Although Ying Zheng has lived in the Zhao family in the past few years, he has not lived there for no reason. He has to help the Zhao family with some things on weekdays. After the Zhao State experienced the Changping War, Bai Qi buried 400,000 men alive.

At this time, there were almost only a few old and weak women and children left in Zhao State. Although the Zhao family was a wealthy family, there were not many men working in the family. Almost all of them were drafted by Zhao State and most of them died. In addition, his status was embarrassing, and

The old lady didn't like it very much, so even though he was the grandson of the powerful Qin Dynasty, he still had to do servants' things every day in exchange for two meals a day, an extra meal at noon, and a supper at night.

At night, Hu Niang did a lot of work herself and begged for some food, which she saved for him.

The old man's face was originally ashen, but after hearing his explanation, he couldn't help but feel a hint of pity. He paused, looked at him gently, took two mouthfuls of rice, then lowered his head and said:

"Go, but if you can't stand it later, a certain family won't be merciful."

A smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face, he agreed, then picked up his bowl and ate quietly.

Shortly after noon, Ying Zheng talked to the old man for a while, and then walked out of the yard and walked to the kitchen. It was midsummer now, and since lunch had just been eaten, the kitchen was still very busy.

, Ying Zheng didn’t even say hello to the old woman who was guarding there. He took a bucket himself, went to the well in the yard to get water, and did some heavy work. It was almost afternoon, and the people in the kitchen were

They came back one after another to prepare the dinner for the masters in the evening. Although the Zhao family was considered rich in the past, it was still incomparable to Lu Buwei. In addition, the Zhao family had been recruiting soldiers all year round in the past two years. At the beginning, the male member of the Zhao family was dead.

After getting older, the Zhao family looked even more withered. Now that Zhao Zong and others had grown up, they also joined the Zhao army last year, and Zhao Zheng's life gradually improved.

"Da Lang is coming back tonight. I heard that he has brought many of his comrades from the army, all of whom are descendants of aristocratic families. The old lady wants us to prepare more dishes and entertain the guests well." The two women in the kitchen were talking.

While chatting, Ying Zheng went out carrying a load of grass ash, when he happened to hear the name of Dalang Zhao Zong, his brows furrowed, and there was a haze in his eyes.

"Hey, Mr. Zhenglang." When the two women were chatting, a woman sitting near the door accidentally saw Zhao Zheng carrying something out of the back door. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help it.

Then he raised his voice and shouted:

"There is a banquet in the front hall tonight. The slave family is worried that no one can serve in front. Mr. Zheng has nothing to do. Why don't you go back and rest now and come over later?" The woman is also a small steward in the kitchen.

This was what the old lady ordered when she called her over this afternoon. Nowadays, it is rare for the Zhao family to hold a lively banquet, but there are no servants in front of it. Originally, this was just a casual talk of the old lady, but this woman has always been

They all wanted to please the old lady, but now the Zhao Mansion had only a small number of people, and even fewer male servants. If she hadn't seen Zhao Zheng helping out at the moment, she really wouldn't have thought that he could take her place.

Ying Zheng frowned and ignored her. He picked up the firewood and spread it in the small flower bed at the back. When he came back, he was about to continue working. Unexpectedly, the woman refused to let her go. She had already put her hands on it.

He was waiting there with his arms crossed and an impatient look on his face. But when he saw Ying Zheng coming back, a trace of disdain flashed across his face. Seeing him walking straight towards him, he didn't give way. Instead, he straightened out his chest and raised it again.

The voice said:

"Did Zhao Langjun hear what the slave family said? The slave family has a good intention and allows Zhao Langjun to serve you at the front so that you can eat and drink. Da Lang's guests are all nobles. Whoever is generous at that time will be rewarded.

You have one or two taels of gold, isn't that a huge honor?" The woman covered her mouth and smiled, looking at Ying Zheng, her tone was full of encouragement. Ying Zheng's face suddenly darkened, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

The woman was startled by his wild wolf-like gaze, and subconsciously took a step back. When she realized what she was doing, she realized that she had been frightened by this little bitch. She was so angry that she didn't even care to ask him anymore.

He just snorted twice:….

"Huh, you don't want to go? Forget it if you don't want to go. Anyway, that bitch Zhao Huan is still here, why don't you go get to work quickly?"

