Be a sick and weak noble son in Daqin

Meng Ke looked at Wei Ji who was flipping through the bamboo slips from the beginning without changing his face, curled his lips and pulled Zhuang Zhou out from behind the bookshelf, sighed and sat down in front of the desk, as if he hadn't said anything just now, he was afraid to say anything again Going down, this kid can bury himself in the pile of bamboo slips.

Wei Ji patiently read all the words on the several scrolls of bamboo slips. Although he could recite the whole text by himself, when he saw the articles written by the master himself, his mood would always be different from when he was reciting.

This is Wang Yang's masterpiece of Zhuangzi, who is full of manners and manners. I didn't expect that he would appear in this world so early. A genius is a genius, no matter how young you are, you can't take your eyes off it.

"Zhou, son, why do you like your articles so much? I'm obviously good at writing, but the teacher always praises me. Why don't you look down on me?" Sighing with a straight face, he picked the bamboo slips on the desk for a long time, but he couldn't pick out a good one, so he curled his lips and lay there motionless.

The enthusiasm on Zhuang Zhou's face had faded, and he was not annoyed when he said that. He just pursed his lips and smiled, "Young master and teacher have different preferences. If you have a confidant in life, you will be lucky in life."

"Just know how to stimulate me, do you know how to write the four words that a confidant is hard to find?" Meng Ke lay there muttering, turned to look at Mr. Wen Run next to him, and found that he had put the bamboo slips down, paused and then Turn your head to the other side.

I saw that the eyes of the young boy who had almost never shown youthful vigor were shining, and the corners of his lips were raised in a very happy tone, "People who have a confidant naturally don't know how to write that it is hard to find a confidant."

Meng Ke: ...

The future Yasheng covered his chest with one hand, and looked at his little friend who was suddenly sharp-tongued and fierce, his lips trembled and he didn't know what to say.

Has he fallen to the point of being bullied like this?

The two looked at each other, Meng Ke stared at him for a long time, and then began to groan, "I don't know who wants to sleep with the bamboo slips in their arms every day. It can be tangled up for days."

"Also...nor..." Xiao Zhuangzhou's face flushed again, and he was about to explain in a stuttering manner. He would not take out the article written after struggling for several days. Such an article was too deliberate, and only aura Only the articles completed in one go after flashing will be brought to the young master, Meng Ke is talking nonsense.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, are you hungry?" Wei Ji felt that he was old and stable. Although it was fun to listen to the bickering of two teenagers who were not as old as him, but he just stayed at the Huimeng TV in the morning, and now he just finished watching it. "Kun is so big that it can't be stewed in one pot", "Peng is so big that you need two barbecue racks", your mind is full of grilled fish, stewed fish, fried fish and various fish. Even if you don't have Kunpeng, you can have crucian carp, grass carp and any fish He doesn't dislike it.

Meng Ke and Zhuang Zhou stayed in the mansion and didn't go out, so they didn't feel hungry at the moment, but their young masters spoke up, so naturally they had to ask the cook to prepare the food and bring it over.

It's rare for the son to come out once, so he can't starve people.

Wei Ji thought about eating fish and meat at eighteen, and when the two people next to him nodded, he asked his brother and Mr. Zijing if they wanted to eat. After all, they were in their house, so they couldn't be too domineering.

After he finished talking with his servants, he looked at Zhuang Zhou and Meng Ke who were huddled together and didn't know what to say, and asked earnestly with his eyes full of thoughts, "Little Zhuang Zhou, the Kunpeng is so big, if you catch it and roast it, how big will it be?" Can the grill be put down?"

Zhuang Zhou: ...

Meng Ke: ...

Both of them were stunned by this question. They never expected that the young master Ji, who seemed to be in the light of the wind, the moon, the dew, and the wind, would ask such a question.

So, if there is such a creature as the Kunpeng, one is enough to fill the stomachs of a city, right?

Meng Ke and Zhuang Zhou looked at each other in dismay, horrified to find that their thoughts had been misled by that question, no, Kunpeng is fine in Beihai, why did he catch him and eat him?

Wei Ji was amused by their bewildered expressions, so he asked the cook to tell the cook that he wanted to eat fish later, and then he looked at the two teenagers who would be famous forever in the future and smiled happily.

In the past two years, the types of delicacies in Weiguo have exploded. The aristocratic families are not short of money, and they can find all kinds of expensive things. Not enough, they can also figure out all kinds of things to replace.

Wei Gong and Kong Ji didn't finish their business, let the young ones continue to do whatever they wanted, and then continued to persuade Mr. Zijing who had followed the rules all his life and refused to take any risks.

Qin Zhao Huimeng, Wei Guo, as the host, must hold up the pomp and circumstance that others should have. Others can be kept in the dark, and Xiangguo must be an insider.

The grey-haired Confucian descendant looked at their lord, refused to let go of what he said, and detained Zhao Hou in Qi Yilai in exchange for the Acropolis that was taken away by Zhao Guo before. This idea was thanks to him.

What kind of ecstasy soup did Duke Qin pour their family lord into, why did he insist on taking this risk?

Duke Wei looked at Mr. Xiangguo who closed his eyes and refused to speak, and sighed, "Sir, Weiguo has been bullied for a long time. If the widow is not tough, Xi'er will succeed in the future, and the world will become more and more turbulent." If it is severe, I am afraid that Weiguo will not even be able to keep its current territory."

