"It must be that she entered the palace, knew the emperor's preferences, and worked hard to learn for the emperor, people, what goals are you most afraid of, once you have a goal, the progress will be fast, probably for the emperor, only to make progress so fast."

"Aiqing's words are reasonable." The emperor held Du Zhong's hand tightly: "Aiqing is a smart person, I asked you to supervise hundreds of officials, and you really did it, but you are upright, some words, you tell me in private, or just fold it, don't express your heart in front of the hundred officials, you know, you can't reach it quickly." Everything is about methods, and there must be a time. ”

Bosom friend.

The emperor knew him so well.

Du Zhong was moved and almost cried: "The emperor is so gracious, the daughter of the minister and the minister can only repay it if she is rigorous and serve her well, if you only say that there is anything inappropriate in the palace, please also ask the emperor to look at the minister's face and forgive one or two." ”

"Don't worry, she's more reliable than you."

Eucommia

The emperor was also a little embarrassed, he said too quickly, he couldn't talk too much, he was abrupt, and he quickly detoured and tactful: "What I mean is that Du Changzai is smart and clever, down-to-earth and willing to do things, righteous and righteous, and has a clear mind, which is really a rare talent." She is very good in the palace and serves her properly, so you don't have to worry about her. ”

Du Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The aroma of fried chicken is really appealing.

The emperor can't wait to eat fried chicken.

Or rather, the emperor can't wait to meet the guy who delivered the fried chicken.

When Xuan came in and took a look, it was two.

The emperor was three points disappointed, and he was also a little angry, and said that he would let that woman come, but she couldn't resist the decree?

But the foreign minister was there, and the emperor was not easy to show, he looked at the fried chicken, it was indeed brown and crispy, and it smelled freshly fried, and the emperor's stomach grunted: "Du Aiqing, I invite you to eat fried chicken together." ”

First tear a chicken thigh for Du Zhong, the old man.

Du Zhong is naturally grateful, he can eat the chicken thighs torn by the emperor in this life, and how many people in the entire Chen Kingdom have such treatment? This is simply Longen, I have to praise my daughter Du Zhiyan for her anger, since entering the palace, her position has risen, the emperor loves the house and Wu, and even he, the father of the five-grade official, can get a little blessing.

Eucommia followed the big chicken legs, his face full of pride.

The emperor rummaged through the food box and asked Erjo: "What about the gifts?" Didn't you say that you would give giveaways? ”

Nijo pointed to the purple-skinned onion: "The master said that this is a gifted fruit." ”

The emperor said in his heart, you fool fools.

What kind of fruit does Chen Guo have, he can't tell the difference when he is an emperor?

When did purple-skinned onions become fruit?

Not to mention the spicy eyes of this fruit, it is really perfunctory.

If you don't want to give a giveaway, don't send it, send a purple-skinned onion, and bully anyone.

Not only stingy, but also annoying.

The first day of delivery is perfunctory to customers, isn't it?

The emperor pinched the fist-sized purple onion and asked Du Zhong seriously: "Du Aiqing, in your house, this purple onion is called fruit?" ”

"Ah, this-" Du Zhong scolded his daughter in his heart, this purple-skinned onion is also an onion in his own house, it is used for cooking, and he has never called it a fruit.

For fear that the emperor would be angry, Du Zhong didn't dare to stay longer, and the fried chicken in his hand was not fragrant: "Your Majesty. There's still something going on at home."

"Go back."

Du Zhong got up and ran all the way out of the palace.

The emperor frowned and looked at the onion, it was just an ordinary purple-skinned onion, tearing the skin, well, it was still very spicy.

The emperor's eyes were red, and he almost burst into tears.

Gao Rang hurriedly stepped forward with a handkerchief, and his distressed hands were in a hurry: "Your Majesty, Du Changzai can't come, there is a reason, don't be sad, the emperor." ”

"I'm smoked with onions, hurry up and bring a basin of water."

Gao Rang was busy and took a basin of warm water, thinking that Du Changzai was brave enough to dare to send an onion to the emperor as a fruit, and smoked the emperor until he shed tears. While gently wiping the emperor's eyes, he put the onion eight zhang away by the way.

The emperor was sobbing from the smoke, only to feel a spicy spicy spicy down his nose and straight to his Tianling Gai.

It's more poisonous than chili peppers.

"Nijo, what do you mean by your master using onions as gifts?" The emperor snorted: "This is clearly contempt for me." ”

"Your Majesty, you have been wronged." Nijo hurriedly kowtowed: "Listen to the master, onions are such fruits-"

"Onions are not fruits, are you fools to be me?"

"Your Majesty, the master means that this purple onion smells bad—"

"It doesn't taste very good." The emperor was even more angry.

"Your Majesty, the master means to say, what is this purple-skinned onion rich in?"

"What's rich?" The emperor grabbed the fried chicken, and bracked his ears to listen to the two weaves.

