Be a sick and weak noble son in Daqin

The civilian youth tried to break away from the people who were pulling him, but the petty officials looked thin but had great strength, no matter how hard he struggled, he was still taken to the room used by the county government to entertain the superiors.

The others went back to continue working, leaving the two in charge to clean up the room, then looked carefully at the young man who hadn't spoken since he came in and said, "This place has been uninhabited for a long time, sir, I will be here for one night, and I will arrive tomorrow." Liyang will be fine."

Your Majesty ordered them to find a scholar named Wei Yang to entertain him well, and then immediately bring him to Liyang, but the county government is too poor, even if they want to entertain him well, they can only let people live and drink here. Serve a few bowls of pimple soup.

No one has lived in the county mansion for a long time, how about keeping a few people on vigil at night?

Scholars are delicate, this is the person your majesty is looking for, nothing can go wrong.

Wei Yang looked around the room, and he was relieved to be sure that the people in front of him didn't mean to tie him up. Although the room was very simple, it was not bad compared to the mansion that he saw just now. What people say is true?

After he entered Qin Dynasty, he did not leave his name in Liyang. Seeing that Duke Qin was sincere in accepting talents, he began to visit the surrounding area. It is reasonable to say that Duke Qin should not know that there is such a person. Could it be that Jing Jian and Duke Qin said something?

No, Jing Jian only knew that he would come to Qin, but didn't know when he would come, and the two of them just met by chance and said a few more words, how could they mention him in front of Qin Gong?

Something is wrong, something is wrong, could it be that someone from Wei State spread rumors in Qin State, and then Duke Qin noticed him?

The commoner youth's eyes darkened, and he subconsciously thought of things in a bad direction. He had seen many sinister people in the Wei Kingdom for several years, and now things are so abnormal that he cannot be careless.

He was not reused when he was in Wei, but before his death, the old uncle and the prime minister recommended him to the king of Wei. This fact alone has attracted a lot of jealous eyes for him.

If not, kill him.

Uncle and Prime Minister Wei Wang didn't listen to his dying words, but there was no guarantee that no one else would listen to them. Leaving others alone, his senior brother Pang Juan would not stand by and watch.

The state of Wei is such a large territory, and there are only a few people who can be reused by the king of Wei. Uncle Cuo even used methods to drive the king of Wei out because he was afraid that Wu Qi would steal the limelight. Today, the king of Wei is the old prime minister of the uncle. He was supported up, so he could support others to the top, but Pang Juan was different.

He never mentioned his teacher's name after he left the teacher. Pang Juan didn't know that he was also a disciple of Guiguzi. If he knew, he would probably end up in the same fate as Senior Brother Sun Boling.

Not to mention being an official in Wei State, it would be good to save his life.

So what is the situation now, don't you really treat him as a spy from another country?

In other countries, there may be a glimmer of hope for being regarded as a secret work. In the territory of Qin State, if it is really regarded as a special work, it should be cut off as a sacrificial flag, especially Wei Guo's secret work. In Qin State, it was found that one beheaded one by one, and there was no survivor. possible.

He wasn't afraid of death, but it was so useless to die so ambiguously.

The little official didn't know what the person in front of him was thinking, and looked at the gradually darkening sky and asked carefully, "Sir, do you need someone to stay on guard?"

Wei Yang:? ? ?

The room was fairly clean, and the subordinates spoke very politely. The situation probably wasn't what he thought, and there was still room for change, so don't panic.

The civilian youth took off the package and put it beside him, thanked the subordinates next to him and said in a deep voice, "There is no need to keep anyone, you can go home as much as you like, and Yang will not leave."

"The gentleman is good to have a rest, I'll come back tomorrow morning." The two servants bowed their hands, seeing that the man had no intention of being afraid before turning around and leaving.

As expected of the person whom the emperor personally ordered to find, his bearing is extraordinary but he is different from ordinary people.

The petty officials sighed and left, leaving Wei Yang alone in the empty mansion, living here is much better than living in the mountains, he really didn't feel any fear.

The soldiers came to cover the water and soil, and he woke up after something happened. He had been traveling in Qin for so many days, and he planned to go to Liyang in a few days. Since Qin Gong came here on purpose, he should go there earlier.

Shandong scholars were awarded official positions for many days. The people of Qin State were not friendly to them.

