Not too much flattery, but the flattery is just right.

Zhao Zhen has heard thousands of nice words, but this sentence is very comforting.

"It's just the officials who are suffering." Xin Yi suddenly sighed again.

Zhao Zhen looked at her, "Oh? The official family is above tens of thousands of people, the master of the world, why do you suffer so much?"

Xin Yi was silent for a moment, looked at Zhao Zhen, and said very seriously, "The lord of the world must be responsible for the people of the world. If there are tens of millions of people, he must take care of the food and clothing of tens of millions of people... What we see is full of prosperity.

It’s a grand scene of the Dragon Boat Festival, but maybe what the officials saw was not..."

Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes, "What did the officials see?"

Xin Yi lowered his head, "A civilian woman dare not say anything."

Zhao Zhen: "I forgive you for not being guilty."

Xin Yi then raised his head, looked directly at Zhao Zhen and said: "To have is to be owned. The more you have, the greater the effort, the higher the status, the heavier the responsibility. I thought the people of the Song Dynasty were happy, but the officials were unhappy. Zi

What the people saw

It's food and clothing, what the officials see are mountains and rivers, what the people see is a family of old and young, what the officials see are the subjects of a country... At a glance, the officials seem to have everything, but the officials actually hold it in their hands.

What else is there?"

Zhao Zhen was silent.

After a long while, he suddenly smiled: "That's very good. We are rich all over the world and noble in the world. What else can we really hold in our hands?"

Xin Yi could hear the loneliness in Zhao Zhen's words, glanced at Fu Jiuqu, and pursed his lips.

What I said just now is half sale and half free.

Half of it was to make Zhao Zhen happy.

The other half is her true thoughts...

What are the benefits of being an emperor?

Alone.

Fu Jiuqu looked at her expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking, and asked abruptly: "Human desires are endless. After you get it, you still want more. Don't you want more?"

Xin Yi said with a smile: "Yes, I will think about it. But it does not affect my enjoyment of life, because the pursuit of desires itself is the process of life... Only endless desires will promote people's progress. If everyone has no desires and desires,

So now we might still be living in caves, snatching prey like savages?"

The corner of Fu Jiuqu's lips curled up, his fingers slightly twisted the jade plate, restraining the desire to pinch her, and asked calmly: "Why is the medicine shop so busy today?"

Xin Yi knew that he wanted to bring the topic to "Kit Kat" and couldn't help but smile softly.

"Back to the king, today is the semi-monthly meeting day of our pharmacy, and we are preparing a big meal."

"Half-month meeting? Big dinner?"

Fu Jiuqu didn't fully know how Xin Yi ran the pharmacy. Hearing this, he smiled slightly and said, "What have you eaten? Bring some in."

Xin Yi glanced at Zhao Zhen, who was still silent, and said shyly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to get into the mouth of these two nobles with my humble meal."

"..."

Fu Jiuqu could tell by looking at her that she was holding back her heart. How could she really treat them as nobles?

It was obviously just to amuse them.

"Just bring it."

Xin Yi glanced at him and bowed, "Yes."

Xin Yi had already tasted the taste of milk tea and sour plum soup. To be honest, it was not as delicious as what she had tasted before. But to be able to eat these two edible things in Bianjing City of the Northern Song Dynasty nine hundred years ago, she had already tasted it.

I was so moved that I cried, okay?

Xin Yi brought freshly cooked Ba Shi fish, as well as Mapo tofu, braised pork, pimple soup, homemade pickled vegetables, and green vegetables just picked from the garden for stir-fry...

A jade-white porcelain cup contains milk tea, and a blue-and-white porcelain cup contains sour plum soup.

Xin Yi brought it in front of Zhao Zhen and said softly: "The chilled drink can relieve the heat, but you two have just entered the house under the scorching sun, so you should drink it in small sips to avoid hurting your stomach..."

Fu Jiuqu took a sip, frowned slightly, and looked at Zhao Zhen.

"Uncle, would you like to try it?"

Zhao Zhen has always been a little wary of food outside the palace. He didn't come here just for food and drink, but when everything was brought to him, he had no reason to refuse.

The waiter was about to step forward to try the drink, but Zhao Zhen raised his sleeves and stopped him.

Then, I saw Zhao Guanjia taking a small sip from the celadon cup, suddenly stunned, and took two more sips, and his movements became louder. It was not until half the cup of sour plum soup was consumed that he sighed.

"What's the name of this drink?"

