Promotion Letter for the Chief Executive

Zhao Can was a little surprised by Ping An's visit.

In Zhao Can's impression, Ping An is a soft-hearted but slightly cunning person.When I thought he was a little eunuch, I gave him my own food.But then the attitude slowly changed.This change is very subtle, if Zhao Can was really a child, she would never notice it.

Ping An didn't want to get too close to him, but he didn't want to offend him either.Zhao Can was noncommittal about this.Anyway, for him, peace is more like an adjustment different from court life, it is easier to be with him, but it must not affect his established goals.

So for Ping An to come to Maoxin Hall at this juncture, Zhao Can was very surprised on the one hand, but also somewhat moved that he didn't want to admit.Maybe he is the only one in this palace who really cares about his body and comes to visit him?

As soon as Ping An entered the room, he took a look at Zhao Can's face.He originally thought that Zhao Can fell into the water, it should be a pale and pitiful little girl.The results of it?Who is this person sitting on the head of the bed with a red face enjoying snacks?

Hearing the sound of him entering the door, Zhao Can just glanced at him casually, "Here you come? This is the snack delivered by the imperial dining room today. It is said that the emperor specially took care of it. It tastes really good. Try it, you can eat it on weekdays." Arrived."

Maybe it was because his attitude was too casual, Ping An couldn't even say what he was going to say to greet him, so he had to walk over and catch the snacks that Zhao Can handed over.

Then he took advantage of the situation and sat down in front of the bed, looked at Zhao Can twice, but couldn't find a suitable opening statement, so he had to bow his head and eat a snack in silence.The person in front of him was not Ah Fu, and he felt very awkward even expressing his concern.

Zhao Can waved his hand to let others go down, and then said, "I didn't expect you to have a conscience."

Ping An apologized, "The Seventh Prince saved my life."

Zhao Can snorted, "By the way, I asked someone about you. I heard that you worshiped a powerful master? Do you know who he is?"

Shaking his head in peace, Zhao Can said in a low voice, "Outsiders say that your bell and drum division's foreign play was set up because the emperor's grandmother liked it. Who knows, how many poppies were the most popular in the palace back then? Heart?"

This spring and autumn brushwork was used very cleverly, Ping An couldn't help but widen his eyes, and there was an expression of disbelief on his face.

He guessed that his master should not be simple, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful!If this is the case, then it is only natural that the Empress Dowager doesn't like him.He himself was the unlucky apprentice who was angered.

However, Ping An soon figured it out.The situation is actually not that bad.After all, she is the empress dowager who is aloof and will never condescend to take the initiative to deal with such a little eunuch as him.It was unlucky last time, probably because I took the initiative to go over, and the queen mother just slapped it.

It seems that Mantangjiao really didn't cry for nothing, it was his extra mouth that made her unlucky.

After realizing this, my peace of mind fell again.Thinking about Xu Wenmei's attitude, I'm afraid she has already seen through it, so she doesn't care.Even his old man is living well in the palace, so I don't have to worry about it.

He looked up at Zhao Can, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Seventh Prince."

Zhao Can lazily leaned back on the big pillow, "Then what do you want to thank me for?"

"Uh..." Ping An was stunned.He just wanted to express his thanks verbally, shouldn't Zhao Can say "you're welcome"?

Seeing his stupid appearance, Zhao Can suddenly became happy, "Most of the meals from the imperial dining room are lukewarm, tasteless. There is a tea stove in front, and I sent some ingredients over. Go get me something fresh."

After speaking, he yawned, turned around and closed his eyes, obviously planning to rest.

Ping An's refusal was still in his mouth, and it was impossible to say it at this time.Had to quietly back out.

There was a little eunuch watching over the tea stove, and when he saw him coming, he immediately brought over the pot and ingredients.The pot is small and there are not many ingredients, but there are several kinds of fresh vegetables in this season, which is very rare.

Ping An took a look and found that it was not appropriate to do anything, and finally had an idea and decided to make a hot pot.Zhao Can won't get tired of eating hot food right away, right?Moreover, winter is suitable for eating hot pot.

But Zhao Can is a sick person, so he can't eat too much. Ping An thought about it and decided to make a sour soup.

He didn't have to do the washing and choosing the vegetables himself, the little eunuch who was standing by the side offered to help.His hands were red from the cold in the icy water, and he was embarrassed to see that he was safe, so he hurried up to help.

He originally wanted to ask about Zhao Can, but who knows that this little eunuch is very flexible in his hands and feet, but when he talks, he looks like a gourd with its mouth sawn, and he refuses to say a word.Ping An was very amazed at first, but later he realized that this is actually the foundation of being in the palace, especially serving the masters!

If the master says something, you will spread the word when you turn around. Who can rest assured that such a person is by his side?

When Zhao Can sat by the stove and ate the hot pot, he asked Ping An with a smile that was not a smile, "In front of my master, you dare to ask my people for news? You have the time to ask him, why don't you come?" I?"

Ping An suddenly realized, and looked at Zhao Can with gossip, "Then can you tell me? What's going on this time?"

"Isn't it already spread in the palace? I was pushed into the water by the third prince. That's it." Zhao Can took a bite of vegetables, "This pot is really good, refreshing and appetizing."

After eating, he looked at Ping An meaningfully, "There are some things you don't need to know too clearly, so as not to get yourself into trouble."

Seeing Ping An gave him a chill down his spine.

A kind of vague understanding suddenly came to his mind: this incident, at least for Zhao Can, was not a random disaster.

Was it Zhao Can who took the initiative to plot against others, or someone wanted to plot against him and instead plotted himself into it, or there were other deeper meanings... These are actually not a matter of safety.Just like what Zhao Can said, knowing a lot will cause trouble for himself.

It's just that Ping An's heart that had just been relaxed, lifted it up again unsteadily.

In the real deep palace, there are indeed invisible wind and frost swords everywhere.I had been leisurely for a few months before, and almost forgot about this.

Fortunately, these things have nothing to do with him for the time being, Ping An just reminded himself again that this is not an ordinary place, it is the "people-eating place" exaggerated in countless stories.Be careful at every step and be careful everywhere, so that you can live here for a long time.

Ping An exhaled lightly, raised his head, and saw Zhao Can looking at him thoughtfully.