The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

After Concubine Shu thought of this, she felt that she must be crazy.

How could Song Yunzhao know this, and what good solution could she give herself? She was really confused.

However, thinking of what Song Yunzhao did before, I'm not sure if she underestimated others.

Concubine Shu was delayed for two days after such entanglement, and things changed a lot before two days, and the Minister of the Household Department, Cao Dingwen, was not a man, and directly dumped all the blame.

There is no money in the household department, that is, the treasury is in debt and does not pay back.

As a minister of the household department, he lived a life of scrambling and searching, and was scolded all day long. He was so aggrieved that he was so aggrieved that he even cried loudly in front of His Majesty.

The courtiers were stunned.

This time, the officials staying in the capital arrived one after another, and among them was Song Nanzhen, who was getting better from the injury.

After Song Nanzhen was promoted to be a servant, this was the first time he was on duty. After all, he was promoted due to an injury. He was dragged to the palace by his colleagues in the capital before he recovered from his injury.

It was only on the way to the palace that Song Nanzhen knew what had happened, and only then did he realize that he had boarded a pirate ship.

Especially after knowing that he is the person whom Minister of the Ministry of Finance personally named and must get, what else can he say.

Cao Shangshu is pulling him to take risks together, his daughter is His Majesty's favorite concubine, even if he wants to blame the household department and push him out, he still hopes that His Majesty can go online for Yun Zhao's sake.

Song Nanzhen scolded his mother in his heart, but there was no other way, but after arriving at the palace, he shut the door on the grounds that his leg injury recurred due to his haste.

Cao Dingwen: ...

Song Yunzhao did not receive the letter from the eldest lady until after his father arrived at the palace, knowing that his father had come to the palace, she immediately became happy.

I haven't seen my father for a long time, and I still miss him.

Song Yunzhao almost died of laughter when he saw in his aunt's letter that his father closed the door because of injuries. Her father is quick-witted and can be willing to let go. She is a good seedling for an official.

So, Song Yunzhao asked Feng Yi for instructions and wanted to visit his father.

Feng Yi naturally also knew about Song Nanzhen's behavior, and asked with concern: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, the emperor is busy with the treasury and treasury affairs these days, how can you be distracted by such a trivial matter." Song Yunzhao refused, Feng Yi followed, and she whispered to her father.

Feng Yi asked again: "How is your father's leg injury, do you want the imperial doctor to go and have a look?"

"My father said that the journey was too fast and the road was too bumpy, which caused the healed wound to crack a little bit, but I have asked the doctor to look at it, and it will be fine after a few days of recuperation." Song Yunzhao said, and then he was a little nervous Worryingly said, "I was afraid that my father would lie to me, so I wanted to go and have a look. He has always reported good things but not bad things like this."

"Then you go, let Zhang Maoquan follow." Feng Yi thought to himself that he could be so casual in the palace, but if it was in the capital, it would be inconvenient for Yun Zhao to go back to Song's house.

"Then do you need to report to the Queen Mother?" Song Yunzhao looked up at Feng Yi and asked.

She didn't want to deal with the queen mother, since the last incident, the queen mother took An Shutong to hibernate in the palace without any movement.

Of course she likes that they don't just look for trouble, but because of the empress dowager's temperament, she is so quiet, and she thinks there must be some reason, so she is even more unwilling to deal with that side.

She is not afraid of the queen mother, but the person sitting in the queen mother's position is really too light and heavy, with a long-lasting injury-free BUFF, unless the attack on her is fatal, otherwise it is like scratching an itch, she really doesn't want to He exhausted himself half to death, but the Queen Mother was unharmed.

Maybe the Queen Mother just waited for her to make a move, and then she could attack her backhandedly.

Therefore, it is better for the emperor to personally respond to the matter of visiting relatives.

"The Empress Dowager is recuperating recently, and her health is the most important thing. Don't disturb her old man with these mundane things." Feng Yi said solemnly.

Song Yunzhao was overjoyed. Isn't this just a corner to limit the Queen Mother's rights.

What a joy.

"Then I'll listen to the emperor." Song Yunzhao's voice was a few degrees sweeter. It was really a happy thing not to deal with the queen mother.

It is rare for Feng Yi to stay for a meal. Song Yunzhao asked the dining room to make some delicious meals. She likes the cold noodles made by the dining room recently. They are washed with spring water in the mountains, mixed with sauce and vegetables, and the mouth is slightly cold. It is really delicious. Comfortable.

Seeing Yun Zhao eating deliciously, Feng Yi couldn't help eating half a bowl more, and said to her with a smile: "It seems that the food in the palace is very suitable for your appetite."

Song Yunzhao nodded, "The imperial chef in the imperial dining room is really skilled."

Meng Jiuchang murmured in his heart, this is the emperor's dining room, can it be bad?

That is to say, Song Zhaoyi has this blessing, and meals can be taken from the emperor's dining room.

"If you like it, bring him with you when you return to the palace." Feng Yi said casually.

Song Yunzhao was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Feng Yi, and suddenly felt that he was really Ba Zongwen's possession of Ba Zongwen at this moment, so she hesitated.

Seeing Yun Zhao's hesitant face, Feng Yi laughed, "What are you thinking?"

Song Yunzhao said in embarrassment: "Will there be any bad effects if you take people away?"

Feng Yi shook his head, "Can there be any bad influence? The imperial cook who serves in the palace can only work for one or two months a year, and if he can follow him back to the palace, he will kowtow to you for his gratitude."

Meng Jiuchang agreed in his heart, as a slave, if he can't show his face in front of the master, he can let the master remember that there is no chance of being famous in this life.

Song Zhaoyi appreciates the craftsmanship of this imperial chef, and it's not to kowtow to thank him for being able to follow him back to Beijing to serve him.

They are not afraid of suffering or tiredness as slaves, but they are afraid that they will not have the opportunity to show their faces.

Song Yunzhao was really willing to have his own person in the imperial dining room. Now this person is sent by the emperor, which is equivalent to being tied to his own boat. After that, the safety of meals will also soar. Of course, she will not refuse, and immediately agree.

Hearing Song Zhaoyi's agreement, Meng Jiuchang immediately stepped forward and replied, "This imperial cook is called Chen Ran, nicknamed Chen Yidao, and I will definitely kowtow to the master later."

Song Yunzhao now finds Meng Jiuchang much more pleasing to the eye than before. Hearing this, he looked at him and said, "Then Director Meng told him not to kowtow, just work hard."

Although she doesn't have a heavy appetite, food can make her feel happy.

After lunch, Yun Zhao wanted to take a nap. As the month got older, she felt drowsy gradually. She didn't have any symptoms of morning sickness. Nanny Yu said that she had a very good pregnancy and was a lucky person.

Feng Yi didn't have time to take a lunch break. After lunch, he had to go back to deal with things. Before leaving, he said to Yun Zhao, "Do you know about the state treasury?"

Yun Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at the emperor with a suspicious expression.

Feng Yi knew that Yun Zhao's thinking was always different from ordinary people, so he looked at her and said, "If it were you, what would you do?"