System: I let you have children, not fight for hegemony

"Ah? Ah Zheng, what about Lao Ai..." Duoyu finally had time to sit down with Qin Wangzheng and express his feelings.

Unexpectedly, perhaps because of a tacit understanding, Qin Wangzheng actually executed Lao Ai by castration.

Qin Wangzheng had no idea that his family's scandal should not be made public: "Duoyu, do you also think that I am too soft-hearted?"

Many fish... How should I put it? Compared with losing one's life, becoming a eunuch seems to be no big deal?

"The Queen Mother..." Could she be willing to let her beloved male favorite throw away his long sword?

Qin Wangzheng watched the palace people pounding rice with great interest. Seeing that Duoyu was so concerned about this matter, he turned his head to look at her and said seriously: "Out of the love between mother and child, I did not execute Lao Ai. If the Queen Mother doesn't do it yet, Satisfied, how can I be easily coerced?"

"Don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with you. I won't let you encounter conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law." Qin Wangzheng's expression was serious, not as if he was joking.

"Hahahaha." The systems in many fish's minds burst into laughter.

Many fish are so embarrassed that they can dig out three rooms and one living room with their toes. This is all because they were young and ignorant back then!

At first, I felt that Zhao Zheng was young and could not remember so many things, so he had no idea what to say, from conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to all over the world, to outer space...

I didn’t expect that he actually remembered everything!

Many fish laughed and said: "Of course, I believe you!"

Qin Wangzheng raised his lips with satisfaction, and then continued to watch the palace man's movements.

Several palace servants used elaborate treadmills to pound a stone of rice in one go, of which two-thirds were indica rice and one-third was glutinous rice.

After the rice was pounded into brown rice, it was handed over to six strong guards, who sifted it several times before removing all the bran and bran, and obtained white and polished rice.

"Who can let the guards pound rice? Only King Qin has this kind of noodles." Many fish said sourly.

After only half a day in Xianyang, many fish have realized the class gap and the arrogance of being a child of Guanzhong.

In the same general group, with the same title, the generals who were born in Guanzhong are slightly taller.

King Qin said without changing his expression: "You can do it too. If you are willing, I can make you queen."

The light words were like an earthquake, and even the movements of the rice-pounding palace and the guards were stunned.

Many Fish: "Azheng, your ears are red."

hissing...

The palace people are taking out the air-conditioning. At this time, should we continue pounding rice? Or sneak away and leave space for the king?

Qin Wangzheng stared at the many fish with burning eyes: "Yeah, nervous."

This time the blushing ones were replaced by many fish.

Many fish looked at Qin Wangzheng unwilling to admit defeat. You have made a difference, dare to fight back?

"If you can make the decision, I will naturally be willing." Many fish glanced at Qin Wangzheng provocatively.

The palace people present were breathing rapidly and their faces were flushed.

Can slaves listen to such big melons?

The words are obviously full of provocation, but why does this scene make people blush?

King Qin Zheng was slightly stunned. A breeze blew up his black imperial robe embroidered with gold threads. There was an incomprehensible storm brewing in Liao Hei's deep eyes. There was a smirk on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was as low as The violin is so sexy that it makes many fish’s hearts beat wildly.

"Making the decision? Who can be the boss of the few?" His eyebrows were raised, showing the domineering attitude of Ni Tianxia.

He laughed lowly, with unconcealable joy in his tone: "That's all..."

"What did you say?!" Zhao Ji, dressed in gorgeous clothes, came over aggressively.

The originally ambiguous atmosphere disappeared like a popped balloon with a bang.

Qin Wangzheng's handsome face seemed to have knocked over the spice plate, changing from green to red, showing anger, embarrassment, and a little bit of grievance.

"Pfft, there's a conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law? Huh?" Many fish said badly.

Zhao Ji was not very kind. When she saw Qin Wangzheng and many fishes shoulder to shoulder, she felt as if she had been stepped on to a painful point. She shouted sternly: "Your Majesty! What kind of behavior do you have? Instead of keeping filial piety for the late king, you went to the palace with women. Nonsense!”

The corners of Qin Wangzheng's raised lips instantly dropped. Was she going to throw dirty water on herself and Duoyu?

"I am discussing political affairs with Commander Xu." The implication is that this is not your business!

Zhao Ji proudly said: "Your Majesty, you have forgotten that you have not yet been crowned and cannot personally govern. I and Lu Xiangbang will act as our agents."

Many fish put away their expressions of watching the good show. Does Zhao Ji want to supervise the country? Who was she instructing?

Qin Wangzheng lowered his eyes and asked calmly: "Is this your intention or the Prime Minister's?"

