Be a sick and weak noble son in Daqin

Under Sun Dajun's gags, the residences of the few people were finally settled. The wine shop was located next to the main street in the center of the city, and there was a row of small courtyards for them to choose from.

The street was too noisy, Wei Ji walked around, and then picked the quietest house, Sun Boling wanted to live next to it, so Gong Shuji was left alone in the courtyard directly behind the restaurant.

Let's not mention his reaction after waking up, anyway, Sun Dajun is happy.

The baby-faced young man pushed the wheelchair around in the yard, and was very satisfied with the new residence. Although it was a bit small, he could immediately find out what delicious food was made next door, and it couldn't be better.

When Prince Ji lived in the palace in Emperor Qiu, those fresh delicacies can only be tasted by those in the palace at the first time. Now, even if Prince Ji forgets him, he can find it by himself if he can smell the taste.

Wei Ji looked at the inexplicable Sun Dajun, who was in a good mood, and turned sideways to their little guard and asked, "Xiao Jia, what's wrong with Mr. Sun?"

Xiao Jia thought for a while, and whispered while the person involved was not there, "Young master, Mr. Sun gave Mr. Gongshu all the remaining chili powder, which caused Mr. Gongshu to have a stomachache all night. Is this a bad thing?" ?”

"It's strange that I have to live next to Mr. Gongshu. It turns out that I am afraid that he will come to seek revenge." Wei Ji laughed out loud, and had nothing to say about Sun Boling's temperament of wanting to make trouble when he has free time.

He is a disabled person who relies on a wheelchair to travel. Not only does he have a good relationship with a craftsman who can repair wheelchairs, but he bullies them like this. Isn't he afraid that the wheelchair will break down one day and no one will repair it for him?

Liyang is no better than Diqiu, except for Gong Shuji, there is no skilled craftsman like Master Lu here.

It has to be said that Sun Dajun is a man.

In Liyang Palace, Qin Gong, who came back from conferring officials to the scholars, sat in the study room, looked at the bamboo slips in his hand and frowned, "Jingjian, there is no one named Wei Yang among the scholars today, I'm afraid that person can't bear it." The state of Qin is poor and has left Liyang long ago."

"Your Majesty, Wei Yang is not such a person." Jing Jian wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain. He met Wei Yang more than once when he was in Wei State. If he was really a person who couldn't bear it, he wouldn't leave the boss. Go to Qin country far away.

Although the King of Wei didn't reuse him, the treatment of the concubine was not bad, and he was more comfortable than living in Qin. There must be other reasons why he didn't appear in the official ceremony today.

Qin Gong waved his hand, and sighed to indicate that he needn't say more, the order to seek talents has been spread in all Shandong countries, and it is a surprise to be able to attract these scholars now, it would be better if that person came, and it would be impossible Can not force.

To be able to be praised by Jing Jian like that should be a useful talent, but it is a pity that people looked down on Qin, and eventually went to other places.

Young Master Qian unloaded his long sword and came to the study. What he saw was the sad faces of the two monarchs and ministers. He poured himself a bowl of water and asked directly, "There is nothing wrong with today's affairs. Why are you all so sad?"

"It's just a pity that I lost my talent. It's not a big deal." Qin Gong rolled up the bamboo slips, looked at the burly man with joyful brows and smiled, "Mr.

"What do you know?" Young Master Qian frowned and stared at him, drank the cold water in the bowl and asked mysteriously, "Who else do you think came to Liyang with Ji'er?"

"But Sun Boling, Mr. Sun?" Supervisor Jing led a team to escort Wei Ji back to the state of Wei, so he naturally knew that Sun Boling would come to Qin with him, so he only tactfully mentioned a name, other than that, he really didn't dare to think of Guiguzi .

When he was in Diqiu, he wished he could live in Mr. Guigu's house, but the old man wouldn't even give him a look, but what if Young Master Ji succeeds when he goes out?

Jing Jian clenched his fists and looked at the son of their parent, only wanting him to say another name. Seeing the reaction of the two, Mr. Qin stood up abruptly and said in disbelief, "Could it be Mr. Guigu?" Did you really come to Qin State?"

