Qingyu smiled and patted her gently, asking her to bring the food out. But before they followed out, Qingyu turned around and hugged Mama Lin gently, without saying anything.

Under this hug, Mama Lin was relieved. Under this hug, she kindly believed that Qingyu knew what she wanted to say to her. So all this is in her hands, and she is just in a hurry.

So at this moment, when she heard Qingyu righteously say to Xianfeng that the imperial doctor did the right thing and did a good job, she almost laughed out loud, this eye medicine is amazing. Because Qingyu just said something very important to Xianfeng, "Don't, you believe me, the concubine still doesn't believe in herself!" Anyway, the concubine doesn't plan to give you medicinal food, so she doesn't need to know your pulse. By the way, I asked the old gentleman today, and he said, you don't have to avoid food, so I will give you something to eat casually in the future. ”

This is actually an explanation for Xianfeng, she called the imperial doctor over, in fact, she asked him if he wanted to avoid eating so that he could make him something more delicious. In case tomorrow the imperial doctor goes to Xianfeng to take eye medicine and says that the mother's hand is too long, Xianfeng will not believe it! On the contrary, it will arouse anger, because Qingyu just wants to ask about taboo, but the imperial doctor dares to be careless, which is disrespectful to the master. It is obvious who is more unlucky.

And think about it along the way, the emperor and the concubine were chatting hand in hand, even if the beautiful noble man had a chance encounter, the two of them could completely ignore it.

Yes, there was no anger, or anything else, what the two of them showed was that oh, a passer-by came, and then it had nothing to do with us, and they turned their heads to talk about themselves, and threw Liguiren there.

At this time, Mama Lin really believed that this concubine really knew the emperor. So in the afternoon, she called the imperial doctor, could it be deliberate? Mama Lin couldn't help but make up for it.

Xianfeng really didn't do anything that night, and after soaking for I don't know how long, Qingyu came to call him. He dried him, changed his clothes, and then gave him a small bowl of chicken bird's nest for him to drink. Xianfeng actually drank bird's nest, and thought that he could do something at this time, but when he got into bed, Qingyu asked him to pillow his thigh, and she gently read to him.

Maybe it's too comfortable, Xianfeng fell asleep, he didn't even have a dream all night, they waited for An Dehai to call him every day, he felt very comfortable once. When I touch my face, I feel that my face is very comfortable to touch.

"Your Majesty, you are in good spirits!" Of course, An Dehai knew that they hadn't done anything last night, but when he saw Xianfeng's good face, he couldn't help but say.

"Did you put anything in the bird's nest?" Xianfeng also felt very happy, and when he got up in the morning, he felt a feeling of refreshment.

"It should be a medicinal bath, you go back and appreciate that adult, it seems that this is really suitable for you." Qingyu hurriedly praised the old man.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to eat?" Mama Lin came over with a smile and asked.

"Is it too late?" Xianfeng looked at Qingyu.

"First of all, what if. Besides, what you want to eat, what you lack, of course, you have to make up for it. Qingyu dressed him and began to carefully comb his hair. I have to say that the braids of the late Qing Dynasty are quite ugly, while Xianfeng's physical condition is well reflected in the hair, which is thin and yellow. At first glance, it is malnutrition.

"Yesterday's mutton noodles are delicious, is it okay to eat them again?" Xianfeng thought about it for a long time, but he really couldn't think of what he wanted to eat.

"Then it's okay to eat mutton porridge, the concubine saw that the soup was very good yesterday, so she asked them to cook porridge this morning, as well as mutton baked cakes, stuffing made of green onions and mutton, I don't know if they did it well or not."

"What if I don't want to eat mutton soup?"

"Well, the concubine also asked them to wrap wontons and make soup with pork bones, and it's good to cook wonton noodles for you today. What do you want to eat? Her eyes lit up.

"Well, can you not use your mind on eating?"

"Then let them make a bowl of the same, so that we can eat it separately and we can all eat it?" Qingyu shook her head at him, she didn't care about him at all, but she still said to him with bright eyes.

"Good!" Xianfeng was helpless and could only nod. But she smiled in her heart, this is really, and she is really happy to live her own little life in the palace. Xianfeng thought of that Chery again, and couldn't help but sincerely feel that Qingyu would live so happily if she married herself, and she was really afraid of dying if she really married that sick seedling.

The two told Qingyu that a table was set for breakfast, and they tried a few bites of each, waiting for everything to be finished, he felt that he was too full to walk. And I have to say, every one of them, the taste is really good.

"What do you want to eat at noon?" When Qingyu sent him out of the door, she asked again.

"Don't ask me, if you talk about eating now, I'm going to vomit." Xianfeng waved his hand, this time no one needed to say, he slowly walked towards the Heart Cultivation Palace. In the distance, Qingyu's laughter can still be heard.

"The mutton pancakes are really delicious!" An Dehai said to Xianfeng with a smile.

"It's good, and the porridge and wontons are also delicious." Xianfeng thought about the food on the table and nodded, and glanced back at An Dehai, "You ate the baked cake?" ”

"Well, Niangniang said, I didn't make a lot of porridge and wontons, so I asked people to give the slave a few baked cakes, why wasn't it so delicious before?" An Dehai is the chief manager of the palace, an ordinary green onion mutton baked cake, he actually thinks it is really delicious, a bite, the juice is direct, and the mouth is full of fresh fragrance.

"Niangniang said, because this is her taste, she let those cooks do it, and the cooks don't have to be responsible, naturally how good it is!" Xianfeng shook his head, but he was stunned, thinking about it for himself, the cooks in the palace were afraid of killing their heads because of the rules, so they didn't ask for merit, but for no fault, everyone is hello, I am good, everyone. Qingyu asked them to put down their burdens, prescribe their own prescriptions, and be responsible for themselves, and then if they do well, they will naturally be reused. Naturally, they come up with their truest level.

And when it comes to officialdom, even if those people in the DPRK and China show how loyal they are to the country every day, they are even bad at all. They just want to get high-ranking officials from themselves, but when something really happens, they are afraid that they are worse than these cooks. Thinking of this, the excitement just now was put down again, because it was impossible for him to use Qingyu's method of managing the cook to motivate the courtiers.

"Your Majesty, Zeng Guofan actually wrote an excerpt to discuss the emperor, it is really a crime that deserves death." As soon as they entered the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, several ministers of military aircraft finished saluting, and they came over angrily with a fold.

Xianfeng was originally a little discouraged, and when he heard this, he was even more lazy to pay attention, but when he saw that the sixth and seventh children were also there, he smiled at them, sat down in front of the desk, and asked An Dehai to take the fold over, and looked at it quietly.

Because the Taiping army made some trouble, but the court and the central government couldn't come up with a way, which made the momentum of the people bigger and bigger, which is also the reason why Xianfeng became more and more disgusted with politics. He has just ascended to the throne, why should he do this?