Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

"I understand, I understand, Fairy Maiden. I know you must conceal your identity, and from now on I will call you Madam Shen like everyone else. But rest assured, I will offer incense to you every day, as long as you bless me to ascend the throne!"

The fawning expression on Song Chengwu's dark, shiny face was somewhat comical.

He still felt that Shen Qing was no ordinary person.

Shen Qing: "..."

Does this old man think she's some kind of wishing turtle in a wishing well? And he even wants to ascend the throne? She could tell at a glance that this old man isn't cut out to be an emperor.

"I am not some kind of fairy."

"Father, please stop talking nonsense. Madam Shen is just highly skilled in martial arts and has excellent cooking skills. She's not a monster. Her braised pork with potatoes is delicious. The dog emperor ate braised pork with potatoes today, so his death wasn't a complete loss." Song Leye couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but say from the side.

Song Anbang added, "Father, we've all misunderstood Madam Shen. She's not our enemy at all. If it weren't for her, I would have lost my head last night!"

Immediately afterwards, Song Anbang and Song Leye explained what had happened to Song Chengwu.

Song Chengwu then realized that neither of his sons had betrayed him, and even the bald Zheng Quan was just greedy.

This is a good thing, a fantastic thing.

But there's only one thing I'm really wondering about: just how delicious can Madam Shen's cooking be?

He always felt that his two sons had exaggerated their descriptions.

No, it's an exaggeration.

"Madam Shen, you'll stay with our Song family army. Once we capture the capital, I'll appoint you as the best chef in the land, and you'll be in charge of the imperial kitchen. If you want to open a restaurant, I'll provide the funding. You can have anything you want!"

This Lady Shen has attracted so many talented people with her delicious food. If they could stay with Song's army, he would have no worries about achieving great things.

Song Anbang and Song Leye looked at Shen Qing with bright eyes; clearly, they also hoped that Shen Qing could help their Song family.

Under the expectant gazes of the three, Shen Qing spoke:

"I suggest you give up."

Song Chengwu: "???"

What do you mean?

Was it just a joke?

"The emperor is dead, and I have an army of 100,000. Why can't I fight for it?" Song Chengwu's eyes widened.

"Prince Chun has already ascended the throne in the capital; he will be a good emperor."

Song Chengwu: "??"

What about all his previous efforts?

"I have an army of 100,000, I can fight against Prince Chun..." Song Chengwu was not willing to give up.

Shen Qing continued, "War means death. One hundred thousand soldiers is not just four simple words, but living, breathing human lives, not to mention the civilians who suffer as a result of the war."

"You're just a warrior, completely incapable of being an emperor, aren't you?"

Song Chengwu choked on his words: "Why wouldn't I know? Besides, I have two sons. We can learn slowly..."

"Governing a country is no easy task. If the court issues an unreasonable order, the people will suffer greatly. Being an emperor is something that cannot be learned slowly."

"But why? Why has this fatso been able to eat, drink, and have fun on the throne for so long? It's not fair!!" Song Chengwu's eyes turned red.

Shen Qing glanced at the emperor's corpse: "Those whose virtue does not match their position will inevitably suffer retribution, so his retribution came, and he died."

Song Chengwu: "..."

Why do I feel a chill down my spine?

It's as if he'll get his comeuppance...

"This, this, I need to think about this first, I need to think about it," Song Chengwu stammered.

I'm somewhat convinced.

But he always felt something was wrong; he rebelled so that he could become emperor.

He needed to put this aside for now; he couldn't talk to Madam Shen any longer. He needed to discuss things with An Bang Le Ye, Wang Wu Zheng Quan, and the others later.

"Hmm, think about it, think about it until tomorrow," Shen Qing said calmly.

Song Chengwu: "? What do you mean?"

"The emperor died under mysterious circumstances. Do you think the Black Hawk Guard will let this go? Moreover, if you insist on fighting for the throne, I will take action against you."

"Then why tomorrow?"

Shen Qing smiled and said, "I'll cook tomorrow, so you should at least have a taste."

Of course, she couldn't let Song Chengwu die now.

Always keep in mind your mission to create delicious food.

Song Chengwu: "??"

Song Anbang and Song Leye exchanged a glance, both of them looking more cautious.

"Madam Shen, what are we having for tomorrow?" Seeing Shen Qing turn to leave, Song Leye finally couldn't help but ask.

Shen Qing chuckled: "We'll talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, she walked towards the inner courtyard of the city lord's mansion.

After all that commotion, she was really tired and needed to rest properly today.

Snapped--

He hadn't walked more than a few steps when a loud slap rang out.

"What to eat? What to eat? Is food all you think about?"

"Eat your father's last meal!" Song Chengwu's angry voice rang out.

Song Leye covered his face, looking very aggrieved: "Father, why don't you just listen to Madam Shen? We really don't know how to be emperors."

"All you know is fighting and killing. Big Brother has some brains, but not many. As for me, I have no ambition and just want to eat, drink, and have fun."

"Wouldn't it be great if we just ate and drank with Madam Shen..."

Song Chengwu: "..."

A worthless piece of trash.

"Father, what my younger brother said isn't entirely unreasonable..." Song Anbang hesitated for a long time before finally speaking cautiously.

First of all, the three of them combined couldn't beat Lady Shen.

Secondly, those who can enter the Black Hawk Guard are all elites. Let alone fighting ten, they can definitely fight five. If 100,000 Song family soldiers were to fight against 5,000 Black Hawk Guards, they could win, but many people would definitely die.

Moreover, with the Imperial Guards of the capital rested and ready, they might not actually be able to defeat Prince Chun.

More importantly, Madam Shen's braised pork with potatoes is really delicious.

He ate a bowl today, but he still wasn't satisfied.

He genuinely didn't want to go against Madam Shen.

Song Chengwu: "..."

One by one, they're all going against him!

"Go and find Zheng Quan and Wang Wu for me."

Now that things have come to this, how could he possibly give up so easily?

There must be a way, there must be other ways!

......

Meanwhile, Shen Qing found a small courtyard to stay in on his own.

These days, I've been sleeping either in a horse-drawn carriage or in a tent, which is truly exhausting.

After packing her things, she opened the system as usual.

[Ding—Congratulations, host, on successfully conquering Song Anbang, Wang Wu, and several soldiers. Mission completion progress (50%/100%). Please keep up the good work!]

[Ding—Tomorrow's stall sale: Chive boxes, quantity unlimited]

[Price of chive boxes: 10 coins each]

Chive boxes are a common delicacy in northern China.

The pancake is baked until golden brown and crispy, and filled with chives and eggs.

No need for expensive ingredients, but if made well, it can be incredibly delicious and unforgettable.

Then let's sell them at the city lord's mansion gate first thing tomorrow morning.

Shen Qing made up her mind.

Just then, a sharp and bitter voice came from the doorway:

"Sisters... Sisters..."