After Jing Jian came back, he reported everything that happened on the road. Of course he knew how the crouching tiger hid the dragon in the city of Diqiu. , why would he worry every day that no one under his command is available?

Young Master Qian wanted to give them a surprise at first, but before he could say a few words, both of them guessed it, and poured a bowl of cold water again with a sullen expression, "It is indeed Mr. Guigu and Sun Boling, and you didn't go to the wine shop, how could it be?" Do you know they are all there?"

The latter words are no longer important, the two people present only heard the first half of the sentence, and then they started to circle around excitedly, "Ji'er is indeed my lucky star of Great Qin, and Mr. Guigu's entry into Qin is really a sign of the great prosperity of our Qin Kingdom ah!"

"I didn't expect that son Ji could really convince Mr. Guigu to join Qin. Even if Mr. Guigu does not become an official, it would be a good thing for him to cultivate a few masters in the art of war in Qin." Jing Jian struggled to regain his sanity, and punched him Palm was already a little incoherent, "Mr. Sun Boling's talent is not inferior to Pang Juan's. With these two in Qin, our Qin army is expected to rise."

Mr. Qin said again and again that the elder brother who watched them continue to pour water from the water jug ​​felt a bit resentful, "Brother, Mr. Guigu has already arrived in Liyang, why didn't you invite him to the palace? "

"Calm down, calm down, what are you panicking about?" Gong Ziqian put the bowl on the table, and looked at the happy two people who couldn't find Bei with a sense of superiority in their hearts, "Ji'er and the others just arrived in Liyang today, shouldn't they take a rest and see the guests again?"

Fortunately, in the palace, if outsiders see the two of them like this, Qin Guo's face will be completely lost to them. Seeing how calm he is, the general must have the momentum of a mountain collapse in front of him without changing his face , What kind of words are they all excited like this?

Completely forgetting how excited he was when he heard Guiguzi's name, Young Master Qian scolded the two people in front of him, feeling that the lesson was almost done, then got up and prepared to leave, "Mr. , go tomorrow morning."

Duke Qin: ...

Where did they have such a big face to say that they are not calm?

If he had been an older brother a few years earlier, he wouldn't have been so aggrieved at this moment. Mr. Qin was so angry, even if it was his older brother, he couldn't control his temper and kicked him out right now.

The way this mouth speaks is simply infuriating.

Young Master Qian stood at the door shaking his head and sighing, "I said earlier to be calm, but my temper is still so bad. Fortunately, this is for someone close to me. If I really want to do this in front of Mr. Guigu, I'm afraid he will be scared away when he first arrives." .”

Jing Jian, who was also kicked out, looked at this man inexplicably, opened his mouth and finally said nothing, just shook his head and walked out of the palace gate.

Young Master Qian's ability to live to such a great age without any turmoil depends entirely on the emperor's good temper.

Young Master Qian returned to his mansion in a happy mood, and before he could sit still, he asked someone to bring back the brats who had gone to nowhere. Tomorrow, Quliang went to see Mr. Guigu, and it happened that he took the children to rub meal.

I haven't eaten something made by the people around Ji'er for many days, and I really panic when I mention it.

Not long after, several dolls of about the same age were brought back. The children were playing happily, their faces were still covered with mud, and they were not very happy when they were called back suddenly.

Young Master Qian held the two-year-old boy in his arms, wiped off the mud on his face with his big rough hands, and then laughed out loud as he watched the blushing child, "Si'er, uncle will take you tomorrow morning!" How about some delicious food?"

"Father, Si'er is about to cry, please put him down quickly." Beside her, a five or six-year-old girl did not dare to let her father toss her younger brother, and grabbed his sleeve to snatch him away.

As the oldest child in this generation, Meng Ying is only five or six years old, but she is already used to taking care of her younger siblings. She was the only one who could take care of others in Yongcheng before.

Young Master Qian put down the little doll with flushed cheeks, looked at his calloused hands and said, "Just get used to it, old Qin people are so delicate."

