Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

Fu Cheng wants the maid to write down the place that was introduced just now, but the problem is that the maid is illiterate and can't write with a pen and paper.

Seeing the serene maid kneeling silently, pleading guilty with some trepidation, Fu Cheng didn't make things difficult for her, and said, "Just call someone who can write, and that's all."

It is normal for the people Yu Hanzhou serves close to him to be illiterate, after all, it is easier to control them this way.

Fu Cheng raised her eyes and looked around, and saw that the waiting maids were all with low brows and narrow eyes, and all of them were kind-hearted. Although they looked young, they were almost all combed in buns, so she hesitated for a while.

He looked at Chang Qingwu, the maid who was called over, and asked, "The hair they comb...why is it different from the maids before?"

Qingwu heard the words and said with a smile: "My lord, there has always been such a rule in the Prime Minister's Mansion. All maids who are over twenty years old will receive subsidies and marry independently. If they intend to continue to work in the Prime Minister's Mansion, it will take five years You can only return to the mansion if you pass the assessment and observation. The same is true for the men in the mansion, such as the servants."

"Oh." Fu Cheng nodded hesitantly.

He silently asked the hexagram: "People in this era still know about assessment periods and marriage subsidies?"

Speaking of which, Yu Hanzhou is an ancient person, but the puffs and other special desserts made for him before, and some of the words he said on weekdays, all have a modern shadow.

Fu Cheng is a modern person, although he thought about this problem before, but because he was too used to it, he didn't think there was anything against it. Now that he thinks about it carefully, he feels something is wrong.

Hexagram image: [I never noticed it.This has nothing to do with fate line. 】

"What is related to Yu Hanzhou, how come it has nothing to do with the fate line?" Fu Cheng felt that the hexagrams were unreliable, "I won't ask you anymore, you can go."

Disliked hexagram: […]

Silent for a moment, still trying to remedy it.

[Because this vision made Yu Hanzhou even more powerful in his official career, but it had no effect on his fate. 】

Fu Cheng blinked when he heard the words, a little understanding.

So it wasn't that Yu Hanzhou had some adventures and knew such advanced knowledge, but other reasons?

"For example, the weird cook who made me dessert?" Fu Cheng asked.

Hexagram image: [Yes. 】

"Then I know, let's go." Fu Cheng snorted lightly.

She didn't expect to appease the person who still wants to be kicked out: [You are in poor health, you have to watch. 】

"You are so annoying, why didn't you do this before?" Fu Cheng was puzzled.

The hexagram image was silent for a moment, before saying: [Isn't Yu Hanzhou the same? 】

"He's different from you." Fu Cheng replied lazily.

The hexagram finally retreated.

Fu Cheng didn't care much about its performance, after all, the hexagram also said that he was not a human being and had no such thing as emotions.

Qing Wu wrote it for the maid, and presented it to Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng took it and glanced at it, then folded it up and handed it to the other party.

"Let Yu Hanzhou put it away."

He can't understand...

It's not that I can't read at all, I can read some words, but I've been sick recently, I haven't touched a book, and I haven't learned much.

"Where did the cook who made me dessert go?"

After thinking about it, Fu Cheng still tried to ask.

Qingwu subconsciously clenched her hands when she heard the words, hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Fu Cheng frowned, and looked at her coldly.

"why do not you talk?"

A cook, whose status is not much different from that of a maid, theoretically there is nothing that cannot be said, right?

After all, Qingwu was born in Jing'anwei, everything is based on the order of the master, and he immediately blessed the body, saying:

"Back to the prince, the servants were not on duty here before, so they don't know much about the cook. However, if the prince refers to the cook who can make all kinds of novelty snacks, then there is no such person in the prime minister's mansion."

"Oh, you mean, he's not from the prime minister's residence?" Fu Cheng asked slowly.

"Exactly." Qingwu glanced back, turned back, and said in a low voice, "My lord, the person who made snacks for you recently should be the second-rank doctor Guanglu and Mr. Zhou Yunqing. Mr. Zhou has seen it since he was a child." Fei Fei, he has some insights in government affairs, first he became a staff member of the Prime Minister's Mansion by chance, and later, because of his repeated ingenuity, Master Zhou was promoted by the Prime Minister, and he was promoted all the way up, and was promoted to Doctor Guanglu last year."

"Master Zhou is famous for his extraordinary culinary skills. The slaves are fortunate to have seen the dim sum made by him, which is almost the same as the one used by the prince recently. It should be made by Master Zhou."

"Really?" After hearing this, Fu Cheng turned to look at the exquisite mousse cake on the small table, and suddenly asked, "You said that Zhou Yunqing is from the second rank, so why would you make me a dessert?"

