Your majesty is a little sweet

For no reason, Zhou Jun suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She clenched the goldfish knot in her hand and asked Zhao Guanlu with a frustrated face, "The emperor really doesn't want to see me anymore?"

When Zhao Guanlu saw Zhou Jun's appearance, he understood Zhou Jun's thoughts. He was afraid that Zhou Jun would misunderstand the emperor, so he hurriedly said to Zhou Jun: "Miss Zhou, when the slave presented the IOU to the emperor today, the emperor looked expressionless. But he asked the slave a question."

Zhou Jun was curious, "What's the problem?"

Zhao Guanlu, "The emperor asked the servant, how long will it take to collect ten IOUs?"

Zhou Jun's face turned red all of a sudden.

Su Zhanbei is a stinky hooligan.

How can you take that kind of joke seriously? !

Zhao Guanlu, "The slave boldly replied, saying that one IOU per day would take ten days to collect. The emperor said that he already has two IOUs in his hand, so the slave dared to reply again."

Zhou Jun glared at Zhao Guanlu, "What did you return?"

Zhao Guanlu said: "The slave said that it would take eight days. The emperor suddenly laughed and said something to himself, saying that it was only eight days. He can wait."

Zhou Jun had a mouthful of old blood in his chest.

Shouldn't Su Zhanbei be very busy with all kinds of affairs?Why are you so concerned about collecting IOUs all of a sudden?Dealing with the government is too boring, do you want to watch her make a fool of yourself?

Zhao Guanlu said to Zhou Jun: "Miss Zhou, please go back. You can see that it is more exposed. If you catch a cold and get sick, the emperor will feel sorry for you."

Zhou Jun's eyebrows twitched.

If you're really afraid that she'll catch a cold and get sick, let her go in. What's the matter with driving her back.

Zhou Jun didn't take the IOU issue to heart, she thought to herself, as long as she was strong enough, Su Zhanbei would never try to collect all ten IOUs in his life.

She didn't write the IOU. If she didn't want to write it, no one could force her to do so.

Zhou Jun turned around and was about to leave when Zhao Guanlu suddenly stopped her again.

Zhao Guanlu smiled and said: "Miss Zhou, in the next few days, the slaves will go to Yanqing Palace to collect the IOU on time. Please, Miss Zhou, prepare it in advance so as not to waste time."

Zhou Jun sneered, "Don't bother Mr. Zhao, I don't know how to write IOUs. If you have that time, you should stay with the emperor and serve him well."

When Zhao Guanlu heard this, his face changed. He suddenly knelt down at Zhou Jun's feet, hugged Zhou Jun's thigh, and begged bitterly, "Miss Zhou, the emperor said that if you can't get the IOU, you can cut off the slave's fingers." .Eight IOUs, that is, eight fingers. There are slaves, old and young, how can we support this family without hands."

Zhou Jun had no expression on his face, but his heart softened secretly.

Although Zhao Guanlu's appearance was obviously acting, but she couldn't bear to let Zhao Guanlu kneel down again when she heard the words "old and young, young and old".

But Zhou Jun still kept an eye out, she asked Zhao Guanlu, "Didn't you enter the palace cleanly when you were young? It's okay to be old, but how did you do it when you were young?"

Zhao Guanlu raised his head and said pitifully, "I picked it up, it's only three months old, if something happens to me, how will my little son live?"

Three months old, not yet weaned, is small enough.

Zhou Jun's heart softened completely, she sighed, bent down to help Zhao Guanlu up, "Okay, get up, don't worry, since it's an errand assigned by the emperor, then I will definitely not make things difficult for you."

Zhao Guanlu smiled happily, patted the dirt on his trousers, bowed to send Zhou Jun respectfully, "Miss Zhou, you are so kind, I thank you for my son."

Zhao Guanlu is a fine person, with a smile on his face at all times, and he is kind to everyone.

Zhou Jun always felt that Zhao Guanlu's smile was fake, but when he mentioned his own son, Zhou Jun found that the smile on Zhao Guanlu's face was obviously more sincere.

Zhou Jun said to Zhao Guanlu: "When I'm free, I'll go and see your son."

Zhao Guanlu nodded, "No problem, just look around, my kid is with me, he likes pretty girls, if you go, my kid will roll with joy."

Zhou Jun smiled, she likes festive children, "They can still roll, which is amazing."

Festive children generally like toys, Zhou Jun thought about asking Mo Yunan to make a cloth tiger, and when she went to see Zhao Guanlu's son, she could give the cloth tiger as a meeting gift to the children.

Zhao Guanlu was afraid that it would be unsafe for Zhou Jun to walk alone at night, so he sent two young eunuchs to send Zhou Jun back.

Zhou Jun originally didn't want to trouble the people in front of the imperial court, but Zhao Guanlu insisted on it again and again. She evaded it a few words, but seeing that she couldn't evade it, she didn't refuse again.

Zhou Jun went to Guangning Hall frequently, and he was familiar with the two young eunuchs. Walking at night was boring, so Zhou Jun chatted with the little eunuch holding the lamp.

Zhou Jun asked the little eunuch, "What is the name of Eunuch Zhao's youngest son?"

The little eunuch replied, "It's called Zhao Dabai."

What's the name of this?

Zhao Guanlu's own name is so majestic, but he is so perfunctory in naming his son, even if he picked it up, he can't deal with it like this.

But as the old saying goes, expensive names overwhelm people, and a child with a humble name will be easier to support.

Zhou Jun, "I want to give Dabai a cloth tiger, do you think Dabai can like it?"

The little eunuch said, "cloth tigers can't be eaten. You should bring a bone to Dabai. Dabai is teething, and he gnaws bones every day with great vigor."