When Ying Zheng heard Hou Niang's name, he shook his hands slightly. He couldn't show his temper at this time. Hou Niang usually wanted to give him more food and drink, so she often suffered from the idleness of these women. If he continued to let it go

Wouldn't his temper attack affect the woman who had always taken care of him like his mother? He was just going to the front office to work. Even if he suffered some ridicule from Zhao Zong, he had endured it for several years anyway. If he didn't endure it anymore, he would

So that Hu Niang doesn’t have to be so humble and bullied. Thinking of this, Ying Zheng pursed his lips, looked up at the woman, and said coldly:

"It's okay to go. This matter has nothing to do with your mother-in-law. Anyway, the only thing missing in the front hall is the waiter. The maid should be fine?" When he saw this, the woman felt slightly suffocated, and then she

He turned his head away and nodded subconsciously. When he came back to his senses, he felt angry again. But when he heard that he was willing to go to the front hall, his face looked a little better, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Listen to Ying Zhengdao:

"But you have to give me more food in the future. I haven't eaten enough recently. If you are willing to agree, then I will go. If not, then you should hire someone else."

The woman originally thought that he was going to ask for some conditions, but when she heard that he was just asking for more food, she could still make the decision on these matters. Besides, even if a child could eat, how much more could he eat?

She gave him more to deal with the current difficulty first. After thinking about it, she nodded happily: "Of course it's no problem!"

Because according to the woman, the banquet in the evening was full of distinguished guests, she was afraid that he would offend the distinguished guests, and the woman was also afraid that he would be disgraceful by looking like this, and that she would be scolded instead of flattering her, so even the kitchen matters were ignored.

He didn't let him do any more work, and drove him back early, asking him to wash up before going to the front hall to wait on him. The rest of the work in the kitchen was done by a few women who were sitting around chatting.

I have always been tired, and when I heard that I had to do something, the expressions on everyone's faces were not very good. I scolded both Ying Zheng and this woman behind their backs, and then stood up slowly and reluctantly.

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Yingzheng didn't care about this, since Zhao Zong couldn't hide from him anyway. It was still early, so he might be able to learn martial arts from the old man when he returned to the courtyard.

When he returned to the yard, the old man had disappeared without knowing where he was. Ying Zheng felt depressed, so he had to wash up, dawdle for a while, and take a thick bamboo slip that Hou Niang finally got for him and leaf through it for a while.

Son, seeing that it was getting late, he slowly walked towards the main courtyard.

Red lanterns have been lit all around the main courtyard, and the sound of string and bamboo playing can be heard in the distance. A woman's delicate voice sings an unintelligible song. Yingzheng usually either

Busy, or huddled in his own small yard. In the past few years, except for living in Zhizi Mansion before he was two years old, and seeing such lively scenes from time to time, it has been several years since then.

Such a scene.

Outside the hall were guarding two ladies who were chatting together. When they saw someone approaching, they paused and did not bother to come forward to ask. Ying Zheng walked over by himself and learned that he was here to serve.

The young boy smiled at him and teased him for a while. The two women were about forty years old, but at this time, the Zhao State was in short supply of adult men. King Zhao Xiaocheng Yingdan fell into the Qin State's plan and harmed the Zhao State.

Almost all the young and middle-aged men were destroyed in Bai Qi's hands. In order to encourage women to have children, the concept of chastity in the Zhao Kingdom was very weak at this time. The women in the house often had sex with men from outside their wives.

, even among many maids, there are some who are restless. Although Yingzheng is young, his appearance has inherited Zhao Ji's good looks, and he is handsome with delicate features. Even if these two women can't eat it at the moment,

, but couldn't help but want to tease him, but thinking of Zhao Zong in the room, he didn't dare to delay the affairs of the masters inside, so he smiled and winked at Ying Zheng before letting him in.

.….

The lights were bright inside, and the bronze lamps on the surrounding walls were burning brightly. A row of girls uniformly dressed in light pink clothes were twisting their delicate and tender bodies in response to the sound of silk and bamboo. Although these girls were not

All of them are as beautiful as flowers, but what is better than their youth is their youthful tenderness, which is like flowers and bones, but it makes people feel itchy in their hearts.

Everyone watched with fascination. Due to the unfavorable war in Zhao State in recent years, the whole country has been in a very depressed state. Such singing, dancing and banquets are rare. Ying Zheng has been here in Zhao Mansion for several years.

, in total, I heard that such banquets have only been held less than ten times, and a few of them were during the New Year and festivals. He saw that the hall was busy, so he slipped in through the corner of the door and walked under the light.

He lowered his head under the invisible shadow and stood inconspicuously among the rows of boys. Many young men in scarlet robes were kneeling on futons. Through the light, Ying Zheng saw with sharp eyes the lower part of the room on the right.

The tall and strong young man sitting there is none other than Zhao Zong, who took pleasure in bullying and humiliating himself in his childhood!

When Ying Zheng saw this person, a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes. Then he was afraid of being discovered by him, so he quickly lowered his head. Zhao Zong felt something was wrong. When he raised his head, he had not noticed the

I peeked at my own eyes and followed the line of sight. I only saw a row of servants in blue clothes, and I secretly thought that I was a little suspicious.
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