Chapter 568: The Little Eunuch of the Tyrant's Family 4

There was an arrogant and domineering little eunuch beside His Majesty, and the matter of the little eunuch who had no one in his eyes spread all over the palace in an instant.

It is rumored that His Majesty has great trust in the little eunuch.

It is rumored that His Majesty is very tolerant of the little eunuch.

It is rumored that His Majesty and the little eunuch ate at the same table.

At this time, in the Zichen Palace, Gu Buzheng, who was eating with a certain emperor, said that it was too difficult.

"Xiao Zhengzi, what I want to eat is fried bamboo shoots, not pigeon meat you clipped!"

Xiao Ce roared in a low voice, feeling that the little eunuch in front of him was deliberate.

"Oh, yes, Your Majesty, I see." The attitude of admitting mistakes is very good.

Wrong clip, can't I eat it myself?

After eating the pigeon meat, he picked up the roast goose meat again.

Tyrant Xiao Ce: "!! ”

My little eunuch must have done it on purpose!

He is just hungry and wants to eat meat, so he always clips the wrong dish and always delivers it to his mouth!

How can there be such a good-looking person in this world?!

Xiao Ce was very angry, and suddenly lost the idea of letting Gu Buzheng give him the vegetables, what to eat by himself, clip it by himself.

I don't want to look forward to a certain emperor who is finally willing to use chopsticks by himself, and I am very relieved.

That's it, whatever you want to eat, come by yourself.

As the saying goes, do it yourself, have plenty of food and clothing.

See how good it works.

You eat well, I eat even better!

On a table of dishes, Xiao Ce almost picks vegetarian dishes to eat, and it is not disputed that it is proper, every chopstick is meat and meat.

Xiao Ce: Do you like meat so much?

A certain tyrant sandwiched his favorite vegetarian dish, ate it, and suddenly felt tasteless.

Look at the little eunuch's oily mouth, shining eyes, and satisfied little expression......

Is the meat dish made in the imperial dining room so delicious tonight?

Xiao Ce looked at the dining table, the last piece of roast duck meat, the Adam's apple rolled, and the endocrine was a little strong.

In the past, he would feel sick to his stomach just by looking at it and smelling it, and the disgusting meat dishes seemed to be able to smell the meat today.

"Little Zhengzi!"

A certain tyrant watched as the roast duck meat he was aiming at was about to fall into the mouth of the little eunuch, and drank coldly.

But still, one step too late.

A bold little eunuch listened to his loud drink, and stuffed the last piece of roast duck meat into his mouth.

After taking a bite, he blinked his eyes and looked at him full of inquiry, motioning for him to say what he wanted!

This damn little eunuch!

Xiao Ce threw away the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Xiao Zhengzi with great annoyance.

"Then roast the duck quickly, I want to eat it!"

"I wanted to eat, but you took a bite, what do you think you should be guilty of?!"

Listening to the dog emperor's loud drink, he looked at the duck wings that had been bitten by himself, and then slowly handed them to Xiao Ce.

"Your Majesty, do you want to eat?"

Xiao Ce: !!

This bold little arguing man dared to let me eat what he had bitten!

Is it clean?

Is it hygienic?

"Your Majesty, this roast duck meat is good, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy and delicious. If Your Majesty doesn't want to eat it, then I'll ......"

"Bring it!" Xiao Ce felt like his brain was pumping.

Otherwise, such a thing would not have been uttered!

If it's not brain pumping, it's crazy and stupid!

He not only asked Gu Buzheng to hand over the roast duck wings, but also ate the roast duck wings without disliking it at all.

After eating, I felt that it tasted very good!

The skill of the chef of the imperial dining room has improved!

After lunch, Xiao Ce went to the imperial study to correct the folds, during which Xiao Ce allowed Gu Buzheng to do something he wanted to do.

To put it bluntly, it's time for freedom!

In the imperial dining room, the cooks who are busy making pastries for the ladies of the palaces are busy one by one.

