Prince, Don't Come Over

Except for his personal counsellors, only the emperor and the empress knew about his habit of memorial. Now, Gan Shupei has revealed his biggest weakness!

Originally, he wanted to praise Yan MuQing. Without his fingerprints, the emperor would not take Yan MuQing seriously. On the contrary, he would guess that Yan MuQing would be punished for his forced promotion of Dong. But now?

Yan MuQing got a satisfactory Memorial and directly handed it to Chu Fei.

"If the emperor can't see this memorial to our Lord, it's not a betrayal of Lord Qiu's good intentions."

Smiling eyes, do not have the deep meaning of the move, let Qiu adult old body rickets more severe.

Gan Shupei looks at the unpromising appearance of Lord Qiu. He is so angry that he is more and more respectful to Yan MuQing. He is a counselor and believes in his own ide vision.

Yan MuQing, is not Qiu adults can rely on the identity of the Queen Mother's brother, can crush despised people.

On the contrary, Mr. Qiu should not only hide from Mr. Yao, the Secretary of the Ministry of household affairs, but also from Mr. Yan MuQing. I'm afraid that after this riot, Mr. Qiu will not live in a small dilapidated county.

Since ancient times, who can succeed in ordinary rebellion, which is not high official position?

Yan MuQing looks at Gan Shupei with regret. How can such a talented person be accepted by Lord Qiu? What a waste!

Horizontal one eye, next to the eyes dodge Qiu adult, Yan MuQing chuckled and left, by the way, also took Qiu adult from the bank to get back the silver.

Even the white jade locked up is enough for his toothache.

"Lord Qiu, this is a letter from governor Cao of Zhongzhou? What are you going to do? "

It is true that he was sent by the queen to serve as a counselor for Lord Qiu. There is no reason for him to be an official for Lord Qiu. Even if the letter he is holding is as heavy as a kilo, he has to ask for instructions from Lord Qiu.

Lord Qiu, who has been hit, has no style. Now he just wants to quickly roll back to the capital. When he gets to the capital, he is the imperial censor with boundless scenery.

Lord Qiu doesn't have the heart to read Cao's letters. Bai Ruyu is Cao's business, and he just knows it.

"You can do it by yourself. I'm in Nanyuan county. I don't have any right to speak. What do you say to Mr. Cao?"

He he's a cold laugh. Looking at Zhao Qingwen, who is like a door god at the door, his teeth hurt even more. This, however, is a confidant of Lord Liang. He just thinks his brain is going to explode.

Gan Shupei also knew that he could not count on the powerless Lord Qiu. He made a decision on his own and handed the letter to Zhao Qingwen.

"General Zhao, this matter involves too much. My adult is unwell. I really have no way to deal with it. Why don't you go and write to King liang?"

With a cold face, Zhao Qingwen put the letter into his arms.

"Since Lord Qiu is not well, he will take good care of himself in the county government. From today on, he will not engage in external activities." As for the deadline? When it's over, when it's said.

Gan Shupei also knew this truth and did not dare to refute it.

Zhao Qingwen put Cao's letter into his arms. Instead of going deep into the mountains to find Yan MuQing, the first thing he thought of was Yue ziyue, who was deep in the Liang family.

It's said that Mr. Yao, the Secretary of the Ministry of household affairs, has made his daughter a treasure since he was a child. He treats his son like autumn wind sweeping leaves, and his daughter like spring wind.

Spring breeze, is by the east wind, the little girl grew up, but also under the influence of the government.

Lord Cao united with the foundry in Jiangnan to reform the silver. It was inconvenient for the king of Liang to intervene in this matter, but the Secretary of the Ministry of household could still check it.

When he came to Nanyuan County, his royal highness told him to come to Yue ziyue.

When it was very difficult to try all kinds of fillings of Shaomai, the Liang family all changed their mind these days and regarded Shaomai as a tiger.

There's no way. Yue ziyue's master and servant are very curious about everything, that is, the sweet Shaomai with fruit stuffing.

When the General Zhao came with the letter, the Liang family all looked at him, their eyes were about to shine. They all stared at him, and then turned their eyes to the newly baked wheat on the table.

In the eyes of high-profile people, General Zhao ignored the fact that he had never seen an official before.

"Madam Chu, this is a letter from the governor of Zhongzhou to Lord Qiu."

Zhao Xiaojun hands the letter to Yue ziyue, but Yue ziyue only knows to stare at the Shaomai on the table, and is very considerate and gives Zhao Xiaojun a pair of chopsticks.

"Lord Qiu's letter? If you put it here, try the roast wheat first

Today's Shaomai is the first attempt. Well, the black sesame paste and brown sugar filling should be sweet, right? It's all glutinous rice, tangyuan and Shaomai, which seems to be the same.

Being stuffed with a pair of chopsticks, General Zhao has no way to start. He looks at his wife Chu strangely.

"Mrs. Chu, it seems that it's not the time for lunch, is it?" It's afternoon. What else do you have? What's more, he didn't see the things on the drawer?Yue ziyue just ignored General Zhao's words of not eating at noon, and put the drawer beside General Zhao.

"Come on, you can try it. It's the first time that you've never tried before. It should taste good."

Confident words, still in the ear, every time, every new experiment, Mrs. Chu said it tasted good, but in fact? You look at me, I look at you, I really don't want to move chopsticks.

When Mrs. liang thought of Mrs. Chu's pitiful and dejected expression, she was very uncomfortable and didn't have the heart to bear it. This one, you are still young, so we are considerate?

That is considerate, Mrs. Liang did not move her chopsticks, quietly twisted a piece of soft meat on Mr. Liang's waist, meaning self-evident.

Master Liang pulled the corner of his mouth and quickly sandwiched a piece of Shaomai. The sweet sesame flavor in his mouth made master Liang nod to his satisfaction. However, he continued to chew two mouthfuls, and his smile froze on his face.

"Well, well, isn't it delicious?"

Yue ziyue was very surprised. The roast wheat she made was delicious at last!

Master Liang tries to control his expression, trying to make his smile more natural rather than tense.

Master Liang didn't mean to tell the truth. Yan MuQing, who was hiding in the mountains and was lucky enough to taste it, finally had the right to speak and looked at Chu Fei.

"You say, this is the roast wheat that my wife made for me? Delicious Shaomai? "

Chu Fei doesn't think there's something wrong. When Xiao Wu came with the food box, he specially told him. He even told the young master the original words. What's wrong?

The young master heard that this is the Shaomai made by his wife for the kitchen, but no one is allowed to touch the Shaomai in the box. Now he has doubts?

"My Lord, I don't have the courage to cheat you. That's what Xiao Wu said. This food box was sent to you by my wife."