Don't help me, I can sit up by myself

And it's very obvious.

This partial emperor.

Meng Yuzhu knew that things were different now, and she was less worried about making mistakes, but she also thought, she was a noble concubine after all, and she was on a royal jade plate. Could it be that the emperor would punish her for a mere eunuch? absurd.

The emperor straightened the corners of his robes with a serious smile, and stared at Meng Yuzhu with a look that could poke holes in Meng Yuzhu's eyes: "The imperial concubine has been in the harem for many years, but she still doesn't know the rules of the harem? She beats and scolds the slaves at will, which is a taboo in the Chen Palace."

Meng Yuzhu's hand trembled, and the red gold armor in her hand fell to the ground.

"The concubine knew it was wrong."

"In this case, your concubine should go back and memorize the palace rules. Once you are familiar with it, go to Jingren Palace and let the queen review it. If you really remember it, you can go out and walk around again."

This really poked Meng Yuzhu's lungs.

There are many palace rules in the Chen Kingdom and they are full of tricks. Over the years, Meng Yuzhu has been domineering in the harem, always acting according to her own mood. When did she ever taboo against the palace rules in the Chen Kingdom? Besides, she's not very literate, so copying and memorizing things has always been her weakness. She usually gets anxious and stumbles over the menu, but now she's been given a big job, asking her to memorize the palace rules? Not only did she memorize the palace rules, but she also had to ask the queen to check and accept them. This was not easy to get past. It would obviously cost her half her life.

Meng Yuzhu regretted her trip to the Taihe Palace. She didn't check the almanac when she went out, and she just ran into the emperor's taboo.

Just as he was about to surrender and plead for mercy, the emperor said again: "Since I am memorizing the palace rules in Changle Palace, I guess I won't be able to spend any money. The monthly salary will be deducted for three months."

Meng Yuzhu staggered back to Changle Palace, frightening everyone with her lost look.

Cashew was about to help her go to rest. Meng Yuzhu dug her long nails into the copper incense burner, and her eyes were filled with fire: "Why don't you rest? Why don't you go to the House of Internal Affairs and get me some palace rules? I have to memorize them." "

Cashew trotted all the way to borrow the palace rules and brought back three books in one go, each one five centimeters thick.

Meng Yuzhu felt dizzy after flipping through one of the books. Such a thick palace rule, for God's sake.

In the side hall, Tian Lingyue was eating a small hot pot around the stove.

The new lamb sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs melts in your mouth and has a rich flavor. It is very hot when you eat a small hot pot in winter. Make a few side dishes and warm a pot of fruit wine. With the window half open, you can eat wine while looking at the snowy scene outside. There is nothing better. This is more comfortable.

Shanzhu whispered back: "The imperial concubine is scolding Cashew in the main hall, saying that Cashew walks around like a top and delays her from memorizing the palace rules.

"

Tian Lingyue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, then put some mutton into the small hot pot.

"This time, the emperor actually flattered the concubine for a slave. I heard that the concubine was deducted from her monthly salary for three months."

Tian Lingyue hissed and relaxed his brows. It seemed that the snow outside looked better.

In the Palace of Supreme Harmony, Gao Rang finished applying the medicine to Er Tiao, and Er Tiao did not forget to remind the emperor: "If there is a dish that the emperor likes to eat on this menu, the emperor just chooses it, and the servant will bring it to you as quickly as possible."

The emperor rubbed Du Jiyan's dog-like words on the menu: "Er Tiao, you were slapped, are you really okay?"

"Nothing's wrong with the slave. The imperial concubine is the imperial concubine and the slave is the slave. If the imperial concubine beats the slave, the slave will not dare to complain."

"You are quite generous, and you are worthy of Du Changzai."

"Our master said that if you are wronged while delivering food, you can get a share of the money for your helplessness when you go back."

The emperor was obviously very interested.

I’ve heard of losers, but this is the first time I’ve heard of losers’ fees.

"Tell me, why are you so useless?" The emperor untied his collared robe. The aroma of avocados from Taihe Palace floated slowly, the charcoal fire in the copper stove was burning brightly, and the heat lingered in the palace for a long time. There was a light sweat on the emperor's brow.

Ertiao then told the emperor about Du Jiyan's customized smuggling fee during the meeting.

"Besides the fee for lying down, what other fees do you have?"

"Minions still have insurance premiums."

"Insurance fee? Tell me." The emperor listened with interest, even more attentive than listening to Nanfu's opera. After all, I have watched many of Nanfu's plays, such as "Autumn in the Han Palace", "The Legend of Pipa", and "Sun Wukong vs. the Bone Demon". The emperor can hum a few lines of any plot or lines, but this premium is unheard of. . Have to learn a lot.

After Erjo explained the matter of the insurance premium clearly, the emperor couldn't help but sigh: "Don't tell me, your master is still very far-sighted. As the saying goes, people without long-term worries must have immediate worries. It's good that your master can prepare for a rainy day, and she is real. It is for your consideration that you are blessed to be her slave."

