Emperor Joan of Arc snorted from his nose and looked down at the official document in his hand.

Then I heard a long "grunt......" sound.

Wen Qingwu hurriedly covered her stomach, a little embarrassed.

When Emperor Joan of Arc looked down at the official document in her hand, she had to take a look at the leaky pot next to her.

Tick tock, it's the end of the day.

It's so late.

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't want to pay attention to it, but the more he looked at the official document in his hand, the more satisfied he became, and after reading the first page, he looked up and said, "Pass the meal." ”

"Yes." Li Jianzhi responded and called to the little waiter next to him to pass the meal. The little chamberlain ran out in a hurry.

Because it was passed on by Li Jianzhi's people, the imperial dining room thought that Emperor Zhende wanted to use it, and the specifications prepared were also the specifications used by the emperor. Because he didn't explain the dishes, what he liked to eat on weekdays was what he liked to eat.

It's just a table full of people.

Wen Qingwu stood to the side, looking at the table full of dishes. Hearing Emperor Joan of Arc, he didn't raise his head and said: "Isn't it useless, hurry up and eat, I still have a few questions to ask you here." ”

Wen Qingwu thought it was Emperor Zhende's own use, but he was flattered to hear him say this.

I was so hungry that I was already hungry when I saw the dishes on that table. She didn't hide her greed, and licked her lips, "Don't you use it?" ”

"No need, I ate it in the evening." Emperor Joan of Arc said.

"So many slaves and maids eat alone?" Wen Qingwu looked at the large table of dishes in front of him, embarrassed. So much, where did she finish eating.

Emperor Joan of Arc looked up and saw a table of dishes, and frowned, "The people in various states are still in dire straits, and there are not many people who can fill their stomachs, and she will only eat this pile of supper, so she will set up a big table?" ”

As he spoke, he clenched the official document in his hand, and turned his head to look at Li Jianzhi with a heavy face, "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, I don't know if there are frozen bones on the road?" ”

"Forgive everyone!" Li Jianzhi knelt down directly, "I probably thought it was used by everyone in the dining room, so I prepared it according to your specifications on weekdays." ”

"It's me, can one person eat so much?" Emperor Joan of Arc had a gloomy face, "Go to the dining room and say, in the future, my three meals a day will be used by all officials according to Honglu Temple." On which day the flood is completely cured, which day will change the diet. ”

According to the pilgrimage of Honglu Temple? The food of Honglu Temple is temporarily given to the officials of the previous court, not to mention rich, even delicious is impossible. It's just a few side dishes. Although he was surprised in his heart, he didn't dare to show it, and replied respectfully: "Yes, the old slave will send someone to say." With that, he glanced at the little apprentice next to him.

Emperor Joan of Arc stopped talking, turned his head and continued to look at the official document in his hand.

Wen Qingwu used the meal honestly underneath.

She was fainting from hunger.

At this time, the little chamberlain who was familiar outside ran in, "Your Majesty, the concubine asks to see you." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc frowned, didn't raise his head, and continued to look at the official document in his hand, "What's the matter?" "I really like to find things when I'm idle.

I didn't sleep in the middle of the night and wandered around.

"The slave doesn't know." The little chamberlain replied.

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't speak, looked at the official document in his hand for a while, looked up and touched his neck and turned around, only to find that the little chamberlain was still kneeling underneath.

Only then did I remember that Concubine Wei was still waiting outside.

"Biography." He didn't want to see it, and he wasn't in the mood. But after hanging people for too long, I softened my heart.

The waiter quickly walked out.

Wen Qingwu was really hungry. When a person is too hungry, it is difficult to stop the food as soon as it enters the mouth. But she felt that peace was more important than a full stomach.

Dining in the emperor's main hall in the middle of the night is still according to the emperor's specifications.

She didn't know how many women had such honors.

At least this strict Ouchi, she has never seen or heard of it.

The other concubines knew that they would definitely have other misunderstandings, not to mention the jealous Wei Guifei.

That's not to see her as a thorn in the flesh.

So in the gap between the little waiter running out, he quickly took a big bite of food, then got up and wiped his mouth, and walked quickly to stand behind Li Jianzhi.

Quickly chew on a mouthful full of food.

Wei Guifei felt that her feet were stiff, and only then did she see the little chamberlain walking out quickly.

"Concubine Niangniang, the emperor is invited."

Hearing this, Concubine Wei took a breath.

The cold of the night poured into my head. She walked into the temple with her skirt in hand.

As soon as I entered the temple, I saw a pile of food on the table. It is the daily specification of Emperor Joan of Arc, and it is full of a few dishes that he likes.

It's just that on weekdays, Emperor Joan of Arc eats in the dormitory.

"Concubines attend Your Majesty." Concubine Wei bypassed the table that was abruptly placed in the center of the hall, stood in front of the table and saluted Emperor Joan of Arc.

Emperor Joan of Arc finally raised his head from the official document, but he only glanced at it, and quickly lowered it again, "Is there something wrong with Concubine Ai coming so late?" ”

"A few days ago, my uncle brought some soothing incense to his concubines, and when I saw that His Majesty was troubled by the court these days, and the lights were still on in the hall so late, I thought I would send some."

The Ayayi Palace, where Concubine Wei was located, was very close to the Zichen Palace.

"The concubine has a heart." Emperor Joan of Arc nodded, still looking at the official document in his hand, "Just leave it there." ”

Seeing this, Li Jianzhi came down to take the incense burner handed by Wei Guifei.

After Wei Guifei finished speaking, Emperor Joan of Arc ignored herself. But I didn't want to leave, and I finally looked forward to His Majesty's return, and there was no one in the four concubines who opposed him, so I couldn't help but be a little arrogant.

"Your Majesty, don't you go to bed so late?" She actually wanted to ask His Majesty which palace to sleep in, but she didn't dare to ask so directly.

But even if she didn't ask directly, Emperor Joan of Arc also heard what she meant. As soon as he raised his head, he looked at her sharply, "What, Concubine Ai still cares where I can't sleep?" ”

Emperor Zhende's gaze startled Concubine Wei, and her body couldn't help but retreat. It happened to bump into the table that was placed in the middle of the temple.

took a step forward to avoid it, endured the pain from his calf, and explained with a smile: "Where dare the concubine?" It's just that the court is heavy, and I hope that Your Majesty will pay attention to your body and rest early. ”

"I have my own measure." Emperor Joan of Arc said, not angry and self-assured. glanced at Concubine Wei, "If Concubine Ai has nothing to do, just retreat, I still have something to do." ”

"Yes, then the concubine will not bother Your Majesty." Wei Guifei saluted very politely, and was about to retreat, and her calf hit the table behind her again.

This is a lot harder than just a few hits.

"Bang Bang"!

The pain that was still in place was not relieved, and the pain deepened.

The pain made Wei Guifei purse her lips, inhale and endure, and prepared to walk out around the table.

Which table is this that doesn't have long eyes? The emperor has a meal and goes up the steps, what are you doing here?

Cheng Xin wants to trick her?

Bastard stuff.

Emperor Zhende was pulled back to his thoughts by Wei Guifei's "clang", and suddenly raised his head and looked at the empty table. Turning his head to look at Wen Qingwu, "Are you done eating?" ”

Wei Guifei's body stiffened as she was withdrawing. 14...Friends who read books, you can search for "blue Chinese network", you can find this site as soon as possible.