[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

Inside and outside the Great Wall, the cold iron condenses into frost.

The cold air circulated through the lung tubes, almost freezing the lungs of a person. There was no one in the wilderness. The Great Wall was originally a defense project, built on the high mountains, and only the bitter northwest wind accompanied it.

"What do you think of the Great Wall?"

With the help of Tan Zhao's flying escape technique, the two came from the camp at the foot of the mountain to the ruins of the collapsed city wall in a blink of an eye. The cool moonlight shone on the ruined walls, and they were very lonely.

Fusu knew clearly that what his father wanted to be done would definitely be done, and it would not take long for the stones here to be cleared away, and the city walls would be rebuilt, and it would not look like it is now. .

Tan Zhao feels that he is an honest person, so he only speaks the truth: "The merit lies in the future, not in the present."

"Mr. is indeed a man of great wisdom, but it's a pity..."

Tan Zhao understood that what he said next might be speaking ill of the first emperor's father, so Fusu, a good boy, would naturally not say it out of his mouth, but it was nothing more than the eight words "excessive taxation and non-benevolent government".

Therefore, he didn't follow up with others' words, but instead said: "Young master, are you ready?"

What to prepare, of course, is to see the scenery of another world.

The moment Young Master Fusu nodded, Tan Zhao gathered spiritual power between his fingers and flashed past people's eyes, like a gentle breeze blowing by, only felt his eyes warm, and then——

The world is noisy in an instant.

This world, the unknown place, is always more amazing than imagined.

Fusu grew up with Confucian education. Although the laws of Qin Dynasty were strict and he had seen a lot of darkness in the world under the persecution of his father, he had ideals in mind and hoped that the country and the people would become better and better. All working so hard.

But it is obvious that he has been in the court for more than ten years, but he still has a false name and no real government.

What he wants to protect and maintain is like a joke in front of him.

After a long while, Fusu managed to calm down and said in a low voice, "Sir, what do you want to do by showing me this?"

Tan Zhaofang had been standing by the side all the time, but now he just shook his head when he heard the words: "The lower official hits it off with the ninth son, and I just want to help him."

"Is it really that simple?"

However, Tan Zhao had his own words: "Everyone is selfish. There are people who care about the world, and there are people who only care about the present. Besides, it is not an easy matter to save the life of the ninth son."

"Appreciate further details."

Tan Zhao stretched out his hand, compared two characters in the fierce mountain wind, and waved in front of people's eyes: "Two years, within two years, the world will fall."

"Boom—"

Fusu was awakened by the thunder, and the young master had no manners, how could anyone dare to be so bold!

Even the system thinks that its host is crazy again!

Tan Zhao acted as if he hadn't heard the thunder, but even if he wanted to continue, Fusu didn't want to continue listening.

This is really...

Even the scene of thousands of ghosts crying in front of me is not so scary anymore.

The young master Fusu didn't sleep all night, his eyes were black and blue as if he had stayed up for three days and three nights, and he was in a trance when he had breakfast.

Young Master Jiu touched his poor neck that had been hit several times, and said in surprise: "Brother, you are..."

Fusu showed a slightly bitter smile, indicating not to care about these things, and only said: "Where is Mr. Zhong?"

Gongzijiu was a little guilty of being a thief, and immediately shook his head: "No, but Mr. Zhong has always been lazy and doesn't like to get up early." In fact, he doesn't like it either, but he is a big boss, and he is just a poor crispy bronze .

Don't want to think about it, or he will lose his mental balance.

"..." Guangfeng Jiyue's young master Fusu really wanted to beat someone, it could really drive a saint crazy.

Gong Zijiu only felt that his elder brother was extremely depressed today, holding millet porridge, drinking in silence and not daring to speak.

It was rare for Tan Zhao to get a good night's sleep. The carriages in this era were really too swaying, and the road was not smooth. Not only did he have to deal with Zhao Gao, but he also had to deal with various emergencies.

Stretching for a long time, Tan Zhao sniffed lightly, and suddenly there was the aroma of food in the air.

"Boss, you're finally awake! Come, treat you to noodles!"

noodle?Tan Zhao was suddenly pleasantly surprised, and ran over immediately. He didn't have the temperament of a big boss at all. In front of eating noodles, face is nothing!After eating too many buns and buns, soups and soups, all kinds of pickles and barbecue bacon, and finally being able to eat normal food, it can make people cry.

"Come on, try it, the flour I grind myself may be a bit rough..."

But Tan Zhao couldn't help it, and took a big breath while it was hot, which made people feel refreshed: "Shu Tan! Your cooking skills are this!" While talking, he gave someone a super-large one with his thumb up. praise.

His craftsmanship was recognized by others, and Young Master Jiu was in a good mood: "There are still many in the kitchen! I just found out that there is no pasta in this era. I thought it was because the palace didn't eat it."

It’s like rain after a long drought. After eating a bowl of noodles, Tan Zhao felt refreshed: “You have this skill, what more bicycle do you need!”