Du only said what it was rich in, but Erjo couldn't remember it a little, it seemed to be a little long, and he could only try to describe what Du only said he meant: "The master said, what is this onion rich in, and it gives birth."

"Raw?" The second monk of the emperor was puzzled.

What raw?

Nijo patted his chest: "The master is saying that he is alive, and the slave has a bad memory, so he can't remember it all." ”

Gao Rang coughed twice, shook the dust, and pretended to catch mosquitoes.

How many meanings does the word give birth to in the harem?

Isn't the meaning obvious enough?

He and a eunuch understood it.

The emperor patted his forehead, and suddenly smiled, and his deep eyes were full of pride: "I also played dumb riddles with me, I read more books than she ate salt, don't you just want to give me a child, what are you embarrassed to say." I understood what she meant, she meant that eating this purple-skinned onion was easy to have children. ”

Nijo is ignorant, is this what his master means?

Did you get it right? Did the emperor understand it right?

Gao Rang smiled hehehe: "Having said that, it's just that this purple-skinned onion is hard to swallow." ”

"This is your superficiality, as the saying goes, good medicine is good for disease, for what, what is it to eat a few purple onions?"

Gao Rang nodded hurriedly, the emperor is literate, and what he said quotes scriptures makes sense.

"What about the purple-skinned onion, take it and eat it, you can't live up to Du Changzai's heart."

Gao Rang went to the corner to find the onion and peel it himself.

Kindness.

The taste is really rushing.

Gao Rang's tears were also in an uproar, and he couldn't wipe them with a handkerchief.

The emperor was obviously on the head, so he directly pinched a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, chewed it twice, and couldn't chew it anymore, it was too dazzling.

I didn't expect the little purple-skinned onion to have so much energy.

The entire Taihe Palace can't stay.

The fragrance of avocado burns for twelve hours a day, but it can't match this green onion.

On the screen, on the Bogu shelf, the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and the potted plants under the window, none of them can escape the fate of being edified.

The emperor looked up to the sky and took a deep breath, picked up a piece of onion and handed it to Gao Rang: "You taste it." ”

Gao Rang hurriedly refused: "The slave is a eunuch, he can't give birth to a child, and it's a waste to eat this thing." ”

"Obviously you don't want to eat it." The emperor was in tears.

Gao Rang laughed secretly: "Your Majesty, even if this purple-skinned onion can help with life and nourishment, it tastes too offensive, why don't you let the imperial dining room use it to make a soup or stir-fry, maybe it's better?" ”

The emperor threw the onion into Gao Rang's arms: "Don't say it earlier." ”

The emperor cleaned his face, put the crispy fried chicken and said to Erjo, "Why didn't your master come and deliver it in person?" Are you shy, and you don't dare to say something in front of me? ”

Ertiao was in the fog: "The master said that there is a lot of work in the small kitchen, and she has to watch." ”

"Really?"

"Yes."

Nijo doesn't lie.

The emperor was a little disappointed.

Alas, this woman is really addicted to business.

If the emperor summons other women to Taihe Palace, within an hour, let alone seventy or eighty, this woman refuses?

Probably to resist this trick again.

Remembering that Erjo had been slapped in Changle Palace, the emperor asked him: "Does your master know?" ”

"Back to the emperor, I know."

"Did she give you any money?"

"Given."

"Well, your master is still a good master, knowing that you have been wronged, it is good to give you some silver subsidies, after all, there is the noble concubine of Changle Palace, and your master can't afford to provoke it. She is the permanent position, far from the difference. ”

"My master said that he would block Changle Palace for a month."

Blocked for a month?

The emperor frowned: "Where to take Changle Palace?" Changle Palace won't move, and it's useless to pull until it's dark. ”

"What the master means is to blacken Changle Palace for a month, and he won't accept the list of Changle Palace this month."

Yo.

The emperor sighed secretly.

This Du only said that he had a bit of ambition.

Changle Palace provoked her minions, she dared to throw her face at Changle Palace, and directly refused to let Changle Palace order.

It's a bit grumpy.

There are many women in the palace who have a temper, but there are not many who can have a temper for their own slaves.

Du is only one.

The emperor wrote a note and handed it to Ertiao: "Take it back to your master, this is the dish I ordered, and I will send it to me at the right time, don't worry." ”

Gao Rang took the fan to fan the Taihe Palace, and the taste of the onion dispersed for a long time, Gao Rang added some avocado incense, sprinkled the avocado fragrance with a golden fork, covered the copper cover, and gently beat the emperor's back: "Your Majesty, your fried chicken is cold." ”

"I'm not hungry. I've got you. The emperor knelt on the desk, grabbed a pot of bluegrass leaves, and put the leaves into a Du character: "I want to keep my stomach and eat at night." ”

"What dish did the emperor order just now? It's sure to be a good meal, save it for the evening and enjoy it slowly. ”

The emperor didn't answer, just laughed.

