The concubine loves evil: the lazy emperor, you are miserable

Chapter 59
Neither Anrui nor the court ladies and eunuchs standing around saw him.

Gu Le'er is getting angry again at this moment.

At the same time, he was excited about the brilliant idea of ​​dealing with Dongfengzui that he had just thought of, so he didn't find it either.

Dongfengzui nodded.

"No problem, as long as you still have to pay, I can discuss it."

"It's not a discussion. You have to give an affirmative answer."

Gu Le'er doesn't like him.

Don't wait until she brings the silver, and he changes his mind again.

Dongfeng Zui could only say: "Okay, I promise you. As long as you have 5000 taels of silver, you can redeem yourself at any time."

He wants to see how she can conjure up the 5000 taels of silver, without the power to restrain a chicken, and without the capital.

It seems that he has a good vision, this ancient music is a bit interesting.

"Great."

Gu Le'er looked at Dongfengzui slyly.

He said triumphantly: "Your Majesty, you are the Emperor, so what you say must not be ignored. I'll earn some money now."

Gu Le'er jumped and ran out of the back garden.

Lazy emperor, since you are so despicable, don't blame me for being rude.

Gu Le'er rushed back to Qinse Hall, where dinner was already set on the only wooden table in the hall.

Gu Le'er only drank some porridge at noon, and ran for another afternoon. She was really hungry.

With a cheer, he ran to the table.

However, there were still only porridge and side dishes on the table, as well as a few steamed buns.

Shi Yu said uncomfortably: "Your Majesty, the Emperor said that you like simple food, so..."

The voice got lower and lower.

Ning Qing had no choice but to finish the sentence for her.

"The emperor also said, you said it yourself, that simple tea and light food are good for your health. For your health, you will eat simple tea and light food in the future."

The voice is getting lower and lower.

Gu Le'er's excitement just now disappeared all of a sudden, and she sat down at the table angrily.

Angrily, he picked up the chopsticks and stirred the thin porridge in the bowl that could be seen.

The stingy emperor has gone too far.

Block her with her words, to avenge the noon.

If she can't come up with the 5000 taels of silver, will she have to wear coarse clothes, live in a shabby house, and eat simple food for 20 years and ten and a half months?

(End of this chapter)