Planting a fairy in ancient times

Chapter 159 159. Very Dissatisfied
"Don't be angry, grandpa. In the past six months, my grandson has planted some sweet potatoes given by the fairy sister in the mansion. This time when I entered the palace, my grandson brought some roasted sweet potatoes. Do you want to try it?" Xuanyuan Muye was afraid of the sky. Emperor Jing was so angry that he hurt himself, so he hurriedly interrupted.

In the wrath of the emperor, millions of dead bodies were laid down and blood flowed for thousands of miles.

Although people like Wu Zhizhou are not worthy of sympathy, Xuanyuan Muye has to worry about Emperor Tianjing's body.

In recent years, Emperor Tianjing's physical condition has deteriorated.When angry, there will be dizziness.Sometimes even faint.

Half a year ago, after Xuanyuan Muye's baked sweet potatoes made his father vomit and diarrhea, at first Xuanyuan Muye really thought it was a problem with the sweet potatoes, so he didn't dare to bring the sweet potatoes into the palace and present them to Emperor Tianjing.

Not long after, Xuanyuan Muye discovered that the problem was not the sweet potatoes, but the poor technique of roasting the sweet potatoes.Baked undercooked sweet potatoes can cause gastrointestinal upset.

After half a year of hard work and practice, the taste of Xuanyuan Muye's roasted sweet potatoes is almost comparable to that of Chen Xiaoyu's roasted sweet potatoes.

This time when he entered the palace, Xuanyuan Muye specially picked out a few baked sweet potatoes with excellent appearance and brought them with him, ready to give Emperor Tianjing a taste.

Xuanyuan Muye has his own thoughts.

Xuanyuan Muye firmly believed in Chen Xiaoyu's words, as long as sweet potatoes were planted all over the land of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, the people of the Xuanyuan Dynasty would not be hungry.

Since his father forbade him to go to Yanzi Villa to grow sweet potatoes, then he should ask Grandpa Huang for help.

Fengtai Huangzhuang in the suburbs of Beijing is more than ten times larger than their Swallow Villa!

As long as Emperor Tianjing is convinced, Xuanyuan Muye believes that it is only a short distance away from Emperor Tianjing's decree to plant sweet potatoes all over the land of Xuanyuan Dynasty.

"Oh? Muye, hurry up and ask someone to bring the sweet potatoes." Emperor Tianjing had long been very curious about the "fairy fruit" that Xuanyuan Muye mentioned. If Xuanyuan Muye didn't mention it at this time, Emperor Tianjing still wanted to find time to go to Prince Rui's Mansion Check it out!

Not long after, several baked sweet potatoes that were charred on the outside and tender on the inside were served on a white porcelain plate.

After the little eunuch who tested the poison tasted it, Emperor Tianjing impatiently dug a spoonful of golden sweet potato meat with a silver spoon and put it into his mouth.

The soft, glutinous and sweet taste instantly captured Tian Jingdi's taste buds.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Emperor Tianjing put down his silver spoon, picked up a white silk scarf and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Emperor Tianjing still wanted to eat it, but it was bad for being an emperor. In order not to let others find out what he liked, even if he liked a certain food in his heart, he couldn't show the slightest expression of liking it.

"Grandfather, how is it? It's delicious, right?" Xuanyuan Muye looked at the remaining half of the roasted sweet potato on the plate, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a "gudong".

In order to hurry up, and also to allow Emperor Tianjing to eat steaming roasted sweet potatoes, before Xuanyuan Muye entered the palace, he hadn't had time to take a bite yet!

"Shangke~!" Emperor Tianjing nodded.

Seeing Xuanyuan Muye's expectant eyes gradually dimming, Emperor Tianjing couldn't bear it.

Emperor Tianjing pointed to a baked sweet potato that had never been eaten before on the plate, and said, "Here, this is your reward."

"Thank you, Grandpa Huang." Xuanyuan Muye quickly took another silver spoon and started to eat happily.

I don't know if it's a matter of mood.

Xuanyuan Muye felt that the roasted sweet potato that he ate in the upper study seemed to taste much better than the one he ate at his home before.

