The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 32 Delicious pig meat, everyone in the world is pursuing profit
Baji, Baji~!
Ying Zheng chewed vigorously and took time out of his busy schedule to respond.

"I'll tell you in a few days."

"Well, it's a waste of time." Ying Chengjiao straightened up, raised one hand and said, "Eat, eat, eat slowly."

The three plates of meat were quickly finished.

Ying Zheng's lips were greasy and he was still not satisfied, but he was too embarrassed to say it, so he just kept eating the minced meat on the plate.

Ying Chengjiao asked the eunuch to come in and collect the plates.

"It's not that I won't give it to you, brother.

“We couldn’t get beef, but we had plenty of mutton, dog meat, and pig meat.

"But brother, this is your first time eating stir-fried food, so you need to be moderate. Eating too much for the first time could put your life in danger."

Ying Zheng understood and put down his chopsticks.

When he was in Handan, he saw with his own eyes that the prince of Zhao would invite a beggar who had been hungry for a long time into his courtyard and reward him with lots of food.

The beggar was so hungry that he ate anything he wanted, he wolfed down the food, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and thanking the food while eating.

Many princes of the State of Zhao watched from the sidelines, and sometimes forced the beggar who could not eat any more to continue eating by forcing him to eat.

This is another game played by the young masters - the last meal before execution.

They bet that some beggars would die of starvation.

Among the beggars who survived and did not die, only a few could get out, and most of them would be killed by the losers out of anger.

Ying Zheng licked the oil from his lips, touched his belly, and picked up the chopsticks again.

"I can still eat two more plates for my brother's martial arts training, so it's no problem."

Four eunuchs entered and placed four dishes on the large table, three meat dishes and one vegetable dish.

Ying Chengjiao picked up the bowl and chopsticks and said jokingly:
"Of course I know that you can eat more, but I'm afraid that if I feed you enough at once, you will just have to watch me eat and suffer."

Ying Zheng felt a little embarrassed, then he remembered that his brother had not eaten yet, so he picked up some meat with his chopsticks.

"I'm not picky about food, I just want to fill my stomach. I lost my temper today because my cooking was so delicious."

After the meat entered his mouth, Ying Zheng looked very satisfied, and said while smacking his lips:
"What kind of meat is this?"

Ying Chengjiao was infected by his brother's eating habits. He also picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, and felt that it tasted better than usual.

"You are eating pig meat now."

"Pig meat? How did you make it? Smack, smack, there's no smell of pig meat at all, only the aroma."

"The meat of a castrated pig is plump and has no fishy smell." (Note 1)
"Don't bluff me, brother. I've eaten castrated pigs before. Baji, baji, it's far worse than this."

"I haven't finished talking yet. Boil it first, then take it out and slice it. Heat the oil over high heat, add the meat, and serve it with strong liquor. Then add the spices and stir-fry until they are fragrant..."

"It's such a hassle, no wonder it tastes so good, can I bring it to my mother to try?"

"Of course, if you're willing, just ask her to come here to eat. This meat is best when it's just out of the pot. I built a room behind the kitchen so that I can eat it first."

"No, I'll take it to my mother."

After they finished eating, Ying Chengjiao asked the chef to make four more dishes and put them into the food box.

He then found a driver to drive his brother to find Zhao Ji, and told his brother to return to Chengjiao Palace.

"We are not afraid of trouble, but there is no need to look for trouble."

In the Qin Palace, only Prince Chengjiao's Chengjiao Palace had few rules.

Before my brother entered the ancestral temple, living in other royal palaces not only restricted his hands and feet, but also made it easy for others to deliberately provoke him, set traps, and catch him.

"I understand."

Ying Zheng agreed seriously and left with the carriage.

Ying Chengjiao stretched himself, his buttocks felt painful again. He grimaced in dissatisfaction and called for a driver.

"Go to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"only."

Get in the carriage, four horses.

Thick blankets have been placed in the carriage in advance to reduce the pain of sitting down.

The layout is just like the five-horse royal chariot, and there are even more varieties of fruits and vegetables on the plate than in the chariot.

Ying Chengjiao took a sip of water.

"Is Wang Jian not back yet?"

The driver responded outside, and one could hear a smile and relief in his voice. "If you miss Lord Wang, just send someone to call Lord Wang back. Pinyang is only 600 miles away from Xianyang, and a fast horse can get there in two days."

"Well, this is the first time he's come home to visit his family in five years. How can I have the nerve to call him back?"

"I have never seen anyone better than you, sir."

"...But now that he's gone, it's really inconvenient for me. I'm used to having him around. So, after you send me to the Xiangbang Mansion, find someone to go to Pinyang and bring Wang Jian's family back to Xianyang."

"Yes." The driver sighed enviously and whispered, "When will I be so lucky that my whole family can be brought to live in Xianyang?"

Xianyang, the first of the five cities in Central Plains.

Everyone who knows this city wants to come.

Zhangtai Street, Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Ying Chengjiao entered with ease and swagger, and no one stopped him.

Most of the minor officials passing by would give way and wait for Master Chengjiao to pass before they move on.

And the dignitaries and ministers of high status would tease Prince Chengjiao, touch his head and show their affection.

The Prime Minister's Office is the government office with the most important officials.

Changshi is an extremely special official position, similar to a secretary, and there were many Changshi in the Qin State.

The identity and status of the Crown Prince's Chief Clerk, the Chief Clerk of the Supreme Court, the Chief Clerk of the Imperial Censor, etc. are determined by the prepositioned noun.

Among the ministers' chief secretaries, the most prominent one is the chief secretary of the prime minister.

A minor clerk took Ying Chengjiao to find the Prime Minister's Chief Secretary Lu Buwei, and bowed to take his leave.

Ying Chengjiao walked into the room filled with bamboo slips, looked around, and uttered a light "Eh".

"Wei Zhe is not here?"

After a nap, the energetic Lu Buwei put down the bamboo slips in his hand and placed the brush on the desk.

"The Prime Minister seems to have important matters to attend to and has been out for an hour."

Ying Chengjiao snorted.

"I'm sure you're holding back. This old man will deal with me, forbidding me to do this or that. If he listens to me, the Qin State will be ten times more powerful than it is now! When will you take him down, sir?"

[If I were the prime minister, I would not allow it either. Whatever the Duke of Wei stopped was a serious matter.]
Lu Buwei put his finger on his lips and looked around.

"Sir, are you here for the eldest son's matter?"

Gather your sleeves and raise your hands.

"Bu Wei has fulfilled his mission! Thank you, sir, for giving Bu Wei the opportunity to resolve the situation."

Ying Chengjiao gave a thumbs up.

"Cai! What did you do, sir?"

Lu Buwei looked normal.

"Bu Wei sentenced all assassins to family death and confiscated their property and put it into the Shaofu."

Ying Chengjiao's face gradually turned pale.

Lu Buwei seemed not to see it and continued talking.

"All assassins and their relatives in Xianyang were brought to Caotan and beheaded at noon today.

“Everyone says that businessmen pursue profit, which is true, but in fact, everyone in the world pursues profit.

"The assassins killed the eldest son because someone offered them a reward greater than their own lives. One person's death can bring peace to the whole family, and this deal is extremely profitable.

"Bu Wei took away all their profits, and also took their relatives into account in the risks they took.

“With such a huge disparity between effort and reward, naturally no one would be willing to assassinate the eldest son.

“It is the prince’s wish not to track down the person behind this.

“It is the eldest young master’s wish that he not be assassinated.

“It is my wish to resolve the hatred with the eldest prince.

"All three wishes have been fulfilled. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."

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【Note 1: castration, castration.】

(End of this chapter)