Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 35
After bidding farewell to Yan Dan, Ying Zheng returned home, seeing Zhao Ji still waiting at the door, he felt warm in his heart.

"Mother, let Zheng'er cook today's dinner..."

"Okay!" In this era, there is no saying that a gentleman should not be a cook, so Zhao Ji happily agreed.

Yingzheng has lived alone for a year, and his cooking skills have long been perfected. With his soul from later generations, he has a different view on how to cook food.After about an hour, a table of dishes carefully cooked by Ying Zheng came out of the pan.

In autumn, it is not too early to get dark.Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng sat opposite each other. After a year, the originally lively dinner table became very deserted.But Zhao Ji ate very happily, because this was the first time Ying Zheng cooked for her, and the taste was far beyond her expectations.At this moment, she still didn't quite believe that this was made by her son, who was only eight years old, and the taste of the dishes was no less than that of ordinary restaurant chefs.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting across from him, was also in a daze. For him, it was a long, long time ago that he really had dinner with his family.

The two of them ate for a long time, but they also remained silent for a long time, only the sound of chopsticks and bowls colliding.

In the next few days, Ying Zheng surprisingly didn't practice, but got up every day, doing the things he used to do when he was at home.Moving materials and watering, just like when he was seven years old.The only difference is that Ying Zheng has an extra job as a cook.And Zhao Ji didn't compete with Yingzheng, but was still doing her needlework.

The peaceful days always pass quickly, and the ten-day period is reached in a blink of an eye.

In the early morning, Ying Zheng opened his eyes, and the stars were shining outside the window.Ying Zheng walked to the window, and through the gap, he could still vaguely see some lights.

"It seems that my heart has completely forgiven you, Queen Mother..." Ying Zheng thought with a wry smile.Last night, Ying Zheng stayed up all night. Similarly, Zhao Ji, who was originally extremely thrifty, also did needlework all night.Ying Zheng knew in his heart that Zhao Ji was making new clothes for herself.

"Squeak!" Ying Zheng walked out of the house, and the cool air lifted his spirits a lot.

At the same time, Zhao Ji also extinguished the oil lamp in the house and walked out the door.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally it was Zhao Ji who spoke first: "Zheng'er, these are the clothes my mother made for you in the past few days. If there is no accident, they should be enough for you to wear for two or three years."

"Thank you, mother!" Ying Zheng said hoarsely, carrying the somewhat heavy burden.

"Are you ready? Don't cause trouble for the husband." Zhao Ji urged again.

"Mother, don't worry, Zheng'er is ready."

"Lack of money and goods?"

"No shortage."

Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng were talking about some unnutritious things like this. Finally, Zhao Ji exhausted everything she could say, and could only look at Ying Zheng silently.

"Mother, Zheng'er should go." Ying Zheng's cold voice sounded again.

Zhao Ji nodded, but did not speak.

Going back to the house to pick up the prepared baggage, Ying Zheng didn't take another look at Zhao Ji who was standing there, and walked slowly towards the door. "Squeak!" Opening the old wooden door, Ying Zheng used his kung fu with all his strength, and disappeared out of the street in an instant.

At the entrance of the street, Ying Zheng was panting heavily.Running the exercises at full strength still has a lot of burden on Ying Zheng's eight-year-old body.

"Have you bid farewell to your mother?" A young man's voice sounded.

"Huh?" Ying Zheng raised his head suddenly, and a handsome young man appeared in front of his eyes.

"Old...teacher?" Ying Zheng looked at the person in front of him in shock and said in a daze.

The young man smiled slightly and said evilly, "Why, don't you recognize him as a teacher?"

"Teacher, you have changed so much that no one else can adapt." Ying Zheng quickly adjusted his state and said with a wry smile.

The old man Zhongyin said with contempt on his face: "I am only over fifty years old as a teacher. Based on the lifespan of a monk Yuanying, I am almost a young man."

After hearing this, Ying Zheng pursed his lips, and finally held back the words he wanted to curse.

"Crack!" The old man Zhongyin took out a folding fan at some point, and hit Yingzheng hard on the head, causing Yingzheng a lot of pain. "Boy, let's go!"

"Here..." Ying Zheng patted the top of his head, carrying his burden, and hurried to follow.

Not long after Yingzheng left with the old man Zhongyin, a figure shot out from a tree branch and ran towards the Zhao Palace.

"Father, don't embarrass the child." Zhao Wanggong, a luxuriously dressed child tugged at Zhao Wang's sleeve, coquettishly said.

Zhao Wang also said cheerfully: "Yan'er, you have to be obedient, as long as you obey my father, next time my father will take you out hunting."

Zhao Yan rolled her small eyes, then nodded happily.

"Report to Your Majesty, the secret guards are here to report..." Outside the main hall, an old voice sounded.

"Come in." Zhao Wang hugged Zhao Yan and said.

"Wei!" An old eunuch with gray hair walked slowly into the hall with his waist bowed.

"Read!" Zhao Wang said casually.

The old eunuch raised his head slightly, glanced at Zhao Yan in Zhao Wang's arms, and did not speak.

"Read!" The action of the old eunuch did not escape Zhao Wang's eyes, and Zhao Wang waved his hand impatiently and said.

"Wei!" The old eunuch lowered his head again, and said respectfully, "Qin's protégé, Prince Zheng, left the city with a young man..."

"What! He's a proton, yet he dares to go out of the city without permission!" Before King Zhao could speak, Zhao Yan in his arms jumped up impatiently and shouted angrily.

"Father, such thieves must be severely punished! Let all the countries see how rude the Qin barbarians are!" Zhao Yan turned his head and said to Zhao Wang.

"His Royal Highness!" The old eunuch reminded Zhao Yan when he saw Zhao Yan dancing in Zhao Wang's arms.

That's right, a year ago, after confirming that the "overlord star" he identified as indeed possessed extraordinary talent, King Zhao conferred Zhao Yan as the prince early in order to unite people's hearts.

Zhao Wang said lovingly: "It's okay, it's okay. But this time, we can't touch this Qin countryman."

"Why!" Zhao Yan asked with some incomprehension.

"Oh, you will understand when you grow up." Zhao Wang said helplessly.

Zhao Yan saw that Zhao Wang looked a little frustrated, and quickly comforted him: "Father, don't worry, when the child grows up, I will definitely get rid of those Qin people who don't understand etiquette for my father!"

Zhao Wang was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then burst out laughing.

The laughter of Prince Zhao and his son echoed throughout the palace.Only His Highness's bowed old eunuch shook his head imperceptibly.

"There is more than one Qin country in this world! His Royal Highness is still too young!" The old eunuch thought helplessly.

(End of this chapter)