Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 929 What you shouldn’t ask

The ancestor of Chef Ding is the famous cook who once performed the performance of Chef Ding undressing the cow.

His family has been making a living as a cook for generations. It has been passed down from father to son, and their cooking skills are superb.

In the generation of cooks, cooking skills have been brought to the fullest. Every ingredient can be cooked with full flavor without destroying its own taste at all.

Coupled with exquisite knife skills, the taste is taken to the next level.

Ming Xiaoyang and Jing Tianming are both wild and wild people in private. Delicious food comes first and they indulge in food without any grace.

Jing Tianming turned a chicken into chicken bones with three strokes and five divided by two, while Ming Xiaoyang ate the cabbage in just a few mouthfuls.

Soon, the two brothers started fighting again.

"Let me go." Jing Tianming firmly grasped the plate of stir-fried mutton with one hand, his eyes widened, and shouted to Ming Xiaoyang, "I am the rich man of the Mo family, and Fatty Ding is mine, so this is It’s my turn to eat!”

As he said that, a head pushed forward as if it was life-threatening.

Ming Xiaoyang pushed back without showing any signs of weakness, and even retorted: "I am the King of Qin, the Lord of the Empire. This world belongs to me, so this should be mine!"

The two handsome cheeks were filled with unyielding determination, and their heads were bumping back and forth. It was hard to believe that one of these two people was really a current emperor, and the other was a powerful son of the Mohist family.

And what they were fighting over was just one dish!

When the Cook Ding standing on one side saw this, his rough face was twisted, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Click!

The two of them were fighting for each other, exerting force on the plate in their hands at the same time. How could a porcelain plate withstand such a fight?

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.

Then, the plate was split into two!
  Snapped!
  A small piece of mutton fell on the table, and a small sound reached their ears, waking up the two of them.

Damn it, it's all your fault!

Ming Xiaoyang and Jing Tianming glared at each other fiercely, each guarding the mutton they grabbed, and started eating like crazy.

Not long after, all the mutton in the two halves of the plate went into their stomachs.

As for the eggs, and the repeatedly distilled fish soup that finally turned into a watery color, naturally they were not spared, and there was nothing left.

On a round table, the cups and plates were in a mess, but except for the chicken bones, which were cleaner than those gnawed by dogs, there were no dishes left.

"Huh!" Ming Xiaoyang patted his belly with a satisfied look on his face and said, "It feels so good, it feels so good."

“I haven’t had such a good meal in a long time!”

"I'm taking advantage of you!" Jing Tianming, who was on the side, was also reviewing Chef Ding's skills with satisfaction, and criticized him without caring about the other party's identity.

"Yes!" Ming Xiaoyang said with some regret, "It's a pity that Shopkeeper Ding is unwilling to join the palace as the royal chef. If you are willing, you will be the head of the royal chef."

"No need." Chef Ding waved his hand, "Fat Ding, I have no interest in being the royal cook for you alone."

"That's really a pity." Ming Xiaoyang sighed.

After saying that, he stood up, washed his oil hand and oil nozzle in the basin that had been prepared on one side, and walked out.

"What? Are you leaving now?" Jing Tianming said in surprise when he saw this.

Ming Xiaoyang turned around and said, "Why don't you leave and stay here? I'm afraid you'll use a big stick to drive them away!"

"Haha." Cook Ding couldn't help it anymore and finally laughed out loud. He put his hands on his big belly and laughed wildly.

"Is she okay?" Jing Tianming was stunned for a moment, and asked with a smile on his lips.

she?
  Hearing Jing Tianming's words, the three people present couldn't help but be startled. There is only one person that Jing Tianming can deliberately ask about, and it is related to Ming Xiaoyang, the former Princess Gaoyue of the Yan Kingdom, and now the Queen of Da Qin!
  It’s also Jing Tianming’s first love!

"That's natural." Ming Xiaoyang's expression froze for a moment, then he recovered and said in a determined tone, "She is the master of my harem, the empress of the world. How could I treat her badly?"

After saying that, without waiting for Jing Tianming to speak, he suddenly disappeared from the eyes of Jing Tianming and Cook Ding.

However, with Ming Xiaoyang's departure, the atmosphere seemed a bit gloomy.

Both Chef Ding and Jing Tianming had a nostalgic look on their faces.

Gao Jianli, Six-fingered Black Man, Thief Zhi, Yan Dan!

The Mo family had sacrificed many people for the great cause of anti-Qin, but in the end, they found that what they were pursuing was just a dream spun by an ambitious hypocrite.

"Juzi, you shouldn't have said that!" Cook Ding took a deep breath, came to Jing Tianming's side, and said in a deep voice.

Jing Tianming said coldly: "Of course I know this, but I just can't help it."

"Although I can't kill Ying Zihe at all now. Even if he relaxes his body and lets me kill him, I still can't do it. But let me completely give up hatred and treat everything as if nothing has happened. I still can't do it."

Cook Ding smiled bitterly and said: "Juzi, not only you, I, Fatty Ding, can't do it either!"

"But now that we have reached this point, the deal is done and the dust has settled, now we can only let time forget everything."

"I understand." Jing Tianming was silent, his face gloomy, and he was silent for a long time before giving such an answer.

Today, everything has come to an end, and continuing to struggle has become meaningless!

………………

It gets dark.

In the palace, big red lanterns were lit, illuminating the dark world. The yellowish light cast a layer of haze over the entire palace.

Looking around, there is an indescribable haziness.

The concubines, eunuchs, and maids in the palace each performed their duties, while the guards left the inner palace one after another and went to the outer palace to rest.

Once the lamp is held, no man except the emperor can move in the palace without an edict. If he makes any rash move, he will be killed without mercy!

Even when summoning the imperial physician to see a doctor, someone must accompany him, and there are rules for how long.

Once violated, it is no joke.

And it was in this silence that Ming Xiaoyang returned to his own palace.

"Your Majesty." Several close attendants bowed and saluted upon seeing His Majesty's appearance.

The former personal eunuch, now the chief eunuch of the palace, the mistress, came close to Ming Xiaoyang, with a wrinkled face smiling like a flower, "Would you like to pass on the food?"

Snapped!
  Ming Xiaoyang slapped the mistress on the head and said angrily: "Pass the meal? What kind of meal are you passing? Do you look like I'm hungry?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the mistress said very cleverly, "It's my servant's fault."

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, what do you think we should do?"

"How to do it?" This time, Ying Zihe did not slap the mistress again, but tilted his head and thought, "Handling the government affairs during the day, there is nothing interesting to watch."

"That's all, let's just take a walk." At this point, Ming Xiaoyang told his mistress, "Take a few people and take a walk with me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)