The emperor praised Du Jianyan, and Ertiao was happy.

This is simply a close friend.

Nijo also showed off: "In addition to the concealment fee and insurance premium, the slaves can also get a delivery fee. The delivery fee for delivering meals to the palaces ranges from a few cents to dozens of cents. The servants can keep it themselves. Our master does not want it." . Just from this, the slaves can earn a lot of money."

"She's also very generous."

The emperor pinched his fingers and calculated carefully, how many people there were in his harem, how many palaces there were, how many special snacks he could sell in a day, how much profit he could make, and how much income Du Jiyan would make, excluding giving to his slaves. , after calculation, the emperor lamented that Du Jiyan had a better future in business than being his concubine, and being his concubine was a injustice to her.

This woman not only has a good way of doing business, but also has a deep understanding of justice and compassion for her servants. What a broad mind she has. How wise and powerful she was back then. Among those hundreds of show girls, after thousands of choices, Accurately sneaking her into the palace and becoming his woman.

Even Gao Rang lamented that Erjo and the other brats had finally embarked on a bright road. This way of earning money would definitely be the best among harem eunuchs in the future.

The emperor decided to help Du Jiyan's business.

"As I said yesterday, I want to eat fried chicken, so I'll give you a piece of fried chicken and have it delivered to me in an hour."

An hour is a very loose time, and it can be delivered on time anyway.

The emperor added another condition: "Last time you said that if I order takeout, Yongfu Palace will give you some extra benefits and gifts. If I order fried chicken, what will you give me?"

"This gift matter must be decided by our master. The slaves dare not make the decision without authorization."

"Stingy." The emperor raised his forehead and said, "Then let your master deliver the fried chicken in person, and explain the gift to me by the way."

Er Tiao went back to resume his life. Du Jiyan saw the finger marks on Er Tiao's face, and began to think about supporting his team again: "Why should she beat my slave? How much money can she earn?"

Erjo was afraid of causing trouble and quickly knelt down: "Master, the emperor has already punished the imperial concubine. The imperial concubine placed an order and said she wanted a butter pumpkin. Please give the kitchen half a stick of incense to make it so that I can deliver it to Changle Palace. Rice. I guess the imperial concubine is already waiting for you now."

News in the palace spread at the speed of light, and Du Jianyan already knew about Meng Yuzhu's failure. I thought Erjo would come to complain, but Erjo understood the righteousness well and put the business of Yongfu Palace first.

Who wouldn't like such a loyal and sincere slave?

Of course, we cannot allow such people to be wronged.

Du Jiyan immediately paid Er Tiao a stipend, and told everyone: "There is no need to make the butter pumpkin in Changle Palace."

The servant in the small kitchen said: "Perhaps we are in a hurry. Although we can't make half a stick of incense, it's about the same. I'll choose a servant who can run the fastest errands to deliver it. The imperial concubine may let us go."

Du Jiyan pressed the menu: "Everything I said in the meeting yesterday is true. Have you forgotten? From today on, customers like Changle Palace who find trouble will be blacklisted for one month. If they do it again, they will be banned." A dark half year.”

Aunt Zhao and others were waiting on the steps, and they felt that Du Jiyan spoke clearly and neatly, without being sloppy, and seemed to be a bit powerful, but no one knew what blacklisting meant.

"Block Changle Palace for one month. Within this month, we will not do business with Changle Palace. If she has money, we will not sell it."

If you don’t do business in Changle Palace, you still have to do business in other palaces.

There was a clanging sound in the small kitchen, and the prepared meals were quickly delivered.

Only the order from Taihe Palace is causing trouble.

Nijo told the emperor's request, saying that the emperor wanted a gift.

Du Jiyan carefully wrapped the fried chicken that the emperor wanted, and took out a purple onion from the vegetable basket.

"The emperor buys a fried chicken and takes care of our business. We can't be stingy and give the emperor a piece of fruit."

"Master, where is the fruit?"

"Purple-skinned onions are just that. This type of onion has a thin skin and is juicy. It tastes sweet when you bite it. It is rich in vitamins ABCDEFG. The most important thing is that it is cheap and affordable. The emperor should eat more cheap and affordable things. This is to share the joy of the people."

He was just a purple onion, something Du Jiyan said he couldn't reach.

Nijo said: "The Emperor asked you to deliver it in person."

"I am now in charge of the small kitchen of Yongfu Palace. There are many people ordering, and I am very busy. If I go, it will be cold when it is delivered. It is better for you to go and explain it to the emperor."

Erjo took the fried chicken to Taihe Palace for business.

Gao Rang saw Erjo arriving from a distance, and quickly reported to the emperor through the window: "Your Majesty, the people from Yongfu Palace are here."

