Incubating The Black Dragon Clone, I Was Ying Zheng Sims

"Lord Meng, why are you looking at me like that? It's weird."

Speaking of infiltrating people, Zhao Tuo, who was talking while cleaning up the wooden square, didn't seem to care at all.

Meng Yi took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Young Master, please tell the truth."

"Have you anticipated the burning of books? And have you figured out how to deal with it?"

"Um."

"Sure enough... Then you spread the rumors about your frailty by yourself? Just to make things easier?"

"That's it." Zhao Tuo stopped his movements and spread his hands.

"Master Meng, you have confused the order. It is true that I am not in good health. In order to survive, I just make a little money by no one paying attention."

"Little money? Young master, you and I both know that with this porcelain, tea, and even paper making and printing, you will never be able to earn small money."

"Isn't this not for sale?"

Zhao Tuo smiled and patted Meng Yi's shoulder: "Master Meng, don't be so vigilant."

"I'm doing this for our Daqin."

"You also said that this method of making paper and printing is so expensive? I don't need to take it out for nothing, right?"

"So, let's sit down and eat and drink some wine, and why are we doing so many twists and turns."

Saying that, Zhao Tuo carried him back to the hall with a box in one hand.

This scene made Meng Yi's eyes straight.

This large box is full of wooden cubes, and it takes two or three adults to lift it.

As a result, he was carried away by these fifteen young masters one by one?

If this is still weak and frail, I am afraid that Manda Qin can't find a good gentleman, right?

In a daze, Zhao Tuo has already carried the last box in.

Then a voice came from the hall: "Master Meng, do you have any food taboos?"

"Huh? No."

"okay."

Meng Yi, who hadn't reacted yet, was completely unaware of what Zhao Tuo asked this for.

After a while, he came back to his senses, and he suddenly remembered the matter of paper and the method of printing.

"Master, when are you going to give these two things to your majesty?"

Zhao Tuo's voice came from the hall: "It was originally planned to be today, but seeing your performance, Mr. Meng, I decided it was the day after tomorrow."

"Zi La..."

A strange sound rang out, followed by bursts of strange fragrance.

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly ran into the store in shock.

As he ran, he shouted, "Young Master! It's absolutely impossible! After you are Your Majesty, you can leave the meal to the servants. How can you do it yourself?"

"I said, Lord Meng, do you see the shadow of half a servant in my Wangyi Palace?"

"You tell me that, I'll call someone here..."

"Farewell, I'm used to it myself, and I can't say anything about what other people do... Come and come, and taste my master's craftsmanship."

"You can't do it, son! You're not a Zhesha old man... Fragrant! Very fragrant!!!"

After a while, Meng Yi's exclamations came one after another in the main hall of Wangyi Palace.

As the dishes are served, the wines are filled.

Meng Yi, who had just been shouting and shouting at the absolute must, couldn't say anything to refuse.

Another half an hour later, Meng Yi walked out of Wangyi Palace with a blush on his old face.

While rubbing his bulging belly, he was burping his wine while carrying the wrapped china and tea leaves in his hands, not to mention how satisfying it was.

In the next two days, Meng Yi went straight to Zhao Tuo's Wangyi Palace after handling the political affairs at hand.

Just stay for one day.

It is often dark before leaving the palace and going home.

Those who saw it all sighed, this Meng Shangqing can be said to have broken his heart for Da Qin.

After busy with government affairs, I have to teach fifteen sons, and one teaching is a whole day.

Even after Ying Zheng heard about it, he couldn't help sighing secretly, how wise the decision to let Meng Yi teach the old fifteen.

...

The next night, Zhao Tuo left the palace with Meng Yi.

This time I came out for nothing else.

But Wangyi Palace opened his mouth to eat for more than two days, and he still had a big mouth, and he was running out of ingredients, so he had to come out and get some.

Picking and choosing, I got two big pork belly, plus some fruits and vegetables, onion ginger garlic and spices.

Zhao Tuo then walked back with a lot of things.

Some of these things are native to Daqin.

Some were brought back by the Chamber of Commerce under the arrangement of Zhao Tuo.

In order to bring these things back, it cost a lot of money.

But in Zhao Tuo's view, it was all worth it.

Fruits such as watermelon, pomegranate, coriander, and grapes, which are not available in Daqin, will bring huge profits to the chamber of commerce once they are sold.

As for garlic... for the princes and nobles, it will become a good thing they can't live without.

The saying goes well.

Eating meat without garlic will reduce the flavor by half.

Coupled with its unique deodorizing effect... tsk tsk tsk, selling it at a high price is definitely not a problem.

"Lord Meng, Lord Meng, tell me how much you have to eat from me this day."

Just as Zhao Tuo was muttering secretly, considering whether to start collecting Meng Yi's food expenses tomorrow, there was a sudden sound of hooves behind him.

"Yo, isn't this brother? You actually came out to buy the ingredients yourself? You still eat mountain meat? Why are you living such a shabby life?"

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, Zhao Tuo frowned unconsciously.

Hu Hai?

What the hell is this kid looking for?

I saw Hu Hai rode his horse around Zhao Tuo twice, stopped in front of Zhao Tuo and smiled condescendingly:

"Look, look, as a son, you are still doing the work of the servants. You really do it yourself."

"Oh yes, I forgot, there seems to be no servants in your palace, hahahaha."

"Hahahahahaha..."

There was a burst of laughter from the surrounding Hu Hai's guards.

The so-called dog fights against people, but that's it.

"Xi, I said that your kid's horse is farther away from my brother. He is weak and frail, what will you do if you encounter it again."

"Hey, hey hey..."

The guard named Hui grinned and exchanged glances with Hu Hai.

Reaching out and grabbing the mane, it seems to be trying to control the horse to turn around, but in fact it is pulling hard.

"Sigh!"

The horses were so frightened that they raised their front hooves and were about to step on Zhao Tuo!

can be seen.

This time, what seemed to be a chance encounter was actually a well-planned trial.

And these were known to Zhao Tuo as early as when Hu Hai and the guard named Hui were flirting with each other.

Facing the trampled horse's hoof, Zhao Tuo's eyes were cold and calm.

The next second, the sleeve on the left shoulder moved, and the clone of the black dragon stuck his head out from the neckline.

A pair of icy and majestic golden dragon eyes met the frightened horse directly!

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