The little prince pursed his lips, heard the meaning of their uncle's words, endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back, threw himself into Meng Ying's arms next to him and cried loudly, "Sister, Si'er, don't stay here. woo woo~"

If you are not obedient, you will be beaten, and if you are obedient, you will be beaten. Don’t bring such a bully to children~

"Si'er is good, let's ignore him." Meng Ying hugged the chubby little baby with great effort, and regardless of his father's reaction, he called on his other siblings and headed out the door in a mighty manner.

Young Master Qian looked at the vigorous and resolute eldest daughter, scratched his head, turned around and asked, "Am I that scary?"

The guards lowered their heads and did not speak. It is not a day or two since their parents and sons have no self-knowledge. As he said just now, just get used to it.

The little prince was raised with several children of the son Qian's family, and came to Liyang together after the situation stabilized this spring, because there were no other children in the palace except him, so Qin Gong continued to hand over his son to them The big brother takes it.

God knows that Young Master Qian doesn't know how to take care of children at all. If it weren't for the family members in the house and a well-behaved and sensible eldest princess Meng Ying, these children would have to run back to the palace crying.

With two tears in his eyes, the little prince stood on the ground aggrieved and said, "Si'er doesn't like that elder brother Ji. Uncle treats him better than Si'er. Si'er is not happy."

The two young masters who were not much older than him also nodded. Although they had never seen the brother Ji that his father was talking about, since Si'er didn't like it, they didn't like it either.

My father didn't usually talk about them, but he mentioned another person he didn't know every day, and they were not happy.

Meng Ying Zhongying was a little hesitant, the younger sisters looked at each other, and felt that the younger brothers seemed to be making trouble for no reason, "Father said that brother Ji is very nice."

The little prince turned his head angrily, "If you don't like it, you don't like it!"

Gong Ziqian looked at the children whispering behind his back from a distance, folded his arms and squeezed his chin, all of them were so energetic, it really was a good idea for him to take care of the children.

Si'er is a little doll who has no one to accompany him in the palace. If Qu Liang took him for two years, he might be able to teach him a little bored gourd. It's better to be at ease by his side.

Wei Ji took a few big shots to settle down not far from the wine shop, completely unaware that because his guess had become a reality, and under the influence of Gong Ziqian, he was no different from a bad guy in the eyes of a few children.

The yard was quickly tidied up, and the few people who had traveled for many days went to rest early and slept until dawn. Gong Shuji woke up in a strange yard with some exhaustion. The bandit took it away.

Oh, bandits and arresters would not arrange such a comfortable room.

The young man who was sleepy drowsily pushed open the far door, looked at the guys who were already busy, and was still a little dazed, and it took a while to find out the person who came with them.

The clerk put down the sack on his shoulder, saw the young man coming out faintly, and hurried up to help him, "Mr. Gongshu, you finally woke up, you slept all day and all night, and if you don't wake up again, the young master wants to prick you with a needle. "

His son's needle made him panic when he saw it, and it looked okay when it was stuck on the rabbit, but what if it was stuck in the wrong place?

Gong Shuji woke up instantly, shook off the goosebumps that appeared on his arms, and asked, "Where is the young master?"

The clerk consciously led the way, pointed to another house not far away and said, "Young master will live there in the future, next to Mr. Sun and Mr. Wang. Because you have been sleeping, Mr. Gongshu, so the young master will directly place you before leaving the wine shop." In the nearest yard."

"Sun! Uncle! Ling!" Gong Shuji gritted his teeth, spit out these three words, let the guy go about his own business, then rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards the courtyard over there.

If that person hadn't tricked him into eating a lot of chili powder, why couldn't he get out of bed for so long?

This time, no matter what you say, you can't make him hide, even if Mr. Guigu is protecting you!

The young man rushed over aggressively and kicked the door open to find the culprit to settle the score. Then he walked around the yard, but he didn't find anyone.

It's obviously a house where people have lived, why is there no one in the morning? Could it be that they knew he would come and hid in advance?

