Chapter Ninety-Seven: Clever (Three Watches)

In fact, not only Murong Khotan didn't expect it, but even the emperor didn't expect Feng Qing to fall to him.

However, it really lives up to the praise he has always had, and it is really smart.

The emperor sighed in his heart, it seems that the name of the feudal clan cannot be found from him.

"Brother Qing, please get up." He personally picked up Feng Qing, who was kneeling beside him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll talk to you later." ”

Feng Qing bowed his head.

The emperor glanced at Murong Tian coldly, "Let's press him down first." ”

"Your Majesty." Wang Ge Lao stood up tremblingly, "This, the king of Beiyi is the lord of Beiyi, and he is ...... in a hurry."

"Elder Wangge, if you don't stand up, I won't forget you." The emperor looked at him mockingly, "Elder Wang Ge knows that he is the lord of Beiyi, so do you still know that you are the minister of the Great Fu?" ”

He asked a word, with a thunderous momentum, and everyone looked at Wang Ge Lao.

Wang Ge Lao trembled and shouted: "Old minister, old minister is wronged!" ”

"You mean, I wronged you?" The emperor snorted coldly, "Come on, take him down first, and discuss it tomorrow." ”

He looked at the Empress Dowager, "Grandmother......"

The Empress Dowager smiled calmly, "The emperor has something to deal with, so let's go." Qianqiu family business, you are really hard to bear alone. The mourning family still knows the way back, so you don't have to worry too much. ”

The emperor helped the Empress Dowager to the door and said, "Then the grandson won't send much, and the old lady will go slowly." ”

The Empress Dowager walked outside the palace gate, sat on the chariot and leaned back, releasing her mind.

Mama Zheng sat on the step and said worriedly, "Niangniang is fine." ”

"It's fine." The Empress Dowager waved her hand, "I just think that in the past few years, the situation has changed, and I really can't expect what will happen tomorrow." ”

"Don't worry about it, mother. The emperor is wise and powerful, and these things must be all right. Mama Zheng draped the big coat on the empress dowager's knees and said, "Besides, these things will have to be dealt with sooner or later." The emperor has done everything well, the mountains and rivers are clear, the foundation is more stable, and the mother should be happy. ”

"Hmm." The Empress Dowager nodded in agreement, "The emperor has a clever mind and enough means. It's just that the mourning family is worried, and he is a little too anxious. Whether it's the affairs of the vassal king or the affairs of Beiyi, it is not something that can be done overnight. However, she sighed, "These should not be worried about the mourning family, there are so many courtiers, let them worry about it." Let's go to Ganqian Palace, and the mourning family wants to see the concubine. ”

Mama Zheng responded, lifted the curtain and ordered: "Change the route to Ganqian Palace." ”

The Ganqian Palace was full of laughter, which could be heard through the palace gate.

Mama Zheng stepped down first, then put down the step and helped the Queen Mother down.

The little eunuch guarding the door hurriedly asked An Dao: "The slave has seen the Queen Mother, and the mother is blessed with longevity and health." ”

The Empress Dowager said, "Get up." She led a group of people inside, and the farther she went, the wind that blew was warm.

"Ah, look at His Royal Highness the Prince, you still want to eat this." A grinning voice reached her ears, and the Empress Dowager raised her eyebrows.

She walked to the door of the main hall, Zhuang Zhao was picking up vegetables with a smile, and when she caught a glimpse of the Empress Dowager, she hurriedly put down her chopsticks and stood up to salute.

"Sit down." The Empress Dowager hurriedly said, "Don't do these false courtesies, you are pregnant with a child, you have to be more careful." ”

Zhuang Zhao can not salute, but others cannot.

They hurriedly curtsied and said, "The Empress Dowager has a long life and good health." ”

"Get up." The Empress Dowager pulled Zhuang Zhao to sit down at the table, straightened the corners of Liguang's sleeves and skirt, and looked at Baicha with a smile, "Bring the prince to me to see." ”

Baicha wanted to hand Ah Xun into her arms, but the Empress Dowager waved her hand and didn't ask for it, "The mourning family just came in from outside, and he was cold, so he didn't have to be cold." ”

She looked at the curious Ah Xun lovingly, "The prince is a lot stronger again, I think you raised it well" The empress dowager glanced at Zhuang Zhao, and the hot pot on the table was still steaming, "Are you eating the warm pot?" Also, it's weirdly cold, so it's comfortable to eat this. Let's add a pair of chopsticks to the mourning family. ”

The Empress Dowager gave face like this, Zhuang Zhao naturally couldn't refuse, and hurriedly asked people to bring a pair of ebony chopsticks.

"Old lady try it, this tofu is not bad." Zhuang Zhao sandwiched a piece of tofu to her, the white and tender tofu was full of soup, and it was hot and hot when she bit into it, and the aroma was full of mouth.

The Empress Dowager ate three pieces before putting down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and praised: "It's really delicious." What is this soup? It's sweet and sour, unlike ordinary soups. ”

"Speaking of which, it was also the soup offered by a Liu imperial chef in the imperial dining room, and the concubines didn't know what it was," Zhuang Zhao said. "He also said that it was a family handicraft and refused to pass it on."

"Yo, that's a big deal." The Empress Dowager smiled, "The mourning family borrowed your blessing." ”

"The old lady has tormented me." Zhuang Zhao hurriedly said, "The emperor is filial......"

The Empress Dowager interrupted her with a smile, "The mourning family knows that the emperor has no more secrets from the mourning family. ”

Just punch those boxes of snow cream to see it.

The emperor was kind to the concubine in every way, but the only few boxes were sent to Anhe Palace, which shows his filial piety. (To be continued.) )