gan." Li Jiyang also introduced Gao Zhan's affairs to Mr. Gan by the way.

Yang Feiying belonged to Mr. Gan, and Gao Zhan's affairs were also handled by him. Li Jiyang just gave things and money, and occasionally helped them when they were about to stray.

With Gan Jing as the think tank, a few words made Gao Zhan honest, and he never dared to mention the matter of the crown prince again.

After returning to Xianyang City with his things, Yingzheng's contacts immediately became dormant. He was not frivolous. Yingzheng studied hard, practiced martial arts diligently, and was a dutiful son, making peace every morning and evening.

When it was freezing, Lijiazhuang began to slaughter chickens and ducks. When Li Jiyang saw them plucking their feathers, he asked them to leave the fluff, wash it with water and incense, and use good fabrics to make a duvet!

"Down quilt?" Gan Jing touched the thing and said in surprise, "It's so light!"

"But the heat preservation effect is good." Li Jiyang said triumphantly: "I have already had seven beds made."

"Seven beds?" Gan Jing was stunned.

"Five big ones, two small ones, one big one for the husband, one small one for Gan Luo, one big one for the king, one big one for Mrs. Zhao Ji, and one Give the younger one to Li Xin. There are two remaining beds, one for me and one for the eldest son." Li Jiyang has already arranged it.

Now Lijiazhuang has a large population, there are pregnant women, parturients, and babies, so there are many chickens, ducks, and geese to feed. Taking advantage of the freezing weather, Li Jiyang has people kill many of them, cut them into lumps, and want to eat Time to melt into a lump.

Pregnant women have one chicken, one goose, one duck, two catties of beef, and five catties of mutton every month. The pregnant women add three chickens and three catties of red dates.

After the babies were weaned, when they were eating complementary food, there was a small stove to cook food for them alone, hot milk, custard, and meat soup in turn, and Li Xin and Xiao Lixin stirred the spoon in the same pot.

After slaughtering so many chickens, ducks and geese, only seven duvets were obtained, and there was not one more!

"Then give it away!" Gan Jing touched the duvet, smiled lightly, and was in a very good mood.

In order not to let the quilt see through, Li Jiyang used the best cloth, which didn't exist in this time and space. The things were simple but luxurious.

When the things were delivered to the palace, Zhao Ji fell in love with them immediately: "It's light and soft, it really is a good thing!"

Yingzheng personally sent it to King Zhuang Xiang: "Xiaoyang said that he was worried that his father would be cold in winter, and he didn't have any particularly good things at home, so he thought of a way to make a duvet with goose down for you to rest on." Time to lay."

"Oh? Down quilt?" King Zhuang Xiang became interested.

As mentioned earlier, King Zhuang Xiang has suffered enough. Now that he is the lord of the country, although he wants to live a simple life, he really wants to enjoy it. The set of "low-key luxury" that Li Jiyang handed over to Zhao Ji really makes him like it , now Li Jiyang gave him another surprise.

"Yes, the duvet. My mother also has a bed. It is said that she likes it very much!" Ying Zheng followed into the bedroom with the fluffy duvet in his arms: "I will lay it down for you."

"You are the eldest son, why do these things." King Zhuang Xiang was not very happy.

"Before the eldest son, it was your son first. The son hasn't returned for many years. What's the point of laying a bed for his father?" Ying Zheng kept his subordinates.

King Zhuang Xiang was really happy, and commanded the maids and servants who came in: "What are you still doing, hurry up and help the eldest son."

"No!" All the servants and maids stepped forward to help, and the pavement was quickly done.

The one given to Yingzheng was two cents thinner than the king's, but it was made of better materials. It was just inside, not outside, and it even brought a small pillow.

I didn't dare to bring it to the king, because the king's pillows are all specially made...

The down quilt has become the new favorite in the palace, Mrs. Wang Jiao also made a bed for the king, and it turned out to be fluffy and fluffy!

The lord made a fuzzy face!

"It's unreasonable!" King Zhuang Xiang was furious: "Let Madam Wang Jiao be honest, and be confined for three months and not allowed to step out of the palace gate!"

"No!" The servant immediately went to convey the king's words.

Wang Jiao originally thought that even if she couldn't attract the lord, she could still show her face in front of the lord. She was still under confinement and couldn't go out. She spent a lot of money on management, and she had a son. She was loved by the lord. , can always earn back.

"Your Majesty ordered Mrs. Wang Jiao to be more honest, and she will be confined for three months as a punishment!" The servant's voice was so loud that the echo could be heard throughout the palace.

Mrs. Wang Jiao passed out at that time!

angry!

