Zichu learned about the lucky dumplings at the same time as he was granted the imperial decree to become a lord.
Zhu Xiang moved Zichu's bed to the center of the room. He and Lin Zhi stood on the left and right of the bed, speaking sarcastic words to Zichu who was lying on the bed.
Zhu Xiang: "Master Zichu, why are you lying down? If you are so capable, get up and continue to commit suicide."
Lin Zhi: "You are pretending, right? You must be pretending. How can a great Lord An Guo be so weak that he can't even get out of bed?"
Zichu regretted not going home first and returning to Zhu Xiang.
Ying Xiaozheng followed quietly and wanted to mock his own father, but was dragged away by Xue with her mouth covered.
Xue taught him a lesson: "They are friends, it's okay to curse at them. Xia Tong is your father, don't be rude to him."
Ying Xiaozheng felt regretful.
In the dream, I only have the king father, not my biological father, and I only have the king father for three years.
So when he saw that the high and mighty, cold and strict king and father had turned into a sickly and bullied father, he really wanted to take a few more glances.
As my uncle said, this is called creating good memories.
"Have you had enough of this?" Zichu said weakly, "Why did the Lord confer the title of Lord Anguo on me? What's with the lucky dumplings?"
"Aren't you tired of talking about business right after you come back?" After Zhu Xiang had laughed enough, he helped Zichu up and stuffed a cotton pillow behind his back. "Nothing is more important than health. If you die young, you can't be the King of Qin."
Zichu was carried out of the carriage, and Zhu Xiang was almost frightened to the point of cardiac arrest.
He was already worried about Zichu's life span. Could it be that Zichu was fanned by his butterfly wings and sent to the northern grasslands to suffer, dying even younger than in history
Fortunately, the imperial physician said that Zichu's illness had basically healed, but he was just physically exhausted, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"How come you are so weak?" Lin Zhi's face was too lazy to straighten. "It's ok that you didn't eat well or sleep well in Handan, but why are you still so thin after returning to Qin?"
Seeing that his two friends refused to answer his questions and insisted on using his health as an excuse, Zichu sighed and reluctantly said, "I don't know either."
Zhu Xiang thought for a while and said, "You may have a stomach problem and cannot absorb nutrients well."
He explained the problem of gastrointestinal system and nutrient absorption. There are also such diseases in modern times. Some people may suffer from chronic gastrointestinal diseases if they have irregular diet for a long time.
This disease is not a big problem in modern times, as there is plenty of oil and water, and various health products to supplement trace elements. Zichu can only alleviate it by eating small meals frequently and eating a healthy and regular diet.
"Can you rest in Xianyang for a year? Now that you are the Lord of Anguo, you don't have to fight with other princes of Qin." Zhu Xiang said, "I will try to help you recuperate."
Zichu was silent for a while, then said, "I'll try my best."
Lin Zhi wanted to persuade Zichu together with Zhu Xiang, but in the end he sighed, shook his head and remained silent.
The titles of the Qin royal family would not be inherited by their descendants, but Zichu inherited the original title of the crown prince, which proved that the King of Qin intended Zichu to be the crown prince's successor.
When Crown Prince Zhu succeeds to the throne, Zichu will be the next crown prince.
It seems that Zichu really doesn't need to struggle anymore and just needs to wait to inherit the throne.
But the throne of Qin has always been held by the most capable. Zichu has more than twenty brothers, and if Crown Prince Zhu dies early before becoming the King of Qin, the son of the former crown prince will also have the opportunity to compete with him.
The King of Qin valued him and Zheng'er because he and Zheng'er were both the most powerful princes of Qin among their peers.
If he starts to rest and someone else comes along and shows greater talent than him, then he will be replaced.
Even if Zheng'er was very capable, if he himself was mediocre, the King of Qin would not choose him. Moreover, Zheng'er was still young and there was a possibility that he would die.
From the worst-case scenario, Zheng'er might still have an accident even when he grows up, so it's better to rely on yourself than on your son. Zichu is not someone who relies on others.
"Zhu Xiang is here." Lin Zhi was silent for a long while before he comforted her.
Zichu just smiled.
Zhu Xiang pressed his temples: "You think too much."
He wanted to say that in history, Zheng'er suffered so much but still became Qin Shi Huang. With his care in this life, Zheng'er would be healthier and would definitely live longer.
He also wanted to say that Zichu was destined to be the King of Qin, so there was no need to worry too much.
But even if he said it, Zichu would not change himself.
Since Zichu became a hostage, he wanted to fight for everything on his own, instead of relying on the feelings of others. His past as a hostage also made him very eager for power. If he had the opportunity to participate in political affairs, he would never let it go.
Besides, Zichu felt that he was not sick, just a little thin. He came back lying down this time just because he contracted a disease in the north, which was an accident.
Even though Zhu Xiang told him that he was infected with the disease because his body was too weak and his immunity was too low, getting sick was not an accident, but a high probability thing that would happen after overwork.
"You'd better think more." Although Zichu didn't listen to the advice, he was still very happy about his friend's concern, "Thank you. And where is my meat jerky?"