"?!"

"Don't worry, brother will definitely save your life!"

Gongzijiu: ... I suspect that I have finally found out how to properly increase the favorability of various bosses!

Tan Zhao didn't think it was enough after eating a bowl. It stands to reason that he is also a person who eats all kinds of delicacies. He was actually moved by such a bowl of ordinary noodle soup: "Young man, I am optimistic about you. ?”

"...Boss, don't make fun of me."

Tan Zhao totally disagreed: "Food is the most important thing for the people. This is the first important thing in life. Believe me, your Shihuang father will definitely be conquered by this."

"Really?" Young Master Jiu felt that he had seen too little of the world.

Tan Zhao stroked his chin, thinking for a moment: "Why don't you test the waters with your brother Fusu first?"

"Boss!" I knew it was a joke!

"To tell you the truth, food can soothe people's soul, don't you agree?" Tan Zhao said very seriously, and really felt that he was telling the truth.

In all fairness, is the food delicious in this era?It’s really not so delicious. Even if the barbecue is delicious, you will feel tired after eating it for a year. Simple food, simple way of life, Gongzijiu has been shopping on the streets of Xianyang City. Juggling, singing and dancing, that is a no.

With an extremely simple life, but with highly stringent laws, the happiness index of such a country is indeed appallingly low.

"You're right, food does make you happy."

Young Master Jiu really wanted to change his diet at the beginning. He came from later generations. His mouth has long been spoiled by all kinds of delicacies, but he is too scared. Anyway, he can bear with whatever he eats. Father Huang, that's going to kill you.

"So, God of Cooking, I will never let you die!"

System: Hey—do you still remember the unequal contract you promised Tiandao's father by the Daming Lake?

[Can't hear can't hear! ]

"Boss, I knew you wouldn't give up on me!" Now, Young Master Jiu's heart is completely settled, although he doesn't understand why a monk like a big brother still needs food so much, but the need is good, he is willing to be a chef ah!Exclusive leg pendants are also available!

Tan Zhaoyuan heard the footsteps, raised his eyes to give a signal, the young master looked back in bewilderment, remembered the boss's proposal just now, his heart moved, he stood up and went to the temporary kitchen.

"Xiaojiu, you..."

"Brother, wait for me!" After finishing speaking, Young Master Jiu flinched and ran away.

Fusu looked puzzled, but he still ignored Zhong Huan's courtesy and sat down: "Did you sleep well last night, sir?"

Looking at the dark circles under his eyes, Tan Zhao touched his conscience, and it didn't seem to hurt much, so he said, "It's okay, it's not bad, it's just a little cold."

"..." You are quite particular.

Tan Zhao blinked, looking innocent that I had done nothing.

It's rare for Fusu to admire someone, but he didn't expect to have such a temperament, and couldn't help showing a bitter smile: "Why did you tell me this, sir?"

That's not because if you tell your father, your father will definitely take off his dog's head in minutes.

"It's not easy to answer this question. I just think that if you tell the young master, there may be a chance." If you can't tell the truth, you can only pretend to be mysterious.

Two years later, Fusu only felt that his breathing became tight.

"Oh, by the way, Zhao Langzhong and the others should wake up later today."

Fu Su frowned, and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Tan Zhao started to speak out again: "If I were the son, I would definitely kill Lang Zhongling."

"you--"

"And if I were Lang Zhongling, if I had the chance, I would definitely attack the young master."

Gongzijiu held the noodle bowl, he just felt that it was wrong to turn around, and it was wrong to go forward, he didn't believe this kind of fairy topic.

System: It seems to be true, try to kill one.

[Oops, don't pay attention to the details. ]

"Sir, please don't say such things again." Fu Su's face darkened, his voice seemed to drip ink.

Tan Zhao raised his head and looked directly into Fusu's eyes. Although he was confused inside, he was unexpectedly firm, both contradictory and not contradictory. He held his chin slightly and responded, "Young Master, you can do whatever you want, just talk nonsense as an official. speak."

Fu Su stared at the person fixedly, but didn't speak again.

The two of them were relatively speechless. Young Master Wine finally appeared, and the noodle soup in his hand was already a little cold. Tan Zhao looked at it like that, so extravagantly used spiritual power to warm it up for someone else, so as to cover up that the other party was listening to the things in the corner.

"Brother, come and try my brother's new pasta."

"pasta?"

Then, 5 minutes later, Gongzijiu fell into a barrier of doubting his life.

When his elder brother Fusu left with a relaxed face, he finally couldn't help but patted his own face, and woke up with a startled expression: "Boss, so you didn't bluff me!"

Tan Zhao teased the person: "Aren't you afraid of me?" He was sure that the other party had heard what he said just now.

"Don't be afraid, I really believe in you now!" Young Master Jiu was still immersed in the shock that his bowl of noodles had maxed out Young Master Fusu's favorability.

System: Boy, you will regret this sentence today :).