Zhao Ji walked up to the two of them and said condescendingly: "This is what we two meant!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing, bowed their heads and stood quietly aside.

The blood stains in the palace have not been completely removed, and the smell of blood from that day can be vaguely smelled on the tip of the nose.

The palace people would rather take a long way around than pass by that place.

The perpetrators of the murder were Qin Wangzheng and Xu Junwei!

The palace people couldn't help trembling. Will the old scene reappear today?

"Continue!" Qin Wangzheng completely ignored Zhao Ji, who declared his sovereignty, and turned his attention to the polished rice.

The palace people held their breath and took five buckets of pounded indica rice and glutinous rice each, put them in pottery basins and soaked them in cold, clear well water.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Mi Jin, who was following Zhao Ji to smooth things over, asked.

Qin Wangzheng and many fish groups ignored her question, but how could the Chu girl, who had been relying on herself to die in the palace, have any dignity?

The air was once again deathly stagnant.

Zhao Ji knew that her son was a stubborn person and could really do anything to put her aside.

But if I just compromise like this, how can I lose face?

"The Queen Mother, the Queen Mother is still waiting for you. You see it's getting late..." Mi Jinshan had a look of embarrassment on her face. Her hands hidden in her wide sleeves clenched tightly, and the sharp nails hurt her palms. , just like his own shattered self-esteem and pride.

"Hmph." Zhao Ji walked away, determined in her heart that her son would never marry Duoyu!

Qin Wangzheng didn't care about Zhao Ji who was leaving. Instead, he happily took many fish to work in the kitchen.

The cooks in the kitchen have already lit the fire and set up the cauldron, and there is also a wooden steamer for steaming rice on the cauldron.

"I'll give it a try." After the water in the pottery cauldron boiled, many fish scooped the swollen and white rice into the steaming wooden steamer and steamed it over a high fire.

Qin Wangzheng reluctantly took off his outer robe, rolled up his wide sleeves, and left many fish alone: ​​"Leave this heavy work to me."

With a crash, the palace people knelt on the ground.

A gentleman is far away from the kitchen, let alone the majestic Emperor of Qin?

"Get up, it's safer to leave this matter to me than to someone else." King Qin had some political intentions.

Many fish were dissatisfied: "I can't set the cook on fire every time!"

The palace people are even more scared! These two living ancestors, please let them go! Not long after, steam began to billow in the kitchen, and the thick aroma of rice continued to overflow from the kitchen, making people salivate.

"That's it." When Qin Wangzheng saw that the heat was enough, he asked him to lift the wooden steamer and pour the steamed rice into the clean stone mortar while it was still hot.

"Together?" Qin Wangzheng warmly invited.

Many Fish smiled brightly, generously took off their swords from their waists, tied up their robes, and walked to the opposite side of Qin Guozheng, holding a big wooden mallet, while Qin Wangzheng stepped on the newly-made treadmill.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. One on each side, they first smashed the rice in the stone bucket, and then raised many fishes with wooden hammers and pounded them vigorously. Qin Wangzheng also noticed her rhythm and stepped on them.

What was originally a physically exhausting farm work was turned into a game by the two of them.

You hit me, the stone hammer and the wooden mallet fell one after another into the mortar, constantly pounding the hot rice, making a "bang dong, bang dong" sound, turning it into a sticky rice ball.

"Back then, you were obsessed with eating rice cakes, but we searched all over Handan but couldn't find it. I said, I will definitely make rice cakes for you." The beads of sweat on Qin Wangzheng's forehead were as bright as his eyes.

Hao Ran, that was the time when he missed his previous life the most, crying and asking for hot pot, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, grilled oysters, rice cakes...

Dili Dulu reported a long list of dish names, which made Azheng so worried that he took his private money and went around to find merchants to find out where they could buy rice cakes.

As a result, I couldn't buy the rice cake, and my personal money was robbed by a group of noble men from Handan.

Many fish smiled at Qin Wangzheng: "You still remember."

"I remember a lot of things."

The sweetness of the rice cakes filled the air, but it couldn't compare to the stickiness of these two people. Their eyes looked at each other almost like strings.

Pounding rice cakes is a strenuous job. Even though many fishes are very strong, they still pant like an ox, their arms are sore, and their mouths are numb.

On the other hand, Qin Wangzheng, who was operating the treadmill, was neither blushing nor out of breath, just like a normal person.

But when he looked at the many fishes, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he felt that as long as he saw her, his mood would be happy all day long.

As long as she is by his side, even if he is doing the most tiring work, he will not feel tired.

"It's done." Qin Wangzheng's tone was slightly regretful.

