The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

When Yinzhen saw Changning handling affairs in a hurry, he felt relieved, disappointed and distressed.

He still remembered the Changning before, who did not have so many responsibilities and lived a happy life every day, making the boring days interesting. Her cheerful energy made people feel comfortable at first sight, and he was attracted to her step by step in this way.

But now, she has power and status, and along with it comes enormous pressure and responsibility.

Yinzhen looked at her increasingly thin figure and didn't want to keep her busy anymore, so he handed these matters over to the female officials. It just so happened that they were all Changning's confidants, and they were promoted by her. They had abilities and means. Taking this opportunity to train them was also a chance for them to realize their ambitions.

Chang Ning said happily: "That's good, I can relax now."

Yinzhen kissed her tired brows and said, "You, take a good rest. You haven't rested since I ascended the throne. The spicy noodles I made last time were very delicious. How about making them again?"

Chang Ning was originally so tired that his eyes were squinting, but now he smiled: "Okay, okay, let's go eat spicy noodles. Also, I asked the chef in Guangxi to make snail noodles today, do you want to try it?"

Yinzhen nodded and said lovingly, "Okay, let's try it."

Looking at the foul-smelling snail rice noodle filled with red oil in front of him, his expression was a little cracked, and he was a little skeptical: "Yaoxian, is this edible?"

Changning took a sip immediately, ah! It smells so good! ! ! !

Seeing Yinzhen's resistance, Changning persuaded him: "It only smells bad, but tastes good, just like stinky tofu. Really, it's very delicious. This is the taste of sour bamboo shoots, a specialty of Liuzhou. I specially asked the imperial chef to fry this egg, it absorbs the soup very well."

As he was talking, Changning sipped some noodles, drank a mouthful of soup, and ate half a fried egg that was soaked with red oil. It was so delicious!

Seeing Yaoxian sighing with satisfaction, Yinzhen's mouth twitched and his mind was somewhat shaken.

It looks... like... it should be... delicious... right?

Watching the woman in front of him eating with relish, her eyes narrowed with happiness, Yinzhen also took a bite without changing his expression. He made up his mind that no matter how it tasted, he must not spit it out.

As a result...he smelled really good.

This big bowl of snail noodles, in addition to the usual sour bamboo shoots and black fungus, also added fried eggs, sea cucumbers, tiger skin duck feet, braised quail eggs, etc. It was a very rich bowl, and Yinzhen even drank up the soup.

After he finished drinking, he ignored Chang Ning's teasing look and said, "We'll continue eating this tomorrow."

"hahahahahahahaha"

Yangxin Palace

Yinzhen wrote and drew on the desk, trying to please Yaoxian. He specially drew a pattern of clothes with his own hands.

The graceful lady in the painting has a smooth figure. She is wearing a pearl powder jacket, an apricot pink cheongsam with silver piping, and a very white rabbit collar piping around her neck.

Yinzhen could already imagine that the circle of rabbit fur made her palm-sized face look even whiter and more translucent.

After the female official from the clothing bureau arrived, Yinzhen handed the painting to Su Peisheng and instructed: "Make this one first in the next two days, using the material that was delivered a few days ago. Use oriental pearls for the pearls, and silver thread for the embroidery. Don't use other materials that will stain the color..."

Yinzhen kept on rambling on with a host of requests, and Su Peisheng felt dizzy listening to them. However, Liu Shanggong from the Imperial Clothing Bureau was obviously an expert, and she remembered everything the Emperor requested and instructed exactly.

In addition to the clothing styles, Yinzhen also specially drew some cup styles, which Changning had told him about before.

Different from the cups and bowls of today, it was bigger, deeper, and had a handle. It was said to be used for drinking milk, sour plum soup, etc.

She also wanted a few smaller, more delicate ones with blooming flowers, pinching the lilies into a blooming shape wrapped around the cup. It took Yinzhen nearly an hour to finally draw what she had in mind.

After a few days, the clothes and cups were made.

Yinzhen came to Chengqian Palace personally holding a small box.

When he arrived, his daughters were there too.

Hutuli was teaching her two younger sisters to play house. She had prepared a lot of dolls, which were all given to her by Changning since she was a child.

“This is the big brother, Fat Tiger.

This is my second brother, Baimao.

This is the third sister, Jade Rabbit

......"

Hutuli introduced the dolls to the sisters one by one, and the three of them pretended to be the bosses of these dolls and led them in a war between the doll armies.

Yinzhen looked at Yaertan, who smiled very sweetly, and said in a baby voice: "Brothers, go ahead! Charge! Fuck him!"

Yinzhen???

"Yaldan, what are you talking about? You are a princess, and a princess cannot say such rude words."

Yinzhen frowned, but still taught gently.

Yaertan blinked and said, "I know, Ama. But that's what my sister just said."

Hutuli looked at his father's unfriendly gaze and forced a dry smile: "No...it's my mother's notebook..."

Yinzhen was very upset: "Why do you teach your sister these things?"

"No more, no more."

Hutuli rubbed his hands and looked at Yinzhen pitifully, which made him sigh. It was not easy to pursue the matter.

Then, at this moment, the youngest daughter, Unashi, who had always been quiet and gentle, spoke up: "Don't be afraid, sister, pull over the second battalion commander's Italian artillery."

? ? ? ? ? ?

Yinzhen was completely confused. What weird thing was Yaoxian writing again?

He didn't want to hear his gentle and lovely daughters say such words again, so he had to put on a stern face and act like a strict father, lecturing them. Only when he saw their red eyes did he stop.

He strode into the study and found that Yaoxian was concentrating on writing something at the desk. He walked closer to take a look.

"What? Li Yunlong dares to attack Ping'an County? Is he crazy?

Haha, what’s the big deal? If you give him a division, he would dare to attack Taiyuan.

......"

Yinzhen twitched his lips. Why did she write these books when he let her rest?

The previous style of painting was quite normal, it was nothing more than “The overbearing prince falls in love with me”, “Don’t run away, arrogant imperial physician”, “I’m reborn as an idol in a brothel” and so on. Why is there so much fighting and killing now?

However, when he saw the last sentence written by Changning, Yinzhen felt slightly touched.

“Whenever you meet an enemy, you must draw your sword!

A true swordsman, when encountering an opponent, no matter how powerful the opponent is, even if the opponent is the best swordsman in the world, will still resolutely draw his sword even though he knows he cannot defeat him.

The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.

It is the soul of our army.”

“This…” Yinzhen’s heart was touched. It turned out that Yaoxian had such a broad mind. No wonder the children were brought up so well by her.

The bravest wins when two meet on a narrow road...