After being frightened by Xianchen, the little emperor and grandson firmly believed that Gu Ziyi was unapproachable at this moment.

His fleshy little hands covered his little buttocks, and his head shook like a rattle, "Don't come, don't come, I can't come, I'm afraid of pain in my butt." Gu Ziyi was amused by the movements of the little fat doll.

At this time, the eighth princess followed Prince Natar into the dormitory, and Gu Ziyi did not insist on pinching the little prince's grandson's little fleshy face.

After Prince Natar entered the palace, Gu Ziyi's attitude towards Prince Natar was obviously much better than that of his eldest brother, King Jing.

The two met like good brothers who cherished each other.

"Brother Ziyi, this is the snow lotus cream of our Wurong country, which invigorates blood and reduces swelling, I hope it can help you." Prince Natar handed the jar containing the snow lotus paste to Gu Ziyi.

Gu Ziyi accepted the jar of snow lotus paste, shook it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Snow lotus paste, but what about the treasure of Wurong country, thank you for the tart." ”

"Brother Ziyi is polite!"

"I heard that this year's hunt has been postponed, and even if I can't ride with you, I'll come to cheer you on." Gu Ziyi said again.

"Okay, I'll wait for you, Brother Ziyi." Hearing that Gu Ziyi was dragging his injuries and had to cheer for himself, Prince Natar showed joy on his face.

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During their conversation, Xianchen learned that the hunt that was originally scheduled for today had been postponed, and she also knew that Gu Ziyi and Prince Natar were good brothers who were friends of life and death.

Gu Ziyi's character is good, and the person he is willing to make friends with should not be much worse in character, thinking about it like this, Xian Chen feels that this prince is a good match for the eighth princess.

Because the little emperor and grandson are here, except for the eighth princess, no one here has the patience to play with this little fat doll, so the eighth princess stayed.

The little emperor Sun really deserved to be a foodie, and hugged Xian Chen's thighs again, shouting vigorously to eat roast chicken legs, and Xian Chen's index finger hooked, lifting the little Huang Sun's small chin to make it look at her.

"Don't call me my daughter-in-law in the future, do you hear?" Slim dust is a serious way.

Seeing Xian Chen's serious appearance, the little emperor and grandson also looked at her seriously, as if he didn't understand why, he brought her so many chicken legs, why couldn't he call her daughter-in-law?

If she wasn't his daughter-in-law, would he still be able to eat her roasted chicken thighs in the future?

Seeing the little chubby doll's confused look, Xian Chen pinched the chubby little face of the little chubby doll, and said softly: "Little Emperor Sun, as long as you call me sister in the future, I will roast chicken thighs for you to eat, how about it?" ”

For the little emperor's grandson, as long as Xianchen is willing to roast chicken thighs for her to eat, she can actually call her anything.

Immediately, he nodded violently, and changed his words faster than turning a book, "Sister Beauty, I want to eat grilled chicken thighs now, you can roast them for me now." ”

Xian Chen rubbed the little emperor's grandson's little head, "Okay, let's go to the small kitchen to find something to eat first." ”

Xianchen thought that Gu Ziyi and Prince Natar hadn't seen each other for a long time, so he wanted to let them reminisce alone.

She took the little emperor and grandson and called the eighth princess, "Ziyao, let's go, let's go to the small kitchen." ”

At this moment, Gonggong Li's bull voice sounded, "The emperor has arrived ......!" ”

Emperor Jiwu Long Xinghu stepped into the dormitory of Rong'an Palace, and behind him except for the Seven Princes who were hostages in the Li Kingdom, all the other princes followed him, and the Pure Princess Dong was also among them, following the Pure King Gu Zilei's side.

It can be seen that Emperor Ji Wudi is in a good mood and spirit today, "Grandpa Huang! The little emperor sun stretched out his arms and threw himself into Emperor Ji Wu's arms, amusing Emperor Ji Wu's long face.

There were a lot of people in the dormitory, and it was black.

