Mrs. Qin Xiangguo

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The processed whole chicken is smeared with soy sauce, steamed wine and salt, then wrapped with fresh lotus leaf bag and mud, and stuffed into the soil.

At the same time, Zhao Weizhen also washed the yam and taro, and threw them into the fire pit with charcoal.

Xiao Yingzheng looked at Zhao Weizhen's busy figure almost numbly.

When Mr. Pingyuan led people to surround the Zhao Mansion, Xiao Yingzheng's months of happy and innocent dreams were completely shattered.

The carefree time spent in class with Mrs. Wei Zhen almost made Ying Zheng forget that he was a proton who could be threatened at any time in Zhao State.

The scene of Mrs. Weizhen rushing into the Zhao Mansion in a hurry and kneeling directly on the ground was engraved in Yingzheng's heart like a brand.

Not reconciled.

His mind was full of these three words.

Why does he have to be bullied and act according to the eyes of others?Why should any Zhao person be able to control his life and death? Why should his mother, grandfather, and Mrs. Weizhen all be humble and bow down to those who despise them for him?

Ying Zheng was not reconciled.

Looking at the panic-stricken mother and Zhao Weizhen's busy schedule, the boy secretly clenched his fists.

If he grows up, he must—

"OK OK!"

"Madam, can this really work? I think... it's hot!"

A flurry of shouts brought Ying Zheng, who was secretly immersed in emotion, back to reality.

He raised his head, and Zhao Weizhen walked up to Ying Zheng.

"Mr. Zheng." She asked with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

Ying Zheng shook his head instinctively, but his stomach grunted uncontrollably.

The little boy's ears turned red immediately.

Zhao Weizhen didn't seem to be taking refuge at all, and raised the corners of his mouth unscrupulously: "Come on, the roast chicken should be cooked, leave a chicken leg for you to eat!"

Of course she could see that Xiao Yingzheng was in a bad mood.

In all fairness, everyone would be in a bad mood when he was living a good life and suddenly his house was surrounded by soldiers.What's more, Xiao Yingzheng's thoughts are very heavy. Seeing his drooping face, Zhao Weizhen must have thought of something unfortunate.

But Ying Zheng didn't say anything, and she didn't ask.

Zhao Weizhen has a better solution—food.

The world is big, is there anything more comforting than filling the stomach?

She led Ying Zheng by the hand, and called the frightened Zhao Ji over.The three of them formed a circle in front of the fire pit, and Wei Xing, following Zhao Weizhen's order, took out the dirt bag from the fire pit.

After being roasted at high temperature, the soft slime has completely dried out and turned into a hard and brittle shell.Wei Xing tapped the stone lightly, and the soil shattered in response.

Zhao Weizhen peeled off the lotus leaves carefully, and in an instant, the fragrance rushed to his face.

The aroma of meat is rich, the aroma of soy sauce is fresh, the smell of charcoal grilling and the smell of wine complement each other, and there is a layer of plant aroma of lotus leaf mixed in it. Just this smell immediately swept away the haze and fear in everyone's heart.

"My mother is here."

Wei Xing was speechless while swallowing, "It's too fragrant, ma'am, what if King Zhao's pursuers come over smelling the fragrance?"

Zhao Weizhen couldn't help laughing: "Stop talking nonsense and bring chopsticks."

She inserted a chopstick ( ) into the position of the chicken thigh, and the chopstick pierced the honey-yellow skin of the chicken. ( ) on the tender chicken, shaking to the point of dripping.

Zhao Weizhen: "..."

Not to mention Wei Xing, even a person like her who ate roast chicken in real life was getting hungry!

"Come on, Mr. Zheng."

Without further ado, Zhao Weizhen tore off a whole chicken leg and stuffed it to Ying Zheng.

Xiao Yingzheng was in a mess all day and was already very hungry. Under the strong fragrance, his attention was completely diverted to the food.

Taking the chicken leg from Zhao Weizhen, Ying Zheng carefully took a bite.

So hot!

Also delicious!

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up.

Most of the chicken I ate in the past only had a salty taste, and it was always hard and woody, with no chew.But Mrs. Wei Zhen's grilled chicken was different. Before he bit hard, a large piece of meat was easily squeezed off the bone, which was enough to see how tender it was.

Moreover, this meat not only has a salty taste, but also has a unique bean sauce fragrance, which is similar to the pot made by Mrs. Weizhen last time, but it is more mellow, and it also brings out the deliciousness of the roast chicken itself.

After a few mouthfuls of chicken legs entered his belly, Ying Zheng felt warm in his heart and stomach.

The delicious food dispelled fear and worry, and he didn't want to waste Mrs. Weizhen's intentions. Ying Zheng put aside his thoughts and started to eat seriously.

Seeing Ying Zheng's frowning eyebrows slowly ease, Zhao Weizhen felt relieved.

She gave another chicken leg to Zhao Ji: "You eat some too."

Zhao Ji was terrified: "Ma'am, it's better for you to eat!"

Zhao Weizhen: "Don't compete with me. Only when you have enough food and drink can you have the strength to take care of Mr. Zheng."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a little guilty when she recalled the incident of venting her anger on Ying Zheng.

She lowered her head, took the food, and began to eat in small bites.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Weizhen ordered Wei Xing to tear apart the remaining roast chicken, and then pulled out the roasted taro and roasted yam from the fire pit.

"Young Master Zheng said it before."

Zhao Weizhen picked up the taro: "I want to know about King Qin, are you still interested?"

Since you want to divert your attention, do so thoroughly.

Ying Zheng raised his face when he heard the words, met Zhao Weizhen's gaze, and nodded heavily: "Madam teach me."

"it is good."

