Zhen Siwen, alive.

"Your Majesty, Zhen Siwen is alive!"

When Han Shitou sent the news to the opera garden, the emperor who was playing the piano breathed a sigh of relief.

"That gangster is alive?"

That day, some people said that Zhen Siwen looked like a gangster. As word spread, Zhen Siwen's reputation as a gangster in northern Xinjiang was widely known, even to the emperor in the palace.

"Yes." Han Shitou said with a smile: "When Zhen Siwen woke up, he actually asked if the five thousand stones of grain had been shipped. With that look, if he said no, he would probably be bumped to death on the bed. Both of them pressed

Can’t live.”

"Too strong! Too strong!"

The imperial concubine covered her heart with a delicate look on her face.

The emperor smiled and said: "Northern Xinjiang is not a good place, and many officials are reluctant to go there. Later, the Ministry of Revenue had no choice, so it suggested that some officials who had made mistakes should be sent there, which could be regarded as meritorious services.

Those officials who went to Northern Xinjiang knew that if they wanted to come back, they would have to work hard. Therefore, it didn't take long for them to become extremely vicious. I was thinking about how interesting it would be if this method was used on all the officials of the Tang Dynasty.

.”

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The imperial concubine heard this interestingly and couldn't help laughing with her chest raised.

Seeing the two lumps shaking up and down, the emperor's eyes couldn't help but be a little strange, and then he sighed, "Let's go back and prepare some herbal tea."

"yes."

Han Shitou agreed.

The imperial concubine gasped with laughter, "Oh! Your Majesty said it. I couldn't help it when I thought about the evil."

"Those officials like to pretend so much, but when you get there, pretending won't work. Hahaha!"

The emperor laughed.

"Your Majesty, Minister Liang would like to see you."

Liang Jing came in and after saluting, the emperor asked: "Has it been found?"

Liang Jing said: "The five thousand shi of grain went to Southern Xinjiang, but after arriving in Southern Xinjiang, Shi Zhongtang actually snatched most of it, saying that the grain from the Ministry of Revenue could not be used to feed the hogs."

Isn’t that ‘adopted son’ too bold?

The imperial concubine hurriedly explained to her adopted son, "Yunshan slave has a straightforward temper. Erlang, he only needs to be scolded by others."

The imperial concubine's rare interference in politics shocked several of the chamberlains.

The emperor said calmly: "Well done!"

Well!

The imperial concubine glanced at Liang Jing and said, "I'm just afraid of being domineering."

The emperor smiled and said: "People say that a child's character can be revealed by washing his hands. Did you see anything when you washed his hands for Yunshan slaves?"

The imperial concubine sighed lightly, her face flushed with embarrassment, "What did your Majesty say?"

The emperor's face immediately turned red.

Han Shitou waved his hand and quietly retreated with his men.

Standing outside, listening to the gasps inside, Han Shitou thought of Yang Xuan.

Will Bei Liao go south?

If we go south, might Chenzhou be fine?

The movement suddenly stopped.

One of the chamberlains was about to poke his head in to take a look. Han Shitou snorted lightly, and the chamberlain quickly stepped back.

But I was a little confused, thinking that everything was over here? Why didn't Young Supervisor Han make any move?

After a while, there was movement again.

This time there was much less movement.

Then, it stopped again.

Han Shitou didn't move.

The crowd didn't move.

This time the movement was louder, but it ended quickly.

Han Shitou pointed inside, where the chambermaids and maids came in carrying cleaning utensils.

The emperor was lying on the couch, and the imperial concubine looked frail and frail.

Later, Han Shitou went out.

The chamberlain followed and said, "I almost made a mistake earlier."

"In the future, please pay more attention."

"Yes." The chamberlain scratched his head, "Before I came to Liyuan, I served the prince in the East Palace. Why is this kind of thing so complicated?"

Han Shitou said: "Young man, work hard together."

The chamberlain was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he later asked an old chamberlain for advice.

The old chamberlain stretched out his hand.

"greedy!"

The chamberlain gave me two pennies.

The old chamberlain took the copper coins and said: "As I get older, I pee very hard and I can't finish it in one go. When I get tired halfway, I take a rest. When I have rested enough, I come again... When I feel tired, I take a rest."

"That's it!" The waiter suddenly realized.

The old chamberlain sneered, "What do you understand? If you're like you, we won't be surprised if you die next time."

Not everyone has the habit of being watched. When the noble man was in the mood, a waiter suddenly came in from outside... Damn, if I don't kill you, I won't be able to keep up with our mood.

The chamberlain was startled and bowed, "I still want to ask for advice..."

"For the sake of your willingness to give money, let me tell you about it. It can also be regarded as a good relationship." The old chamberlain coughed dryly.

The waiter was all ears.

"Many things are about fate. Watch!"

The old chamberlain's back was loose, suddenly straight, and then loose again... then straight, then loose again...

…

"Wow!"

Early in the morning, A Liang started crying out of nowhere.

Zheng Wuniang had just hugged and coaxed Zhou Qin into the backyard and coughed dryly, "I'm here."

He took the child and shook it skillfully a few times, "I'm not telling you to wait, you have to be patient with your child."

"yes."

When Yang Xuan and his wife heard the sound, they came out and accepted the instruction obediently.

"When I took care of my child, I didn't say that I was not surprised when the mountains collapsed in front of me. The child had diarrhea and I remained motionless. The child cried. I could be calm..."

"Wow! Wow!"

A Liang coughed, "Cough cough cough!"

"Look!" Zhou Qin was a little panicked.

Zheng Wuniang came over and said, "Young Master is crying so much that he can't breathe. Come here, slave!"

When the child was in Zheng Wuniang's hands, she hummed something softly and held the child around. After a while, she stopped.

Zhou Qin couldn't help but said, "Eat breakfast!"

"It's time to eat!"

Wang Laoer shouted in the front yard.

"Go, go, go!"

Zhou Qin stepped forward faster and disappeared in two clicks.

puff!

Zhou Ning covered her mouth and laughed.

The couple eats breakfast together.

"You have too much peppercorns." Zhou Ning looked at Yang Xuan's buns and smelled the strong smell of peppercorns, feeling a little worried.

"It only tastes good when it's numb."
To be continued...