Get the resurrection scroll, and eat melons and meat after entering the book

Wu Qing felt a pang of frustration at the time. They were clearly deeply in love with each other, so why couldn't they just talk it out? Why couldn't they just meet again? Why couldn't they just exchange news?

Wu Qing was really upset after reading this article. It was only after reading the whole article that she understood the meaning of the novel's title.

"The General's General" is about General Gu Shixin who used his own life to trick the emperor.

And that dog emperor was not sitting on the throne at all. It was obvious that Gu Shixin used the throne as a prison to trap the emperor whom he had personally pushed to the throne, making it impossible for him to die.

That Gu Shixin is really a troublemaker. If you make me feel bad, I will repay you double! He is also a ruthless character.

The emperor's seventh sister and ninth brother also made Wu Qing feel uncomfortable.

The seventh sister vowed to become a female general since she was young, but due to years of fighting, her face and body were left with scars, and she refused to marry until her death.

The ninth brother was appointed Prime Minister when he was in his teens. He was a brick of the revolution. He was moved wherever he was needed. No matter what task he took over, he would do his best to serve the emperor and his third brother.

He controlled floods, strangled cults, and pacified the border... but he had no idea about the throne. In the end, he became ill from overwork and died before the dog emperor.

It’s no wonder that Helian Hao adopted his eldest son and passed on the throne to him.

After reading a book, Wu Qing really wanted to send a razor blade to the author.

How can there be a mother like this? All of them only had a good past, and none of them had a happy ending.

I didn't expect that I would end up in this book.

In the early autumn afternoon, the sun shines through the sparse clouds, casting dappled light and shadows, covering the ancient palace with a faint golden glow.

The breeze, like the most delicate painter in nature, gently sways the treetops, bringing a subtle scent of osmanthus, which interweaves with the coolness in the air, gently passing through the path in front of the Imperial Tea and Kitchen, brushing against every face, whether hurried or leisurely, as if it can see into people's hearts and quietly take away the fatigue and worldly troubles on people's faces.

Wu Qing sat at the rustic wooden table, holding a bowl of warm meal in her hands.

This was her first meal in the palace. After adding this bowl, she was no longer as hungry as the first one. She sniffed it before beginning to taste it carefully.

The taste? This naturally made her, a little foodie, squint her eyes involuntarily.

She enjoyed the comfort from her taste buds and was no longer in a hurry to satisfy her stomach.

The delicious taste of the food instantly bloomed in Wu Qing's mouth. She savored it carefully before swallowing it.

The early autumn breeze and the chirping of insects form a wonderful combination, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

She also basically remembered the contents of the book "The General's General".

Wu Qing looked up and looked around.

The people sitting in the Imperial Tea and Kitchen! Wu Qing began to sip the rest of her meal, scanning the room as best she could. Haha! They were all working people.

When she first took a one-day tour of the Forbidden City, she passed by the entrance of the Imperial Tea and Kitchen. She only read the words written on the sign and did not go in due to time constraints. If she had known that she would be able to travel through a book, she would have definitely explored the Forbidden City to its fullest.

Although we are not entering the Forbidden City of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it seems that the functions of various departments in the palace are roughly the same.

There's no point in regretting it, as I only have a general impression of everything in the palace.

As a foodie, Wu Qing had even taken the opportunity to listen to the paid tour guide's explanation when she first arrived at the Imperial Tea House. She remembered the guide saying:

The masters in the palace had dinner around the end of the Wei hour, which was around two in the afternoon.

The palace maids, eunuchs and others were there at the beginning of the Shen period, which was around three o'clock in the afternoon.

In the palaces that did not have small kitchens, eunuchs or palace maids would go to the imperial tea and pantry to bring food boxes back to their respective palaces, and the masters would eat in their own palaces.

Each palace has a small kitchen, and the food prepared in the small kitchen is also for the palace masters, so the palace servants still have to come to the imperial tea and food room.

The servants would serve their masters after they had finished their meals, and when they came back to deliver the food boxes, they would eat in the large dining hall called the Imperial Tea and Kitchen.

The famous "Imperial Kitchen" in Qing palace dramas was only responsible for providing meals to a few masters.

The real masters are the emperor, the empress and the queen mother. If there is an emperor emeritus, he is also considered one of the masters.

The Imperial Tea and Kitchen provided meals not only to concubines, palace maids, eunuchs, and guards, but also to court officials summoned by the emperor.

If the court meetings were late, the officials would also have their meals here.

In TV dramas, the emperor rewards his courtiers with food whenever he is happy. But the food he rewards is made in the imperial kitchen, not the products of the imperial tea kitchen.

Wu Qing sat at the table, and the long-lost feeling of satisfaction in her stomach made her relax completely.

Her eyes began to wander, searching for clues to her next move.

She gently turned the empty bowl in her hand, a smile on her lips. That smile was a veil she had carefully woven, skillfully concealing her inner calculations and caution.

She tried her best to make her voice as gentle as the early spring breeze, and naturally inserted herself into the murmurs of her companions at the table: "He Cui, is the eggplant today the way you cook it in your hometown?"

Her eyes fell gently on the palace maid named He Cui, and she gave her a kind smile, although behind that smile were all her calculations. She had to think carefully about every word she said so as not to reveal that this body had changed.

The palace maid named He Cui just whispered to someone that this is how her mother cooked eggplant, and it made her miss home.

He Cui looked up at me when she heard this, a glint of surprise flashing in her eyes, and a smile curved her lips. "Yes, Sister Wu Qing is so meticulous that she even remembers the dishes from my hometown."

Seeing this, Wu Qing put down the bowl in her hand and said, "I remember you said that. I just saw you eating so happily, and I remembered it. But, speaking of this, we should also pack up and prepare to go back. We can walk together on the way and look after each other."

Wu Qing's proposal was both reasonable and clever, and she found a companion for herself to solve the problem of not knowing the way back to Desheng Hall.

He Cui put the last bite of rice in the bowl into her mouth, patted her stomach with satisfaction, then picked up the handkerchief on her lapel and wiped the corners of her mouth carefully. Her simplicity and seriousness made Wu Qing feel good about her.