She threw the ashes-stained roasted taro into the water, and was just about to roll up her sleeves when a pair of plain hands grabbed her first.

Zhao Weizhen was stunned for a moment, then turned around to see Zhao Ji leaning over the water: "Let me come, madam, you and Zheng'er can just teach."

"..."

All right, seeing her like this, Zhao Weizhen didn't refuse.She looked at Ying Zheng again: "Then let's start with your current situation."

Many people in the Warring States Period were born in bitter cold, and by virtue of their own abilities, they became teachers or consultants around the monarch and powerful ministers.

But Zhao Weizhen thinks that she may be the only one who tells the history of the future Qin Shihuang while cooking like her.

"Me?" Ying Zheng was slightly surprised.

"Yes, you." Zhao Weizhen nodded: "Young Master Zheng asked me before, whether the kings of Qin always have to marry? Let me ask you another question, do the kings of Qin always go to other countries as hostages?"

Ying Zheng frowned again.

But this time, it was not because of worry, but because of thinking.

"Young Master Zheng doesn't want to get married, and he doesn't want to be a proton, right?" Zhao Weizhen asked.

"If you become a prince or a king, what's the point of making compromises based on other people's eyes?" He said, "I don't want to accept the life arranged by others."

This is naive, but also ambitious.

"It's easy." Zhao Weizhen said nonchalantly, "It's easy. As long as you are strong enough, no one can do anything to you."

"I don't know."

However, with such a simple rhetoric, it is okay to deceive normal children, but it cannot convince Ying Zheng.

The three-year-old boy frowned: "Could it be that the Qin kings of all dynasties are not strong enough?"

Finally, it came to what Zhao Weizhen wanted to say.

"The kings of Qin have been very powerful in the past." She said: "But one person is not strong enough to support a country. No matter how wise and majestic the king is, he is only one person among the seven kingdoms."

Ying Zheng was still not persuaded: "What about Qin Wangji?"

"What does Mr. Zheng know?" Zhao Weizhen asked.

Ying Zheng tilted his head and thought for a while.

"Qin Wangji is very powerful." He replied: "He is afraid of him when he fights in the Six Kingdoms, and he will be frightened when he hears his name."

"Indeed."

Zhao Weizhen smiled and said: "Qin Wangji has been in power for more than fifty years, and he is a well-deserved overlord."

Qin Zhaoxiang Wang Yingji lived to be more than 70 years old, and his reign was longer than his grandfather, his father, his son, and his grandson combined.

In high school Chinese textbooks, every time I learn ancient Chinese, it will be mentioned that King Qin is tyrannical and innocent, always bullying and invading other countries.And the "King Qin" mentioned in every ancient story is actually the current King Qin Zhaoxiang.

It can be said to be the biggest villain BOSS in Chinese.

"But Mr. Zheng, you can think about it. Before him, there was Duke Xiao who ordered Shang Yang to reform, which laid the foundation for the Qin people to be strong; King Huiwen pacified Ba and Shu, and provided Qin with a rear granary. With the legal system as the foundation of rule, and Ba and Shu providing people, power, salt, iron, and food and grass resources for sending troops to fight, do you think Qin Wangji became the overlord, can he have the credit of Duke Xiao and King Huiwen?"

Ying Zheng didn't speak.

Zhao Weizhen was not in a hurry, nor was she idle, watching Zhao Ji wash taro and yam anxiously.

When the baked staple food was almost washed, Ying Zheng said thoughtfully: "I understand."

Zhao Weizhen: "Tell me about it?"

Ying Zheng said earnestly: "The country's becoming stronger is due to generations of Qin people. If Qin is strong enough, I will not be a hindrance to others. But if I can't do it, I will work hard to accumulate, so that future generations can hope to do it." .”

"Master Zheng is so smart!"

Zhao Weizhen praised without hesitation: "I will reward you with the biggest taro later, eat it with caramel!"

It's not in vain that she tried so hard to pull the Qin kings of all dynasties.

This is the simplest and simplest view of historical materialism and people's view of history.

She never thought of cultivating the future Qin Shihuang () into a socialist () fighter—the productivity of the pre-Qin era is here, which is unrealistic.

But Zhao Weizhen hopes that Xiao Yingzheng can understand...

One thing is that he has to become stronger himself in order to become a qualified king.

Second, to make the rule last for a long time, what is needed is a huge foundation and an inheritance that can extend into the future. The role of a king is very limited in historical occasions.

Zhao Weizhen admitted that he had selfish intentions.

Maybe Xiao Yingzheng has figured it out, and he won't ask immortals everywhere in order to live forever.

Perhaps Qin would not perish until the Second Emperor.

"But."

However, Xiao Yingzheng changed the subject and fell into confusion again.

"When will the state of Qin be as strong as Madam said?" He asked two questions in succession: "When will King Ji of Qin dominate the other side for many years, and when will he be able to sweep the six states?"

Ah this.

Zhao Weizhen suddenly felt a little guilty: Looking at the Seven Kingdoms, I am afraid that even the current king of Qin Yingji himself does not have an answer.

If Zhao Weizhen hadn't come from more than 2000 years later, she wouldn't know the answer.

Sure enough, Qin Shihuang is not a person who is easily persuaded and educated, even if he is only three years old this year.

take it easy!

Zhao Weizhen rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea.

"This is..."

She said helplessly, "If I knew, I would have become king long ago, what are you still doing here?"

Ying Zheng thought about it, yes.

The boy was a little discouraged: "It's me who has become more strict, madam."

"That's not so."

Zhao Weizhen suggested enthusiastically: "Since Mr. Zheng wants to know, or else we should write to King Qin."

It's also time to let Yingji know that he is far away in Zhao country, and he has a genius baby grandson!