Kong Ji opened his eyes unhurriedly, looked at the sad-faced king of a country, and said directly without giving any face, "Your Majesty, this old man said this when he was enthroned, do you still remember how he replied at that time?" ?”

Wei Gong's body froze, and he quickly adjusted his expression by straightening his sleeves, "Did you say that, sir?"

"Your Majesty has always had a good memory, really don't you remember?" Kong Ji smiled kindly, but the words he said were not so kind, "Your Majesty said at that time that the country of Wei had fallen into such a state, and let them fight for the hegemony among the nations. , we just need to close the door and live our lives.”

Duke Wei took a sip of his saliva in embarrassment, put down the quilt, and said righteously, "I was young and ignorant back then, but now I want to survive the turmoil, so I hope you can help me."

"Your Majesty!" Kong Ji finally couldn't hold back his self-restraint, and his beard was about to burst into flames, "You want to comfort Old Master Wei, but if you do that kind of thing during the alliance, what will it do to Wei Guo in the future? "

"It turns out that this is what you're worried about." Duke Wei was taken aback for a moment, and he quickly explained with a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, Mr. Weiguo won't be involved at that time. We only need to be present, and Duke Qin will take care of everything else."

They were just innocent bystanders who were frightened. If the monarchs of Qin and Zhao had a violent temper and disagreed with each other, what did it matter to them to defend the country?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are definitely victims!

"The guards won't get involved?" Kong Ji frowned slightly, glanced at their family's determined monarch who wanted to do something with Qin, then sat back and muttered, "Yes, both Qin Bing and Zhao Bing It was trained by Rong Di, and our soldiers will only add to the chaos if they mix in, and it is normal not to mix in."

"Since Mr. has no objection, then the matter is settled." Wei Gong drank the tea in his cup, and cut off his refusal without waiting for him to say anything.

Kong Ji's brows that had just been loosened were frowned again. Now he feels that their monarch's disposition of respecting etiquette and law-abiding in the past few years is getting worse and farther away. After careful consideration, it doesn't look like he brought it out, but it seems like he was brought out by Wang Xu. That old stuff taught it the same way.

He has been run over by that old thing all his life, and when he gets old, even the temperament of his assistant Jun Shang is more like him, what is the reason?

The gray-haired old man sighed again, but fortunately, at least his temperament is not easy to be bullied. Prince Xi is exactly the same as their monarchs. There are two generations and three people in the office. The style of a gentleman was snatched away by Wang Xu, that old bastard. Fate tricks people.

Sighing is sighing, what should be said is still to be said, their Wei State is different from Qin State, Qin Gong can send troops without saying anything, but they can't, weak countries have to learn to think twice before acting.

In the study, the two were discussing serious matters, and the other side was not so serious. With a pen in his hand, Wei Ji wrote down the fish and meat recipes he could think of on the bamboo slips one by one. The taste and appearance of the dishes were narrated, and the two teenagers who were not hungry at first were also drooling while clutching their stomachs.

Sweet and sour fish that is tender and tender on the outside, sweet and sour fish on the inside, braised fish with fresh meat and attractive color, fish fillet soup with rich soup and excellent flavor, and other pickled fish, steamed fish, boiled fish vermicelli, catfish, green pepper, hairy fish, pine nut eggplant fish, Regardless of where the name came from, it sounds very imaginative, but they still can't eat it, which is very torturous.

Meng Ke looked at the handsome young man who was about to cry without tears, and finally couldn't help but slapped Zhuang Zhou on the head again, "Next time you dare to write an article that can be associated with food, The two of us broke up."

Zhuang Zhou covered his head and looked over expressionlessly, "Did you think of food when you read the article before Young Master?"

Meng Ke: Not really.

"I don't care. In short, you are not allowed to write about Kun, Peng, or fish in the future." Furious and angry, the future Yasheng said fiercely with his eyes rounded, lowered his voice and waved his fists. one thing.

Wei Ji put down his pen, put the bamboo slips aside to dry, and then continued gently, "I don't know if you have heard this saying, everything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, and swims in the water, everything can come down." pot."

As the handful at the top of the food chain, the people of the Great Heavenly Dynasty can eat everything in the world, and there is nothing that cannot be included in the recipe. According to him, Zhuang Zhou will not need to write articles in the future.

Meng Ke clutched his growling stomach, looked at the young master whose smile became more and more scorching, and finally gave up on himself and stopped resisting, "I want to eat fish, grilled fish, steamed fish, braised fish in braised sauce, there is no barbecue giant kun, fish can satisfy my cravings .”

"There is no grilled fish, steamed fish, braised fish, but there is sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour, you children should like it." Wei Ji also gave up this funny method of hurting the enemy eight hundred and self-defeating one thousand, counting the time and waiting. Follow the kitchen to prepare the meals and send them over.

The cooks in this mansion were brought from Diqiu. Xiangguo’s cooks are no worse than those in the palace. White granulated sugar made from discolored brown sugar can already appear on noble tables, plus the sweet and sour sauce they researched...

Oops, I shouldn't have thought so much just now, what should I do if I'm even more hungry?

The author has something to say: Meng Ke (crying): I am such a miserable child.