An Lingrong's Rebirth: I will not offend others unless they offend me

More than an hour later, Su Peisheng came hurriedly to report.

"Your Majesty, when I found Liu Bin, he was already dead. I failed to perform my duties properly. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

The emperor spoke with a dark face.

"You little dog slave, you can't even handle such a small matter. Go down and get ten sticks on your own."

"I thank the Emperor for his grace."

"Hanhuan, you also heard that Liu Bin is gone. A fingerprinted confession alone doesn't prove anything."

"I will restore Consort Hui's position. As for the others, I will have people continue to investigate."

Zhen Huan looked at the emperor in disbelief. With the evidence in front of her, he actually told people to continue the investigation.

"Your Majesty, I just submitted my confession when Liu Bin disappeared. I suspect someone behind the murder is to silence him."

"I beg the Emperor to investigate this matter and severely punish those behind this."

She touched her forehead to the ground and pleaded loudly.

"Su Peisheng, I still have government affairs to attend to. Please escort Concubine Wan out."

Su Peisheng, who had just been ordered to deal with Liu Bin, politely bowed to Zhen Huan.

"Mr. Wan, please come in."

He also acted as if he would drag Zhen Huan out by force if she didn't leave.

If it were someone else, Su Peisheng might have whispered a reminder, "Please don't make things difficult for me."

But who can blame Concubine Wan for being Cui Jinxi's master?

He was just a slave who followed orders.

I heard that Concubine Shu’s Yonghe Palace has been cooking sweet-scented osmanthus wine these days, but I wonder if he will have the pleasure to enjoy it.

After sending Zhen Huan out of the palace, Su Peisheng bowed.

"My dear Wan, I have to go get my punishment. Please forgive me for not being able to see you off."

Having said that, Cui Jinxi had no choice but to help Zhen Huan leave.

Su Peisheng was already familiar with being beaten with a stick.

He just lay down on the stool skillfully, and then a young eunuch came forward to ask questions.

"Master Su, how many hits will you give me this time?"

"Ten strokes of the cane."

The executioner eunuchs, who had already understood each other, raised the board high, looking as if they were using great force, but in fact they put it down gently.

Only the last two blows hit the real target.

Xiao Dongzi, who was guarding on the side, quickly helped the man up and headed towards the Yangxin Palace.

"Master, I heard that the Yonghe Palace kitchen has been making mutton soup recently. How about I, your apprentice, sacrifice my dignity and go get you a bowl?"

"Shouldn't it be osmanthus wine?"

"Master, that happened quite a while ago. I heard that when Concubine Shu was eating mutton hotpot, she took pity on the palace maids who were suffering from the cold, so she sent someone to the kitchen to buy some mutton bones and make soup for everyone. The thick white soup was very fragrant..."

"What? Have you ever drunk it?"

"Master, Xiao Dongzi wouldn't dare to try the delicacy that you, the elder, haven't even tasted. That person might have tasted it."

He raised his chin and pointed at Xiao Xia Zi who was guarding outside the Yangxin Palace.

To be honest, he was really lucky. A few days ago, he accidentally discovered that Master Su was not feeling well, so he quietly took care of him.

Who knew that he would catch the eye of Master Su and become his apprentice.

He no longer had to worry about not being able to eat in the small kitchen of Yonghe Palace.

Xiao Xiazi didn't rush to go to Yonghe Palace, but he liked it very much.

Seeing Su Peisheng limping towards him, Xiao Xiazi hurried forward.

"Master, nothing happened in the hall for now."

"Okay, I understand."

Xiao Xiazi took two steps back and pushed Xiao Dongzi aside.

Su Peisheng caught a glimpse of it and pretended not to see anything.

He understands that only when there is competition among the younger ones will they be filial to him.

After half an hour, a cool breeze blew and Su Peisheng shivered with cold.

He looked up at the haloed sun, respectfully went into the room to add more tea, and only after seeing that the emperor's face was not so gloomy did he carefully consider it.

"Your Majesty, I heard from my subordinates that Concubine Shu's palace has made a thick white mutton bone soup. If it's so cold..."

The greed in him couldn't be suppressed.

"Alright, I'll feel sorry for you, my little slave, for once. Send a message to Yonghe Palace saying I'm going to have dinner."

He knew that the old man Su Peisheng was trying various ways to get him to relax.

Furthermore, Concubine Shu is kind and treats the palace ladies well.

The emperor is also willing to give this face.

"I obey your order. Thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty."

As soon as An Lingrong woke up, she learned that Xiao Xia Zi had come to deliver the news that the emperor was coming to Yonghe Palace for dinner.

When Concubine Wan was suing Concubine Hua, Xiao Xia Zi was also waiting outside the palace and witnessed the whole process.

"Your Majesty, I suspect that Su Peisheng was responsible for Liu Bin's death. The Emperor intends to protect Concubine Hua. This must be because General Nian is in trouble."

"Okay, I understand."

"Bao Que, Eunuch Xia has worked hard. Take him to have a bowl of mutton soup."

Nian Gengyao was indeed a great general who was ruthless and ruthless. He used his own life in exchange for the safety of the rest of the Nian family.

It’s a pity that after this incident, I will never see that bright and beautiful woman again.

When the emperor arrived, she naturally had to welcome him happily.

After seeing Hongzhan yawning, the two returned to the main house.

"Rong'er, I heard that the small kitchen in Yonghe Palace has always been serving mutton bone soup?"

"Your Majesty, I thought the weather was getting colder, so I bought some bones that the kitchen had discarded. Don't underestimate these bones; they are very delicious when stewed over high heat."

It was Bao Ge who suggested using the meat bones to make soup.

When their lives were difficult in the past, they often picked up the bones that the butchers rejected.

Wash and crush the large bones, add ginger and shallots, and simmer for a few hours. It will be extremely delicious.

"Okay, give me a bowl too."

An Lingrong smiled and said yes.

"Your Majesty, how about some mutton noodles and mutton soup for dinner?"

"Okay, I'll let Rong'er arrange dinner."

After a while, two red-hot red clay stoves were placed on the table, and Baoque and Baoge brought two small copper pots of thick white mutton soup.

The emperor looked on without saying a word, quietly watching the yellow sprouts, white cabbage, red-billed green parrot, king melon, radish, carrot, lotus root, mulberry, raw noodles, tender lamb and beef being served one by one.

It was not until An Lingrong brought two bowls of mixed unknown substances that he spoke uncertainly.

"Rong'er, is this what you're having for dinner?"

"Your Majesty, you know I love food. Whenever I have some free time, I think about how to eat it."

"Just throw these vegetables directly into the sizzling pot, and they'll be cooked through in just twenty breaths. Then coat them with our special sauce, and I guarantee you'll want more."

She stuffed the chopsticks directly into the emperor's hand, apologized, and picked up a red-billed green parrot with chopsticks and put it into the bubbling pot in front of her.

"Your Majesty, please do it yourself."

With An Lingrong's example, the emperor quickly learned how to blanch dishes and even cleverly controlled the portion.

Seeing that the emperor was working hard, An Lingrong quickened her pace.

Thanks to the emperor's blessing, she has the opportunity to eat "dongzi goods" today, so she has to eat more.

"Rong'er, you are so thin, you need to eat more."

The emperor personally picked up a large chopstick of fresh beef slices for An Lingrong.

He was addicted to eating and discovered that fresh melon slices were more delicious than meat. If he didn't think of a solution, Concubine Shu would probably only leave him two large plates of meat.