"It's like this, you see, now we have become the prisoners of the most powerful woman in the Tang Dynasty."

"In the next days, I need to use my intelligence to spend it. Isn't that like this?"

Client: Nodded desperately.

"Okay, at this point you have also acknowledged the utmost importance of my arrival."

"So, if you want to fulfill your wish, you must do it according to my way of doing things and rules."

"In the past, emptiness and slandering are a way of dealing with people, and now our state is not a form of turning around if we are willing to die and never surrender."

“So, proper compromise and sacrifice are necessary.”

"Of course, if you use beauty properly, it is also a tool that will always be beneficial."

"You think, there are many kinds of meanings of beauty."

"This person with the highest realm in the world is not the peerless demon who charms the emperor, but the moonlight in his heart that he cannot get it."

"How can we turn your strengths into passiveness into initiative? What we should do now."

"You said right?"

It makes sense, I just need to nod.

Xiaoqiu, who had been persuaded, listened to Gu Zheng continuing.

"Look, since we have been caught, the first bottom line we must determine is to be treated as male favorites without humiliation and sent to His Majesty the Emperor's dragon bed."

"And after getting rid of this embarrassing situation, let's take the next step. Do you think it's okay?"

The little soft-skinned answered firmly: "Okay!"

"That's it!" Gu Zheng, who had successfully fooled him, breathed a sigh of relief, and a feeling of complete harmony of the soul appeared on this body.

This is right. Only with all the control can we take care of this body well.

It’s not Gu Zheng that he, who has long been used to his strong and powerful body, is really not interested in the slim scholar.

Nowadays, it is still a martial Tang Dynasty. Even scholars are enthusiastic, but they are all brave enough to sway with one sword.

A gentleman has six skills. He can kill enemies when he is on a horse and write when he is off a horse. He is integrated and free and easy.

This client is still far from it.

Gu Zheng, who calmed down, calmly closed his eyes and rested in this dark woodshed room.

At this time, he was not forgotten by the servants in Taiping Mansion.

The Neiguan family, who was holding their anger in their hearts, smiled proudly after learning that Gu Zheng had been arrested and returned.

He pinched the orchid fingers that were being tested, twisted the embroidery needle and ordered under the candlelight: "After all, this is the person that His Majesty the Princess likes. We should not be slow to behave."

"Just say it was my order. Gu Xiaolang's body was delicate and tender. Locking in the woodshed was the biggest punishment for him. He was not harsh on food."

"At that time, if you keep your face and skinny, your princess will be useless to come. We are not the ones who will be punished in the end? Why bother?"

"Let those in the kitchen in the dining room deliver some useful food."

"Don't be hungry."

The chief executive said so, and the servants below naturally "obeyed orders and left."

Only this inner manager who was in a state of uncertainty was left, with his swaying back under the candles in the house.

The servant who had come out of his life was trembling all over.

The inner manager is really scary, so he should just convey the other party’s instructions quickly.

When the servants ran away and came to the kitchen, the stove on the big pot was blocked and covered.

Only the small pot was left, which was specially used for the princess's late-night snacks, and a pot of hot water was made in the middle of the day. A cook stayed behind, waiting for instructions at any time.

Seeing that there was finally an open flame, the servant breathed a sigh of relief.

You should know that if the princess eats a bite and it will be heated even if the sky falls and fire is now made, someone will make it.

But if it's just for a boy locked in a woodshed, it's hard to say.

But now, after this servant who was sent to the cook, the other party's answer was very straightforward.

"It's saved, it's easy to do."

"Can soup cakes be?"

"OK."

The cook who got a positive answer rolled up the narrow linen sleeves of Hu's clothing style, tied up the turban on his head, and reached into the pocket of the wheat noodles specially provided for the princess's mansion.

At this time, the easiest meal is a bowl of hot soup cakes.

The soup cakes taste relatively better, so they are naturally delicious and easy to cook.

This cook is indeed a good employed by the princess’s mansion. He mixes a bowl of noodles and a little water together and rubs it evenly on the chopping board.

In a moment, it becomes a dough that is moderately soft and hard and will not stick to the hands.

The round and fat dough was pulled apart by the chef, and with the help of a thin foundation powder, it was directly rolled into a long noodles with a wide and narrow belly of the thumb.

At this time, the cook nodded with satisfaction and placed the dough aside. He started to make the soup for this soup cake without slowing down.

