Daqin: This prince always wants to rebel

Feeling this invisible oppression, the young man's heart trembled, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and the aura around his body surged.

In this world, no one has ever allowed anyone to kneel down.

But when he thought that the other party was the prince, the young man suddenly felt like a deflated balloon, and his strong momentum was gone.

And he knelt on the ground.

The ten "Zongren Mansion" guards who were about to draw their swords stopped their actions when they saw that the young man had calmed down.

"interesting?!!"

Qin Lang's eyes flashed with surprise, and the corners of his mouth curved.

He turned to look at the man on his right and said, "What is this boy's name? Which royal family is he descended from?"

The "Zongren Mansion" is a special area where royal members are imprisoned and is also responsible for recording their actions.

The boy in front of him was brought into the "Zongren Mansion", which obviously proved that he was a descendant of a certain prince.

"Back to His Royal Highness, this young man's name is Qin Anyu, and he is the young prince of the Ruiqing Palace."

The man on the right immediately raised his hand and answered.

"Is his father a prince or a county king?"

Qin Lang asked lightly.

Regardless of whether it is the world in the previous life or this world, the princes of the past dynasties are divided into two levels: princes and county kings.

Princes are the sons of the current emperor and the emperor's brothers; county princes are the sons of the emperor's sons and the emperor's brothers, and of course military commanders who have made great achievements on the battlefield.

If the prince makes a mistake, his title will be reduced to that of the county king.

If a member of the royal family whose title has been demoted wants to be promoted from a prince to a prince, he or she must have relatives who go to the battlefield and make meritorious deeds.

In addition, the Qin Dynasty had an unwritten rule that granted kings, marquises, and prime ministers but not lands, and they could not have more than 10,000 private soldiers.

To put it simply, it means giving you a title, but not giving you a fief, nor can you build an army...

"Prince."

The guard responded immediately.

"Prince? In that case, Gu is your uncle."

Qin Lang looked at the young Qin Anyu with a playful expression.

King Ruiqing is the son of the previous emperor, named Qin Tianbao.

Since being named a prince, Qin Tianbao has withdrawn from the battle for the throne. He is also one of the two surviving princes, but unfortunately he died a hundred years ago.

The other one is King Pingyang, Qin Tianyuan.

In terms of status, I am the king and he is the minister.

In terms of seniority, he is this boy's uncle.

Qin Anyu lowered his head and said nothing, complaining secretly in his heart.

"What on earth did this boy commit that led you to bring him to the clan's mansion?"

Qin Lang asked curiously.

"I accidentally beat to death the third son of the Minister of Household Affairs."

"The old man's third son, the Minister of Household Affairs, no matter how useless he is, is still a seventh-grade divine palace warrior. How could he be easily beaten to death by an eighth-grade star-moon warrior like him?"

Qin Lang obviously didn't believe it.

The third son of the Minister of Household Affairs, although he is hundreds of years old, he looks middle-aged.

But after all, he is a seventh-grade divine palace realm first-level heavenly warrior. How could he be easily beaten to death by an eighth-grade star-moon realm third-level heavenly warrior?

"Back to Your Highness, this matter is not our responsibility. We are only responsible for bringing him to the clan's residence and placing him under house arrest."

The guard answered again.

Qin Lang was a little disappointed when he didn't get the answer he wanted.

But he was very curious about how Qin Anyu in front of him beat to death the son of the Minister of Household Affairs.

"Take him away."

"promise!"

Everyone stood up and left with Qin Anyu.

"Brother Prince, who is that person?"

Looking at the group of people walking away, Qin Xi asked curiously.

"The youngest son of King Ruiqing, Qin Anyu."

"Who is King Ruiqing?"

Qin Xi tilted his little head, his big eyes showing curiosity.

Qin Lang picked him up and said with a smile: "The current King Ruiqing is the son of your father and brother. In terms of seniority, you are that boy's aunt."

"Aunt? Brother Prince, you are so old!"

Qin Xi stared at him with big eyes and a look of disgust on his face.

"Xi'er is just a little kid now, but she wants to be someone's aunt. If word spreads, it might make people laugh out loud."

"Hahaha!!"

Qin Lang smiled loudly at Tian Tian, ​​pinched her little face lovingly, and strode forward.

Not long after, the two came to the kitchen.

A place as big as two football fields.

The steward in charge of the kitchen, a chubby middle-aged man with plain appearance, immediately greeted me.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Little Princess."

"Uncle Lin, what delicious food are you going to prepare for me and the prince brother today?"

Before Qin Lang could speak, Qin Xi asked first, his eyes revealing his expectations for the dishes.

"Go back to Your Highness the Princess. Today I will prepare twice-cooked thin pork, stir-fried shredded pork with tomatoes, steamed mandarin fish... stewed pork ribs with winter melon for you and Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Lin Mao answered with a smile.

Listening to these eight dishes, Qin Xi swallowed hard and couldn't wait to eat them.

"Brother Prince, let's go eat quickly."

"Um!"

In response, Qin Lang gave Lin Mao a place to eat.

Originally, they didn't need to come here to dine, they just had to wait for someone from the kitchen of the "Zongren Mansion" to bring it to them.

But Qin Xi likes to eat hot food, especially freshly cooked and served food.

When they arrived at an independent attic, the two of them sat quietly on stools and waited, while Lin Mao ordered people to prepare meals...

After a hearty meal, Qin Xi suddenly looked satisfied.

Seeing Qin Xi eating happily and satisfied, Lin Mao suddenly showed a happy smile.

Qin Xi said: "Manager Lin, how are you preparing the things I want you to prepare?"

"Go back to Your Highness, the ingredients you need have been prepared."

"Take the orphan to a separate kitchen."

"promise!"

After a while, the three of them came to an independent stove room. The fire in the stove had already been lit.

"Brother Prince, what are we doing here?"

Qin Xi was puzzled.

"I'll make you a delicious dish."

Qin Lang pretended to be mysterious and asked him to stand aside while he strode forward.

Looking at the ingredients in front of him, Qin Lang rolled up his sleeves, took the elbow that was aside and burned it on the stove. Then he got a plate of clear water and prepared to blanch onions, ginger and cooking wine...

Today, he was going to make some soy sauce pork elbow for Qin Xi.

Seeing Qin Lang's smooth movements in the kitchen, Lin Mao was confused for a moment and stared blankly.

In his impression, the prince should be a pampered child who was born with plenty of food to eat.

Everything is served.

But the scene before him completely subverted his understanding...

After three hours of simmering, the thigh-thick elbow has been stewed so elastic that it melts in your mouth.

As the lid of the pot is opened, the rich aroma comes out, making people salivate.

Qin Xi, who was standing with Lin Mao, smelled the fragrance and was instantly salivated with greed.

Taking the elbow from the pot onto a plate, Qin Lang brought it to Qin Xi and said with a smile, "Does it smell good?"

"fragrant!"

Qin Xi nodded hard.

"Go out to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Lang took Qin Xi outside and sat down in front of a stone table.

As soon as he sat down, Qin Lang looked sideways at Lin Mao and said, "Manager Lin, go to the kitchen and put out the fire. Remember not to touch the soup in the pot."

"promise!"

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