there is a king in the palace

"Hurry up, cover your hands." Aunt Huixin took a piece of charcoal for boiling water and put it in the brass hand stove, and handed it to the king, "You said you too, go play in the snow."

The king was sitting cross-legged on the bench with the stove in his hand, staring at Aunt Hui Xin with crooked eyes, enjoying this caring rebuke very much.

Aunt Hui Xin turned her head to glance at the sun outside the window, "The emperor should be in the imperial study now, you should move slowly, you still have to serve tea."

When it comes to serving tea, the king's mind is full of the embarrassing scene yesterday, he really doesn't want to go, but this is what he has to do every day.

"understood……"

After Zhao Xianao ascended the throne, the policy has been changed. The palace ladies can enter the palace at the age of fourteen, and they must work in the palace for at least three years. If they want to leave the palace at seventeen, they can leave, and the palace will give a reward Silver, after the 23th, you can continue to stay in the palace. The reward for silver is doubled in three years, and the reward is quadrupled in six years, but it is only four times. You must leave the palace when you reach the age of [-]. Of course, the ladies and concubines bring their own The mothers and maids are two different things, after all, the former receives the state salary, and the latter receives the concubine's salary, so Zhao Xianao doesn't need to pay for it.

Aunt Huixin will leave the palace next year. Before she leaves, all she has to do is take over and lead the apprentices. There are two duties in the tea house, one is to serve tea and the other is to make tea. The king is the one she chooses to serve tea.

Serving tea needs to be close to the upper body of the emperor. When those beautiful maids see the emperor, they don’t know where their courage comes from. They always want to be high-ranking concubines. .

It's also strange that the emperor has become more and more handsome in the past two years, and always provokes the young girl Huaichun.

Aunt Huixin couldn't help but cast a glance at the king who asked him to serve tea just like he was on the execution ground, "Can you just smile, don't do this when you are in front of the emperor."

The king leaned in front of Aunt Huixin, grinning and baring his teeth, "Let's do it this way."

"Okay, just smile like this, and see if the emperor won't let your two little teeth be pulled out."

These two teeth cannot be extracted.

The king didn't dare to make trouble anymore, he pursed his lips and quickened his pace.

Today, for some reason, Mr. Li stood at the door against the cold wind. When he saw him and Aunt Hui Xin coming, he said to him, "After you serve the tea, stay in the house and I will do something."

"Ah——" the king frowned and pursed his lips, his white and tender cheeks bulged out a little, and he looked at Director Li sadly, "Aren't there so many people? Why did you let me guard it?"

Aunt Hui Xin trembled when he said this, for fear that Director Li would blame him.

For an ordinary eunuch, Director Li would have someone drag him to the respect room without saying a word, but now, he can only explain, "The palace is busy today, and there is a shortage of manpower in front of the imperial court. Why, why don't you serve the emperor?" I'm happy."

Hmph, think him stupid!

Just bully him as a newcomer and make him work harder!Lazy yourself and go back to sleep!

The king angrily kicked open the door of the imperial study room with his toes, revealing the dominance he had raised since he was a child.

Manager Li clenched his hands in his sleeves tightly.

endure, endure.

The emperor can bear it, there is nothing he can't bear.

That's right, Zhao Xian'ao, who was shocked by the kick at the door while watching the memorial, also endured it.

He sat upright, staring at the memorial solemnly, his mind had long been out of it, and he secretly looked at the king from the corner of his eye.

The young man in the navy blue eunuch uniform was still pouted, and he reluctantly walked this way, a few steps came to him, he put the tea tray casually on the desk, and the teacup with the tea cover bounced on the wooden tray , making a jingle-dang crisp impact sound when it falls.

The emperor is the king of a country, in order to show the royal majesty, food and clothing must be expensive, even a cup for drinking tea and water is sky-high price, Zhao Xianao used it lightly for fear of breaking it, so , Hearing this movement, he felt a pain in his heart, and said uncontrollably, "Be gentle."

He spoke in a soft voice, far less effective than hitting the head, the king didn't listen at all, he went his own way and knocked the small bowl on the tray on the table, turned around and left after knocking.

Zhao Xianao was pulled back to reality by his attitude.

I almost forgot that this little chubby tiger can't be used to it, it will easily float into the sky if you give it a little good face.

Zhao Xianao raised his voice, "Did I let you go!"

The king understood it. He folded his hands together, blinked his eyes, and seemed to be listening attentively.

"Study ink for me."

The king has never touched these things, he thinks Yan Mobi is more interesting than standing stupidly at the door, so let's give it a try.

His Majesty was by Zhao Xian'ao's side, and he knew that he was clean, so he specially rolled up his sleeves for fear that the ink would stain his new clothes.

Zhao Xianao watched him roll up his arms and sleeves, and began to feel sorry for his own cinnabar Wannian red ink.

Those who knew it were grinding for the emperor, but those who didn't know it thought they were playing with mud.

His Majesty was really playful. He took the red ink stick with auspicious cloud patterns and quickly turned it around on the inkstone. Watching the ink stick and the clear water in the inkstone gradually melt and turn into red ink, His Majesty was suddenly happy. A canine tooth popped out unconsciously.

