"Lord Wang, what are you going to do next?"

Zhao Jingxuan saw that Prince Rui was so angry, and couldn't help but ask curiously, he was looking forward to Prince Rui's move to directly serve the Zhenyu League.

As long as Prince Rui can act with him and hand over the evidence of the evil of the Zhen Yu Alliance to the emperor, I believe that his life is threatened, even if the emperor is calm and intends to launch without moving, knowing this matter will definitely be to completely clear the evil guys of the Zhen Yu League.

In Zhao Jingxuan's opinion, this is also the best choice at present.

"Find out for me, I want to see who is so bold as to dare to do such a thing to my father!"

Prince Rui slammed his fist on the table, and his eyes were extremely sharp when he looked at Zhao Jingxuan. "Lord Zhao, as soon as the morning dawns, I will enter the palace with you to face the saint, this matter must be done by the emperor!"

"Can the prince let the subordinate bring one more person?"

As soon as he heard Prince Rui say this, Zhao Jingxuan knew that there was a drama in this matter, and immediately showed joy.

However, he did not relax because of this, but immediately made a judgment after thinking of the emperor's situation.

Since the emperor may have been poisoned by the other party, then this matter is not trivial, and someone must have deceived him.

As far as he knew, the emperor would ask for a peace pulse once a month on the fifteenth day of the first month and ask the imperial doctor to help check his physical condition, which was originally a very common thing in the royal family, but at this time it was a very serious problem in Zhao Jingxuan's eyes.

It's not that he thinks that the imperial doctors have collectively betrayed the emperor, but there is also a certain possibility that they have been negligent, and he feels that the emperor's situation does not need to be too concerned, after all, once people are old, they will have various physical conditions, even if you are the emperor, some things are irreversible.

"The lower officials suspect that the imperial doctors have not seen His Majesty's physical condition, and hope to bring a doctor into the palace."

"Doctor? What doctor? ”

Prince Rui knew that this matter was very important, if he was a little careless, not only Zhao Jingxuan would be unlucky, but even if he helped introduce him, he might not be able to escape responsibility.

After all, once the doctors brought into the palace cause disadvantage to the emperor, they will undoubtedly be guilty of bullying the emperor, and they may even be positioned to murder the emperor.

Thinking of this, Prince Rui's expression naturally became a little more solemn, and he looked at Zhao Jingxuan, hoping that he could give himself a reasonable reason.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

Zhao Jingxuan was also aware of Prince Rui's concerns, smiled slightly when he heard this, and said bluntly: "I don't know if the prince knows that a miracle doctor has come to Beijing recently?" ”

"What do you mean......"

Hearing that Zhao Jingxuan was planning to take Zhang Qingting into the palace to face the saint, Prince Rui hesitated for a moment but nodded heavily.

Although he was also worried that he would burn himself and bring disaster to himself, he couldn't accept it if he watched the emperor have an accident, and he couldn't do anything as a son.

Taking a deep breath, Prince Rui agreed to Zhao Jingxuan's request.

"Yes, but if something happens, the king may not be able to protect you. You have to be mentally prepared for this. ”

"Xia Guan understands."

Zhao Jingxuan nodded, and after receiving an affirmative answer, his mood was also relaxed.

The assassin didn't give him much valuable information, and he didn't even know if the chamberlain lurking in the palace was working in the imperial dining room, everything was just a few words from the other party, and he was not fully trustworthy.

But once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will take root and sprout when the right conditions are right, as was the case with him at this time.

The possible consequences of this incident made him so worried that even if he hadn't determined the truth of the other party's words, Zhao Jingxuan had to take the risk of verifying it.

On this side, the two of them were planning how to eliminate the possible threat posed by the Zhenyu Alliance, and Jiang Liang was woken up early in the morning.

The palace maid brought breakfast, and only asked Jiang Liang to clean up and go to the competition venue with several other chefs later.

The chief examiner of this competition is Song Imperial Chef, who is in charge of the imperial dining room, after all, insiders look at the doorway, laymen look at the lively, some things are not necessarily good when others look good, and professional people are qualified to judge.

The second round of the competition is very important, and only the five people who stand out are eligible to enter the next round of the competition and can see the sky.

The highest honor of being a chef, that is, being an imperial chef, and being appreciated by the emperor, is recognized by everyone.

Jiang Liang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows after hearing the specific details of the competition, but he didn't expect that the second round would be quite tricky.

"You mean to say that the second round of the competition is divided into two sessions, the first is a random question by Song Imperial Chef, and the second is the official cooking for Song Imperial Chef to evaluate?"

Jiang Liang cautiously asked the palace maid for verification, and couldn't help but sigh after getting a positive answer, sure enough, the difficulty of the second round of the competition will increase a lot.

It doesn't seem to be difficult to ask Song Imperial Chef to ask random questions, but in fact, it is not possible to determine the personality of this imperial chef, and how to meet the other party's standards is also a problem.

If this person has a strict personality and treats people harshly, the attitude of these chefs who may compete with them for jobs may not be too good, and the process may be a little troublesome.

Or, if the person is stubborn and pedantic, and doesn't like the presence of a woman in the kitchen, it is hard to guarantee that there is no intention to target her.

Among the chefs who advanced to the second round this time, except for Jiang Li, there was only one person left who was a woman from the Zhen Yu League.

Jiang Liang was a little nervous when he thought of this, and he didn't know if he could pass the second round of the test.

But time waits for no one, and she has no way to think about it.

Last night's Assassin was like a vignette, and no one even mentioned the disappearance of the cook in the back kitchen of the Annex.

Thinking that such a little person can be replaced at any time, it did not make much waves in everyone's hearts.

Jiang Liang thought wildly, and before he knew it, the competition began.

The first person to be assessed was a big man in his thirties, a kitchen knife was whirring, and he didn't look like a cook, but like a martial arts master.

The exam questions he drew were more conventional, that is, he was asked to use a kitchen knife to cut the coatle and eggplant to test his knife skills.

This kind of exam question is not too difficult to put in other chefs, Jiang Liang watched from the side, and felt that this chef's knife skills were decent, not too good but not too bad.

After all, the chefs who can enter this round have passed the first round of tests, and it is only normal to have excellent knife skills.

Jiang Liang mainly focused on observing Song Imperial Chef, wanting to know how this person would judge.

Song Yuchu looks very thin, looks about fifty years old, he has a very calm temperament in the back kitchen all the year round, and there is no fireworks, but it gives people a sense of alienation.