She heard that Zhao Ji didn't make a duvet for the king, so she took the lead. For this, she spent a huge amount of money, and she was banned for three months!

In two more months, it will be New Year's Eve!

Every New Year's Eve is a big day!

It is said that a batch of pottery was exchanged for Mrs. Wang Jiao's palace, and His Royal Highness Cheng Jiao also beat up many servants and maids.

However, Zhao Ji calmed down King Zhuang Xiang in the palace: "Sister Wang just wanted to please you, but she didn't please you, and made you angry instead. She didn't mean it, maybe she just wanted to show off and attract your attention."

"Bringing the widow's idea, it won't make the hall full of fluff!" Thinking of the smell of pheasant feathers made Zhuang Xiang even more depressed.

What Xiaoyang sent was fragrant and soft, while what Wang Jiao sent was stinky!

"Calm down, calm down." Zhao Ji patted his chest.

"I thought this duvet was very useful, and I thought about getting some for the army!" King Zhuang Xiang was frustrated again.

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Zhao Ji said angrily, "I heard from Zheng'er that this thing is not easy to handle. A pheasant or a goose only has a little fluff. It needs to be deodorized and the cloth can't handle it." Through the hair, Xiaoyang’s kid spent half the winter to get a little bit of it. The best goose down is for you to make a duvet, and the pheasant down is for my concubine. Even Zheng’er’s is only duck down. He gave it to himself. Or use the rest of these three items to make a small one and give it to his little nephew. Do you still want to give such a troublesome thing to the army? You just want to reward your ministers, but it’s not enough, unless From next year onwards, let the dining room in the palace store feathers."

"Then what about Xiaoyang...?" Since it was so difficult, how did Li Jiyang make so many?

"The child was kind-hearted, and he married a servant. As a result, there were many pregnant women who needed to make up for their bodies. He didn't lack that little money, so he made up for them and killed a lot of things." Mrs. Zhao Ji snuggled up to her. In his arms: "Back then in the State of Zhao, after my concubine gave birth, the lord made chicken soup for my concubine!"

"Yeah, at that time, if the widows don't do it, who will do it?" There is not even a servant to serve.

"You are a son of a country, how can you know how to work in the kitchen?" Zhao Ji thumped him lightly: "You didn't even take out the internal organs, but you knew how to scald your hair with boiling water."

Thinking of this, King Zhuang Xiang also laughed: "At that time, I only knew how to eat, how could I know how to cook it!"

"I don't know how to add salt yet, but it's the best pheasant I've ever eaten." Thinking of the taste at that time, Zhao Ji actually felt a little nauseous, but she couldn't vomit because her body needed it, so she ate it with nausea It was very clean.

After several hours of eating, she was able to feed her son Yingzheng with milk.

"It was not good at that time, the craftsmanship was not good, someday, I will make you a meal, it is guaranteed to be better than that time!" King Zhuang Xiang thought of his joy at that time, and his mood improved a lot.

He has a son, and he has been a hostage in Zhao Guo for so many years, he was the happiest that day!

"Really?" Zhao Ji smiled like a flower: "At this time, Zheng'er can eat and drink. You, father and king, don't cook well, and my concubine will throw it to your son!"

"Okay, if it's not delicious, give it to Zheng'er, and the widow won't eat it either!" King Zhuang Xiang hugged Zhao Ji, and they both laughed happily.

On one side he was happy, on the other side Cheng Jiao was about to vomit to death, and he was displeased when he heard the uncles begging to see him, but after the two uncles said something to him, he seemed to be much happier.

It's just that when they were talking, they didn't allow people to come close to serve them, and they didn't know what they were talking about. Ying Zheng passed the news to Li Jiyang.

"What does this mean?" Li Jiyang scratched his head: "It's already winter, can we still make trouble?"

"You want to be safe, but others may not." Gan Jing burned the bamboo slips that conveyed the message to ashes on the stove.

"Who knows!" Li Jiyang also told the old housekeeper to pay more attention when he went out, especially the gate, don't let anyone he doesn't know come in.

"Don't worry, this is the outskirts of Xianyang City. Anyone who dares to fight here is looking for death!" Gan Jing saw it clearly: "At most, they sent some servants over to make trouble. Now that you are favored by the king, they don't even care about this." dare not."

"Oh." Li Jiyang was relieved, but the old housekeeper still made people stare at the door.

Gao Zhanshi also came twice, but in winter, there were few people going out, and they were in a hurry. Besides delivering news, he was a courier for Li Jiyang, delivering things in the palace.

As time goes by, New Year's Eve will come soon.