Du Zhiyan writes and calculates in the Yongfu Palace, and on one account, the daily income is recorded, and the one account is the daily expenses.

The two books are very thick, and the small characters on the top are not properly written, but the accounts are quite clear.

Shi Jing hugged Jin and turned over, before she fell asleep, Du Zhiyan was keeping accounts, she woke up, Du Zhiyan was still bookkeeping.

It seems that this tent is quite thick.

Erjo came back after delivering the meal and took the note to Du Zhiyan.

Du only said that he was bent on settling accounts and did not open it.

Shi Jing heard that the emperor ordered this dish to be delivered at the right time, and it was from nine to eleven o'clock at night, and at this time, all the palaces had their keys and almost slept.

Your Majesty, this is called a late-night snack.

To see what he wanted to eat, Shi Jing opened the note, and the words "Du Zhiyan" were written on it.

The dragon flying and the phoenix dancing in three words are extremely crazy.

Shi Jing pursed his lips, stared at the words on the note and sighed: "Tsk. Tut-tut"

"Is the emperor's writing hot?" Du Zhiyan held the brush.

"It's not hot."

"And what are you tsking about?"

"I don't know what I'm talking about, I can't read." Shi Jing stuffed the note into Du Zhiyan's hand: "I can't read, it's not as talented as you, look at what the emperor ordered." ”

Du only said three words.

At first, I thought it was the emperor's joke, but after figuring it out, Du Zhiyan's face also turned red.

Shi Jing sat next to her and looked at her embarrassment, and laughed out loud.

It was almost time, and Shi Jing pressed Du Zhiyan in front of the bronze mirror.

"It's time to go to Taihe Palace, why don't you dress up, you've been busy in the small kitchen for a long time, you should change your clothes well, and your hair should be combed carefully, I have a pair of pearl earrings with excellent quality, and you wear the most beautiful face."

Although Shi Jing is not very literate, in terms of aesthetics, Shi Jing has been dressed and eaten since he was a child, and gorgeous clothes and decorations are the basic equipment.

Under her dress, Du Zhiyan wore a water-red waist-pinching Shu brocade robe, a white jade forbidden waist, a pomegranate red brocade cloak, combed a high bun, and inserted a white jade carved pomegranate flower hairpin, and a full dark red velvet flower was inserted after her hair, and the pearl earrings emitted a weak light in the night.

It's also a ringing jingle.

There is a dragon burning in the Taihe Palace.

The emperor is still working hard to write.

Every day's excerpts are like homework.

Batch one book and two copies.

In the warm east hall, the emperor stretched his waist, picked up the tea on the desk and took a sip, which was a little cold.

The folds that are spread out are written by the frontier.

Cui Zhen, the youngest son of Cui Yi, the Lingtai Lang of the Sipin Qin Heavenly Prison, and Du Zhiyan's cousin wrote again.

"Your Majesty, are you okay in the capital? I heard that it is snowing in the capital, the snow is so thick that you can't step on it with one foot, and it is also snowing on the frontier, which is half a person deep. Seven horses froze to death in the barracks, Your Majesty, you have to be well. ”

This Cui Zhen asked him to follow King Yue to learn skills, and delivered letters to the palace twice in three days.

It is said that Cui Zhen Cui Zhen's martial arts are okay, and he has a bit of brute strength, but in terms of literary style, it can be seen through the twists and turns that it is indeed lacking.

The emperor gave him four words with a cinnabar pen: "I know." ”

I don't want to write a word more.

Du Zhiyan came in the middle of the night, the corners of his robe were wet, and when he heard that the emperor was working at the desk, he didn't bother, and knelt obediently under the corridor.

When the golden bell of Taihe Palace rang ten times, the emperor stretched his waist, the jade belt around his waist was too heavy, and he fell so that his back was sore, he took off the jade belt, loosened the collar, and the emperor rubbed his wrist and walked out from behind the long case.

Gao Rang had already brought the ginseng tea to him.

Warm tea has a strong water vapor.

The earth dragon is very hot, and the charcoal fire is burning, and the whole Taihe Palace is as warm as spring.

The emperor's thin robe also felt stuffy, and he couldn't help but loosen the collar of his robe again, revealing his undulating neck.

The young man Langjun has a loose and uninhibited beauty.

The emperor's eyes were foggy: "What time is it?" ”

"It's time."

"Not here yet?"

"Here, waiting outside me, I don't dare to disturb the emperor's review of the folds."

"Confused." The emperor lifted the curtain and walked out of the east hall, the outside of the hall was empty, and Du Zhiyan knelt in the shadow of the lamp according to the rules, looking very thin.

A gust of wind blew the lanterns under the porch.

The wind and snow came along more than a dozen steps, and the emperor with thin clothes and open collar was swept all over his face by the wind and snow. I felt that this cold air fell into his arms like an ice knife.