Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Bad Man of Good Manners
"Your Majesty, it tastes so good!" Jiang Baizhu also wanted to take a bite, and asked pretending to be calm.
Xie Junze is also smart, how could he not know Jiang Baizhu's thoughts, he deliberately grabbed a meat steamed bun and approached her: "Well, it tastes very good, what?" Would you like to eat one too? β
Jiang Baizhu swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, only to see Xie Junze's eyes flashing with evil energy.
This faint king... I'm afraid I'm going to trick her again?
She turned her face with a backbone: "Slaves are not hungry." β
"Really not hungry?"
In order to stimulate Jiang Baizhu's taste buds, he deliberately grabbed one of them and shook it in front of her.
Smelling the refreshing fragrance, Jiang Baizhu only felt that the self-control he was proud of was about to be gone, and he covered his nose violently, in this case, the Dog Emperor would not be able to toss her!
Just when Jiang Baizhu thought that he could retreat with his whole body, Xie Junze called her coldly: "Jiang Baizhu ......"
What did you call her for?
Jiang Baizhu was so stunned that her mouth opened, and Xie Junze took advantage of her inattention to stuff the meat steamed bun into her mouth.
"Hmm!" Jiang Baizhu swallowed it, swallowed the whole meat steamed bun without chewing it, she almost choked to death, beat her chest with her hand, and swallowed it completely with a lot of strength.
Jiang Baizhu stared coldly at the culprit Xie Junze on the side: "Xie Junze-"
Xie Junze was also a little sorry, he was just trying to tease her: "Jiang Baizhu, I'm not ......" Just as he wanted to say that he didn't mean it, Jiang Baizhu's clenched tender fist had already stretched out towards him.
Xie Junze coincidentally dodged away, only to see her panting and standing in one place, her eyes full of anger.
"Xie Junze, you want to kill me!"
"I'm just trying to tease you!"
Tease, how can this life-threatening thing be teasing her? She saw that this faint gentleman was ill-intentioned.
That's it, she can't be provoked, she can't hide!
It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, Jiang Baizhu found an excuse to leave: "The slave will retire first." β
"Are you okay?"
Jiang Baizhu nodded affirmatively, not wanting to stay here for a second longer: "Yes, the minion's cooking skills are poor, so I have to think about it more." β
Xie Junze glanced at her, but he knew in his heart that this girl was just hiding from him. But does he look like a fierce man? Is it necessary for her to resist her in every way?
After she stepped back, Gonggong Li walked over again, looked at Xie Junze staring at the place where she was gone, and wondered: "Your Majesty, is there any problem?" β
Xie Junze stared at the place where she left, and his eyes glowed with a soft light that he had never seen before: "I promised to give her a lot of money before, Gonggong Li, pass on my will, and give her thirty taels of silver per month." β
Since ancient times, the imperial chef's monthly salary is only five taels of silver, and His Majesty has added too much to Jiang Baizhu!
Xie Junze saw Gonggong Li paused for a while, and frowned: "Gonggong Li, do you have an opinion?" β
Gonggong Li was flustered, he was just a minion, how could he dare to have any opinions, but this majesty was too good to Jiang Baizhu! It's really easy to make people mutter: "Slaves don't dare." β
Gonggong Li passed down His Majesty's edict, and at that time, there were other people present in the imperial dining room.
Hearing this, many people were happy for Jiang Baizhu: "Not bad! Xiao Jiang, how long have you been in the imperial dining room to make Your Majesty appreciate it so much. β
Manager Li patted Jiang Baizhu on the shoulder: "Xiao Jiang, the future of the imperial dining room will depend on you in the future, you have to help me say a few more kind words in front of Your Majesty." β
This faint king... How could she suddenly increase her income? Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Baizhu not only did not have the slightest hint of happiness, but also gave birth to a little fear.
Could it be that what conspiracy is the faint king secretly planning?
She wanted to know the truth, but she didn't dare to ask, so she could only knock on the side while it was time for dinner.
"Your Majestyβ" she lowered her eyebrows as she waited on the sidelines.
Xie Junze glanced at her, his eyes did not have the slightest emotion, waiting for her to continue to finish what he had said.
When she was silent, the cold aura emanating from her body made Jiang Baizhu very scared, and her voice was softer, like a mosquito fly: "Your Majesty, the slave dares to ask, why did you suddenly add money to the slave?" β
Xie Junze's eyes were even more incomprehensible: "What? Too little? β
Of course, it's not too little.
It's just that this is unprovoked, and it inevitably makes people fearful.
Although he promised her to add money last time, in Jiang Baizhu's opinion, Xie Junze just said it casually, and she didn't really take it to heart.
"Your Majesty......" Jiang Baizhu's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground very spinelessly: "The slave still has a family to raise, please spare the slave family." β
Xie Junze was a little caught off guard: "Do you think I have other plans to reward you?" β
Jiang Baizhuyuan opened a pair of beautiful big eyes and asked rhetorically, "Isn't it?" He has no credit, he will only provoke his temper every day, and he also gives her a lot of money, is there any misunderstanding in this?
Xie Junze's face immediately darkened, and his narrow eyes suddenly provoked: "In your opinion, I am a heinous bad person?" β
Do you have to be so straightforward? Jiang Baizhu was at a loss.
If the answer is yes, her little life will definitely be lost.
If the answer is no, isn't it duplicitous?
In short, in a dilemma, this dog emperor made her move a stone and shoot herself in the foot.
She found herself two steps down: "Since Your Majesty has no other meaning, the slave Xie Lord Longen." β
Xie Junze's eyebrows were furrowed very tightly, in the past, no matter how others misunderstood him, he didn't care at all, but Jiang Baizhu couldn't.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his lips, and his fingers pinched her chin, almost word for word: "Listen, Jiang Baizhu, if you dare to talk to me like this in the future, I will definitely want you to have your head."
Jiang Baizhu met his cold eyes, looked at his nose and nose, thought about it, and then squeezed out a smile: "Your Majesty rest assured, the servants will listen to Your Majesty." β
I don't know what Xie Junze is doing, he doesn't say it, and she doesn't dare to ask.
When he finally retreated, someone sent a message: "Your Majesty, Shu Zhaoyi asks to see you." β
It's not too early, Shu Zhaoyi came over specially, Shu Zhaoyi came over for nothing, but just to ask for favor.
Xie Junze's heart was like a mirror, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Spread my meaning, tell Shu Zhaoyi that I am busy with political affairs, and if it is not a major national event, I will not be allowed to see me." β
Gonggong Li hurriedly responded: "Chi! β
Jiang Baizhu glanced at Xie Junze, but there were mocking words in his heart: "What a good good bad man." β
He is still busy with political affairs, which is clear, that is, he refuses to sleep.
Jiang Baizhu didn't understand one thing, he had three thousand beauties in his harem, but he described it as a fictitious, and he himself rejected women thousands of miles away.
She couldn't figure it out... Why is that?
Could it be... He doesn't like women... Jiang Baizhu couldn't help but look at Xie Junze with a strange gaze.
Xie Junze seemed to receive the information emanating from her eyes, and frowned, this girl... Could it be that he thinks crookedly?
He couldn't help but cough softly, pretending to be serious: "If you have something to say, you can speak directly." β
Jiang Baizhu looked at him more cautiously: "Uh... Your Majesty, I have always had a doubt, the ladies of the palace are as beautiful as flowers, how can you sit still and not mess up? Could it be that Your Majesty, you are ...... inhumane at all.