Before I got closer, I smelled it.

"Yo, isn't this fighting for your father-in-law?" Li Gui's voice is not yin, and yang is not yang.

Obviously, he was afraid of being on duty next to the tyrant Xiao Ce, and he was jealous of others being on duty beside the tyrant Xiao Ce.

Typically, if you can't eat grapes, you say that grapes are sour.

After all, he Li Gui turned out to be a big celebrity beside His Majesty, and His Majesty told him to do anything.

But now, he has been replaced by Gu Buchang, and his heart is naturally awkward.

Awkward to awkward, and very glad that I could breathe.

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, who knows when His Majesty will be unhappy and cut off his head?

"Grandpa Gui." He glanced at Li Gui, who was also squatting outside the imperial dining room, and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Father-in-law Gui, this is the Yulu osmanthus cake you wanted." The cook in the imperial dining room came out with a plate of pastries, and there were only five pieces on the plate, arranged into a flower with five leaves.

"Hmm." Gonggong Gui nodded, and then the little eunuch beside him opened the big red food box, took the plate of pastries, and put it in the food box.

"Father-in-law Gui, which lady are you going to give it to?" The fragrance of the jade dew osmanthus cake drifted down the air to Gu Buji's nose.

Take a deep breath, this pastry should not be too tasty.

A certain father-in-law swallowed his saliva fiercely, wanting to eat, wanting to eat, with a salivating look.

Li Gui looked at Gu Bu indisputably this obscene appearance, and was full of disdain.

Hmph, you can't get on the table!

"The miscellaneous family is going to send pastries to Concubine Ming. What, does Father-in-law Zheng have any advice? ”

Concubine Ming?

I can bully you!

Wu Shi looked at Li Gui and said slowly: "Father-in-law Gui, Your Majesty just wants to eat Yulu osmanthus cake, I wonder if Concubine Ming is willing to wait any longer and let the imperial dining room make a new Yulu osmanthus cake and send it over?" ”

"Your Majesty wants to eat Gyokuro osmanthus cake?" When Li Gui heard Gu Buji's words, he laughed out loud on the spot.

His Majesty never eats pastries, this is a well-known thing in the palace!

Li Gui's eyes were like swords, and he slashed at Gu Buzhi fiercely, "Fight for your father-in-law, do you know the consequences of falsely passing on His Majesty's dictation?" ”

"That's a big sin for the Nine Clans!"

Yo yo yo.

It's scary.

I'm not intimidated.

The Dog Emperor has the ability, so let him go to the nine clans of the shark race.

Don't you just want to eat a plate of pastries!

"Grandpa Gui, you just say pastries, you don't let me." Gu Buzheng's attitude of not seeking the process, but only the result, Li Gui hesitated in his heart.

Li Gui: Could it really be that Your Majesty wants to eat Gyokuro osmanthus cake?

Your Majesty Xiao Ce's name as a tyrant is not a rumor.

If you really anger Xiao Ce, there will be rivers of blood, and there will be millions of corpses.

"Father-in-law Gui, time waits for no one. If Your Majesty waits, you know the outcome better than I do. ”

Hurry up, hurry up, hand over the Gyokuro Osmanthus Cake!

I want to eat it hot, but what should I do if I have a bad stomach when it is cold?

You're in charge!

"Since Your Majesty wants to eat, then naturally your Majesty will come first." Li Gui took out the jade dew osmanthus cake in the mahogany food box and handed it to Gu Buzheng.

"This jade dew osmanthus cake will be in trouble to fight for the bus to Your Majesty!" Li Gui didn't dare to bet on whether this pastry was something that Gu Buzheng wanted to eat, or if His Majesty wanted to eat it.

After all, he only has one life, and he doesn't want to die yet!!

"Or, Gonggong Gui, you will personally send it to Your Majesty?" Seeing that the plate was about to be taken, he stopped without fighting.