Qin Gong is in a good mood recently, and he was even more happy when he heard that the county government had found Wei Yang's trace. He couldn't find it for more than ten days. I have to give up looking.

The city gate order got the news early and waited for the person their lord had mentioned to enter the city.

Wei Yang originally wanted to come to Liyang by himself. After all, he was used to walking alone. Suddenly there were several people escorting him. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed a bit wrong. Send him to Liyang City.

It would be fine to escort a frail scholar who has never traveled far, but he has already traveled half of the state of Qin, and his body is not even close to that of frailty.

However, in the end they couldn't refuse, they could only let them harness the poor horses in the county mansion, get into the carriage that was about to fall apart, and then slowly started on their way.

It's not that he said that walking up the mountain with two legs is faster than this old horse.

After wandering around for two or three days, Wei Yang finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the shadow of the city. He believed that these people had no ill intentions towards him, and if he wanted to kill him, he could just kill him with a single blow. How can there be such a waste of time? reason.

The little official who came with him went to register the news at the city gate order, and only had time to report Wei Yang's name, when he saw a group of soldiers rushing out from inside, running to their carriage that was about to fall apart, and neatly lined up to salute. "Sir, Your Majesty specially sent us to wait here, please enter the palace."

The young man in civilian clothes was sore from the car, got out of the car with his hands on his waist, and looked at the group of well-armored soldiers with a little confusion, "Go to the palace now?"

"Your Majesty, I have been waiting for a long time, please forgive me." The soldier standing at the front clasped his fists and said, and invited him to another carriage, leaving two people to accommodate the little officials who brought him, and then escorted him all the way to the palace gate.

Jing Jian got the news early and came to wait at the gate of the palace. When he saw a familiar figure get off the car, he hurried up to meet him, "Brother Yang, brother Yang, you are really easy for us to find."

Wei Yang jumped out of the car, straightened his clothes, and asked with a wry smile, "Brother Jing Jian, you told Qin Gong that I was in Qin?"

"Look at what you said, how can I have such a great ability?" Jing Jian shook his head and denied it. At first, he thought that this person had never come to Qin State at all. If he hadn't heard from him for such a long time, he would definitely not come to Qin State. Unexpectedly He was wrong, this person not only came to Qin State, but also traveled around the surrounding counties, which was beyond his expectation, "It was Sun Junshi and Junshang who said that you must be in Qin State, so the Junshang ordered to let you go. Find people in the counties below."

"Mr. Sun?" Wei Yang froze and asked with his eyes wide open in disbelief, "Sun Boling?"

God, Senior Brother Sun is not dead!

Jing Jian led the people towards the study room, and said as he walked, "It's Mr. Sun Junshi. Brother Yang knew him before?"

Guiguzi didn't allow Wei Yang to go out and report his name, so Sun Boling didn't say that Wei Yang was his younger brother. Qin Gong only knew that they knew each other, but didn't know the relationship between them. Qin Gong didn't know, and Jing Jian even more so. It will not be clear.

Wei Yang nodded desperately, and finally understood what was going on after he came back to his senses. Brother Sun didn't die, not only didn't he die, he also came to Qin Kingdom like him. Knowing about him directly brought him to Mr. Qin, he is really a real senior brother.

The young man in civilian clothes gritted his teeth, collected his expression, and asked warmly, "Where does Sun Junshi live now? We haven't seen each other for a long time since the last time we parted. It's time to pay a visit."

God knows how angry he was when he found out that Pang Juan sent Senior Brother Sun to prison for execution. Although they didn't study together for long, Senior Brother Sun was definitely not someone who would steal military talismans.

With his ability, if he wanted a military talisman, King Wei would definitely choose him over Pang Juan.

Fortunately, the senior brother escaped and did not really commit suicide in fear of crime like the news released by Pang Juan, but it’s fine for you to come to Qin, why ask him to do it in front of Duke Qin if you have nothing to do?

It's good now, Qin Gong probably saw him not because of his ability, but because of the recommendation of others, which is different from his original idea.

Wei Yang clenched his fists tightly, and the unknown fire rushed up in his chest.

"It's not far from here. I'll take you there directly when I see you, Your Majesty." Jing Jian waved his hand indifferently. Junshi Sun and Young Master Ji live next to each other. It would be even better if we can catch up with the meal time .

