"Lord Meng, don't you know? It's being rumored everywhere that our father has other women outside. There are even rumors that our father is planning to establish a queen." Fusu looked at Meng Yi in confusion.
Emperor Qin Shi Huang never had a queen in his lifetime, and the position of queen remained vacant. Coupled with the preparations made by Meng Yi, it is hard not to speculate.
Meng Yi's face was filled with black lines. Are those people too idle? How dare they spread rumors about His Majesty?
"Your Majesty and..." Meng Yi paused, "the relationship is not what you think. My Lord, please don't listen to those rumors."
Fusu nodded. Judging from Meng Yi's expression, he was afraid that he would not tell him, which made him even more curious.
"By the way, sir, is there anything I can do for you? I will go to His Majesty later." Meng Yi had a headache as he had to report this matter to His Majesty later.
"It's nothing, I just feel a little uneasy. What if that tenant farmer is deceiving my father?" Fusu said with a bitter face.
Compared with the enthusiastic group of people in the farm family, he felt really unsure.
"As for this matter, I know that what the tenant farmer said is true. You just need to let people do what he says. The tenant farmer is from the manor under your majesty's name. Your majesty knows it well." Meng Yi thought there was nothing wrong, but it turned out to be just this.
It's not surprising that Prince Fusu doesn't believe it. Even he finds it hard to believe.
Your Majesty has thoroughly understood the situation of Jingshui Pavilion, and these data are all real.
The little princess even dug several huge cellars in Jingshui Pavilion, which were filled with food, which was the foundation of her rebellion.
When Ying Zheng learned that Zhao Qingrui had stored so much grain, he felt both happy and awkward.
It's obvious that so much food was not stored in just one or two years. This girl was really planning to rebel after he died.
After a few seconds of silence, Fusu looked at Meng Yi seriously, hoping to see any panic in his eyes. Unfortunately, there was none. Meng Yi's eyes remained calm from beginning to end. "Lord Meng, are you serious?"
"Of course, I also know the situation at Jingshui Pavilion. My lord, please listen to my advice. His Majesty will not harm you. He has done a lot for you. That's all I have to say. I still have to deliver official documents to His Majesty, so I'll take my leave now."
Meng Yi left quickly. Watching Meng Yi leave, Fusu did not stop and left Zhangtai Palace directly.
Back at the villa, Ying Zheng was painfully running in the small courtyard under the supervision of Zhao Qingrui.
Seeing Meng Yi coming, he quickly winked at Meng Yi, asking him to rescue him.
"Uncle Meng is here, please sit down. I roasted some new tea leaves today, please try it, Uncle Meng." Zhao Qingrui stood over calmly, just blocking his father's sight of asking for help.
Meng Yi didn't think too much about it. Those things were not urgent, at least they couldn't be said in front of the little princess.
"Miss, you can also fry tea. You are really talented." Meng Yi happily took the teacup handed over by Zhao Qingrui. It smelled very fragrant.
"No big deal, these teas are just ordinary jasmine teas. Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Meng." She learned this skill from her grandmother in her previous life. The mountain behind her home used to be an abandoned tea plantation with many tea trees. The tea they drink at home is basically roasted by her grandmother herself.
"Dad, there are only three laps left. Hurry up, there will be delicious food in the evening." Zhao Qingrui shouted when he saw his dad gradually slowing down. His dad had no determination to lose weight, so he had to have someone watching him.
Ying Zheng was panting heavily. He had been in poor health in recent years and had basically avoided such high-intensity exercise. He had been tormented by his daughter every day these days, and he was almost out of temper.
He touched his belly unconsciously. In the afternoon, he went to the harem specifically. The concubines all said that he was mighty. Sure enough, his eyesight was not good.
Although thinking this, Ying Zheng still quickened his pace so that he could finish running earlier and rest earlier.
As for the new delicious food that his daughter mentioned, he simply ignored it. They were just vegetarian dishes and nothing tasty. Meat was still delicious. It was a pity that his daughter only let him eat a little and not more.
Which emperor has such a hard time like him? Ying Zheng wears a mask of pain.
After great effort, I finally finished the run. Just as I was about to sit down, my daughter helped me walk two more laps.
"Qingrui, your plan seems to be of no use, why don't you just give up on it." Ying Zheng panted heavily.
When he was fighting in the war, he was as strong as a bull. Now he is out of breath after running a few steps. He is too tired. This makes him feel that he can't accept his old age.
"It's only been a few days, and you expect it to work. What are you dreaming about?" Zhao Qingrui said speechlessly. His father is not even fifty years old, but his health is so bad. This won't do. Those old men and women in their sixties today can probably knock him down. He must practice more.
Ying Zheng made a bitter face, took the water handed to him by Meng Yi, and drank it in one gulp. Only then did he feel that the burning sensation in his lungs was relieved a little.
"My health isn't good anymore. I used to run so much without any effort." Ying Zheng sighed.
"Since you know your health is not good, then you should exercise more." Zhao Qingrui said with a smile, and told the maid to put the hot water that had been prepared long ago into the room so that her father could go and wash.
Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Qingrui and didn't want to talk to her. He just wanted to bother him.
When Ying Zheng came out after washing, Zhao Qingrui was trimming the flowers and plants in the yard with scissors.
Meng Yi briefly reported to Ying Zheng what happened when he went to the palace to get official documents.
Ying Zheng had a blank expression on his face. "Send a message to Dun Ruo, and ask him to come back later."
Are you all so bored that you're just spreading gossip?
When he found out who was spreading the rumor, he simply pulled out the tongue.
"Yes." Meng Yi knew in his heart that His Majesty would definitely deal with those people.
The dinner was unsurprisingly bland; even the meat dish was just tasteless chicken breast.
It was a mushroom soup, which was unexpectedly delicious.
"I've never seen this kind of mushroom before?" Ying Zheng drank a bowl of soup. It tasted delicious and had a smooth and crispy texture.
"This is called chicken mushroom. It was sent by the people in the farm. That's all it is. It tastes good, right?" Zhao Qingrui also likes the taste of chicken mushroom. A few days ago, there was a light rain, and when the sun came out, these mushrooms popped out. She also knew some mushrooms, and she happened to know this chicken mushroom.
"Tell the people in the farm to pay attention to it, and bring them back if they meet him again." Ying Zheng said with some lingering feeling.
"Dad, where is our family's farm in Xianyang? I want to go and see it." Zhao Qingrui looked at Ying Zheng expectantly.
"There are probably more than a dozen manors, and the things on the manors are just so-so. What's so good about them?" He looked at his daughter in confusion, not knowing what she wanted to do.
"I want to plant some mung bean and red bean fruit trees, and raise some chickens, ducks, pigs, and sheep." Zhao Qingrui counted on her fingers and told her father about her plan. Her father was so capable, he should be able to get these things for her easily, right?
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