He was playing on his head, when suddenly a slender hand stretched out from the side and put it on his hand, "Grind the ink gently and at a moderate speed, and keep the ink and the inkstone flat. If you do this, it will foam and the color will lose its luster." .”

His slightly cold voice reached the king's ears, even if the king didn't understand it well, he felt that what Zhao Xianao said was very reasonable.

Cultural people are different.

The dog emperor, that's the only advantage.

The merits of others must be learned, and the studious king let him hold his hand, seriously feeling the strength and speed of grinding.

After turning around a few times, the king understood the trick, and said proudly, "I will."

Fool……

Zhao Xianao suppressed a smile and withdrew his hand, intentionally scaring him, "Your voice sounds familiar to me."

Ok?

oops!forgotten!

The king hastily lowered his voice, "Slave, it sounds like a lot of people."

Zhao Xianao is actually quite strange, I don't know the reason why he is afraid of being discovered by himself.

Zhao Xianao has already forgotten what he said in Qingqiu Temple, he thinks that the king should tell him once he becomes a man, why must he keep such a rare thing from him.

However, since he wanted to keep it a secret, he would cooperate. He wanted to see what tricks this little fat tiger had.

At least, it seems interesting for now.

"Well, keep grinding."

Dawang is a real 3-minute heat. After grinding for a while, his legs are tired, his wrists are sore, and his round face is swollen again.

Zhao Xianao is playing back, and government affairs will not be delayed. He was so focused on reviewing the memorials that he didn't notice the sudden depression of the king, but when he was writing, he would praise the king for being really smart, and the ink is extremely delicate, which is no worse than that of Mr. Li. .

The king looked at him secretly, and found that he didn't pay attention to himself. He put the ink stick on it again, and squatted on the ground without a sound. It didn't take half a stick of incense. thirsty.

The king hugged his knees and looked up at the teacup next to Zhao Xianao's elbow.

Wanting to drink, the hand climbed up uncontrollably.

Zhao Xianao turned his head abruptly and was slightly frightened when he saw a chubby little hand appearing out of nowhere.

Holding the tea tray with that hand, he slowly dragged the teacup to the desk.

Zhao Xianao lost the emperor's image by laughing because the king couldn't see his face, and he couldn't laugh out loud, so he endured the pain in his stomach.

His Yuan Huan is really wonderful, whether it is a tiger or a human, it can always make him happy inadvertently.

Why is it so attractive.

At the moment when he was about to succeed, Zhao Xianao took away the teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

But the king only felt that the tea tray was light, and when he took it in his hand, there was only such a tea tray.

"Xiao Yuanzi."

The king stood up abruptly, "Your Majesty."

"Go to refill the tea, I need to remind you about this kind of thing."

Eunuchs are also human beings, so they can't save on eating and drinking, so when serving tea, they only bring a cup of tea. Feeling that the emperor has almost drunk it, he goes out to replenish himself in the name of refilling tea.

The king was annoyed.

If I had known that the Dog Emperor would take a sip, he would go out and refill it.

The king went back to the Qing tea house, and Aunt Huixin was picking tea leaves. Seeing him come back and go straight to the teapot on the table, he couldn't help laughing, "Are you thirsty?"

The king gulped down a lot of water, clutching his stomach pitifully, "I'm still hungry."

"I'll refill the emperor's tea, you sit down and have a rest, hurry up and eat some pastries."

Your Majesty also just found out today that there is such a big benefit in being an errand in Qingcha House.

Some cakes were left overnight or cold, so they could not be presented to the emperor, and they would be distributed to the eunuchs and maids in front of the imperial court. Qingchafang had absolute priority.

Sitting on the stool, the king stuffed almond cakes into his mouth, "Aunt Hui Xing, why are you going back to Nai?"

"You swallow first and talk, drink some water, don't choke."

The king took a sip of water, smoothed out what was in his mouth, and asked again, "When will Mr. Li come back, I want to help you~"

Tired of standing.

Aunt Huixin turned around, showing a gentle smile, the corners of her mouth were full of soft warmth, "Director Li won't come back until after noon, you are really lucky, you can have such a good job just after being transferred to Yuqian." This kind of opportunity is not envied by others."

What is there to envy.

The king tilted his head and raised his head, and the word "unhappy" was written on his face generously.

"Ah, the emperor is about to have lunch, I'm afraid I have to try the dishes today, hey, would you like it, aunt..."

As soon as he heard the dishes, the king smiled, and his face changed as soon as he said it, "I am happy to serve the emperor, to honor my ancestors, I am happy."

Aunt Hui Xin shook her head and smiled helplessly.

She really couldn't figure out how Xiao Yuanzi would enter the palace to be a eunuch, looking at his temperament, he must be the young master pampered by his ancestors at home.

"Auntie, tell me, it's such a dangerous thing to try vegetables. I'll talk to Mr. Li. Will he appreciate me if I try it for him in the future?" The king held the chestnut cake and said in high spirits. Imagine what the emperor had for lunch today.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Li was so moved that he burst into tears, and you have to wipe his tears away then."

Hearing what she said, the king hurried over to ask her to borrow the handkerchief, which made Aunt Huixin dumbfounded.