The voice was so loud that Liu Yanjin's body outside the door trembled slightly.

This Liu Yanjin is a famous lady, very delicate and exquisite, she naturally sees little of such a scene, and she was a little frightened, so Meng Ping took her away, and then said to her: "Jieyu don't have to be too discouraged, there is a reason why the emperor doesn't drink Jieyu's chicken soup." “

This Jin Jieyu will send chicken soup to Qingyin Hall three times and twice, but the emperor has never drunk it once, and he always cheapens the people below, and the emperor doesn't care, he doesn't pity Liu Yanjin's heart at all.

Meng Ping knows that this chicken soup is boiled by Liu Yanjin herself, the first few times, when she came to Qingyin Palace, her fingers were burned, and I heard the palace people in her palace say that Jin Jieyu is learning to make soup.

Come to think of it, this woman wants to make chicken soup for the emperor affectionately, but the emperor has no next step for her affection.

When Liu Yanjin heard Meng Ping's words, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked him: "Please also ask General Manager Meng to tell me what kind of soup the emperor likes?" ”

Saying that, he asked the personal palace maid next to him to stuff a bag of things for Meng Ping, and Meng Ping put it away with understanding, this Jin Jieyu is not stupid, and she also knows how to dredge the doorways up and down in this palace.

is much more gentle and generous than that Zhaoyi Niangniang.

He lowered his voice with a smile and said to Liu Yanjin: "The emperor likes to drink a ginseng soup the most, which is boiled by Lord Qiu of Penglai Pavilion, every time it is sent, the emperor is happy to drink it, and frequently praises it, if Lord Qiu does not send it, the emperor still urges the old slave to ask Lord Qiu for it." ”

Everyone in this Qingyin Hall knew that the emperor liked the kind of ginseng soup that Lord Qiu boiled, and he couldn't drink the other soups.

So I also know Qiu Yinong's position in the emperor's place, and I can't easily mess with it.

Hearing Meng Ping say that autumn is strong, Liu Yanjin's face turned pale inexplicably, but she quickly smiled: "Thank you for your advice, this concubine will go and ask Lord Qiu for advice." ”

Since the emperor likes to drink the soup boiled by the autumn lord, she can also go and ask the secret recipe for making ginseng soup in autumn.

In this way, he was willing to drink the ginseng soup she sent to the emperor.

Looking at Liu Yanjin's figure rushing away, Meng Ping sighed and shook his head frequently, in fact, his words were not finished, this Jin Jieyu is such a smart person, why can't he understand it, the emperor likes to drink that ginseng soup, as long as the reason is not because of how delicious the ginseng soup is, but because of the person who boiled the ginseng soup.

Therefore, after such a long time, even if Qiu Yinong didn't send ginseng soup, the emperor's mouth was greedy, and he wanted to drink it, so he didn't let the imperial chef learn how to boil it with Qiu Yinong, but urged the palace people to let Qiu Yinong cook ginseng soup for him and send it.

In fact, this emperor didn't drink ginseng soup at all, but wanted to enjoy the affection that the woman sent him.

Now, even if this Jin Jieyu can learn how to boil it, what she sent is not what the emperor wants.

I guess the emperor won't drink it.

Thinking like this, Meng Ping felt that this Jin Jieyu was really a little pitiful, but thinking about it, the women in this harem should be like this.

But Meng Ping was also a little puzzled, it was this Jin Jieyu who was busy trying to please the emperor, but the one in Qixia Palace had a very wide heart, not to mention pleasing the emperor, she had never shown her face in front of the emperor at all.

She is not happy to brush up on the sense of existence.