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Chapter six hundred and thirty first unpleasant food

In the early morning of Jinxiang Hall and the inner hall of the East Hall, Fu Jinzhan whispered: "I won't come out in a while, just stay here and listen. Today Your Majesty is going to discuss major events with the ministers?"

Guo Shao put his eyes away from the memorials and drawings on the table, looked at Fu Jinzhan and nodded. He stood up and looked at the towering double-eaved palace outside the window, and couldn't help but say: "This position is just a step. The world is still very big. The world is not convinced by the king's transformation and even threatened the Central Plains. There is still a long way to go at this time."

Fu Jinzhan said: "The world has been through war for a long time, and everything cannot be accomplished overnight."

Guo Shao walked a few steps, suddenly raised his head, his eyes froze, "But one day, Da Zhou will stand at the top, conquer the world, and establish the foundation of immortality!"

Fu Jinzhan was infected by his ambitious eyes and was also a little excited. He said in an encouragement tone: "I believe that Your Majesty will achieve great things."

Guo Shao realized at this time that he was a unique person in this world and now he was in power. There was no reason not to surpass the ancients. He felt that the breath in his body was expanding.

At this moment, the eunuch Wang Zhong entered, bent down and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the ministers have arrived."

Guo Shao held his fists and said goodbye to Fu Jinzhan, turned around and walked out the door. A group of followers surrounded him and came to a spacious and bright hall room. He raised his head and walked calmly on the upper chair.

The ministers immediately knelt on the ground and respectfully shouted that they would live forever.

"Stand flat, give me a seat." Guo Shao raised his yellow robe sleeve and said.

A group of people thanked each other and sat down carefully. The hall room was quiet for a while and no one spoke. At this time, Wei Renpu stood up: "After discussing with the Privy Councilor, I have something to report."

The eunuch Wang Zhong, who was standing next to the superior, looked up at Guo Shao slightly, and then said, "Please tell me if Deputy Envoy Wei."

Wei Renpu pondered for a moment, then looked back and said, "The internal affairs of Liao are dark, and there are rebellions from time to time, but they are not yet disintegrating. Youzhou is the place that the Liao Kingdom must save. If you want to recover the lost territory, there is no way to use tricks, you can only distinguish between the Liao Kingdom and the Liao Kingdom.

According to the views of several colleagues from the Privy Council, we must be prepared to fight against the Liao Kingdom for a long time, and finally compete with national strength and force. The ministers and others advocate that the national policy of "first north and then south" should be temporarily shelved the Northern Expedition. First send troops to attack and destroy the Southern Han Kingdom that provoked the Great Zhou Dynasty; rectify the northwest prefectures and supplement the imperial guards. After our country has accumulated energy and quelled internal troubles, we will divide the strength and weakness of the Northern Expedition with the Liao Kingdom!"

Guo Shao turned to look at the prime ministers and the generals of the imperial guards and asked about their opinions. Everyone agreed.

Everyone gathered together to discuss matters. Although they only expressed their opinions in a few words, they did not make any temporary decisions. People had weighed the matters below in advance. Even Guo Shao had thought about it repeatedly in advance and supported the Privy Council's proposal... because the Northern Expedition could no longer be immediately launched.

He was a little overwhelmed and was struggling to think of a better way than the ministers.

Guo Shao quickly left the palace, and the ministers also returned to their respective yamen offices.

At this time, Guo Shao's mood was a little complicated, as if he had a breath of breath and swallowed it into his stomach. He felt that he should do something big in this era, but the one in front of him was still patient and had no choice for a while.

He sat in the study and looked bad. A person's mood would affect everyone around him because Guo Shao was the emperor.

From Wang Zhong on duty to the eunuchs and palace maids below, they were all cautious, for fear of hitting the wind. Humanity is to accompany the king as if he was a tiger. The emperor's power was at least very large in the palace. He could kill these slaves who had no status in just one sentence. If he was unhappy, how could everyone not be worried?

In fact, Guo Shao was not angry. He recalled that even if he became an emperor, he seemed to have never killed anyone, even if he was the lowest-ranking slave.

By noon, Guo Shao did not leave Jinxiang Hall, but asked the palace servants to bring in for lunch in the East Hall.

I haven't been very active in the past few days. He has a bad appetite and most of the fish and meat that are not easy to digest. He ate a little casually and put down his chopsticks.

Wang Zhong asked carefully: "What does Your Majesty want to eat? I asked the imperial kitchen to remade it."

When Guo Shao turned to look at him, he found that the standing palace maid was bent over and stood there in fear. Guo Shao noticed something for a moment.

He shook his head and said, "Forget it."

Wang Zhong hurriedly said: "The imperial chefs are the best chefs to hire."

Seeing their nervous look, Guo Shao smiled and stood up and left the dining table.

...Wang Zhong waved his hand and asked the palace maids to take away the things. The disapproving smile appeared in his mind when Guo Shao left the table, and it was a little stiff like a sneer. Wang Zhong took a breath, wiped his sleeves in front of his fat forehead, and looked back at the person next to him and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty is not in good spirits today, you all be careful!"

"Here!" The few answered quickly.

A little eunuch said, "There are a lot of dishes left. Eunuch Wang will give you a plate to the younger one to taste?"

