In the courtyard, it didn't take long for a group of people to come, leaving two careful maids standing beside them to listen to the orders, and leaving a full house of brocade robes that I didn't want to think of, and the whitewashed products that I had never seen before, everything I wanted, Zhuo Ji became more and more uncomfortable, and someone hurriedly stepped forward to help what she wanted to do, I am afraid that only the county lord has such treatment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that the sunset was not going, and seeing the people running to the kitchen, although she was sad and uncontrollable, she had been thinking about Wentu, but she couldn't bear it, and despite the maid's obstruction, she should have broken in.

When the waiter saw it, he hurriedly dissuaded his wife from entering, as long as he waited.

"I'll do it," she picked up the kitchen utensils after years of habit, and when she saw that the cook was at a loss, she immediately shouted, "Go out and wait." ”

"Yes, ma'am!" the waiter hurried out, but stood respectfully outside the door waiting for an answer.

Zhuo Ji turned around and looked over, most of the fresh vegetables in the house had never been seen, let alone cooked, so she had to pick some peasant dishes, estimated the number of people and stir-fried them skillfully, and soon, a table of authentic Tujia dishes was ready, fried shredded meat with sauce, and egg custard with clear water......

The waiters looked at it and shook their heads secretly, these vegetable soups have never appeared, they are too simple and rough, and every time the emperor comes up, they are served by the imperial meal.

Zhuo Ji shouted Bi Zi to take a seat, and raised his hand to greet everyone.

How dare the people sit down, they all shook their heads and said, "Please have dinner Madame, I'll ...... later"

What kind of rule is this, Zhuo Ji was very dissatisfied, and immediately shouted: "Come together! How can there be a reason for a family not to eat together!"

No matter who this woman is, since the emperor treats her so kindly, she is naturally a relative of the emperor, and she is ready to enjoy this great grace, maybe the lady will praise her that day.

"You, you ......" came a voice of surprise.

The emperor didn't know when he stood there, only to hear the bamboo chopsticks crackling to the ground, and the chairs were also moving horizontally and vertically, and the waiters knelt down on the spot and were trembling, and they didn't dare to call the emperor, and a little waiter trembled: "I don't know, I don't know that the prince is here, please, please atone for the young master!"

"Waiting for Childe!" the bystander then shouted.

"Mixed ......" The emperor couldn't imagine the prospect, these subordinates dared to eat at the same table with their distinguished guests, but it was not easy to scold, so he had to turn to Jing Zi, "Butler, you ......"

Zhuo Ji couldn't look down anymore, and the gratitude she had just had immediately came to naught, this Nirvana must be a powerful person, and he didn't treat his subordinates as people, muttering in his mouth, "I ordered them to eat together!" While helping his subordinates one by one, but who dared to get up?

She was so dizzy that she raised her hand and pointed to the emperor, "This is the dish I make, I can use it with whoever I want, since it is a family, we have to eat it together, you can't get used to it, I can't get used to it, so it seems that you are a wicked young man!"

As soon as these words came out, the servants all over the ground were so frightened that their souls flew together, and some of them had already crawled on the ground.

The emperor came to his senses when he heard this, originally this Wen Ji was like a peasant, he must be used to eating as a family, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Slow, it seems that Mrs. Wen has misunderstood, since the meaning of this son is the same family, why don't you wait for me to ......" suddenly realized that he was speechless, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Zhuo Ji to cover up, "Wait for this son to ...... together"

"Childe?" Jing Wei was shocked, except for the Queen Mother, the Imperial Concubine and the Prince, who would dare to sit on an equal footing with the Emperor, not to mention the meal, it was too unseemly, it would damage the prestige of the Emperor, wouldn't it become a big joke for the royal family to spread it?

"Eh," the emperor snapped his eyes and pointed at Jing Zi, "You come too!"

Jing Zi opened his mouth wide and stared at the emperor stupidly.

"Get up, accompany, dine with my son!" the emperor shouted.

"The subordinates don't dare!" replied the people on the ground.

The emperor was lightly afraid of the table, and shouted again: "Quick! If you don't obey your orders, your son will be angry!"

Zhuo Ji saw that it was indeed his own misunderstanding, but also his own negligence, did not wait for the son to come back to pull people to eat, so he stepped forward to help again, everyone around a table to eat, but it was full of bumps and bumps, even if it was a guard, it was also terrified, the wrists were constantly trembling, and the little maids were even more frightened to death, either the bamboo chopsticks touched together, or the sound of teeth trembling, and even the sound of irrepressible sobbing, and the emperor ate at the same table, and even dared to think that if he returned to the palace in the future, countless people would be envious to death, how could he dare to be majestic in front of himself？

The emperor didn't care about those, sat down next to Zhuo Ji, looked at the vegetable soup carefully, and never saw a single one, so he was excited to eat with chopsticks. Take a sip and widen your eyes, what kind of smell is this, so fragrant and attractive.

The way of food is said: the food in the mouth, the taste is in the heart. The same meal, the same ingredients, different people will produce different tastes, according to modern discourse, the same dishes, the same methods, the same ingredients, from the hands of the wife, will naturally be much stronger than the restaurant, the reason is the heart of the cook, the food is also a natural thing, do it with heart, give love, its taste is naturally better.