All kinds of delicacies are emerging around young master Ji, and the wine shop run by the guards can occasionally pick up some leaks, which has already provoked the nobles of the clan in the city to send cooks to steal their masters. According to him, those people should not learn from them, and sell them directly in the wine shop. how nice.

These are all secret recipes, and it is not impossible for anyone to hide them, even if they sell them at a high price. The clan has money, and they will definitely not be stingy with the money.

There is no way, young master Ji has a kind heart, and he refuses to hide good things. Even if he treats those old clans who have always looked above the top, he is gentle. I don't know who to talk to.

At this time, Master Sun, who came to eat in the next yard once a day, rain or shine, turned his head and sneezed, rubbed his nose and whispered, "It's not cold and I'm not sick, then someone misses me."

Xiao Jia flipped through the eggs wrapped in wheat bran, turned her head and said with frowning eyebrows, "There is another possibility, it is your teacher who scolded you again."

"Nonsense, our master and apprentice have such a good relationship, if the teacher scolds us face to face, why would he scold behind his back?" The baby-faced young man in the wheelchair retorted righteously, not feeling that his words were wrong at all.

Their teachers have always taught people face to face, so they would not do such sneaky things, so someone must have missed him.

Xiaojia: ...

All right, as long as you are happy.

The little guard in a neat short shirt continued to turn over the eggs on the ground. After turning over, he took out one and shook it by his ear according to the method taught by his young master, but found that there was no movement inside and jumped up in surprise, "Young master, The eggs are ready."

The weather is too hot recently, and the appetite is bad when the weather is hot. Their son didn’t eat well for several days, and after a few days of wilting, he asked them to get a lot of pine lime and plant ash to pickle eggs. Although they don’t know how to use these things How to marinate, but what the young master said is right, as long as the young master is happy, everything else can be discussed.

Wei Ji was reading in the room, got up after hearing the movement outside, and couldn't help laughing when he saw their little guard dancing with eggs.

When it's hot, he wants to eat iced watermelon, but there is no watermelon now, and it's too late to grow it, so he can only cook other foods to cool off the heat.

Can't take everything out of him, sweet potatoes are enough to make people crazy, if he takes out other things out of thin air, maybe something will happen next, so the seeds in his package are not suitable for the present except for necessity Just take it out.

Only sweet potatoes and potatoes are enough to save the Qin people from starvation, so let's put away the rest first.

In the future, he can try to send the caravan to farther places, and try to get out of the Silk Road all the way west. If he can find all kinds of seeds on the road, it only takes one trip to save him from being so cautious.

No one knows what the exotic seeds can grow, anyway, the caravan is his, so let's plant what he likes first.

There are dozens of eggs rolled with wheat bran on the ground. After being marinated in the tank for seven or eight days, it should be mature after calculation. In the sweltering summer, there is no iced watermelon, and there are preserved eggs to express the longing for watermelon. Same.

Xiao Jia handed the egg in his hand to their young master, watched excitedly as the hard shell was knocked off, and then looked at the egg with a terrible color in horror and hurriedly said, "Put it down quickly, young master. Are eggs poisonous?"

"It's okay, do you think the pattern on it looks like a pine branch?" Wei Ji looked at the excellent-looking preserved egg, and once again praised his talent in food. He succeeded for the first time, as expected of him .

The preserved preserved egg that has been successfully marinated can be easily peeled off completely. The egg white turns from white to brown. The pine-like pattern on the top is very clear. The egg yolk inside turns dark green. People who see it for the first time will indeed be surprised. Scared, but after tasting the taste, I will never care about these again.

Xiaojia watched in horror as their young master took out the pottery bowl and put the eggs that had been marinated into a horrible color, and then took a few eggs from the ground and peeled them all off. Sun Dajun, who was sitting next to him, asked for help, "Sir, hurry up and persuade your son, this thing cannot be eaten."

When picking fungus before, I said that the more gaudy something is, the more dangerous it is. This thing is not as simple as gaudy, it is obviously poisonous. How could you forget it?

Sun Boling pushed the wheelchair over, looking at the strangely colored eggs with a wonderful expression on his face, "Master, why don't we stop eating them."

These chickens are wasted if they are wasted, and they can’t be eaten like this, what if they run out of food?

Little life is important, how about putting down the poisonous chicken first?