"This..." Qingwu smiled, "The staff of the prime minister's mansion are supposed to solve the prime minister's worries and problems. Even if Mr. Zhou is promoted, he is still a member of the prime minister's mansion. I don't know if the prime minister ordered Mr. Zhou to do so."

Just like Jing'an guards basically have official positions, but to Yu Hanzhou, none of them will call themselves the official, and they all call themselves subordinates. This is another form of sincere submission and loyalty.

Fu Cheng also knew this truth, but he always felt a little strange.

Just as he was thinking, he saw Gao Zhi walking over with a few servants.

"My lord, my lord said that at your age, someone should take care of you. These servants are specially trained by your lord Tang Qingfeng. They are honest and responsible. Can you see if you like them?"

Hearing this, Fu Cheng glanced sideways at the servants who were waiting quietly, and tilted her head for a moment.

"Are you lying to me? Isn't this a eunuch?"

Although each of them looks tall and big, the eunuchs who have been in the palace for a long time have some characteristics that cannot be erased at all, and they are different at a glance.

Gao Zhi hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the eunuchs are all educated by palace rules and are better at serving people. Those little servants are rough-handed and rough-footed. I'm afraid it's not considerate to call them. The adults said that you are still young, and the slaves under you It is even more important to choose an honest and obedient one, so as not to make a mistake and offend the prince."

"Okay then." Fu Cheng turned his head to look carefully, pointed to the last two, and said, "That's all they are, you can choose the ones that are more."

These are all Yu Hanzhou's people, all of them are loyal, and astrology can't find even the slightest thing wrong, so there is no need to carefully select them.

Gao Zhi glanced at it, hurriedly asked people to kowtow to Fu Cheng, and then kept six more people down, gathered eight people, let Fu Cheng meet one by one, and then led them back.

Because Fu Cheng was too lazy to name them, the servants continued to use their original names.

The configuration of eight servants and eight maids should be the specifications of a prince's son, but now that Yu Hanzhou is in charge of Fucheng, and the old emperor wants to make up for it, no one dares to say a word against the rules.

Fu Cheng didn't really care much about having a "follower" for him, and he didn't understand the unique way of showing respect to the ancients. He just thought it was a routine rule and didn't take it to heart.

Moreover, Fu Cheng didn't ask about Zhou Yunqing's other matters because of Gao Zhi's interruption, which made him a little concerned.

Qingwu said that Zhou Yunqing was one of the staff of the prime minister's mansion, responsible for advising the prime minister, that is to say, he was Yu Hanzhou's subordinate.

Then, apart from those modern snacks, some of the more modern rules that Yu Hanzhou made on weekdays are probably also Zhou Yun's idea...

Why does this person know this?

"Guaxiang, is he from modern times?"

Hexagram: [It has nothing to do with the fate line, no need to pay attention. 】

"What use do you think you can do yourself?" Fu Cheng cursed dissatisfiedly, and drove away the hexagram.

When Yu Hanzhou came to pick him up, he saw that he was unhappy, so he quickly bent over to pick him up, sat on the imperial concubine's couch by himself, and put Fu Cheng by his side to hug him.

"Go sail." The man turned his head and ordered.

Jing'an guards retreated one after another.

Seeing this, Fu Cheng asked, "Do you want to drive the boat to the shore?"

"Yes." Yu Hanzhou smiled and tied the cloak tie for him, and coaxed, "Driving to the shore, I will carry you off the boat and keep it safe so that no one can see you."

Fu Cheng doesn't like to meet outsiders, this is something Yu Hanzhou has known for a long time.

Sure enough, the boy couldn't control the corner of his mouth when he heard this, revealing a sweet smile.

Just turning her head to see Yu Hanzhou staring at her, Fu Cheng immediately put away her smile, pretended not to care, looked at the hazy river bank in the distance, and said: "Then you have to protect me well."

Yu Hanzhou suppressed a smile for a moment, pinched Fu Cheng's chin, leaned over and kissed the dimple, and said with a smile: "Naturally."

"Why do you keep kissing me? You can't do it when you go ashore, or people will see you." Fu Cheng stared at Yu Hanzhou.

"But isn't Chengcheng going to pester me?" Yu Hanzhou teased him.

"Bah, you took the initiative to take me with you." Fu Cheng's face couldn't help turning red, and she insisted on looking at Yu Hanzhou, refusing to admit defeat.

"Okay, okay." Yu Hanzhou stopped him quickly, and coaxed him, "Why were you so angry just now? Didn't you ask the maid to write me the place you want to go? Or did they not serve you well?"