These two people are surrounding him and eating meat jerky. Are they trying to tempt him? Hand over the meat jerky!
Zhu Xiang handed the meat jerky to Zichu. Zichu's sunken cheeks puffed up. Although he looked very different from the chubby Ying Xiaozheng, Zhu Xiang still thought of Ying Xiaozheng.
As expected of father and son, they eat in similar ways even when they are extremely hungry.
Zichu almost choked on the jerky.
He took a sip of the hot milk handed to him by Lin Zhi, then patted his chest and said, "Your Majesty was inspired to make dumplings, and Lin Li came up with a bad idea to add prunes to the dumplings Your Majesty made. Your Majesty and Zheng'er were the luckiest to get two prunes, and the rest of the people who got to eat prunes are all related to you? What a coincidence?"
Meng Ao is Meng Wu's father, and can be considered to be related to Zhu Xiang.
Zhu Xiang sighed, "What a coincidence. I was the last one to pick the dumplings."
Lin Zhi spread his hands and said, "I'm in the middle, neither high nor low, so it's even harder for me to cheat."
Zichu said: "No wonder the Lord made an exception and named me Lord Anguo. Perhaps the Lord thought this was a good omen from heaven."
He paused, frowned and said, "Really not cheating?"
Zhu Xiang and Lin Zhi shook their heads at the same time. How could they be cheating when they served dumplings in front of the King of Qin
Zichu sighed, "Maybe it really is a good sign. Do dumplings made with new flour taste good?"
He hasn't tasted dumplings made with the new flour yet.
Lin Zhi praised: "The dumpling skin is very smooth and tender."
Zichu asked, "Were we eating dumplings today?"
Zhu Xiang said, "Yes. Dumplings have vegetables, meat and staple food, and soup dumplings are easier to digest. The prince sent kelp from Qi. With kelp and some fermented black bean sauce mixed with flour, you can make a very delicious soup."
This soup seems to have simple ingredients. It came from an island country, but it can be given a "foreign" name, called "miso soup".
Although Chinese cuisine is extensive and profound, the cuisines of other places also have their own characteristics. Some modern dishes from a certain Eastern island country are quite delicious. Zhu Xiang will reproduce them for relatives and friends to taste if there is a chance.
He shared delicacies from various countries one or two thousand years later with his relatives and friends, as if he had invited friends from this era to visit him.
Zichu continued to stuff meat jerky into his mouth: "The new flour will be delicious when used to make fried meat, fried chicken and fried fish.
Zhu Xiang rolled his eyes: "You are recovering from illness, no greasy food. Don't even think about fried food."
Zichu showed a look of regret. He now had the motivation to get better urgently.
Lin Zhi held his forehead and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You have An Guojun Mansion, but you didn't go back to An Guojun Mansion as soon as possible. Did you come here to order food?"
Zichu said, "You also have your Lin Mansion, why do you always live here? You say you want to have children, but in the end you don't even go back to be with your wives and concubines?"
Lin Zhi laughed and said, "I am in good health and can have children even if I don't go to the backyard often. You probably need to go to the backyard more often to give Zheng'er a brother or sister."
Seeing that Zichu and Lin Zhi began to mock each other, Zhu Xiang left the battlefield in time to avoid being affected by these two people.
When Zhu Xiang was cooking the Warring States version of kelp miso soup, Xue came into the kitchen and told him that Ying Hou had arrived.
Zhu Xiang told the cook to continue making dumplings and went to meet Fan Ju. Looking at the carts in the courtyard, Zhu Xiang was a little surprised.
Fan Ju said, "Your Majesty has agreed to my resignation. From today on, I will stay here and will not leave."
He pounded his shoulder: "What are we eating today?"
Zhu Xiang looked a little silly: "Seaweed flavor...Seaweed noodle dumplings in black bean sauce soup."
Fan Ju said dissatisfiedly: "Is it prepared for Master Zichu?"
Zhu Xiang came back to his senses and stepped forward to help Fan Ju pat his shoulders: "The kelp noodle and black bean sauce soup is delicious, why not eat it with Xia Tong. Tomorrow we will have fried chicken nuggets and give him porridge."
Fan Ju laughed: "Don't bully him too much, he is the Prince of Qin after all. Where is Bai Qi? Has he not come back yet?"
Zhu Xiang said, "Mr. Bai just arrived a few days ago."
Fan Ju felt his shoulders were comfortable, so he moved them and said, "Don't worry about them, they will tidy up the courtyard by themselves. You continue to cook, and I will go to play chess with Bai Qi."
He put his hands behind his back and walked towards where Bai Qi lived with a swagger.
It was the first time that Zhu Xiang saw Fan Ju with such a relaxed expression and posture, like a retired old man.
Well, Mr. Fan is indeed a retired old man now.
Zhu Xiang scratched his head and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.
As he was putting dumplings into the pot, he suddenly realized something.
The last thing Fan Gong did before his retirement was to sow discord between Lian Gong and Li Mu.
Mr. Fan said that he had completed his work.
(End of this chapter)