After being read by the First Emperor, I became the favorite of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 4 Famine
"Why did the king come here?" Yun Jiao thought of something and looked at Ying Zheng.

"If you want to learn this next time, I can teach you." Ying Zheng did not answer, but looked at Yun Jiao, "The dog is naughty, I hope the goddess will forgive me."

"Ah, it doesn't matter. I just have a question...why does the eldest son...call me "Auntie" when he sees me?" Yun Jiao whispered.

【I don’t look that mature either. 】

Ying Zheng's gaze paused, and after a moment he said seriously: "Perhaps he was separated from his mother when he was young, and the goddess has a sense of intimacy. My son will admit his mistake when he sees the goddess."

Yun Jiao blinked.

[Why do I feel like my ancestor is lying to me? 】

[It’s not necessarily because I’m overthinking it. How could my ancestors lie to others? 】

Ying Zheng coughed and took her back to the palace.

The guards and confidants behind him glanced at Ying Zheng's back and then at Yun Jiao, with subtle expressions in their eyes.

Just now... the king heard that the goddess came out of the palace, and rushed over almost without stopping.

The weight of the goddess in the king's heart is really heavy.

……

After returning to the palace, Yun Jiao remembered that the two young boys had knelt down because of her punishment. After thinking about it over and over again, she made some meat cakes and quietly went to the ancestral hall.

In the unguarded ancestral hall, Fusu was kneeling on the futon, staring blankly at the tablets of his ancestors.Gan Luo lowered his head and fiddled with a pile of wooden sticks.

"Bi Zhi, you said you are proficient in celestial phenomena, maybe you can guess where my mother is?" Fusu turned his head and looked at him.

"The secret must not be leaked." Gan Luo concentrated on playing with the wooden stick.

"Then what are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about Qin's future."

"My father said that man can conquer heaven, and our country of Qin will be prosperous for eternity." Fusu grinned.

After listening to Fusu's words, Gan Luo looked down at the stick and fell into silence.

"Strange, why is there no one guarding here?" Yun Jiao walked into the ancestral hall, saw the two people, and immediately waved to them, "You are here, I finally found you."

"Goddess?" Fusu turned around and his eyes lit up, "Why are you here?"

Hearing the sound, Gan Luo slowly put away the stick, turned around and bowed to Yun Jiao.

"Um, are you hungry? I made some sesame cakes and I'll bring the meat cakes to you." Yun Jiao walked over, squatted down and opened the food box, taking out the things while looking at them sheepishly,

"Sorry, I didn't even think about it until I got to the meadow that I couldn't ride a horse."

She scratched her head.

Fusu waved his hand, grabbed a piece of meat pie and took a bite. His eyes lit up, and then he said vaguely: "No, no, no, blame me for being reckless. I didn't consider the status of the goddess, and I shouldn't teach the goddess in that way."

"...Call me sister when no one is around in private." The corner of Yun Jiao's mouth twitched.

This goddess sounds too average.

"No, no, etiquette cannot be abolished." Fusu waved his hand quickly.

Yun Jiao held her forehead. After a moment, she thought of something and looked at him: "Where is your mother from?"

There are very few records about Fusu's biological mother in history books, so Yun Jiao is very curious.

"My mother and my father have known each other since they were young. My mother has been with my father for a long time, but suddenly she disappeared." Fusu shook his head, a look of loss flashed in his eyes, "After my mother left, my father burned the Everything about my mother, they say my father hates my mother."

Yun Jiao was silent.

It turns out that there is such a thing. No wonder there is no information about Fusu’s biological mother in the history books.

The two of them were shouted out without being punished for kneeling for long——

For no other reason than the Empress Dowager Huayang was seriously ill, Ying Zheng sent Fu Su to attend to her illness.

As the goddess of Qin, Yun Jiao was dragged to see her.Yun Jiao looked at the pale face of Queen Mother Huayang, and recalled what was recorded in history books that Queen Mother Huayang seemed to be dying of illness during this period, and shook her head at Ying Zheng.

There was no emotion on Ying Zheng's face. He just told Fusu to take good care of Queen Mother Huayang, and then turned and left.

A few days later, the Queen Mother of Huayang died of illness, and at the same time bad news came from Nanyang.

A locust plague broke out in Nanyang. Countless crops were destroyed and the people were miserable.

After the memorial was sent to Xianyang by Nei Shiteng's people, Yingzheng considered that Nanyang was finally in his pocket. At this time, if he personally went to comfort the people of the original Han Dynasty, he would be able to capture the hearts of the people and take over the entire Han Dynasty in the future. The people will not talk much.

With this in mind, after the first seven days of Queen Mother Huayang, Ying Zheng took Fusu and a group of close associates to Nanyang in person.

Of course, Yun Jiao is also in the queue.

This was the first time she left Xianyang to see the land of China in this era.

Through the window of the carriage, she saw the men, women and children dressed in common clothes and with their hair in buns, and then saw the black-armored guards accompanying them, a trace of trance flashed in Yun Jiao's eyes.

[It’s like the terracotta warriors and horses came to life. 】

[These are all our ancestors. 】

[Hmm, what a subtle feeling. 】

In the car next door, Ying Zheng, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth.

At night, the convoy stopped in the wilderness to rest.

Yun Jiao got out of the carriage and ate something casually. Because she was not sleepy, she sat in front of the campfire in a daze.

"Aren't you sleepy?" came a voice.

Yun Jiao turned her head, saw the person coming, and shook her head: "I'm not sleepy."

[If you sleep enough on the road, your biological clock will be turned upside down. 】

Ying Zheng sat next to her, holding a yellowed sheepskin notebook in his hand.

Yun Jiao saw the stitching method of the manuscript and was suddenly surprised: "Hey, where did this thing in the king's hand come from, and who made it?"

[Are there any modern methods for making books in this era? This is still sheepskin and can be preserved for a very long time. 】

"An old friend." Ying Zheng lowered his eyes, stroked the yellowed book, and suddenly asked, "Can the goddess resolve this famine?"

Yun Jiao chuckled guiltily, turned her head and looked away, and held her forehead.

[I am an archaeologist, and I don’t know how to solve disasters and solve problems...]

[If I get cheated this time, I won’t do it. 】

[But having said that, there is no introduction to this section of the Nanyang famine in the book. There are only a few paragraphs. This trip is just in time to collect historical materials.Who knows if I can go back someday and become famous in the archaeological world with this. 】

【Beautiful juice. 】

Ying Zheng suddenly looked up at Yun Jiao, and immediately his eyes fell on the Pisces jade pendant hanging around her waist.

After a moment, Ying Zheng looked away and clenched the note slightly with his fingers.

……

The group traveled for several days and arrived in Nanyang relatively quickly.

After the locust plague passed, the people were hungry and ate tree roots, turf, soil, and some even ate insects.

But these locusts are poisonous. They died of the disease not long after eating the insects, and these corpses were left unattended. A plague soon formed and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the convoy arrived at Nanyang, the plague had spread to most of Nanyang.

For the first time, Yun Jiao's face turned pale when she saw the concrete corpses scattered all over the field, and her stomach suddenly turned upside down.

(End of this chapter)