It is very troublesome to walk with the emperor. Anyway, when I was watching TV series before, the eunuchs had to bend over and lower their heads, and follow the emperor with all their steps. When the emperor was thirsty, they immediately brought water, and when the emperor was hungry, they immediately gave food. Even if the emperor wanted to spit, they would bring the spittoon immediately.

The life of the eunuchs is naturally miserable, but the ministers who accompanied the emperor for a walk were also not relaxed. They were all down and were ready to deal with the various national policies that the emperor asked about, thinking about how to get some benefits for their own families, and give them some eye drops to their opponents. At the same time, they also wanted to make the emperor trust them, feeling that they were entirely out of public interest, all for the sake of the country and the people, and they were all the advice of planning the country. In short, it was very laborious. If it weren't for the master of great wisdom and a big heart, they would probably not be able to play.

If the emperor only asks about the national affairs, it would be simple. The key is that some emperors will also intersperse some small things in the national affairs, such as how old your son is this year, who is his girl? I have a princess here, how about the king and his ministers establish a family?

It’s not just a talk about a king or a tiger. Tiger is not just a fierce person. The key is that you don’t know what he is going to do next. It’s okay to catch up with a more peaceful personality. If you catch up with a violent temper, you may have talked and laughed with you in the last second. You have to be a model king and minister. The next second, you will be directly confiscated and beheaded your house and beheaded.

This is the situation I am facing now, and compared to those emperors with a strong temper, the one I serve is even more terrible. After serving for a long time, you will find out when Your Majesty will lose his temper, what will blame others, and what will cause death. Those with a brain can always remember it. Be careful when you are in the scene. As long as God does not insist on letting you play mahjong with you, you can always fool you, otherwise no one will be an official.

But the Majesty I served is a lunatic and has no complete veins to let me control. Abi, who knows him best, cannot figure it out. Perhaps he himself doesn't know what he wants to say or do next. His martial arts are much better than ordinary emperors. If he really wants to kill me, I don't have to call him a guard. I can basically report it with a casual palm. Serve an emperor who doesn't let you touch the door at all is the greatest sorrow of being a minister.

"Your Majesty, the weather is cold, why don't we go back to the bedroom?" I asked carefully. In fact, it was almost three hours before we left, and it was about to be dinner. I was afraid that this Majesty would come in to have a restaurant and insist on going in for dinner. I was not afraid of spending money, but I was afraid that he would argue with people without a few bites, and then treat that person as a traitor and kill him. Then I had no other way out except to pack up my things and run away immediately.

Fortunately, Your Majesty didn't seem to have this intention. He had no interest in those big restaurants. Instead, he went to the snack stall on the street and bought a fried chicken leg, two leek and egg stuffing pie, and a box of ice cream. I hurriedly paid the bill, hoping that this master would leave after eating, but who knew that he had gone around and turned around to the only cold skin shop in the area, which made my mood just calmed up again. The owner of the cold skin shop is a joke...

When the owner of the Liangpi Shop saw that I was very kind, he couldn't help but show his kindness. Since I became a person from Guanjiangkou and accepted the ancient heroes, my family has successfully surpassed his ex and became his biggest customer, especially Yang Kang and Ouyang Ke. They love this kind of food very much. They come over and have to serve twenty bowls of them, and swallow them with a hideous face. God knows how much money he has given to the boss. Every time he sees his face is obviously red these days, it is obvious that he has made money.

Now that I saw a newcomer coming to my house, the boss was immediately overjoyed and immediately came over, smiling and said, "Brother Xiaotian'er, what new relatives are there in your house? It's good that the old brother, come into the house quickly. I'll make it for you now. Do you want ten or twenty bowls?"

I gave him annoyed look and said, "Make a bowl first. The newcomer in my family is not very good-looking. Don't go back and eat it, and smash your store. Then I'm irresponsible. He is a mentally ill person. You can't even go to court to sue."

The boss didn't take it seriously at all and smiled and said, "It's okay, we treat the cold peel, maybe we'll eat a few more bowls!"

"What did you say?" I took out the flip mark and sneered: "I will give you a few bricks now, and I will make you stupid, and then give you a life of cold skin. Anyway, this is something you made yourself, so you know how the medicine works!"

The boss still didn't take it seriously. He was about to say something to me again, but when he saw His Majesty the Emperor walked over and asked me, "My dear, what food is sold here? It looks white and delicate, and it must be delicious!"

"Your Majesty, this is a cold skin, a country snack. The boss has already made it. You will do it later!" After I finished speaking, I turned to the boss and blinked his mouth. He seemed to realize that I was not lying to him. Is this man really crazy or a very magical emperor paranoia. Because he was afraid that no one would care about him, he didn't dare to look at Murong Fu again, and went to make cold skin honestly. In the blink of an eye, he brought a bowl and learned from my tone: "Your Majesty, this is cold skin. Do you want to taste it?"

His Majesty took the cold skin and sniffed it for a moment. He seemed to think it smelled good. Then he tasted it and confirmed that it was really good. He then started eating it with the wind and the clouds. But in the blink of an eye, a bowl of cold skin had been eaten and said to me: "My dear, go and get me a bowl!"

I heard it clearly. He was talking about taking a bowl instead of buying a bowl. This old man is completely emperor-oriented now and has no idea of ​​paying. The world belongs to his Murong family. He doesn’t care about the price when eating a restaurant in the city, let alone eating a bowl of cold skin.

I looked at the owner of the Liangpi Shop. He seemed to be frightened by the emperor's paranoia and didn't dare to come over and talk nonsense again. He rushed back and made a large pot in a blink of an eye. If it depends on the amount, it was about ten bowls, which was basically given by Yang Kang according to the highest configuration of my family's staff.
Chapter completed!