I Want To Be Qin II

Ying Gao was a little worried!

After all, he had just gained some goodwill with Qin Wangzheng, once he left the mansion, the goodwill might be in vain.

This time, the biggest reason why he was able to appear in Qin Wangzheng's study was Wang Ben's recommendation. Without Wang Ben, he would not even be able to go to Xianyang Palace.

Daqin has strict rules and regulations.

The majestic Qin Fa made Great Qin a strictly disciplined war machine compiled by Qin Fa. If you hadn't lived in this era, you wouldn't have experienced the power of Qin Fa.

This is not the first time Yinggao has experienced this. If he wants to survive in this barbaric era, he must obey its rules.

Unless you are like Qin Wangzheng, you are qualified to call the wind and change the rules.

Thinking of this, Ying Gao's desire to go out couldn't help but fade away, but seeing the eagerness in Wang Li's eyes, for a moment, he didn't know how to refuse.

"Gao, nothing will happen!"

Wang Li smiled casually, and took Ying Gao's hand: "I used to go out a lot, so it's okay!"

"Before grandfather and father arrive, you and I just need to go back home in a hurry, let's go—!"

"Walk!"

Ying Gao smiled wryly, but he didn't say anything more to Wang Li. Children of this age are at their most playful, so it's hard for him to refuse this only playmate.

Wang Li treated him very well, like a brother, and did not alienate him because he was only a third son.

Moreover, the first step of Ying Gao's plan to win over Wang Jian was to open a gap in Wang Li. After all, compared to the two old foxes, Wang Jian and Wang Ben, Wang Li was much more immature.

The most important thing is that Qin Wangzheng is now in his prime, and once he wins over the courtiers, Ying Gao will probably receive a crazy blow from Qin Wangzheng.

...

The sun climbed up the mountain in the east, and for a while, the light swept across the world, the thin autumn wind stirred up light dust, and the earth and mist filled the sky and the earth on both sides of the Wei River.

For a moment, the entire Xianyang King City was covered by a vast expanse. Walking on the street, Ying Gao could only feel the smell of earth in the air.

On the avenue in the city, there were cars and horses rattling and pedestrians rushing, and officials rushed to the government office by car and horse.

Farmers who work at sunrise and rest at sunset leave the house for nothing, rush to tell each other, go to the workshop, and go to the farmland in the outskirts of the city.

At this moment, the entire Xianyang King City seemed to wake up all of a sudden, giving people a sense of vitality.

"Gao, this is the first time you've seen Xianyang City, isn't it the big day?" Seeing Ying Gao's expression of surprise and confusion, Wang Li couldn't help but smile.

Hearing this, Ying Gao smiled abruptly.

This sentence made Ying Gao suddenly think of a sentence from later generations, have you seen the sky in Beijing at 3:30 in the morning?

It's just that in the previous life, only overtime dogs and only Bei Piao could see the Beijing sky at 3:30 at this moment. Now Ying Gaogui is the son of Daqin, and he has no worries about food and clothing all his life.

Of course he has never seen it!

However, Wang Li's words were somewhat inaccurate.

"Of course I have seen the sky of the Xianyang King City at Chenshi, and I have also seen the great sun at this moment, but I have never seen officials, workers, farmers..."

"Brother Li, where are you taking me?" After finishing speaking, Ying Gao couldn't help asking Wang Li.

"Go to the morning market on Changyang Street, there is a shop with mutton soup that tastes so delicious, it makes people greedy..." Wang Li smacked his lips as he spoke, obviously missing the taste of mutton soup.

Changyang Street is a long street inside the South Gate of Xianyang.

Beikou and Wangcheng face each other across a piece of Populus euphratica forest. It is about three miles long from north to south and more than ten feet wide from east to west.

It is connected with shops and workshops, and it is a big city with the most concentrated local merchants in Qin State.

To the east of Changyang Street, separated by a row of official residences, is the world-famous Shangshangfang market.

The two cities are adjacent to each other, and Changyang Street was named Guoshi by the State Administration of Customs and Municipal Affairs Bureau.

Shangshangfang, where Shandong merchants gathered, was named Waishi.

"Two bowls of mutton soup..." Wang Li, a regular customer, yelled at the proprietress.

"coming!"

The store is not big, but there are many customers. In the small storefront, seven or eight people were sitting, waiting for the proprietress to bring the mutton soup, which made Ying Gao stunned.

This scene made him have a familiar scene of Chinese people queuing up for breakfast. For a while, he was a little kind, and his heart was full of emotions.

Unfortunately, Ying Gao knew that he would never go back.

"Two take it slowly, it's not enough..." A little girl brought the pottery bowl and put it on the table.

Looking at the mutton soup in the pottery bowl, Ying Gao's eyes lit up. This is mutton in clear soup, but he doesn't recognize the green vegetables added in it.

After bringing it over, Ying Gao didn't smell the unique smell of mutton, and was a little surprised by this small shop. He knew that removing the smell of mutton was not easy.

But then Ying Gao felt relieved. If there is no secret recipe, he might not be able to continue in this world. After all, this is the largest city in the world, Qin City.

The smell was so strong that Ying Gao couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the white cake on the plate and tore it into ceramic bowls, and ate it.

After taking a few bites, Ying Gao had to admit that Chinese people have a talent that no one else can match.

"Gao, why did you tear up the white cake..." Wang Li thought that Ying Gao was born in the royal family and had never eaten mutton soup, so he couldn't help but said.

Hearing this, Ying Gao smiled indifferently: "Brother Li, eating like this is delicious!"

...

After eating breakfast on Changyang Street, the two of them just felt comfortable. After strolling around Changyang Street, Wang Li pulled Ying Gao and said, "Let's go, let's go to Weishui..."

Hearing this, Ying Gao was taken aback: "Brother Li, isn't it, without a photo, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to leave the city—?"

Ying Gao didn't want to go out of the city at all. He knew better than anyone else that the current Xianyang Wangcheng was under the surveillance of the Black Ice Terrace when Lu Buwei made "Lu's Spring and Autumn" worth a thousand dollars.

Their whereabouts must be extremely transparent in the eyes of Qin Wangzheng.

"Ha ha……"

Smiling and shaking his head, Wang Li pointed to the southeast direction and said, "There is a canal in the southeast direction of Wangcheng, we call it Weishui..."

"I think other people are already waiting there, hurry up..."

Hearing this, Ying Gao breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't leave the Xianyang King City, he could almost accept it.

After all, as long as there is Xianyang King City besides the palace, even if Qin Wangzheng is dissatisfied, it will not be too much.

Although Ying Gao is only eight years old now, his age has already changed in his heart, and he has experienced countless things in the world, so he naturally knows that some things are within the rules.

"Brother Li, according to you, is there anyone else besides us?"

Ying Gao's eyes flickered for a moment. He didn't think this Xianyang King City was so friendly to him. Compared with the unknown Xianyang King City, Wang Jian's mansion was safer.

He once heard a sentence, and deeply believed it: Only the living are worthy of everything!