Whether a soup cake tastes delicious or not depends on the noodles and eighth of the soup.

The diced mutton that had been cut aside had been mixed with the yellow flowers, pepper, salt, coriander and shredded green onion in the cook's hand, and they were placed in the bubbling and boiling soup. A unique aroma of the broth was emitted.

As the mutton minced meat turns white, the meat smell becomes more and more intense. When the water temperature is not enough to curl the mutton, it is the time for the chef to perform.

The thin noodles on the table were now pinched by the cook's clever left hand, and the top of the fixed noodles was immediately followed by the right hand, and it was grabbed under the thumb.

As the thumb of the right hand twisted and pulled, a finger-sized noodle piece the size of an egg was pulled down. While this side had just left the large group and the tenacity had not yet retracted, the right hand used this skill to rub it, and a small uneven noodle piece was pronounced as a thin dough roll.

Taking advantage of the heat, my right hand was thrown away with a chic look, maintaining this clear shape, and then I put it in the pot.

This is the art work of a generation of chefs.

It represents the innovation of working people in bringing food to limited conditions.

This way the stewed pork into the pot is delicate and small, thin but not sticky.

As big as a date pit, it rises and falls in the boiling water, making it look beautiful white fish belly.

It is covered with beautiful whiteness of mutton soup, and it is so oily and transparent.

Such a squid represents the highest level of the princess's mansion, and also makes the servants holding the tray feel a sigh.

This is really a different fate among people. Who would have thought that a prisoner would eat so well?

When the servant was sent to the woodshed, when he knocked on the door, his stomach smelled fragrant and started to scream.

This is a real disaster...

The weak servant opened the small window with only half a wide and narrow window on the side of the wood-room that could only accommodate meal delivery.

He shouted inside: "It's time to eat! Come and get the meal!"

After saying that, he handed the tray into the dark wood-room in a dark area.

This sudden roar suddenly interrupted Gu Zheng's thoughts, who was resting with his eyes closed.

Gu Zheng, who thought he would be tortured by inhumans, was ready to be as powerful as a lime chant, but as a result, the food delivery guy came over?

Why don’t you play according to the routine?

However, no matter what you can’t get along with, you can’t get along with your stomach. Gu Zheng, who didn’t know what he would be next, happily accepted the night’s delicious food from the Tang Dynasty, the top delicacies among soup cakes, and the mutton stew.

...

Seeing a pair of faintly slim hands, taking the tray and hiding in the darkness, the servants on the opposite side finally felt relieved.

The people in the woodshed are fine, they live a good life.

In the concern for the weak, the servant said another sentence: "After eating, just find an open space to put it on. When the morning ceremonies tomorrow, there will be people who deliver the food to take it away."

"If you want to go to the toilet, there is a Gongbu in the corner next to you."

"This is the woodshed under the princess's mansion, so be patient."

For a long time, no one responded in the woodshed. When the servant thought that the people inside would not give an answer, a vague "woo" sound came out.

The servant who felt that his words were respected and left with satisfaction, but he didn't know that the man who continued the moonlight falling from the woodshed and blew the hot air while drinking soup cakes had no time to respond to the other party.

Because Gu Zheng, who had been hungry for most of the day, really couldn't stand it anymore.

In addition, the Tang Dynasty's ginger is really like the noodle soup today. In the limited seasonings at that time, it was rare to eat delicious traditional food. How could Gu Zheng not make his index finger move, and he couldn't even save the effort of responding.

So Gu Zheng looks like this now.

Holding a big bowl, he ate like a starving ghost reincarnated.

The noodles were covered with the remaining heat. Before they could bite their teeth, they followed the esophagus and throat, and swallowed them into their abdomen with minced mutton soup.

What a great enjoyment it is to have a bowl of hot noodles and mutton soup on a cold night.

At this moment, Gu Zheng's soul seemed to have been purified and sublimated, comforting the physical discomfort caused by locking in the woodshed.

If the princess's mansion could do this every day, he would have been able to endure it in the woodshed for a few days.

But what he didn't know was that not everyone was as lucky as him to eat such fine food.

At least, when the servant who had delivered the meal returned to the kitchen of the servant's room, there were only a few dry cakes, mixed grain noodles, and the one with the least sprinkled sesame oil in front of him.

However, this kind of stuff that can fill the stomach is a rare delicacy for hungry people.
Chapter completed!