The emperor was still listening to the sound coming from the courtyard, and by the way, he went to eat.

But unexpectedly, the noise in the yard, which was still a little noisy, suddenly disappeared after a muffled sound.

The emperor frowned: This dog slave really doesn't want to live, in front of everyone, he actually dares to do it here in my eyes, this time the queen mother can't protect you!

Throwing down the chopsticks in his hand, the emperor walked out of the palace gate with Zhang Lang, and just wanted to speak, he saw that the palace people outside the hall were standing in various places in the courtyard, looking at the same place and being stunned.

The emperor skipped a trace of disappointment in his heart: Why didn't he fight!

After being disappointed, the emperor looked at everyone's gaze together, and gasped in his heart: What is the situation.

On the ground in the middle of the courtyard, there was a table inlaid at this time, and most of the legs of the table were sunk into the floor tiles, but other than that, there was no more serious damage to the floor tiles, as if the table had originally grown from the floor tiles.

The floor of the Yangxin Hall is often used by military attachés because they often have to summon ministers to discuss matters, so they are paved with thicker and stronger floor tiles than other palaces, each of which is more than an inch thick, and the table in front of it is the most ordinary table used by the palace maids.

On the table were two identical servings of meat and vegetarian dishes and rice, the only difference was that one of them had obviously been eaten.

Yi Cheng squatted in the corner of the wall and bit a small handkerchief and sobbed: That share is mine!

In addition, not even a drop of soup was spilled on the table, which indicates that the table was smashed directly into the ground in an instant.

The emperor looked at the table where the table was sunken, and then at Jin Qing standing next to the table, and Yi Cheng who was shrinking his head behind Jin Qing, he seemed to know a little bit why the Queen Mother was so indulgent to a dog minion.

He was immediately acquired by the world, and what he admired most was this kind of warrior with strong military value.

Thinking of this, the emperor's mind quickly turned, and his biggest concern now was: Can this person be used for himself?

Standing calmly with his hands behind his back for a while, the emperor looked at Jin Qing who was standing next to the table: "You come in with me!" Then he turned and walked away.

Jin Qing: "It's as simple as that.

Yi Cheng: "What about the Nine Clans?"

The current emperor can be crowned the great treasure precisely because of his courage, measurement, and vision to know how to make good use of people.

When he found that he might have a talent around him who could be used for himself, the emperor was able to soften his body to win him over, and he was extremely tolerant.

Talent, of course, can have some small temperament.

But once he finds out that this person can't be retracted by himself, he will immediately kill the killer and show no mercy.

Therefore, the moment Jin Qing entered the Heart Cultivation Palace, Yi Cheng found that the emperor's attitude towards them had changed.

Although he still kept a straight face as usual, the killing intent that seemed to be there before disappeared.

The emperor lazily leaned on the soft couch and asked Jin Qing who was standing underground and Yi Cheng, who was kneeling next to him: "What's wrong?" ”

Yi Cheng knelt on the ground with his head down and didn't dare to say anything, while Jin Qing replied with a frown: "My food has been deducted, and I can't eat enough." She didn't quite understand why the emperor would speak to her so calmly at this time, instead of shouting and killing as usual.

When the emperor heard this, he looked at Zhang Lang beside him, and watched Zhang Lang shrink his neck, the emperor immediately understood what was going on, and said to Jin Qing: "There are rules for the diet of palace people. "So come and beg me! Please, and I will give you bread.

When Jin Qing heard this, he didn't say much, and saluted in the direction of the emperor: "That slave has retired!" "I tore my face horizontally and vertically, and I still pretend to have a deep love for my master and servant.

The emperor didn't expect Jin Qing to say goodbye so neatly, and slapped the table and shouted, "Where are you going!" "If this person is really so unruly that I can't hold it down, even if he is really a talent, I can't stay.

Jin Qing turned his head, and on his black and thin face, a pair of black and white eyes were shining: "The slave is too hungry, and he plans to go to another palace to ask for food!" She didn't believe that there was nothing to eat in such a big imperial city.

After that, he pulled Yi Cheng, who was giving a big gift to the emperor, and walked out.

Yi Cheng was coldly picked up by Jin Qing, and then stood up like a stream,

According to the experience he has gained during this time, if he doesn't stand in time, this Ah Qiao girl will definitely drag him out by the collar, and he doesn't want to roll his eyes.

Listening to Jin Qing's words, a picture immediately appeared in the emperor's mind: Yi Cheng was walking in the East and West Sixth Palace, holding a rice stick and a broken bowl in his hand, and dragging a broken straw mat in the other hand, and Jin Qing was lying dying of starvation on the straw mat.

This scene was seen when the emperor accompanied the emperor on his tour, and it left a deep impression on his heart.

But when this scene was transferred to the palace, the emperor felt that his liver was hurting.

With a "snap", the emperor overturned the small coffee table in the middle of the soft collapse, and the teacups and teapots on the coffee table fell to the ground one after another, and the emperor was furious: "Get back to me." "He's changed his mind, and he's going to kill her whether this person can use him or not.

Jin Qing turned around and looked at the mess on the ground in a daze, while Yi Cheng had already knelt straight on the ground to plead guilty.

707 looked at everything outside through the sea of consciousness, and sighed: Fortunately, the emperor lifted the coffee table instead of the dinner table, otherwise from today, history will definitely change greatly. Emperor, you picked up a life, did you make it?

In the end, the emperor regressed, and Jin Qing got a result that satisfied her.

In the kitchen, Yi Cheng was holding a small rice bucket, looking at Jin Qing, who was sitting in the corner of the wall and eating, he wanted to cry without tears: he wanted to eat like he had just done, why did he take back his dishes, he was innocent!

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was ten o'clock in late autumn, and Jin Qing's work had changed from fanning the ice to passing the pa.

It was in the early dynasties that every quarter of an hour the washkerchiefs that others had thrown were passed to Zhang Lang for the emperor's use.

Jin Qing's work this time made the emperor very satisfied, he was tied to death by Jun Wu's joke before, and he couldn't transfer Jin Qing to another place for the sake of face.

But now it's different, after entering the late autumn, the ice in the Taihe Hall can be removed, and he can finally take off the padded jacket inside himself!

Zhang Lang asked the emperor to tidy up the court clothes, and he felt a toothache, they are really long-lived, and they really take a slave seriously, and they are more energetic than her.

The key is that Ah Qiao's minion doesn't seem to know anything, it's just that he is in the stalk of not admitting defeat, so he has carried it until now.

According to what he said, a knife will go down, and it will be a hundred, how crisp!