Xian Chen thought to herself, Emperor Ji Wu brought his sons over, and it was inconvenient for her to stay in the palace as an outsider, so she found an excuse to leave: "Your Majesty, the courtiers are going to boil medicine for His Royal Highness King Rui, and the courtiers are retiring." ”

"Lady Dust, you wait." Emperor Ji Wu stopped Xian Chen.

He gave Gonggong Li another look, and Gonggong Li walked to Xianchen's side with interest, "Miss Xianchen, I will hand over the matter of boiling medicine to Gonggong Li first, I still have other things to look for you." ”

After getting Emperor Jiwu's words, Xian Chen taught Gonggong Li the medicine he had prepared, "Gonggong Li, you go to the small kitchen and hand over this package of medicine to the aunt of the Zhao family, she knows how to make this medicine." Xianchen admonished.

"Okay, let's go now." Gonggong Li picked up the medicine and walked out of the dormitory.

Today's Emperor Ji Wu is no longer as haggard as when he first saw Xianchen, the five-clawed golden dragon on the bright yellow dragon robe is radiant, and the flying dragon is domineering in the sky, with the majesty of the king, the king's breath on his body complements this dragon robe, majestic, domineering, awe-inspiring, and dare not force the eyes.

Emperor Ji Wu said to Xian Chen: "That day in Yao'er's Ninghua Palace, I heard you say, 'Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh', today I have brought these sons of my own, can Miss Xian Chen tell me and my sons about the meaning of that sentence?" ”

The black line in front of the forehead of the fine dust, what is the partition wall with ears? This is called the wall has ears, and she secretly reminded herself in her heart that she should not be careless when talking in this palace in the future.

Also, this Emperor Ji Wu said so politely, you brought your sons, do I still have the right to refuse to explain?

Issues related to the administration of the country and government are all extremely sensitive topics.

Xianchen knew that Ji Guo was not an idle city, and there was no freedom of speech, which was related to the theory of governing the country, and it came out of the mouth of a woman like her, and if she was not careful, she might bring death to herself.

She pondered her words, "Back to the emperor, this is not what Xianchen said, Xianchen is also picking up people's teeth, this is what Xianchen heard when he went to Xiancheng to sell goods." ”

Xianchen was secretly glad that Jiaozhou was close to Xiancheng, and there was often trade between the people of Jiaozhou and Xiancheng, so she could throw the pot to Xiancheng, and it was not easy to suspect.

"I heard the storyteller in Xiancheng say that this sentence comes from the Tao Te Ching written by a man named Lao Tzu, which means that governing a big country is as easy as cooking a small fresh.

Because the big country has a strong heritage and has been operating for a long time, the country can still run without too much care.

At the same time, governing a large country is as difficult as cooking a small fresh, a small fresh is easy to cook, but it is difficult to cook well, and similarly, a large country is easy to govern, but it is also difficult to cure it.

Small fresh is a small dish, everyone can make a small dish, but not everyone can make the small dish delicious, the mastery of the heat, the mastery of the seasoning needs to be carefully studied, in order to make a plate of small dishes different delicious.

Naturally, if you want to govern a big country well, rather than go with the flow, you also need the superior to run the country with heart in order to govern the country well. ”

Xian Chen knelt in front of Emperor Ji Wu and replied, saying that she was not nervous, it was a lie, she seemed calm, neither humble nor arrogant, but in fact, her palms were already sweating.

Emperor Ji Wu's original Gu Jing Wubo's eyes were full of brilliance, and Long Yan said with great joy: "Okay, well said!" The Dust Girl is very wise. ”

It is the most unpredictable emperor's heart, where did Xianchen dare to accept this praise from Emperor Ji Wu?

She is a little woman talking about the way of governing the country in front of the emperor of Ji State, which is simply deviant.

She then added: "Back to the emperor, where do you understand these big truths? Xianchen is just a porter, who carries what others say to the emperor. ”

Seeing that Xianchen was so modest, Emperor Ji Wu's dragon heart was even more happy, and there was more appreciation of honor and disgrace in his eyes.