Xin Yi smiled and said: "Back to your lord, this is called sour plum soup. Use black plum, tangerine peel, dried hawthorn slices and licorice to soak, then add sugar and honey and stir, filter out the residue, add a little dried osmanthus, and chill it. The sour plum soup can be used to remove

It brings heat and coolness, promotes body fluids and quenches thirst. It is the best drink in summer..."

"Hmm." Zhao Zhen didn't show too much fondness on his face, but he paused for a moment and drank the rest of the sour plum soup.

Fu Jiuqu moved the cup of milk tea over at the right time.

"Uncle, will you try this again?"

Zhao Zhen snorted softly, knowing what his nephew was thinking, but he still couldn't hold it back and took a sip.

"How?" Fu Jiuqu asked.

Zhao Zhen knew that he wanted him to praise Xin Yi, but his wish failed.

"Alright..."

Fu Jiuqu smiled slightly and glanced at Xin Yi, "You still don't want to thank me?"

Zhao Zhen raised his brows and heard Fu Jiuqu say: "The cooks in the imperial kitchen are almost frying their pots and shovels, and they can't even say a word. You are praised for just two cups of drinks. You deserve a big thank you."

…”

Xin Yi laughed as soon as he heard this, "Then this fish lunch box is for the noble lady to express his gratitude. The noble lady also comes to try this fish with clear juice..."

She personally served Zhao Zhen with food.

And Fu Jiuqu...

Sit to one side and praise it yourself.

The two of them were in perfect harmony, and Zhao Zhen was so happy with your words. Even though he still refused to say anything nice, his expressions were full of satisfaction, and his body was extremely relaxed. After talking about the meal, he even proposed to Xin Yi's little house.

Take a walk around the yard...

The peppers and tomatoes have already bloomed and are bearing fruit, and the corns are also growing tall. There are not many in number, but they are particularly vigorous and vigorous.

Although Zhao Zhen is not engaged in agriculture, he is a big farming country and the emperor has agricultural activities every year. He is no stranger to crops. These three things were strange to him as soon as he saw them.

"Is this fruit appreciation or flower appreciation?"

Xin Yi smiled and glanced at Fu Jiuqu, "I don't appreciate fruits or flowers. This is food. Eat."

Zhao Zhen was quite surprised, "Eat?"

Xin Yi gave a brief explanation and said boldly: "A common woman, I would like to ask you, wait for the fruit to ripen, to invite the nobles to come and taste it?"

Zhao Zhen glanced at him, paused, walked in front with his hands behind his hands, and softly squeezed out one word, "Okay."

Corn and tomatoes are commonly eaten at home, and corn is good for filling the stomach. Xin Yi invited Zhao Zhen here because he wanted to borrow the emperor's things and find a way to vigorously promote it...

Zhao Zhen walked out of the backyard and stood along the Wuzhang River. Fu Jiuqu took the opportunity to tell him about Xinyi's idea of ​​"transmitting water through bamboo tubes" and described a drinking water planning blueprint for Bianjing City.

And, he told Zhao Zhen.

"These are all national policies provided by Xin Yi for the Song Dynasty..."

Zhao Zhen was surprised, "It's amazing that a little girl has a lot of potential."

Fu Jiuqu's tense face slowly relaxed, and he said with a slight smile: "Uncle finally said something nice about her."

Zhao Zhen was shocked to realize that he had been tricked. He snorted coldly and kept a straight face. When he saw Xin Yi playing with her flowers and plants in the distance and did not follow him, he whispered:

"I know what you are planning. Let me warn you, no matter how nice she is, she is still a married woman... As long as Zhang Xun doesn't reconcile with her for one day, she will be Zhang Xun's wife. You will take care of her well."

Be careful not to make a joke and bring shame to your ancestors..."

Fu Jiuqu's face darkened slightly.

"My nephew doesn't dare."

"You still don't dare?" Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows, "I think you are as familiar with this place as your own home, so you almost live in her house, right?"

After a pause, he asked again: "Does Zhang Xun know about your affairs?"

Fu Jiuqu was silent for a moment, "Maybe he knows, maybe he doesn't."

Zhao Zhen hummed, raised his hand and nodded at him, "You! There are so many beautiful women in the world at your disposal. You fall in love with a married woman alone. What do you want me to say about you?"

Fu Jiuqu frowned, "When I fell in love with her, she was a widow, not a married woman!"

Zhao Zhen: "..."
To be continued...