Chapter 122 Deliberately making things worse
[Well, Lord Zhu, this is really miserable. I was tricked by my daughter and almost lost my life. Now I don’t dare to plead for my daughter. In order to save the family, I can only pretend that I never gave birth to this daughter. 】
Chu Liuzheng was walking around the house while picking up the system.
[Speaking of which, does Ambassador Anivar, Gao Changguo, have a mental problem? He actually truly believed in the existence of Feng Nu, and even wanted to secretly bring Feng Nu back to the country to help Emperor Gaochang unify the world. He also planned it seriously, and when Princess Hercules found out, she slapped her in the corner and woke up. 】
[Tsk, tsk, this ambassador went behind the tyrant’s back to communicate with the officials of the Sheng Kingdom. He wanted to buy firearms from Han Ruoyu. He didn’t even scratch the lice on his head. He also wanted to catch Feng Nu to cause trouble. Could he have thought that the tyrant had banned him? Is it enough to buy firearms privately in a post house for a few days? Haha, wait and see this ambassador cry when he is tricked by the tyrant~]
[By the way, isn’t Han Dazhong going to Japan to work as a craftsman? How's the progress? 】
Chu Liuzheng hadn't seen any news about this person for a long time. Now he suddenly remembered it and immediately rummaged through the system.
[The Japanese envoys were very low-key. Apart from meeting the tyrant, they huddled in the post house and hardly went out, nor did they communicate with other envoys. It fits the image they have been portraying to the outside world that we are poor and weak. 】
[Well... Han Ruoyu... got it! 】
【Fuck! ! This guy has actually managed to sneak in, and now he has the trust of the Japanese ambassador, who promised to take him back to Japan. 】
[Hiss - The Japanese country is so xenophobic, Han Da Chongming has gained the trust of all the envoys so quickly, he is quite capable. Let me see how Han Dacongming got in? 】
Chu Liuzheng turned forward, and several pieces of gossip flashed quickly in front of his eyes.
[Hey, the system is better in your mind, and the reading speed is increased by N times! 】
【here! ! 】
Chu Liuzheng's consciousness suddenly focused on the gossip in front of him. After scanning it in seconds, his mouth opened slightly in surprise.
【Frog Fun! Han Ruoyu actually made several latest firearm models with his own hands based on his memory. Is this the brain structure of a smart person? 】
Looking at the text description of the system, Chu Liuzheng felt as if he had watched a thrilling action movie.
[Han Da Chongming pretended to escape from Shuntian Mansion with a narrow escape, and then took advantage of the opportunity Xiao Da created for him to break into the presence of the Japanese ambassador. With his sharp tongue, he deceived the Japanese envoys into not talking, and also let the Japanese ambassador The envoys thought that he held various formulas for Shengguo's fire/medicine, so they treated him as a guest. 】
Chu Liuzheng took a long breath.
【Wow! Look at this person's reaction and this rhetoric, it only leads to no conclusion. Anyway, it's all your words. He didn't say it. When the time comes, he really can't fool him and can't explain it all. 】
[With his reaction speed and courage in this conversation, the katana pierced his eyes, and he didn’t even blink. Tsk tsk, he has a strong psychological quality, he is simply born to be a craftsman. 】
Chu Liuzheng began to look forward to Han Ruoyu's troubled life after going to the Japanese country. It was best to turn the Japanese country upside down!
Mo Xiang pushed the door in with a food box and saw that Chu Liuzheng was still walking around the house. She advised him softly: "You have been walking for almost half an hour. Sit down and rest for a while. Be careful. Your legs are sore." .”
"Okay." Chu Liuzheng smelled the aroma of chicken soup, turned around, walked over and sat down at the table.
Mo Xiang took out the soup bowl from the food box, opened the lid, took a bowl from the cabinet, filled the chicken soup inside and fed it to Chu Liuzheng.
"I heard from the people in the imperial dining room that Concubine Yun was so happy these past two days that she couldn't eat anything."