"Since governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, then today, Miss Xianchen will teach these sons how to bake chicken legs?" Emperor Ji Wu asked.

Xianchen almost choked to death from his own saliva, "Your Majesty, what are you ......?" Slim Dust snorted and didn't finish his sentence.

I heard Emperor Ji Wu say: "My little emperor and grandson like to eat the girl's roasted chicken legs very much, and the Chunwang couple said to me that they want to bring the people in their house into the palace to find the girl to learn the craft of roasting chicken legs."

I thought of what the girl once said, 'Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh', and I think it means a lot.

Just thought, this pure king should not let any subordinates learn to roast chicken legs, he himself came to learn, and several of my other sons also came, and followed Miss Xianchen to learn to roast chicken drumsticks once, so that they could also understand the meaning of the phrase 'governing a big country is like cooking small fresh'. ”

Emperor Ji Wu had a light smile on his face, like a spring breeze in March, seemingly gentle but scissors, which could not be refused.

The sky, the earth, or the chicken legs are to blame!

Xianchen wanted to cry without tears, her intestines were repentant, she knew that roasting a chicken leg could cause so many disasters, that day, she would rather starve to death than roast the chicken leg and eat it.

Emperor Ji Wu's dragon heart was in full swing, and he looked at Prince Natar again, like a loving elder, and beckoned to Prince Natar, "Na Tart, today's hunt has been postponed, how about we have a roast chicken leg competition in this Rong'an Palace?" ”

Prince Natar came politely in front of Emperor Ji Wu, raised his right hand to his chest, and saluted Emperor Ji Wu, "All listen to the arrangements of His Majesty the respected Emperor Ji Guo."

"Hmm." Emperor Ji Wu nodded with satisfaction.

"Then now you go and prepare, go to the yard to find a seat, and learn how to roast chicken legs from Xianchen." Emperor Ji Wu said to these princes and the prince of Natar.

Xian Chen's face is tragic, let a female pope, princes roast chicken legs, what is the situation? This is simply unprecedented, no one has come after, and the dust is a long time to read the chicken legs, and he is alone and crying.

Not to mention this unprecedented and unprecedented, even on this dog day, roasting chicken legs under the hot sun is unheard of, right?

Whose family eats barbecue not at night, but in broad daylight?

Xian Chen secretly slandered in his heart, is this Emperor Ji Wu's brain funny?

She argued, "Your Majesty, this grilled chicken leg is not cooked well after learning it once or twice, and besides, the barbecue is usually eaten at night, why don't we roast it again at night?" ”

Emperor Ji Wu waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, teach during the day, they can see and remember clearly, and the dark light is blind at night, how do you let them see it, how do they learn?" ”

Emperor Ji Wu's words blocked the fine dust back, it seems that Emperor Ji Wu is determined to let them roast chicken legs under the scorching sun.

Well, who made the family emperor? Xianchen compromised, "Your Majesty, although chickens are killed every day in Rong'an Palace; But the chicken is also eaten every day, I don't know if the emperor has prepared chicken legs? ”

Emperor Ji Wu glanced at the little emperor grandson, and saw that the little emperor and grandson volunteered, patted his chest, and said with a smile: "Sister beauty, I didn't know that I brought her a hundred chicken legs!" ”

A hundred chicken legs, this is the rhythm that will tire her to death!

Xian Chen was so angry that she wanted to roll her eyes, she flew towards the little emperor and grandson with an eye knife, and this little cute baby ignored Xian Chen's eye knife, and grinned at Xian Chen's tricks.

Xian Chen's eye knife was shot on the cotton, and it was soft and did not react at all.

The palace people who built the furnace, set up the frame, and set up the charcoal fire were in full swing, it seems that Emperor Ji Wu had already prepared, he was determined to let Xianchen teach to roast chicken legs today, and if he said more unintentionally, Xianchen also took over this important task.

Everyone else also followed out of the dormitory, and for a while only Emperor Ji Wu and Gu Ziyi were left in the dormitory, and Emperor Ji Wu's eyes retreated from the domineering spirit of the emperor and walked towards his son.