The magpie patted her shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry, just learn how to cook from the senior manager. The empress is very optimistic about you."
Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked her to come to Zhang Xiuzhu today because he was afraid that she would be frightened.
Zhang Xiuzhu pursed her lips and wiped her tears: "Thank you, the Queen. I will definitely make more delicious sauce chicken to repay her."
Why does the empress want to eat the sauce chicken she made?
It was obviously an opportunity to tell her that she did not need to be buried with him, so that she could learn her craft in the imperial kitchen in peace.
The Queen trusts her so much and treats her so well, so she must cook more delicious dishes to repay her.
Many, many years later, when Zhang Xiuzhu became the first-generation chef and had many peaches and plums all over the world, she was still very grateful that the Empress gave her the opportunity to display her skills.
At that time, the Empress did not need her thanks at all, because there were already thousands of women established in thousands of industries.
These are all things for later. Zhang Xiuzhu now is just a fifteen-year-old girl whose legs will become weak due to being frightened.
She still has a long road ahead, and Jiang Xinyue’s road also has a long, long road...
One day, they will meet at the top, and there will be countless women like her standing on the top, looking up at their common white moonlight.
And now, Zhang Xiuzhu is going to help the senior manager prepare the dishes.
"You are too cowardly. If you are this useless again, don't say you are my disciple when you go out."
"Master, you are not afraid that I will be beheaded. Why are your hands shaking?"
"Dare you talk back to the master? Cut the carrots for me twenty times, and each time they must be as thin as cicada wings."
Magpie wiped her mouth, turned around and left the imperial dining room. The person behind the injury to His Highness the Crown Prince was punished. She was in a good mood and was jumping around when she walked.
"Hey! Ha! Hey-hey ha!"
There was a "swish" sound of a stick waving in the air, and a slim figure in black clothes flew gracefully under the big tree. The spear in her hand was like a dragon flying out, with lightning speed and murderous intent.
The surrounding area was full of fallen leaves, but the area around the woman dancing with the gun was clean, with not even a single fallen leaf.
If it weren't for the powerful marksmanship, it really wouldn't be possible.
interesting! It’s so exciting!
The magpie enjoyed watching it, dancing with swords and guns, and she also liked it very much.
"What are you looking at?"
Someone tapped her shoulder. Magpie turned around, but there was no one behind her. She was tapped on the other shoulder again. When she turned around this time, she saw a large bouquet of roses.
The magpie took the flower and hammered the herring on the shoulder: "Okay, you, the emperor planted this for the queen. How dare you pick so much? Wait until I tell the queen and let her beat you."
The green fish boy smiled affectionately, pulled out the long sword from his waist and rushed out, with a high-spirited smile on his face.
"Hello!"
The magpie failed to catch him and could only watch the herring and the girl fighting together.
She likes to watch, and Qingyu will let her watch as much as she can, happily and wonderfully.
The girl who was wielding the gun also had her eyes brightened up, as if she didn't expect someone to come up and give her some tricks. The two of them were fighting fiercely, and they couldn't tell each other apart.
From the initial worry to the later appreciation, the two of them fought for at least a hundred rounds.
Until she shouted to Qingyu: "You guys fight slowly, I'm going back to Kunning Palace."
The world is big, and her mother-in-law is the biggest.
After wasting these hours, it was time for her to go back.
Qingyu was no longer merciless, raised his sword, and the spear in the girl's hand was thrown away.
He didn't mean to show off, so he caught the spear and threw it back to the astonished girl, then chased after the magpie's back: "Magpie, wait for me."
Shi Ruojun grabbed Qingyu's collar: "Hey! What's your name? Which palace are you from? I come here to practice every day. I knocked down all the masters the Queen hired for me. You are very good. Can I ask you to be my master in the future?"
Qingyu was in a hurry to chase the magpie. He opened her hand with a flick of the scabbard and hurried away.
What to teach?
He has no intention of taking on a female apprentice. The imperial guards are very busy, okay?
Shi Ruojun advocated force, and Qingyu's force value was very strong, so her eyes shone brightly and she muttered silently: "Magpie? She seems to be the maid next to the queen."
That would be easy.
The empress said that as long as she likes to practice martial arts, she can find a good master for her. She thinks the little master just now is good.
If you like magpies, you can find out by asking around. When the time comes, you can ask the Queen to ask if this can be done.
Shi Ruojun was very happy to have found a good mentor for himself. Entering the palace was indeed the right choice. His father said that the queen was favored. As long as she entered the palace, she would not have to serve men, she could also solve her life-long affairs, and she would not have to listen to those long-talking people at home every day. The woman commented that she could not get married.
Now she is fine. Not only is she married, but she is also married to the most powerful man in the world. She has become the mistress and empress of the palace, served by groups of servants. Her boss, the empress, also appreciates her talent and allows her to Which house's mistress would be so open-minded about learning martial arts?
It can be said that after entering the palace, she fell into a happy nest.
If she dreams bigger, maybe she can realize her ideal in the future and become a female general who protects her family and country!
The little maid behind her shook her head helplessly. There was a master who only wanted to be a female general. She didn't know whether it was good or bad in this palace. How could any concubine not compete for favor?
Don't they all say that the palace is dangerous, and if you don't fight, you will die?
In Kunning Palace, the prince raised his little hand and touched Jiang Xinyue's slightly swollen belly: "Brother, younger, younger, younger..."
Emperor Xuanwu stared: "Sister, sister, sister..."
The little prince frowned, and then said louder: "Brother, younger brother, younger brother, younger brother..."
The fourth prince looked at his father, then at the prince's younger brother, and quietly whispered in Jiang Xinyue's ear: "Queen mother, my father is so childish!"
He actually competed with the prince's younger brother who didn't understand anything.
The emperor cleared his throat: "You can speak louder so that the people waiting outside can hear you calling your father childish."
The fourth prince stuck out his tongue, took the prince's hand and ran inside: "Brother prince, fourth brother will take you to whack moles."
"Ah ah ah ah ah……"
The little prince roared crazily: "Hit, beat, beat, beat..."
The emperor and empress chatted in a normal manner, and the palace attendants naturally withdrew. The emperor frowned with some worry: "Children are very clever with their mouths, and what's in Yue'er's belly is probably a prince."
He already has many sons, but he doesn't have any little princess named Xiangxiang Ruanruan, who was born to Yue'er.
Jiang Xinyue slapped his hand away: "What? My concubine gave birth to a prince, doesn't the emperor like it?"
The Shen family had a throne to inherit, and those ministers could not persuade the emperor to get rid of the rain and dew. They could only pray to the queen to give birth to more princes, so as not to let the emperor's heirs wither.
