Through Time Chapter 644

To Mount Li?

Hearing Pops’ words, Zhao Lang couldn’t help but freeze for a moment.

Although Mount Li was prepared for Pops, was there such a thing as visiting one’s own mausoleum while still alive?

Zhao Lang didn’t quite understand the taboo or not, and looked to Zhao Gao on the side.

Zhao Gao had a bitter face, wanting to stop but not daring to expose the identity of the First Emperor.

Just without waiting for the two to be embarrassed, Qin Shi Huang continued with a smile and said.

“Wave child, what are you still waiting for? Why don’t you help the old man up.”

Saying that, he even kicked Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang instantly and honestly got off the carriage and helped the old farmer, who was still a little confused, onto the carriage.

The old farmer came back to his senses, his face was slightly red, and he said in a loud voice.

“Many thanks nobleman! Thank you, Your Honour.”

Zhao Lang didn’t feel that there was nothing called for.

Respecting the old and loving the young was also a traditional virtue now.

In the end, the space of the carriage was still limited, so it was actually fine for a few people to squeeze in.

Fortunately, Emperor Qin Shi Huang has always been an atmospheric person, so Zhao Lang and the old farmer’s young son logically sat in the horseman’s seat.

It was just that Emperor Qin Shi Huang was obviously not a good conversationalist, and was so powerful that he made the old farmer on the side feel uncomfortable.

Zhao Lang asked with a smile from the side at this time, and

“The old man’s noble age this year.”

With words, the old farmer instantly relaxed slightly and smiled back, and

“Dang can’t afford to be expensive ah, this year is already almost forty!”

Hearing this, Zhao Lang directly froze.

How could the old farmer in front of him look like he was above sixty, but in actuality, he was only forty?

He had just pondered that this old farmer was an old man.

When he looked at his own old man, he counted his age to be around fifty, and he looked much younger than this old farmer.

Qin Shi Huang and Zhao Gao on the side were not too surprised, forty is not a high life expectancy in Qin, but it is definitely not a short life either.

And daily labour does make people look old.

“How is the harvest this year?”

“The harvest was good! In my two acres of land, I harvested more than a thousand catties of potatoes!”

Speaking of the harvest, the old farmer’s excitement was obviously much higher, the

“Does the potato nobleman know about it?”

Qin Shi Huang glanced at Zhao Lang at this time, then asked knowingly, the

“Oh? What is this thing? The yield is actually so high?”

The old farmer continued.

“That’s good stuff! The farmer gave the seeds.”

“There’s still a lot left over after the taxes are paid this year!”

With Zhao Lang to start with, Qin Shi Huang also found his way, chatting along with the family, the harvest a little bit.

Every time he was about to go cold, Zhao Lang would interject a timely remark so that the conversation could continue.

Soon, it was evening.

The caravan’s attendants prepared the food.

As a matter of course the old farmer and his son were invited to dine with the

“Nobleman, we have brought food, the potatoes we told you about before, so we won’t bother you.”

The old farmer said with a smile.

Saying that, he also opened his cloth pocket, revealing a single potato that had been steamed long ago.

The youngest son on the side though looked at those meat and couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.

But still honestly followed his old man.

Zhao Lang of course knew that if a farmer didn’t do anything, how could he have the habit of eating dinner?

It was all because they were hungry and desperate, so I’m afraid they would only eat something.

This was also the reason for aging fast.

Zhao Lang then smiled directly and said.

“Old man, it just so happens that I also want to try the potatoes you mentioned, how about, we exchange?”

Saying that, he took a plate of meat over to exchange with the other party.

The old farmer froze for a moment, looked at his youngest son at the side, and finally said.

“Then, many thanks to your honour.”

Zhao Lang took a potato at once, only to be stuffed with another one by the old farmer.

Only then did the few people start eating.

Of course, that plate of meat, the old farmer tasted a small piece of it except at the very beginning.

And then said.

“Father doesn’t like meat.”

And all the rest went into the mouth of the youngest son.

While watching his youngest son devour the meat, the old farmer smiled even more happily than if he had eaten it himself.

Zhao Lang wanted to give two more plates, but this time, the old farmer refused to accept anything.

“If your honour is like this again, we will have no choice but to leave.”

Hearing this, Zhao Lang could only put it down.

After dinner, Zhao Lang had someone arrange another carriage for the old farmer to rest with the young man.

Staying with them, it would be strange for the old farmer to be able to relax.

After settling down the old farmer, Zhao Lang was also ready to go back to his own carriage to rest.

“Father, my child will go back to the carriage first, just now Xianyang sent quite a few more political matters.”

Thanks to Cheap Old Dad’s fondness for cruising, this system of delivering government affairs in Xianyang was still very flexible.

Qin Shi Huang nodded, then said.

“Leave the potatoes in your hand.”

Zhao Lang said, strangely

“Father, what do you want it for?”

This simple steamed potato, still cold, doesn’t taste good.

He didn’t really want to eat these just now if he wasn’t worried that the old farmer wouldn’t eat their food.

There was no need to embarrass himself was there?

Qin Shi Huang said blandly.

“They have just this one potato for one meal, father wants to try it too?”

Zhao Lang laughed outright and

“Father, there’s nothing to try, besides, it’s not just one at a meal, it’s one a day.”

Qin Shi Huang was silent for a moment and asked.

“How do you know…”

Before he finished his sentence, he understood that Zhao Lang was the head of the farming family, so it wasn’t unusual for him to know.

So said.

“Just stay.”

Seeing that cheap old dad was so insistent, Zhao Lang could only leave the potato in his hand and leave.

After Zhao Lang left, Emperor Qin Shi Huang silently picked up the potato that wasn’t even as big as his fist, looked at it, and then said to Zhao Gao.

“For one day, just this one?”

Zhao Gao somewhat awkwardly revealed a smile, he actually wanted to say that in more remote places, he might not even be able to eat one a day.

There weren’t many people starving to death in Great Qin every year, but there were definitely quite a few.

“Your Majesty, it’s not easy in these years, it’s always hard to get enough to eat.”

Zhao Gao finally said.

When Qin Shi Huang heard this, he didn’t say any more and just put the potatoes away.

Early the next morning, the caravan continued towards Mount Li, and the speed was slightly faster, and it was estimated that they would be able to reach Mount Li by evening.

Zhao Lang, however, didn’t have the leisure time to look at the scenery, a bunch of political affairs were waiting for him.

Just before noon, Zhao Gao looked over with a sad face and said.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince, go and take a look, His Majesty, he didn’t use his morning meal, and now he doesn’t even use his lunch, he only eats the potatoes you left yesterday!”

“His Majesty is at a time when he is toning up his body, how can this be done!”

Zhao Lang let out a bitter laugh as he listened, then got up and rushed over towards his old man’s carriage.

Only when he arrived at the carriage, he saw Pops holding the already half-eaten potatoes in his hand, slightly dazed.

“Father, what are you doing?”

Zhao Lang laughed bitterly.

Qin Shi Huang looked at Zhao Lang, but instead of answering, he asked, with a few doubts.

“Why?”

He told these farmers to eat only one potato a day, but why did these farmers still help him repair the imperial tomb?

For the first time, Qin Shi Huang had this question in his mind at this time.

He had always thought that he knew these people well.

Foolish, greedy for small gains, easily controlled.

But this time, he didn’t understand at all.