there is a king in the palace

The king had had enough rest and returned to the imperial study with tea. Zhao Xianao heard footsteps and looked up.

The young chubby tiger walked towards him with a smile on his face, his slightly narrowed black eyes seemed to contain bright stars, and there were two small white fangs hanging under his rosy lips, he seemed to be in a very good mood and brisk His footsteps are all inspiring.

Happy to go out for a stroll?

Zhao Xianao withdrew his gaze, and speeded up a little while reviewing the memorial.

Tigers are lazy by nature. The king got tired after standing beside him for a while. He raised his left foot, supported his body with his right foot, raised his right foot, and used his left foot to support his body. He changed back and forth twice. Your Majesty He glanced at the tea that Zhao Xianao just took a sip, then looked around, "Your Majesty."

"Huh?" Zhao Xianao had noticed his little movements a long time ago, and asked in an extremely gentle voice.

"The slave looks at the table a little unstable, how about I help you." The king was worried. This reason was true and unreliable, but he couldn't think of anything else.

Zhao Xianao stopped writing, stared sideways at him, and nodded slightly after a long time, "Yes."

Hearing this, the king happily sat on the gray woolen blanket hugging the table legs. He thought, the dog emperor is so foolish, I'm afraid he is not a fool.

His figure disappeared from what he could see out of the corner of his eye. Zhao Xianao thought he could concentrate more on reviewing the memorial.

In fact he thinks too much.

The brush stroked across the paper, but before it stopped, there was a thump under the desk, and Zhao Xianao's pen also trembled.

The table was really unstable this time.

Zhao Xianao inadvertently moved the chair back a little, secretly looked down at the bottom of the table, the little chubby tiger who had eaten the bear's heart and leopard's guts was using all fours, cross-legged and hugging the table post, squinting his eyes and dozing off underneath , the head wearing the melon skin cap flickered, and it was this head that hit the table post just now.

sleep...

Zhao Xianao raised the corners of his mouth, and stared tenderly at his soft and greasy cheeks.

Zhao Xian'ao opened his hand forcefully, then clenched his fist, feeling the pain from between his fingers, and finally suppressed the desire to pinch his face.

When Zhao Xianao straightened his sitting posture again and was about to hurry up and finish his work, there was a snoring sound from under the table. It was not loud, but in the silent imperial study room, it was enough for Zhao Xianao to hear it very clearly, and let him Eyes start to get tired.

Zhao Xianao thought for a while, all this was entirely his own doing, so he endured it, accompanied by the king's snoring, Zhao Xianao finished approving the memorial before noon.

He hung the pen on the shelf, shook his sore wrist from grinding the ink himself, picked up the teacup to drink water, but found that it was already empty.

This was probably his most miserable day in the imperial study.

Zhao Xianao lowered his head, and when he looked at the king again, his forehead rested firmly on the table post, the corners of his mouth seemed to be glistening, his fair cheeks were stained blush by the burning earth dragon in the royal study, and he was sleeping soundly .

Zhao Xianao held his breath, walked carefully beside the king, put his hand on his round face, and stroked it lightly, the feeling was just as he imagined, soft, slippery and warm, like a lump Excellent warm jade.

It turns out that there is such a feeling under the hair on the face.

Inexplicably, Zhao Xianao let out a low laugh from his throat.

After he laughed, he saw the little chubby tiger who was staring at him with sleepy eyes.

Zhao Xianao was stunned, and subconsciously pinched his face, "Presumptuous, you dare to sleep in my imperial study."

Only then did the king fully wake up, he hurriedly sat up straight, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, "Your majesty, your majesty is done."

Zhao Xianao still felt resentful at the thought of working while he was sleeping. He let go of his hands, stood up, and flung off his wide sleeves in a rather imposing manner, "While you were asleep, I worked hard. Relax for a moment, do you think I'm done with work?"

Your Majesty will be flattering, "Your Majesty is a hardworking and good Emperor! Your Majesty has worked hard, is your Majesty hungry? Let's eat!"

Heh, no matter how I taught him to call him the emperor before, he couldn’t remember calling it, but now he’s a eunuch and he’s getting used to it quickly, “Set the meal.”

"Okay! This servant is going!"

The place where Zhao Xianao ate lunch was in Qianqing Palace, the moment the king and Zhao Xianao walked over from the imperial study, lunch was ready.

Even if Director Li and several imperial officials were not there, there were more than a dozen eunuchs and maids guarding the Qianqing Palace, and only the king volunteered to try the dishes for the emperor.

Sitting there, Zhao Xianao watched him clumsily grab the chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, then put the chopsticks down again, and picked up the soup spoon, and he knew in his heart that the little fat tiger was so active about eating lunch, didn't he? I was worried that he was hungry, but I was hungry.

At that moment, Zhao Xianao felt panic in his heart.

According to the rules in the palace, in order to prevent others from discovering the emperor's preferences, the emperor can only eat three mouthfuls of a dish no matter how he likes it. Therefore, although the dishes sent by the imperial dining room are many, they are small and delicate.

The king held the spoon, and with a smile put the spoon into a bowl of boneless pork knuckle in front of Zhao Xianao. Normally, he would use chopsticks to pick it up a bit, but the king directly poked the spoon into the pork knuckle under the pork knuckle. From the crushed peanuts, even the pork knuckles were scooped up.