"No..." Fu Cheng pursed her thin lips, and with a little force, a mark was printed there.

Yu Hanzhou rubbed his chin to prevent him from biting it, and said, "Why is that?"

Fu Cheng raised his eyelids and glanced at the man, then suddenly said: "I just asked the maid about the people around you, and she said someone named Zhou Yunqing. You still let him make snacks?"

Yu Hanzhou was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, as if he didn't expect Fu Cheng to mention this person, he said inexplicably: "You mean Doctor Guanglu Zhou Yun? His original name was Zhou Yun, Zhou Yunqing was given by the emperor."

"Yeah. Did you ask him to make snacks?" Fu Cheng didn't even know how to hide it, she just grabbed someone and asked.

Yu Hanzhou's thoughts turned, and he felt a little bit sorry, and he couldn't help but said with a smile: "Well, he is the staff of the truth, he has a wide range of knowledge, and is quite useful, just to make the best use of everything."

Hearing this, Fu Cheng frowned in displeasure for a moment, then turned her head and pointed to the mousse cake on the small table, and said, "Someone throw this to feed the fish."

After finishing speaking, he was not very satisfied, and immediately changed his words: "No, I don't feed the fish, send them back to let people eat by themselves."

Yu Hanzhou looked at him with a smile, and asked cooperatively: "Why do you want the cook to eat it by himself? Didn't you say earlier that you like this dessert?"

Fu Cheng snorted immediately, and said: "I don't like it now, I don't eat anything that wasn't made by you."

"If you ask any of your staff to make snacks for me, you just don't pay attention and perfunctory me."

Yu Hanzhou was suddenly put on a hat. He was angry and funny for a while, and asked the maid to bring down the snacks. Then he grabbed Fu Cheng's waist and easily lifted him onto his lap to sit, with his arms wrapped around him. Let move.

Fu Cheng was pressed down by the man behind him, and the scorching breath sprayed on her sensitive ears, she couldn't help shrinking her neck, a little unconvinced, she turned her head and said: "Why are you so anxious, I hit the spot?"

"What are you talking about?" Yu Hanzhou gritted his teeth and pinched his chin. Seeing that it turned red in a short while, he was a little helpless. He lost all anger at the moment, and explained in a low voice while hugging the person.

"Why did you lose your temper when you didn't care about anything? Zhou Yun's dishes are rare in the world, so he made Fuchu's imperial chef learn for two years. Now that he has learned it, he can cook it for you. What's wrong?"

Fu Cheng opened her eyes slightly when she heard the sound, and turned her head to look at Yu Hanzhou in a daze.

He looked so cute in a daze, Yu Hanzhou couldn't help but kissed his reddish cheek again, causing Fu Cheng to flush red in embarrassment.

He silently pushed Yu Hanzhou away, turned around, held back for a long time, and then whispered in Yu Hanzhou's ear who came over.

"You didn't make it clear. I thought the dim sum was made by Zhou, so you must eat his cooking every day..."

"Nonsense, I only ate the truth once, thinking that it might be useful in the future, so I sent someone to study it." Yu Hanzhou explained patiently, and at the same time looked at the expression of the person in his arms calmly.

Those light-colored eyes were inexplicably bright, like some kind of ferocious beast that had trekked for a long time to find its prey, with a bit of uncontrollable excitement.

Fu Cheng was terrified by the man's eyes, and the more she looked, the more panicked she became, she hurriedly turned around, pulled up the hood of the cloak with one hand, and wrapped herself up.

He was inexplicably guilty and short of breath, and he didn't know what was wrong with him, let alone why Yu Hanzhou looked at him like this.

I was at a loss for a while, so I just lowered my head and played with the hairball by myself, wondering if I said something wrong just now...

He was just a little angry, so he asked, and it was nothing...

But even so, Yu Hanzhou behind him still didn't allow him to escape, and quickly pinched him and pressed him back, rubbed his thin lips lightly on his cheek, pecked his face from back to front, and asked him in a hoarse voice.

"Why was Chengcheng angry just now? It's because, the truth is that you may eat Zhou Qing's cooking every day, are you unhappy?"

Fu Cheng immediately forgot everything when he heard the words, and said, "Your name is still Zhou Qing?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he came back to his senses, quickly covered his face with the collar of the fluffy cloak, and muttered: "I didn't say anything. I was just curious. You heard it wrong."

"Really? Did you hear me wrong?" Yu Hanzhou couldn't stop smiling, but the hands holding him became tighter and tighter.

"But I don't want to get it wrong, and I don't want to just muddle through it. What do you think should I do?"

The author says:

I arrived at home after ten o'clock in the evening, and the normal update will resume tomorrow.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!