The time has passed, the time has just arrived, the time is now seven o'clock in the morning to nine o'clock, according to the twelve o'clock health method, also known as the Yellow Emperor's internal health record: Chen time (7 o'clock to 9 o'clock), the stomach meridian is the most prosperous. Therefore, it is easiest for people to digest breakfast at 7 o'clock. If the stomach fire is too full, the lips are dry, and the lip is cleft or sore, you can clear the stomach fire at 7 o'clock. Those with a cold stomach nourish the stomach and spleen at 7 o'clock.

Ren Hongfei is eating freshly fried fritters at the table, dipping in the already slightly cool soy milk, and chewing crunchy cucumbers in sauce.

After a long time, Ren Hongfei finally wiped his grease mouth with satisfaction, sighed with satisfaction, Lan'er on the side sneered, picked up a towel and wiped his oily hands, Ren Hongfei's face was full of happiness, it seems that last night's nightmare did not leave him any psychological shadow.

Lan'er said angrily: "Look at you, you don't need chopsticks, you can get this oil." ”

Ren Hongfei said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I've enjoyed it so much, Sister Lan'er, you don't understand, you have to grab the fried dough sticks with your hands and dip them in hot soy milk to have a mood, but it's a pity that the soy milk is a little cold." ”

Lan'er said: "Who told you to get up so late, you don't sleep at night, you don't wake up in the morning, like a night owl." ”

Ren Hongfei said: "Alas, it seems that even if I can become a 9-to-5 white-collar worker, I will have to be fired for being late, but I am enjoying it in advance, because after a few years, I am afraid that I will not even have time to sleep." As he spoke, his face became gloomy.

Lan'er had just finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, there was a gentle knock at the door, Lan'er opened the door, and Wei Zhongxian flashed in with a box in his arms.

Lan'er walked out and closed the door, wandering in the hallway to watch the wind.

Wei Zhongxian stepped forward and bowed to Ren Hongfei and said with a smile: "Good morning, little prince." ”

Ren Hongfei glanced at the box in his arms, it was a brown-red sandalwood box, carved with the pattern of a peacock opening the screen, about a foot long and half a foot wide and half a foot thick, Ren Hongfei smiled faintly: "What is it, Gonggong Wei?" ”

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly opened it, only to see that there were three rows of cigarettes rolled with rice paper, each a little more than ten centimeters, the thickness of the index finger, Wei Zhongxian put the sandalwood cigarette box on the table and said with a smile: "The slave knows that the little prince likes tobacco, and specially found a craftsman to make it, using good rice paper and good tobacco, which saves the trouble of the little prince doing it himself." ”

Ren Hongfei pointed his right index finger at Wei Zhongxian and smiled: "Father-in-law Wei has a heart, and sure enough, the children can be taught, that is, using good rice paper to roll cigarettes, it is a bit of a burning piano and boiling cranes." Hehe. After saying that, he took out a cigarette from the box, and Wei Zhongxian hurriedly took out a flint to ignite the fire fold and lit it for Ren Hongfei.

Ren Hongfei took a beautiful sip, it was really good, much stronger than the tobacco that Han Ben used to give him, Wei Zhongxian took out a small rectangular box made of gold from his arms, the size of a modern cigarette box, carved with a five-clawed golden dragon, the dragon's eye was inlaid with two small rubies, Wei Zhongxian lightly pressed the dragon's eye, the box bounced open, the inside was empty, and it was extremely thin.

Wei Zhongxian said: "For the sake of the little prince's convenience, the slave found a skillful craftsman to make this cigarette case, and asked the little prince to see if it was agreeable." ”

Ren Hongfei took the box in his right hand and played with it, he was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Wei is so polite, please just open your mouth if you have anything." ”

Wei Zhongxian has been smooth sailing in the entire Forbidden City for more than three years, and according to the tips given to him by Ren Hongfei, he firmly grasped Ke Yinyue in the palm of his hand, and was deliberately low-key, and the palace maids and eunuchs who were lower in rank than him also greeted him with a smile.

Worked hard to tie up Wang An, and sent gifts car by car, although Wang An began to disdain him, and even complained about him, but as the palace praised him more and more, Wang An gradually changed his prejudice against Wei Zhongxian, and began to promote him repeatedly, Wei Zhongxian has now been promoted to the internal official supervisor and young eunuch, as I said before, this internal official supervisor is in charge of procurement, and it is very profitable, and the money comes much faster, and the gifts are naturally more and more generous, and the popularity of Wei Gonggong is naturally getting better and better.

With Wei Zhongxian's current relationship and popularity in the Forbidden City, the Wei Dynasty, which hated him to the core, couldn't move him anymore, so Ren Hongfei was a little surprised by his actions.

Wei Zhongxian smiled, knowing that he was a child in front of Ren Hongfei, and after more than three years of practice, he admired Ren Hongfei for being already a five-body caster, and there were more fears.

Wei Zhongxian didn't dare to go around the corner, and said bluntly: "Qiyu little prince, you also know that the Wei Dynasty hates the slaves to the core, and can't wait to drink my blood and eat my flesh, I heard that he has been slandering in front of Zheng Guifei recently, wanting to kill the slaves, and asking the little prince to think of a way to save the slaves, although the Wei Dynasty is now not enough to worry about, but Zheng Guifei's slaves can not afford to offend, her words are enough to make the slaves' heads fall to the ground." ”

Saying that, Wei Zhongxian was already kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes: "Although it is not a pity for the slave to die, he can no longer do things for the little prince from now on, which can be described as the lifelong regret of the slave, and I hope that the little prince will have mercy." ”

Looking at Wei Zhongxian, who was performing with all his might, Ren Hongfei frowned and ignored him, just slowly smoked the tobacco, and waited until he finished smoking a cigarette before he said coldly: "Is Grandpa Wei's last sentence threatening me?" ”

Wei Zhongxian was taken aback, and hurriedly kowtowed: "The slave doesn't dare, the slave doesn't dare." ”

Ren Hongfei's eyelids drooped slightly, reached out and picked up another cigarette from the table, lit it himself, and inhaled it slowly, and said lightly: "Get up, don't you think it's naïve to play these in front of me, sit down and talk." ”

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly said, "Thank you, little prince." With that, he got up and half-sat on the stool next to Ren Hongfei.

After inhaling and exhaling the smoke, Ren Hongfei grabbed Wei Zhongxian's wrist and suddenly strengthened it, Wei Zhongxian pulled his hand in panic, but unfortunately he didn't move, his wrist was like being firmly clamped by an iron tong, and a sharp pain came, Wei Zhongxian felt that the bones of his wrist were about to break, and said urgently: "The little prince forgives the sin, and the little prince spares his life." ”

Ren Hongfei let go of his hand, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him to the front, stared at Wei Zhongxian's eyes with a cold look, gritted his teeth and said: "Wei Zhongxian, you remember for me, if you dare to play tricks and act in front of me in the future, I will immediately want you to die without a place to bury." Since I can afford you, I can also step on you, you better remember. ”

Wei Zhongxian's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he said in a trembling voice: "The slave remembers, the slave will never dare anymore." ”

Ren Hongfei slowly let go, took another puff of cigarette, circled the thumb and index finger of his right hand, shook three fingers in front of Wei Zhongxian, and said lightly: "You want Wei Dynasty's life is very simple, at most this number." ”

Wei Zhongxian wiped his sweat: "Three more years?" ”

Ren Hongfei smiled: "At most, after three months, I can let his life and death be held in the palm of your hand." ”