Gong Shuji snorted, put down his sleeves and sat down on the stone bench in the yard with a serious face. He didn't believe that kid Sun Boling could hide and never come back. Even if he didn't come back, Mr. Guigu would always come back.

He said he couldn't beat that kid, wouldn't he sue?

The yard was quiet, and there was no sound other than his breathing. The young man shrugged his nose. After being trained in various delicious dishes along the way, he could smell the sweet and greasy smell in the air very keenly. fragrance.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he got up immediately to go out. Even if the buddy just didn't tell him where Young Master Ji lived now, he could find it accurately just by his smell.

No wonder there is no one in the yard next door. When the young master asks someone to make fresh food, if you don't stare at it, you may not be able to eat it in the blink of an eye.

Before Wei Ji went to sleep last night, he asked someone to soak Jiangmi in cold water. Young Master Qian said yesterday that he would come to visit again. Hearing so much from him, he might bring the children of the house with him today.

With the reputation of Mr. Guigu, it is not uncommon for Duke Qin to come here in person, and it would be more cost-effective to add Sun Boling, but it is a bit strange to hear that Wei Yang entered Qin Dynasty before, but now there is no news.

Wei Yang did not walk as a disciple of Guiguzi when he was outside. When he was a middle-class son in Wei State, he was not well-known because the King of Wei refused to reuse him. He did not take the initiative to stand up.

But these are not important, as long as he is in Qin, he will come out sooner or later, and the food that is about to be prepared is more important now.

Wei Ji thought that Young Master Qian would bring the children here, and there happened to be Jiangmi by his side, so he was going to make some glutinous rice cakes. He brought a lot of brown sugar cubes from Diqiu before. Brown sugar glutinous rice cakes are not only liked by children, but also by adults. But its charm.

This thing is very simple to make, and the raw materials are easy to find. Jiangmi is actually glutinous rice, but it is called differently in the south and the north. The northerners call it Jiangmi because it is inevitable that this thing grows in the Yangtze River. In the south, it is because of its soft taste. Glutinous, so it is called glutinous rice, and the different names are actually the same thing.

The glutinous rice soaked overnight is directly steamed, then put into a mortar and pounded with a pestle into a sticky and soft paste, and the paste is pulled into small balls and you're done.

This time I specially brought several iron pots of different sizes from Diqiu. When pulling the balls, I fried the soybeans and ground them into soybean powder. Then I used a small pot to boil the brown sugar and water to make a thick soup. The glutinous rice dumplings were rolled in the soybean powder. Make a circle, and then drizzle with brown sugar juice, the taste is indescribable.

Wei Ji put the prepared brown sugar glutinous rice cakes on the stone table, thinking that there are many people here, so he made a lot of dishes.

Sun Boling sat in the wheelchair with eyes full of anticipation. Seeing that their young master was still busy, even though his mouth was drooling, he was too embarrassed to act first.

"Gentlemen can eat first, you don't have to wait for me." Wei Ji stood in front of the stove talking to the cook, and said something to Mr. Wang Xu and Sun Boling from a distance, then turned around and continued, "This method is simple, Mr. Elder There are children in the house, if you have time, you can go there, the cooks in the house should be able to learn it soon."

"Young master, don't worry, although the old knife can't do anything, but it's so simple, it's okay." The cook of the restaurant scratched his head and turned around. They used to be soldiers under Gongziqian's command, and they had a good relationship in private.

The baby-faced young man first handed a pair of chopsticks to their teacher, and then excitedly looked at the cute little dumplings wrapped in soybean flour, and imagined how good the taste was before he even started eating them.

However, he hadn't even started to eat yet, and an angry shout from outside the door made him bite his chopsticks and push the wheelchair to hide behind the old man, "Teacher, save me."

Mr. Wang Xu squinted his eyes to feel the soft and grainy brown sugar glutinous rice cakes in his mouth, and moved the small bowl to the side, letting the apprentice stand alone in the wheelchair without any intention of intervening.

He found things to bully others by himself, and now that the sufferer has come, he, as a teacher, can't be unreasonable and biased towards his apprentices.