The hand screamed, and the pork knuckle dangled on the small spoon and entered the king's mouth.

The king's mouth was full, like a squirrel, he squinted his eyes, chewing and chewing happily, unaware of the sudden quiet atmosphere in the hall.

Uh~ This pork knuckle is much tastier than the one he ate. It's glutinous and delicious!

After swallowing the pork knuckle, the king tasted a lotus flower pastry made of pastry noodles. Then a small lotus flower grew alone on the plate, and the king spooned it down, leaving only the plate.

Zhao Xianao's face is no longer in a good mood.

He found that this little chubby tiger only tastes things that he can scoop up in a spoonful, such as glass meat, crab powder lion head, and cloud silk meatballs, which are served in groups, without even touching them.

Of course the king will not touch it, he is not stupid, the rarer is the more valuable, the less things, the better the taste!After he tastes these first, if he can still eat them, he will eat those that can't be served in one pot.

However, the king can really eat it.

When he finished trying the dishes, there was a table of leftovers.

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

Zhao Xianao sat on the chair, closed his eyes tightly, and took a deep breath. He really wanted to stand up now and make room for the people around him.

Come on, you are the emperor, sit here and eat slowly.

The maids and eunuchs in the palace lowered their heads ever since the king swallowed the piece of boneless pork knuckle, keeping their eyes on their noses, their noses and their hearts, seemingly ignoring what was going on outside the window, but they kept arguing for the emperor in their hearts.

Who said the emperor is the dog emperor!This bastard is Qiangu Mingjun!

Seeing that Zhao Xianao hadn't moved for a long time, the king felt puzzled, he had tried all these dishes, didn't he hear?

The king kindly reminded, "Your Majesty, the slave has finished trying."

You are done eating!

Can you bear it?Too much!I can't bear it at all!

Zhao Xianao also has the temper of the emperor, he slammed the table, "Bold!"

The king was stunned at this moment, he didn't understand how bold he was, and then, he heard the sound of plopping, and all the maids and eunuchs in the palace knelt down.

The king thought, he has to kneel, right?

If in the past, the king was still the big tiger of the king of beasts, he would never kneel down when his life was not in danger. This is too disrespectful.

But now he is a eunuch, eunuch, he kneels on his knees, no one on the left or right knows.

The king also knelt down, to be precise, he sat on his own calf.

Seeing him piled up in a ball, Zhao Xianao looked around in confusion, and the fire in his heart gradually went out. In fact, Little Fat Tiger left him quite a lot. According to his appetite, it would be easy to eat up the whole table.

No, you can't be soft-hearted, you have to take advantage of this time to educate and educate.

"Go down."

A circle of people kneeling on the ground quickly got up and exited the hall without a sound. The king was full and didn't want to miss it. He patted his knees and planned to leave.

"Stop for me!"

Feeling that the king was calling him, he stopped and looked at Zhao Xianao suspiciously.

There was no one else in the hall, and Zhao Xianao didn't hide it, he pointed to a table of leftovers, "Is this how you test dishes for me?"

The king understood that it was because he disliked him for eating too much.

Emperor Dog, you are really stingy, my lord risked his life to try the dishes for you, it's fine if you are not grateful, and you still treat me like this.

I was very dissatisfied with Zhao Xianao in my heart, but the king still had to please him with no conscience, "Your Majesty, you don't know, people's minds are very bad nowadays, and there is that kind of miraculous... "

The king really doesn't know much about these things, it's very difficult for him to make up nonsense.

This is the terrible thing about not having knowledge. You must study hard in the future.

The king who couldn't make it up had a new way of thinking. He sat on his lap with his knees on the ground, looked up at Zhao Xianao with tears in his eyes, and sobbed, "Your Majesty, my servant has been poor since he was a child, and his father died. Good morning, my mother doesn’t want me anymore. I was just born...I found my own food for three or five years after I was born. I ate wild vegetables in summer and gnawed on tree bark in winter. I couldn't hold back for a while... Your Majesty, I was wrong..."

The young man was tearful, and his voice was full of tears. He told his tragic past, which made the listener sad and the hearer cry. If he hadn't said that he has been skinny since childhood and was always bullied, maybe Zhao Xianao I really let him go.

"No rules, no rules, I will give you a salary and provide you with meals, so you should abide by your duty..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

The king's eyes were red, and his black eyes were full of innocence, "Your Majesty, I don't understand what you are saying... oh..."

The boy's round face was already immature, and he looked even smaller when he was sitting in a pile. He pursed his lips and let out a childish moan from his throat. Zhao Xianao felt that if he was criticizing him, he would not be a person.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you, so get up."

The king immediately smiled, "Your Majesty is really a magnanimous and good emperor, and the slaves are no longer able to afford it. This is very good."

Zhao Xianao also felt that he was very comfortable sitting like that, so he didn't bother to care about him, thinking to himself, if there is a chance, let the little fat tiger learn to read and read, and he doesn't need to know too much, at least he will praise him in the future Sometimes there will not be only a dry sentence of "good emperor".

Obviously, it is impossible for Zhao Xianao to be served dishes today, and he felt that it would be unseemly for him to poke his butt to eat the dishes. After all, there are still people sitting on the ground watching, so Zhao Xianao just ate the few dishes in front of him in suspense.

He is probably the first emperor in history who didn't have enough lunch...