"Then don't eat it later, sir." The handsome young man smiled at him, and called Xiao Yi who was working not far away, and asked him to cut the egg into several pieces, and just bring it over without putting anything in it.

Xiao Yi washed his hands and came over, looking at the preserved eggs in the pottery bowl hesitantly, hesitated for a while but didn't dare to start, "Master, want to eat this?"

Wei Ji: ...

Where did this go?

This is the reaction when I see preserved eggs. Do I still want to eat stinky tofu and snail noodles?

In view of the obvious reaction of the people around him, Wei Ji had no choice but to go to the kitchen by himself. Fortunately, the cook was still outside the restaurant at the moment, otherwise there would be another flurry of chaos.

He hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time, and the movements of his hands were a little rusty. He turned his wrist to find the feeling of cutting the knife, and Xiao Yi, who was terrified, hurried over to persuade him to go out, "Young master, son, I will do this kind of thing." , you go out and have a rest, can't I cut it?"

"Aren't you going to throw things away secretly?" Wei Ji put down the knife, looked at the guy who was about to burst into tears, and said helplessly, "This is called pine flower egg, not only is it not poisonous, it's okay to eat in summer Clear heat and detoxify, don't think about it."

"Okay, okay, what you said is right, you go out and talk to Mr. Sun first." Xiaoyi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and only after he went out did he shake his hands with the determination to die. Eat the eggs cut open.

Oh my god, there is still a runny heart in the egg yolk, help!

The young man screamed in his heart, but his face was tense on the surface, and he put the sliced ​​egg into the plate stiffly, feeling that there was no sign of rot in his hands, and then gradually relaxed.

It's okay, okay, the toxicity is not that great, but although there is no problem with the hands, there seems to be something wrong with the nose. Why does it smell a little sweet?

Xiao Yi put the knife away, took out the plate with soft steps, stared at the little friend's worried eyes and stammered, "Okay... okay..."

He is still alive, feeling good, and does not have the feeling of going into a coma for the time being, thank you for your concern.

"My lord, is this really edible?" The baby-faced young man looked at the frightening preserved egg after setting it up, and curiously poked the pine-like pattern on it with his chopsticks, wanting to try what it is without fear of death. smell.

Although he had never seen such unbelievable food before, he had never eaten so much delicious food when he had never seen Young Master.

The young master doesn't waste things for no reason, and he didn't say that he failed. Does that mean that this thing should look like this after it's marinated?

Wei Ji moved the plate away, squinted his eyes to feel the fragrant but not greasy, clear and refreshing preserved eggs, and then said with a smile, "To avoid poisoning, sir, I'd better not eat it."

Sun Dajun looked at the fewer and fewer eggs, swallowed and felt that he wanted to eat more, "Young master, wait a minute, let Boling test the poison first."

As he spoke, the baby-faced young man in the wheelchair stood up swiftly, put a piece into his mouth, then sat back satisfied, chewed a few times and swallowed, then sighed, "It tastes so delicious, it's even delicious." beautiful!"

He is usually like growing up in a wheelchair, but he is willing to stand up for a bite to eat. Master Sun Dajun is also a capable person.

Wei Ji was taken aback by this man's action, and seeing that he didn't feel uncomfortable after sitting back, he patted his chest, "You can't look good, and neither can preserved eggs. Although they don't look good, they are delicious enough." .”

Although he himself doesn't think preserved eggs are ugly, the patterns on them are so beautiful, they are obviously beautiful and delicious, but they were a little scary when they first saw them, but after eating them, they will definitely feel more beautiful.

He can eat a big bowl of rice later, and he can eat a big bowl of rice. In fact, steamed buns are not bad, but he steamed them once two days ago and let Gong Ziqian see him. Take it away, even eating and taking it is really pissed off.

However, the man swore that he would take it home for a few children to eat, and then turned around and brought him a lot of ground flour.

It's his first time making preserved eggs, he has no experience, and he is afraid of spoiling, so he only marinated dozens of them. If Mr. Qian doesn't come, with only a few people around him, it's not a problem to eat them for four or five days.

The young man counted the preserved eggs hanging on the ground, turned his head and saw Master Sun directly pulling the plate to his side to eat one bite at a time, then raised his chin and looked at Xiao A and Xiao B who were stunned, "I still think this thing Is it poisonous?"