Wang Zhong pointed to a plate of braised chicken and waved his hand. The eunuch was so happy that he thanked him. Wang Zhong couldn't help but curse: "A plate of meat will make you happy like this, something that is useless!"

The little eunuch said, "Is there anything more comfortable to live in the world than eating something good?"

When Wang Zhong heard this, he thought it was true. Food and sex were two major fun. They were eunuchs, but food was a very important fun. Wang Zhong empathized with it because he was also a delicious person, otherwise he would not have looked so white and fat.

Now he thought that the emperor would have no taste of eating, which was a huge deal!

Wang Zhong was always very cautious, afraid of losing his current status... In recent years, many eunuchs finally got through the emperor and fetched water when they changed the emperor. The emperor usually appoints his own people in important positions. Wang Zhong was a eunuch who was next to the previous emperor, and was involved in the storm of power struggle. It is really not easy to sit in such a high position now!

At this moment, Jingniang came to him to discuss business affairs.

Although Jingniang was active in the Military and Cause Office, the Military and Cause Office belonged to the Privy Council's yamen and women could not accept official positions; Jingniang was hung with the Imperial City Office's waist card. Wang Zhong took charge of the eunuchs in the Imperial City Office and had some official business dealings with Jingniang.

Wang Zhong was absent-minded and suddenly asked, "I heard that Mrs. Huarui is quite good at cooking?"

My mother Jing was asked by such a stupid sentence and frowned at him.

Wang Zhong said: "Mrs. Huarui seems to have a good relationship with Jingniang. Can you invite her to the palace and offer a table of good dishes to serve the official family?"

Jing Niang said coldly: "What does the official family mean?"

Wang Zhong shook his head hard. He knew that this Jingniang was also a person who often came and went around the emperor. If he spread the emperor's intentions indiscriminately and got a crime of forgery, who could afford it!

He said: "It's just a guess from the miscellaneous family. The official wants to try Mrs. Huarui's craftsmanship."

Jing Niang looked cold, neither refused nor said anything. Wang Zhong scolded: Who are you scaring? If it weren't for the favor of the official family, I would be afraid of you?

After a while, Jing Niang said, "Send someone to wait outside the palace gate in the afternoon?"

Wang Zhong hurriedly said, "Which door?"

"West." After saying that, Jing Niang left without looking back, obviously without any etiquette.

Jing Niang felt uncomfortable. She couldn't control herself. She didn't care about Guo Shao's three palaces and six courtyards. But every time she knew that he was good to other women, she would feel uncomfortable. However, she would still follow Guo Shao's wishes, even if it was wrong, and I don't know why... Maybe it was influenced by her childhood experience, maybe it was to want Guo Shao to wake up, who would treat him the best.

She left the palace very quickly and took a car to the Duke of Qin's mansion.

Meng Chang and Mrs. Huarui personally welcomed her into the living room. Although Meng Chang was the Duke of Qin, he was very polite to Jing Niang's daughter. He exchanged a few greetings and was about to find a topic to compliment.

But Jing Niang said without hesitation: "I'm here today to see my wife."

Meng Chang was stunned, with a very embarrassed face on his face, and hurriedly stood up and said, "You guys talk, I'll avoid it first... Haha, it's really inconvenient for women to talk to each other."

Jing Niang looked at him sneered and thought to herself: You are very good at finding a way out for yourself.

Mrs. Huarui moved the stool and approached Jingniang affectionately, saying softly: "I have no relatives and friends in Tokyo, so I have a good time with Jingniang's sister. You haven't come for so long, and I'm still worried that you will forget me."

Jing Niang's expression was a little warm. She knew that Mrs. Huarui was right. She was just a weak woman now. Jing Niang had different thoughts from other women. Those women often had intrigues, but Jing Niang had sympathy and protection for the weak women. In the past, she had taken in a group of poor women when she built Taoist temples.

Jing Niang was also quite straightforward and said immediately: "I am not only visiting my wife, but also asking for something."

Mrs. Huarui smiled and said, "Don't talk about one thing, even if I can do ten things, I will definitely help my sister Jingniang. It's a bit strange. What else can I do in Tokyo? Do you want to come to ask me for help?"

Jingniang said, "The official family wants to eat the dishes you cook."

Mrs. Huarui was stunned for a moment, feeling a little surprised. She observed Jing Niang's face and did not show any happiness. After a while, she said, "It's really... I didn't expect it."

"Maybe it's a bit abrupt." Jing Niang said.

Mrs. Huarui shook her head and said, "This is indeed something I can do... The reason why the official summoned me to the palace is really..."

A trace of sadness flashed across Jing Niang's face and said coldly: "Maybe he really just wants to eat the food cooked by his wife."

Mrs. Huarui smiled bitterly and refused to say anything. After a moment, she put her face closer to the side of Jingniang and whispered: "In front of the official family, I will stand on Jingniang's side, and we will never betray it."

Jing Niang didn't say anything. She looked back at the door and said, "What reason do you want to explain to the palace? I thought about it yourself. When can I set off?"

Mrs. Huarui looked down at her body and said hurriedly: "You have to bother sister and wait for me. I have to change my clothes at least."

Jingniang said, "How long will it take?"

Mrs. Huarui pondered: "Half an hour (one hour)."
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