When Xuanyuan Chaoyang came to the upper study room, what he saw was a "stupid son" who buried his head in the plate and ate happily.

Makino, wouldn't he dedicate the sweet potato to his father, right?This kid, is he dying?If he spoils his father's stomach, he, the father, will definitely be angered.

Xuanyuan Chaoyang wanted to yell and curse, but he didn't dare to do it.

This is the study room!
Emperor Tianjing was sitting behind the imperial case, his face was cloudy and cloudy!

Although Xuanyuan Chaoyang had many thoughts, it was only a split second.

"See Father!" After Xuanyuan Chaoyang entered the room, he quickly saluted Emperor Tianjing who was behind the case.

Hearing Xuanyuan Chaoyang's voice, Xuanyuan Muye raised his head from the plate.

Seeing Xuanyuan Chaoyang's obviously wet hair, Xuanyuan Muye felt a little depressed.

Xuanyuan Muye did not forget that Xuanyuan Chaoyang said before leaving home that if Xuanyuan Muye encountered any difficulties, he would go to the Tianxiang Building in Dongcheng to look for him.

Tianxianglou!

It's not a good place to hear it!

Xuanyuan Muye was very dissatisfied with this.

Emperor Tianjing also noticed that Xuanyuan Chaoyang's hair was still wet, and couldn't help frowning.

Yesterday afternoon, Jinlin Guard came to report that Prince Rui had entered Tianxiang Tower, and he hadn't come out for many days.

Emperor Tianjing didn't care at first.

Xuanyuan Chaoyang used to be concerned about the dead Princess Rui Shangguan Yan all his heart, so he was so drunk at home all day long that he would die.

Emperor Tianjing despised this.

Why does a man have no wife?Women are just the spice of life.To die for a woman, Emperor Tian Jing felt that his third son was not like him at all.

After hearing Jin Linwei say that Xuanyuan Chaoyang had gone to Tianxiang Tower, Emperor Tianjing was a little happy.My third son was finally able to step out of the role of "Love Saint".

But now, seeing Xuanyuan Chaoyang's haggard appearance, Emperor Tianjing thought that Xuanyuan Chaoyang had become a wanderer wandering around the flowers.

No, no, no, I can't let Xiao Sanzi continue to make mistakes.

Before Makino grew up, the third son, the father, needed to set a good example for Makino.

Maybe... the next Dao will give Chaoyang a marriage?It also saves him to linger all day in a place of fireworks like Tianxiang Tower.

Emperor Tianjing stared at Xuanyuan Chaoyang coldly, but his thoughts had already dispersed.

Under Tianjing Emperor's sharp gaze, Xuanyuan Chaoyang couldn't help shivering a little.

There is no way, Xuanyuan Chaoyang's fear of Emperor Tianjing is engraved in his bones.Not only Xuanyuan Chaoyang, but also the other two surviving sons of Emperor Tianjing.

Emperor Tianjing came to the throne at the age of six, and has been in power for more than 50 years. He has experienced countless ups and downs, and has always been decisive.How can the majesty on his body be seen by ordinary people?
Before Xuanyuan Chaoyang came to the upper study room, he didn't know why Emperor Tianjing summoned him.

Li Huaiji was very tight-lipped today, no matter what Xuanyuan Chaoyang asked, he didn't reveal anything.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Chaoyang's heart was full of ups and downs, and he was wondering whether Emperor Tianjing knew about his private departure from Beijing.

Just when Li Huaiji came to Prince Rui's Mansion to convey the oral order of Emperor Tianjing, Xuanyuan Chaoyang had just returned to the mansion in less than a cup of tea time.

Xuanyuan Chaoyang didn't dare to keep Emperor Tianjing waiting for a long time, and he couldn't enter the palace covered in stinky sweat to meet Emperor Tianjing.

Taking advantage of the time when Li Huaiji was going to the prime minister's mansion to announce the decree, Xuanyuan Chaoyang hurriedly washed up at the fastest speed, and entered the palace ahead of Li Huaiji.

　Until now, the results have been terrible.

　　The author is caught in self-doubt.Is it true that talent is limited, no matter how hard you try, you can't even earn living expenses?

　　
　
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