In the next thing, Qin Wangzheng would not let many fish interfere.

I saw him kneading the large rice cakes that had been pounded and placed on the long chopping board several times, then kneaded them into several long strips and smoothed out the wrinkles on them.

"Put on lard." Many fishes stamped their feet anxiously.

This greedy look made Qin Wangzheng laugh: "Do you like rice cakes so much?"

"What you eat is not rice cakes, but feelings." Many fish have high positions and have eaten delicacies no matter how simple their lives are.

However, what makes her miss the most is the memory of her family sitting together, cooking hot pot, eating fried rice cakes, and watching the reunion scene of the Spring Festival Gala.

Qin Wangzheng personally used a knife to cut the long strip into dozens of small pieces of equal size, and then pressed it with a mold, and the round cake-shaped rice cake was formed!

Many fish picked up two pieces of rice cakes, stuffed them into their mouths eagerly, and muttered: "It's delicious!"

Since grinding discs and rice pounding tools were "invented" by many fish, Qin Wangzheng's favorite food is all kinds of pasta, noodles, steamed buns, steamed buns...

He was indifferent to this kind of glutinous food and always felt confused: "A lot of fish, are you satisfied?"

Many fish put down the rice cakes in their hands regretfully, saying: "We are in a hurry. If we grind the rice into powder first and then steam it, the texture will be more delicate."

The rice cakes made now are more like the glutinous rice cakes that are most loved in the Lianghu region.

Qin Wangzheng said without hesitation: "Then tomorrow..."

"Azheng, no need. I'm very happy to be able to take a day off from my busy schedule." Many fish know that this is Azheng's compensation for themselves.

The two have been separated for many years, and every time they meet is short, they are either planning a plan or putting down a rebellion. There is rarely a quiet time to get along.

So during this precious time together, Azheng always wanted to do all the things he had agreed to do.

Maybe he is also panicking. Is the original intention of the old friend the same? Is your mind like a rock?

Regardless of everyone's surprised looks, many fish took Qin Wangzheng's hand, with understanding and understanding in their eyes.

Qin Wangzheng stared blankly at the two hands clasped together. The delicate hands were rougher than the last time they were clasped. The slight scars on the hands hurt his eyes deeply.

"Duoyu, you have suffered too much for me." Qin Wangzheng held Duoyu's hand tightly, his voice choked with sobs.

Many fish shook their heads seriously: "No, it is for myself. I like to control my own destiny. Rights can make me feel at ease, and victory can make me satisfied. It is I who set up a heart for heaven and earth, a destiny for all people, and continue my unique knowledge for the saints." pursuit."

Just like you, Azheng, our love can be as light as a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. Fortunately, our goals are the same!

When Qin Wangzheng heard this, he burst into tears with laughter, and his smile was indescribably joyful: "Those who know me have many fish!"

He is no longer deliberate, no longer guilty or hesitant.

To him, many fish are the light in his twilight years, the green plums that share the joys and sorrows, the spiritual support of the past, the white moonlight, and the untouchable softness in his heart.

The many fishes in the past occupied his whole mind. He was happy because of her and sad because of her.

But he is Ying Zheng! His nature is not to indulge in petty love affairs!

When he was ups and downs in the field of power, cutting through thorns and thorns on the road to the emperor, looking back, the figures of the pair of dependent figures were getting smaller and smaller...

He was reluctant to give up, so every time they met, he tried his best to be nice to the many fishes, as if nothing had changed and they were still dependent on each other.

He was worried that he would break Duoyu's heart and that he would turn against his lifelong lover.

Qin Wangzheng hugged many fish tightly, with a kind of fear of losing and regaining.

What a fish, thank you.

Thank you for understanding me and agreeing with me.

Thank you for allowing us to fight side by side!

Many fish hugged Qin Wangzheng back, and the system in their minds completely shut down.

When they first traveled through time, why didn't many fish have a handheld system and be obsessed with the dream of their ancestors?

However, this is not a sweet novel, war, famine and war are real.

Ah Zheng is neither a once-in-a-lifetime emperor in history books, nor a love-crazed male protagonist in novels. He is a living person with flesh and blood, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy!

I would be tempted by power, let alone him who should be standing on top of the clouds?

"Duoyu, take all these rice cakes with you." Qin Wangzheng rubbed the hair of many fishes, which was the smell of sunshine.

"Cut it into three. You and I will each have one share, and give the other share to the ministers." This is the rice cake made by the King of Qin himself. It's enough noodles!

"Okay. Zhao Gao! Why don't you go quickly?" Qin Wangzheng laughed softly. It was indeed a match made in heaven!

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