Zhuo Ji has always cooked for Wentu, and is accustomed to giving the food feelings, just like the food, the gift of heaven, choking water, and the condensation of the earth, how can there be no possibility of fragrant?

Niedi ate with great pleasure, completely immersed in the beauty, until his full appearance was exposed, and he did not forget to spoon the soup juice and swallow it in his stomach.

After everyone finished eating, they hugged the emperor and Zhuo Ji's mother and son into the couch room, each busy picking up, and a guard stood outside the courtyard with Jing Zi, vigilant about everything around.

"Hahaha, you, Wen Ji," the emperor kept wiping his mouth, still the action he had long been used to, and said to Zhuo Ji, "It's too delicious, it's better than the imperial ...... It's much more fragrant than those who make imperial dishes, and my son is very pleased!"

Zhuo Ji couldn't laugh, if Wentu was also there, he would have eaten a lot, so he had to whisper: "I bumped into Gongzi just now, I hope you don't mind." ”

"Everywhere, it's all a family!" the emperor said, and his heart began to feel bad again, it was impossible for a family to really sit together, and he couldn't help but look at Bi Zi, "Come, come here!"

In addition to coarse tea and light rice, farmers began to play with children, which is dictated by human nature. Bi Zi was unusually obedient, and he didn't dislike the young master who looked like a scholar in front of him at all, and he ran over with a shout of "Mr. Nirvana" in his mouth.

"The son treats Wen Ji so kindly, but it makes the inferior girl feel deeply uneasy," Zhuo Ji frowned embarrassedly, "Wen Ji has no talent and no virtue, and her body is not delicate, it is better to withdraw those subordinates, our mother and son are more comfortable......"

"You're welcome, just call as you please," the emperor could not remove his attendants, "if there is any inconvenience, even if they are swayed, it is their blessing." ”

Zhuo Ji suddenly thought of something, and suddenly asked, "Is the son an official or a businessman?"

"Meng, the emperor is very loved, from a small official position in the capital, what can Wen Ji help?" The emperor saw Zhuo Ji's face solemn and melancholy.

"I just want to ask, what kind of person is the emperor today?" she thought about Wentu, wondering what the emperor would do with Wentu.

This stumped Emperor Nie, and replied vaguely, "It should be dedicated to the country and the people, but I don't know if the people are satisfied or not," suddenly thought of Wen Ji's words that he wanted to kill the emperor when he first saw him, and was suddenly shocked, "Wen Ji has some gap with the emperor?"

Zhuo Ji shook her head sadly, seeing that the young man in front of her was honest, she couldn't take care of it, and asked with a pleading face: "I don't know if there is anyone you know in the palace, and the little girl wants to inquire about it." ”

Emperor Ni forcibly suppressed his smile, pretended to be contemplative and pondered for a moment and replied: "Except for the private affairs of the Queen Mother and the emperor, it is not difficult to investigate!"

Zhuo Ji's eyes widened when he heard this, his nostrils tightened, and he almost ran to Niedi to grab him, "I want to inquire about someone," he swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he spoke, his face turned pale again, "Just ask about life and death!"

Seeing Zhuo Ji's hurried appearance, the emperor also frowned and asked, "Who is it, just tell me." ”

"He, his name is Wentu, and he is the new leader of the martial arts alliance," Zhuo Ji immediately turned his back, afraid that his son would see him crying without tears, "He was called into the palace two days ago, and he has not seen ......anyone so far."

Isn't that the person who escorted him in the side hall? At the moment, he was serving his mother in the Guangci Palace, what was the relationship between him and Wen Ji, thinking that Wen Ji was going to stab himself when he first met, and hurriedly asked: "How did you know this person, and what is the relationship with him?"

Zhuo Ji listened to the other party's tone, must have known the recent situation of Wentu, Huo Ran turned around, couldn't help but take two steps towards Emperor Nirvana, and said sadly: "He, he is, is the little girl's life-saving benefactor...... Zhuo Ji didn't know what to call for a while, in her heart, Wentu is an irreplaceable husband, but when she heard Yashu's words, she didn't know where to go.

"I see," the emperor saw that Bi Zi had fallen asleep, so he picked him up and put him lightly on his legs, Zhuo Ji was just about to pick him up, but was stopped by Emperor Nie, "My son has heard some trivial details," he saw Zhuo Ji's nervous appearance, but he thought about it, "Tomorrow I will send someone to the palace to find out the details, once there is news, I will tell you immediately!"

"Thank you, Childe!" Zhuo Ji hurriedly thanked him.

Emperor Nedi nodded deeply, looking at the situation, this Wen Ji is a person who values love and righteousness, and I am afraid that the news of the assassination in the palace has leaked, after all, Wentu went with the assassin and stayed in the palace, which is inevitably misleading.

However, at this time, I don't want to show all my brains, at least to find an excuse to come back in the future!

Bi Zi's even breathing couldn't help but lead Emperor Nidi to look down, his red and fat little face was warm and smooth, his eyebrows were full of aura, his forehead and ears were wide, and the more he looked at it, the more lovely he became.

Seeing Childe inspecting Ai'er, Zhuo Ji couldn't help but sneak a peek, and this look was also shocking, only then did she see that the two looked very similar, no wonder she had a sense of déjà vu when she saw Childe in front of her for the first time......