Grandpa?

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, the chubby imperial chef quickly raised his head.

This person is a little familiar.

The imperial chef hurriedly rubbed his eyes and tried his best to remember.

And then—

"Little cub? Are you that little kid at Goldman Sachs? ”

The chef was pleasantly surprised.

As the best eunuch in the imperial dining room, he was deeply favored by the emperor.

The Imperial Chef is definitely the boss of the Imperial Dining Room.

I don't know how many little eunuchs in the palace followed his ass and stammered desperately.

Either you want to worship him as a backer, or you just want to learn a few tricks.

The imperial chef has been in the palace for many years, and I don't know how many godsons and grandsons he has received.

Goldman Sachs is one of them.

This little monkey cub is not very old, but he is clever.

The best thing is that Goldman Sachs and the Royal Kitchen are people from the same place.

Although they are different villages, they also belong to the same county and are authentic villagers.

For the sake of his fellow villagers, the imperial chef accepted Goldman Sachs as his godson.

Even the name "Goldman Sachs" was given by the imperial chef.

When I first entered the palace, Goldman Sachs was still a sophomore in high school.

"Grandpa! It's me! ”

Goldman Sachs was also very excited to see his godfather.

In the morning, he obeyed his godfather's instructions and went to other palaces to deliver food boxes.

When I returned to the imperial dining room, I found that it had already been messed up.

The godfather is gone, and the other little eunuchs are also running and escaping.

Goldman Sachs knows that his godfather is a good craftsman and is a cook that His Majesty is used to.

The holy driver traveled west to Shujing, and if he remembered to bring a cook, he would definitely take him.

The godfather didn't stay and wait for him, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

are all slaves, Goldman Sachs knows too well that kind of involuntarily.

Therefore, seeing his godfather again, Goldman Sachs not only did not have any resentment, but was very happy.

I finally met my godfather, and my godfather is still alive!

"Her Royal Highness the Princess, this is the deputy head of the imperial dining room, and the person with the best cooking skills in the imperial dining room, surnamed Zhu, is the slave's father-in-law?"

After the surprise, Goldman Sachs did not forget that the master was still with him.

He hurriedly made an introduction respectfully, and desperately glanced at Chef Zhu: "Grandpa, this is Her Royal Highness the princess from the former queen." ”

"My son was able to escape from the capital smoothly this time, all thanks to the protection of His Royal Highness!"

"Now, the son and more than 30 palace people in the palace have all voted under the princess."

"Her Royal Highness the princess is of noble birth, the most benevolent, and loves talents—"

So, if you don't have a place to go, go to the princess's door.

Goldman Sachs is too smart, although he doesn't know why his godfather wanders around the farmland in the middle of the night.

But, he knew that something must have happened to his godfather.

He is grateful for his godfather's care, and he will not leave his godfather alone.

Moreover, the godfather has the craft, and he can let the godfather cast under the princess, and he is also recruiting talents for the princess.

Shen Wu looked at Chef Zhu, who was in his thirties, white and chubby, with a kind face.

Although there is panic and uneasiness in the bottom of his eyes, he is still clear.

Probably not a bad guy.

Shen Wu looked at Chef Zhu, and Chef Zhu was also secretly observing Shen Wu.

He entered the palace at the age of seven and has been in the palace for more than 20 years, so he naturally knows more secrets than Goldman Sachs.

He even met the former queen Wang, and once made a pickled cucumber for the first queen.

When the first queen gave birth to a dragon and phoenix fetus, but the dragon died and the phoenix was born, and the story of the first queen also died with blood, Chef Zhu has also heard of it.

Then the little princess was thrown into the cold palace, and Mama Wang served the little master loyally, during which Chef Zhu also helped Mama Wang.

Maybe he didn't dare to do anything clearly, but secretly stuffing some food was really a casual move for Chef Zhu, who was in charge of the imperial dining room.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years have passed, and the little princess in the cold palace has grown up.

Not only was he born with a fairy appearance, but he also seemed to have a lot of means.

His godson himself understands, in the words of Chef Zhu, that is, he is more refined than a monkey.

Goldman Sachs is willing to follow the little princess and is sincerely loyal, which shows the high ability of the little princess.

There are wrists, high abilities, wow, the rebels are coming, there is wolf smoke everywhere, and troubled times are coming.

Being able to have a powerful master is better than anything else.

And most importantly, the little princess was not treated well by the emperor.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Goldman Sachs felt that he was a person who was about to be given death by His Majesty, and the little princess who was also unfavored dared to take him in!

"The old slave Zhu Dalang has been working in the imperial dining room for twenty-seven years, and he has some skills."

"The old slave is not talented, and he is willing to serve Her Royal Highness the princess!"

Chef Zhu hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

Shen Wan: ...... In ancient times, there were good ingredients, but there must also be good cooks.

Now, the top chefs are delivered to your door!

Shen Wu felt that her braised pork was not far away.

"Hmmm! Then stay! ”

Shen Wu didn't ask too much, and left Chef Zhu very simply.

Goldman Sachs led Chef Zhu to the courtyard, and there was only one pot bottom left in the beef porridge in Tongding.

Goldman Sachs hurriedly filled a bowl and stuffed it into Chef Zhu's hand.

Chef Zhu tossed all night, frightened and frightened, he was already hungry.

In normal times, he can pick out many faults just by smelling it.

But now, he drank all the porridge that did not meet his requirements in a few bites.

After eating, the palace people did not go to rest.

They continued to work in their original groupings.

Red Sleeves took a few people to boil paste, which was ordered by Her Royal Highness the Princess.

The green calyx took his own manpower and was busy packing up his things and preparing for tomorrow's trip.

Chef Goldman Sachs and Chef Zhu took some relatively strong eunuchs to help the carpenters.

These carriages must be built before dawn!

Everyone was busy in an orderly manner, they were not just for Shen Wu's orders, but also understood a truth.

This, too, is for themselves!

The carriage was originally for them to sit in, and the sooner it was done and as comfortable as possible, they could be better.

Shen Wu saw that everyone was so conscious, so she didn't supervise it anymore.

She went to look at Mama Wang, the other party was still sleeping peacefully, and Shen Wu was completely relieved.

However, Shen Wu was still not in a hurry to rest.

She is still thinking about the capital-

I don't know, what happened to the rebels in the capital?

What will happen if they work hard to enter the capital, rush into the treasury, grain depots, and other places, and do not see the gold, silver, grain and grass that they should have?

……

"General, the faint king has run away!"

"The men and horses of the camp on the outskirts of Beijing are also running and scattering, and only two or three thousand people are left to defend the city."

"Da Langjun sent a message that he has controlled the two city gates, waiting for the army to enter the city!"

Just by the moat outside the capital, the army of black pressure has already arrived.

At the foreground was a sturdy man in his forties, who looked at the capital at hand with great ambition.

There was a scout kneeling in front of him, replying to the news he had found one by one.

"Good! Town! ”

Ashinachon drew his scimitar, and the blade pointed directly at the gate of the capital.

And in the city gate, Ashina Yao, who should have happily greeted the army, was full of darkness at the moment:

"What do you say? All empty? ”