Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Shen An carried two pounds of fat to go home. Zeng Ermei saw her rush to guilt, only to say that she did not know that the main family likes to eat fat.

"Boiling oil!"

Where Shen An likes to eat fatty meat, but Guoguo likes these two days.

"Brother."

Guoguo was very poor, but Shen An didn't move.

"Go to the fire, let me get it."

Shen An remembered the deliciousness of crispy whistle noodles.

"Brother!"

Guoguo grabbed the clothes around his waist and didn't let go. As a result, Shen An walked away like a little bear, so he swayed and went to the kitchen.

Huahua also followed Fart to Fart, and when Shen An cut the fat, he waved his tail desperately on the side.

"Brother ..."

"It's useless to call ten thousand sounds, you can't eat fat anymore."

Shen An dropped the **** and fat pieces, and then added a little water.

The gradual water vapor began to dissipate, and then the oily fragrance came out.

"Good fragrance."

Zhao Zhongzhen appeared outside the door, and Zeng Ermei flattered him to come in.

Guoguo turned back, with some hostility in his eyes.

In the eyes of children, most outsiders come to **** food!

Shen An slowly began to scoop out the oil, and the fat in the pot continued to shrink ...

"Brother!"

Guoguo sucked his nose and pulled his brother's clothes eagerly.

Shen An has filtered the oil, then put down the oil residue, stir in salt and rice wine a few times, and live together!

He reached for a piece of yellow-brown oil residue and turned his hands back and forth ...

"Brother!"

Guo Guo was holding his feet by the stove, tilting his head and waiting anxiously.

Shen An waited for the oil sludge to get colder and stuffed it into her mouth, then picked her up and went out.

"I will do this in the future, get a jar filled with oil residue and use it for soup cakes."

Zhao Zhongzhen was a little bit greedy, Shen An frowned: "Children must be determined."

He felt that the future emperor must be firm in his will. Otherwise, when the old lady and the ministers murmured afterwards, the servant could not bear the pressure and gave up the reform directly.

After Shen An took her sister out, Zeng Ermei's flattered woman even grabbed a handful of oil residue to Zhao Zhongzhen.

"What are you doing with me?"

Zhao Yun let not let Zhao Zhongzhen read, it is probably a gesture to let the emperor see that he has no ambitions, and my grandson can be blind.

Zhao Zhongzheng was still very polite. He stopped eating oil residues when he heard the words, and then said: "Mr. Zhao Yunliang came home in the morning and said that he was dizzy before and lived upside down all day. Fortunately, last time Weng Weng taught him, he decided In the future, you will have to refresh your heart ... "

"This is a fool!"

Shen An feels that these upper-level figures are so unsophisticated, they feel that they have to be shameless, otherwise they will be sold out sooner or later.

It's just that Zhao Yunliang even blended in. What's the situation?

Shen An felt that this was wrong, because he remembered that Zhao Zongshi seemed to have no competitors later.

This ... won't it be a butterfly?

Shen An was a little flustered. He was worried that his butterfly was too much. By then, the whole era had changed.

There are many variations of, what if it changes in a bad direction? Or make Xixia and Liao Kingdom stronger ...

Then I am a sinner!

Zhao Zhongzheng saw Shen An's complexion, but he was a little bit guilty when he looked a little bit painful.

This is his Weng Weng, that is, his grandfather Zhao Yunrang specially asked him to tell Shen An, and told him to remember Shen An's reaction.

He remembers his own Weng Weng said very lightly: "Most of that kid will panic, or pretend to be deep."

But Shen An turned out to be painful ...

what does this mean?

Zhao Zhongzheng is still a child with a bit of rebellious psychology. He does n’t have much experience at all.

"He wants to compete for it!"

Shen An said leisurely, and then saw Zhao Zhongzheng's tangled face, so he slapped and said, "What are you doing with constipation?"

Zhao Zhongzheng covered his head and said: "The official family in the palace said that it was overworked yesterday, and I don't see courtiers today. My Weng Weng said that the official family must have worked **** the woman's body, and I'm not afraid that I won't be able to get off the next day ...

Snapped!

Shen An slapped back the words below him.

Zhao Yunrang seems to be an old rogue! Rumors with the outside world's "one serious" clan elders are at odds.

"Children should not know these words."

Zhen Zhen works hard in the harem, but Shen An knows that he will not have a son ...

What does Zhao Yunrang ask Zhao Zhongzhen to say these words?

Shen An thought for a while and said, "There must be a prince in the official family."

This is the tone!

Shen An is staring at Zhao Zhongzhen. If this kid dare to say that the official family is destined to have no son, Shen An will find ways to turn this kid into a fool.

"Well, there must be a prince in the official family."

Zhao Zhongzheng is blessing very sincerely, Shen An feels a little weird.

"Why are you so religious?"

"My father will be ill."

Zhao Zhongzhen said with a frown, "My father will often have a headache."

No wonder historically, it took a few years to ascend the throne. It turned out that Zhao Zongshi's body was in trouble at this time!

Shen An felt that she had witnessed a period of history.

"Every time the DPRK proposed something to say that the official's family would adopt the clan, my father would fall ill."

Is this wrong?

Shen An touched his smooth chin and asked, "How often does your father lose his temper?"

"Well, no one can come close when my dad loses his temper."

Shen An's grasp was even greater, and he continued to ask: "Your dad can't sleep well? Feel scalp numbness ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It's like wearing something on your head, it's hard to bear."

Uh!

Zhao Zhongzhen instantly dumbfounded.

Shen An sighed, touched the top of his head, and looked lovingly: "This is a crippling brain ... No, it is a problem caused by too much pressure."

"moron?"

Zhao Zhongzhen was a little embarrassed. Shen An coughed and said, "It's not a brain disability, but a problem caused by too much trouble."

Nervous breakdown and obsessive-compulsive disorder are caused by too much trouble and excessive stress.

"Oh! Can that be cured?"

Zhao Zhongzheng felt that his dad was a bit tragic, so he swore that he would not go to the palace in his life, and he would never be a spare tire.

?

"This is not cured."

Shen An didn't think it was a serious problem, and it could not be treated.

"Speaking of what you say today!"

Shen An looked at Zhao Zhongzhen unwillingly and raised his hand again.

"I said ... My Weng Weng said that I want to learn dude ..."

Zhao Zhongzhen closed his eyes and waited a long while before his head fell. He quietly opened his eyes and saw Shen An thinking.

——He tilted Erlang's legs, put his left hand on the waist, his right hand supported his right face, and looked very sad.

"The dudes!"

Shen An was a bit melancholy, thinking that Zhao Yunrang was a mallet, and actually wanted Zhao Zhong to play a role as a **** to dispel the emperor's fear.

Then he waited for the emperor's dragon to be born.

If you can't have a son, then you're sorry. There are many grandchildren in my family, and there are many sons. You can choose whatever you like.

Shen An looked at Zhao Zhongzheng with more sympathy.

Your baby is still a spare tire!

It's just ... Is this my butterfly?