The emperor was talking to the Imperial Master, the Supervising Censor, and several adults from the Military Department. He was originally listening to them talk about the tortuous relationship between Prince Yelang Zhou Wuji and King Yelang. They mentioned that Yelang's national power had been defeated and he was now recuperating. He also talked about the end of the year. Due to the bitter cold in the frontier, a heavy snowfall in December froze many livestock to death. His Highness the King of Yue's proposal was that the capital should support another [-] taels of silver for military preparations.

These adults in the Military Aircraft Department are all veterans left behind by the late emperor and are loyal, so their information should be accurate.

The Imperial Master stood with his hands tied and calmly helped with the analysis.

It was a bit surprising that Du Zhong, the supervisory censor, was brought over. After all, he is a fifth-grade official who usually looks after the emperor. There is no chance to meet him in person. Moreover, he is discussing matters with a group of military and aircraft ministers. It is really a high ranking. .

Eucommia thought that the emperor's promotion could not live up to the holy will, so he shouted loudly: "As far as I know, although the border is bitter and cold, the soldiers led by His Royal Highness the King of Yue have been paid normally by the court, and an additional [-] taels of silver will be provided. What's the point of using military equipment? Although the Chen State is powerful, it has many prefectures and counties. There are Yelangs looking at it outside, and there are millions of people inside who are crying for food. Fifty thousand taels of silver is not a small amount. If you can't hand over the discount, you can give the money. After all, His Highness the King of Yue should do it. Write down detailed accounts, write them down one by one, and then the court will review whether they are appropriated or not."

The emperor coughed.

Eucommia dared to speak out against the King of Yue. Since the late emperor, the King of Yue has led troops. If he wants money, the court has to give it to him. Occasionally, when foreign military orders are not accepted, the court can't say anything. After all, he is The prince of the Chen State will not harm the Chen State. Who dares to say no? What kind of trick has Eucommia been tricked into lowering his head?

Several ministers outside the military plane were already dissatisfied when they saw a low-level official like Eucommia come to participate in government affairs. When they heard Eucommia making noise here, several ministers looked unhappy.

"Mr. Du, please stop yelling here. What do you, a fifth-grade supervisory censor, know about military matters? I'm afraid you are so tall all the time that you are crazy."

"Mr. Du, you are thinking that someone will support your daughter when she marries into the inner palace. Discussing military matters will be punishable by death. Mr. Du, how many heads do you have? You can say nothing about the military equipment His Highness the King of Yue needs."

Eucommia ulmoides was calm on the surface but sweating profusely behind her back: "Although a humble minister is not talented, he still has to consider the emperor with his salary. The emperor's money does not come from the strong wind."

"Well said." The emperor just wanted to applaud Du Zhong, but Du Zhong was the only one who knew his difficulties. What could the inner treasury do with the little money he had now? The King of Yue was asking for military pay for seven or eight months out of the twelve months of the year. It is difficult for the emperor to scrape together money. Regardless of whether what Eucommia said is right or not, Eucommia at least loves the emperor.

The emperor put his hands in his hands and secretly observed the window. There was a small black shadow outside the window.

The ministers were discussing: "Your Majesty, this Eucommia ulmoides made nonsense words in the Palace of Supreme Harmony and disturbed the morale of the army. It is time to punish him to set an example."

"Yes, Your Majesty, Eucommia must have bad intentions to say such things."

The emperor raised his lips and said, "I don't know what your beloveds mean, Du Aiqing."

"The minister is here."

"What you said this time is right, but don't say it next time."

"The minister obeys the order."

"But Your Majesty -" The Minister of Military and Aircraft still held on, but the Emperor licked his lips: "My dear friends, you have been talking for a long time, and you should be tired. I treat you all to fried chicken. You don't know, this Yongfu Palace I recently opened a small kitchen, and my Du Chang is here, and he has good cooking skills. I guarantee that you will never forget the meals I make."

The emperor's master was stunned: "Your Majesty, you have a photographic memory. It first came from Fang Xuanling's "Jin Shu Fu Rong Zai Ji" of the Tang Dynasty. It means that you can remember it after reading it once. It describes a person with a strong memory. It is not appropriate to use it here. "

"I know. What I mean is that I am eager to treat you to fried chicken. If you care about it, it will cause chaos. Don't leave. Everyone has a share."

The military ministers sighed and excused themselves.

The aroma of fried chicken has already wafted in, what else can I say?

The emperor smiled and asked Du Zhong: "Does Du Jiyan also have the skills to cook when he is a daughter at home?"

Du Zhong went through Du Jiyan's resume over the past ten years again. He went through every corner, but he didn't think of Du Jiyan's talent for cooking or other specialties. He was just an ordinary child. , she didn’t start her education early, she wasn’t beautiful, she was from an ordinary family, and she didn’t develop any other interests or specialties.

"This is strange. Did you learn it after entering the palace? I don't remember which palace servant has such a skill."

(End of this chapter)