The baby-faced young man looked dumbfounded at the old man who left with the food, the corners of his mouth twitched and he didn't know what to say. Seeing Gong Shuju approaching aggressively, he couldn't run or say anything, and finally he could only pick up another Pan Ciba flatteringly said, "Mr. Gongshu is awake, come and taste the new food made by the young master."

Gong Shuji looked at this person condescendingly, and said with a straight face and no expression, "Is there any chili powder in it?"

The smile on Sun Boling's face remained unchanged, and he defended himself solemnly, "Mr. Boling can't stand the taste of chili powder, just make a mistake once, and never make it again in the future."

Gong Shuji: I believe you are a ghost!

"The glutinous rice cakes are sweet, Mr. Gongshu is safe to eat." Wei Ji held back a smile and came over, picked up a plate of glutinous rice cakes poured with brown sugar juice, and put one in his mouth with chopsticks, to show that there was really no chili in it .

"My lord is laughing at you." Gong Shuji cupped his hands and bowed politely, and stopped talking to the baby-faced young man who wanted to talk, he squeezed his belly and went to eat by himself.

"Self-inflicted crimes, you can't live." Mr. Wang Xu finished eating a plate of glutinous rice cakes slowly, put the plate back, patted his apprentice on the shoulder, greeted Wei Ji, and walked out of the courtyard leisurely.

Sun Boling: Dear teacher!This is how my dear teacher treats his poorest and most helpless student? !

Wei Ji looked amused, thinking that the time was almost up, so he simply asked him to bring something back to eat. Gong Shuji was too embarrassed to disturb him for too long, and he wanted to leave after seeing Sun Boling leave.

It's different now than when he was on his way. No matter how approachable the son is, he is still the son of a country, and he can't always be so presumptuous.

"Sir, the Qin Guild is here today. If you can, you can sit in Mr. Sun's yard for a while, so as not to run around later." Wei Ji swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth and said.

Gong Shuju stood there in shock, "Is it so fast?"

He thought that it would take a long time to see Duke Qin after he came to Qin, even if he was recommended by the prince, it would be the same. He has never seen a monarch treat craftsmen with such courtesy.

Wei Ji nodded to reassure the man, and just as he sent him to the door, he faintly heard Gongziqian's voice. The handsome young man turned around and saw Qin Guo with a few little dolls hanging on his body. The man couldn't help laughing out loud.

The children whispered that they didn't like that brother Ji, and they were well-behaved along the way, and they started crying and making noise as soon as they got off the carriage, as if they had been wronged so much.

Young Master Qian had never seen this scene before, and the eldest daughter who could control the wild boys didn't follow, and he couldn't even walk for a while because of the boys on him.

He was holding one in his arms, and two were wrapped around his legs. In order not to hurt the child, he dared not walk even if he could.

Wei Ji finally understood why this man said that the children in the family were skinny, so he said that it was great that he dared to make jokes about him.

The young man went back to bring a plate of brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, walked to the side of the carriage with chopsticks, looked at the little doll who had no tears but was crying at the top of his throat, and said warmly, "Don't cry, come down and have some snacks."

The little prince stopped crying, smelled the sweet smell and quietly opened one eye, and was about to turn his head to show that he would not be bribed by a few bites, but when he saw the young man with clear eyebrows and moist eyes like a fairy descending from the earth, he instantly turned his head away. Forget all the good things you said before.

"Ji... Brother Ji?"

Woooo~ Uncle, let go~ Brother Ji looks good~ Don't hate Brother Ji, Si'er!

The little prince opened his eyes wide and looked at the young man standing beside him, his black grape-like eyes seemed to twinkle with little stars, "Uncle, uncle, Si'er is going down!"

"I can't walk when I see food. It's just like when you were a child." Gong Ziqian put down the naughty doll, shook his legs and looked at the two sons hanging on it, "You two, don't you still Give up?"

The two young masters looked at each other, they discussed with the younger brother on the carriage and after getting out of the carriage, they hugged his father and began to cry desperately, why did the younger brother make a fuss to get off before crying twice?

The author has something to say: Prince Si (righteous): Brother Ji looks good!