[Isn’t Concubine Yun falsely pregnant? What's the sudden joy? ] Chu Liuzheng spit out the chicken bones on the table and looked at Mo Xiang in confusion.
Mo Xiang fed her a spoonful of soup and lowered her voice: "I heard that Concubine Yun once ate a kind of sour apricot at Your Majesty's place. Concubine Rong made it herself. She thought about the taste very much. , if you can’t eat it, you can’t eat anything else.”
[This is interesting. The tyrant ordered that no one else be allowed to visit, and things could not be sent in. Concubine Yun suddenly made such a fuss. Could it be that... she wanted Concubine Rong to be the culprit of her 'miscarriage'? 】
Chu Liuzheng's eyes rolled slightly: "The imperial dining room has collected rare treasures from all over the world, and there are several chefs who are good at making snacks. How come they can't make the sour apricot that Concubine Yun wants to eat?"
Snacks like sour apricot don’t require complicated processes.
"I did make a lot of them, but they were all thrown out by Concubine Yun, saying they didn't taste like this." Mo Xiang fed her a piece of chicken, "I heard that Concubine Yun couldn't even drink the anti-fetal medicine, and the imperial hospital was in emergency. We have to go around and around, if we can't think of a way, we may make trouble to His Majesty."
[Hey, isn’t this intentional to make things worse? 】
Chu Liuzheng felt strange: "Concubine Yun is so happy that she is so angry, but the queen has not intervened in this matter?"
"The Empress is also pregnant. Perhaps she is low on energy. She only sent people to the Yaohua Palace to inquire and asked the imperial kitchen to do their best. She did not give any other instructions. Instead, Concubine Shu ordered the small kitchen to imitate Concubine Rong to make sour apricots. I tried some methods and sent them, but Concubine Yun still felt that they didn’t taste right.”
"Chun Zhaoyi also sent someone to deliver some. Concubine Yun smelled the smell and had people throw it out. I heard that Chun Zhaoyi's face was very ugly."
【No one will look good if someone throws it out like garbage with good intentions. 】
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Chu Liuzheng could understand Chun Zhaoyi's mood very well.
"I heard from the people in the Imperial Dining Room that His Majesty left several ministers to have a meal in the Yangxin Hall. According to the usual practice, if anyone wants to report, they should report the matter after dinner."
Chu Liuzheng nodded and glanced at Mo Xiang.
[Sister Moxiang never talked about this with me before, and she told me to talk less and do more. Why do you always talk to me now? 】
Chu Liuzheng was puzzled, but seeing that Mo Xiang was just chatting away casually, he couldn't bring himself to specifically ask.
[Perhaps I’m overthinking it. Taking care of patients is so boring. Sister Moxiang doesn’t have the system to take advantage of me like me. I have to find a way to relieve her boredom. In this palace, there are only a few ways for the maids to relieve their boredom, and it is common for them to share gossip with their little sisters. 】
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At the same time, Huaqing Palace.
Xianglu walked out of the small kitchen door carrying a snack box, entered the main hall, and whispered to the beauty leaning on the couch: "Your Majesty, Sour Xing'er is ready."
Concubine Rong slowly opened her eyes, stood up lazily with the support of the little palace maid, put on her big cloak, took the hand stove and held it, and said lazily: "Let's go, give this to my sister Yun Fei who is very happy." Go.”
Xianglu glanced out the window and advised softly: "Mother, it's getting late and it just snowed outside. How can you, a noble person like you, bear the wind and cold? You'd better send me there as a servant."
"My love for you is not in vain." Concubine Rong raised her hand and lightly scratched Xiang Lu's delicate face with her nails dyed with red flakes.
Xianglu's neck suddenly stiffened, her jaw tightened, and she breathed a sigh of relief until the nails were gone.
"The Queen Mother's instructions, of course I must do my best." Concubine Rong turned around holding the stove and said, "Let's go, don't miss the time."