Chapter 93 This should be the time for the emperor to practice swords, right?

Su Chengxi received the news and learned that Jing Jian had taken Xiao Yuhuan to the training ground of the Imperial Forest Army, she put down the music in her hand, took two sips of tea, wet her ruddy thin lips, flashed the crystal water, she smiled and said: "In this way, the mourning family has never gone to see the specific situation of Jiang Hao's training of the Imperial Forest Army, since the emperor has gone, the mourning family has also gone to take a look." ”

Rulan nodded, and was about to instruct someone to prepare a sedan chair, when Su Chengxi waved his hand and said, "It's not far from left and right, let's walk!" The mourning family has been busy with government affairs these days, and they haven't gone out for a few days. ”

Su Chengxi used to be a social animal, and he had weekends and weekends off, so he could go out for a walk.

Now that you are the queen mother, she is forced to 007 under the severe situation, and her daily work is often much longer, so that she can't spare time to go out for a walk.

However, today, she learned that Jing Jian took her son to skip class, so she also wanted to join in the fun.

Ru Lan smiled and nodded, and then suggested: "Queen Mother, there shouldn't be any pastries and tea over there in the training ground, since the emperor has passed, why don't you ask the slave to send some pastries and tea to the imperial dining room?" You and the emperor can watch it for a while. ”

When Su Chengxi heard this, he blinked, muttered for a moment and said, "Then prepare osmanthus cake and walnut cake, by the way, and chestnut cake." ”

Su Chengxi smiled and said, "As for the tea, it's okay to do whatever you want." ”

As a diligent social animal, Su Chengxi actually doesn't have much attachment to tea tasting, as long as it is not difficult to drink, she can drink it.

But Jingjian is different, he was born just over 100 days old and was the prince, born noble, and his requirements for life are extremely exquisite.

It is written in the original text that this man was reborn and returned, and it was extremely difficult to serve after he returned to power.

The tea to drink must be made from the white and flawless snow water taken from the snow-capped mountains, and the hanging wall silver leaf tea is made by cooking only three catties a year on the cliff and growing on the cliff with only one of the freshest spores.

It's so exquisitely perverted.

Now that Su Chengxi remembered the content of the original article, the fear at the beginning seemed to slowly fade with Jing Jian's recent connivance with her, and she had a rebellious mentality.

Aren't you very particular?

The mourners will toss you and make you eat the walnut crisp and chestnut cake you hate the most, and even the tea will only let you drink the most ordinary ones.

No, it should be drunk by people.

Su Chengxi stopped Rulan, who turned around and left, and ordered: "Prepare the tea, you can drink it on weekdays." ”

Ru Lan was stunned for a moment, and then said in a panic: "The Queen Mother, the maidservants drink coarse tea on weekdays, how can they cook it for the Queen Mother and the emperor?" ”

"Who said the mourners want to drink?"

Su Chengxi said lightly: "Let you do it, you just do it, no need to talk nonsense." ”

Ru Lan was stunned when she heard this, and then hurriedly nodded and responded: "Yes, Queen Mother, the slave maid will do it." ”

When Su Chengxi took the palace maids and eunuchs of the Fengwu Hall to the training ground, the Imperial Forest Army had been competing for three quarters of an hour, and Xiao Yuhuan watched it with relish, shouting and cheering on the side, applauding again and again.

Even Su Chengxi didn't even notice it when he arrived.

But Jing Jian turned his head to look at the moment when Su Chengxi's footsteps reached his ears, his eyes lit up, he was just about to step forward to salute, Su Chengxi raised his hand to stop it, slowly walked to his side, looked at Xiao Yuhuan who was standing in front of them cheering, and snorted softly: "Jing Guard, if the mourning family is not mistaken, the emperor should be practicing swords at this time, not watching people practice swords, right?" ”

The straightforward and unpleasant questioning made Jing Jian's eyes flash slightly, and then a faint helplessness welled up in his heart.

If it was before, he would smile and take people into his arms and coax them.

However, at this moment, even though he knew that Su Chengxi didn't really blame him, he still bowed his hand in a proper manner: "Empress Dowager, this is indeed the time for the emperor to practice swords. ”