The two little friends looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison, watching the rest of them disappear into the stomach of Grand Army Master Sun, feeling like crying without tears.

They shouldn't doubt the young master, they should firmly believe that everything the young master cooks is delicious, otherwise they won't be reduced to the point where they can't even eat a bite.

"Okay, hurry up and put away the ones on the ground, you'll have something to eat later." The young man who had been proud for a while resumed his previous reserve, and asked them to clean up the ground and then go back and write down the method of making preserved eggs, and waited. I saved a lot and then packed it up and sent it to his brother.

Although Wei Gong who is far away in Diqiu can't see his precious brother, he will send letters every once in a while, and each time the recipe can account for more than half, which can be regarded as finding a way for him to turn his longing into appetite.

The baby-faced young man in the wheelchair leaned back in the chair contentedly, pondered for a while and then said, "It really is the right choice to be by your side."

Wei Ji hadn't gone far, when he heard the voice, he turned his head and said, "Sir, you're messing around too, and you stood up before your legs healed. It doesn't hurt now."

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt when you see something delicious." Master Sun Dajun hurriedly sat up straight, as if he had returned to the time when his teacher checked his homework, and his attitude was extremely correct. "Kill the power" boy went into the house, and then continued to lean on the back of the chair and slumped, "Xiao Jia, what are you having for dinner?"

"Sir, it's not time to eat yet, what are you in a hurry for?" Xiao Jia heard a voice coming out from outside, and Xiao B, who was filling preserved eggs in a jar, was talking while working, and there was a bit of a tone in his tone when he listened carefully. Grief and indignation.

He hasn't eaten a bite yet, sir, you have already eaten so much, so don't tempt people here anymore.

Sun Boling pushed the wheelchair under the tree, squinted his eyes and smiled without speaking, and then made up his mind in his heart that he would be the first to rush up to any strange-looking food in the future.

Don't care how the young master made it, it's good enough.

On the other side, Xiao Jia saw Jing Jian coming with an unknown person, greeted him and then ran back, carrying a jar full of eggs and ran to the kitchen, covered the jar with bamboo strips and ran He came out and greeted him as if nothing had happened.

Empress Xiao Yi clapped her hands in fear, but fortunately they collected them quickly, otherwise these eggs would probably belong to someone else later.

Master Sun held his face and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of? Jing Jian is not a young master, he dare not come here to grab things."

"Just in case, sir, did you forget about the steamed buns that were robbed a few days ago?" Xiao Yi still looked vigilant. Those who come every day like Dajun and Mr. Wang Xu are exceptions.

The old man doesn't like having too many people in his family, so he invites a cook to come to them every day to learn art, so it's better to let the cook of the restaurant take care of it.

The baby-faced young man flexed his wrists, turned his head and followed his gaze to look outside without suppressing his smile, and the smile on his face grew even bigger after seeing the junior and junior whom he hadn't seen in several years, "Martingale."

Wei Yang talked with Duke Qin for a long time in the study, he still wasn't sure whether Duke Qin knew about his abilities, although the first time they met and talked happily, they didn't talk about anything useful.

He just wanted to come over and beat up the guy who disrupted his plan. Mr. Qin might have seen his cover-up, and asked Jing Jian to bring him over after he finished speaking.

The original anger disappeared instantly when he saw the wheelchair the man was sitting in. The commoner youth walked over with a complicated expression, looking at the guy who could still laugh, he didn't know what to say, "Senior brother."

"I haven't seen you for a few years, why are you still so serious?" The baby-faced young man turned the wheelchair around, looked at the guy with a stern face as if someone owed him a lot of money, and kept shaking his head, "Probably he hasn't suffered enough setbacks."

Wei Yang: ...

His worries were in vain.

Jing Jian stood beside him with his arms folded, looking at the two of them, who are called brothers and sisters, with eyes full of surprise. Wei Yang obviously never said that he was also Mr. Guigu's disciple, what's the matter?

Pang Juan invited Sun Junshi to the state of Wei and killed people like this. After Sun Junshi entered Qin, he asked Jun to go up to find Wei Yang...

God, is it the tradition of your Guigu disciples to fight and even kill each other between brothers and sisters?

Brother Yang, although the military adviser is very powerful, don't worry, brother, I will never watch you be framed!

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