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Chapter eight hundred and seventy third deep thinking

 The moon rises to the willows, and people make an appointment after dusk.

Zhu Ping'an was so greasy that he walked out of the room with his stomach outstretched. As soon as he went out, he happened to meet Yang Guoliang who was full of water. Yang Guoliang was also walking out under the guidance of the eunuch.

"Dr. Yang, hiccup"

Zhu Ping'an bowed and greeted Yang Guoliang, but couldn't help but burp halfway through.

Yang Guoliang had just drunk two pots of tea and was full. He had a strong sense of urine. At this moment, the thing he wanted to do was to leave the palace quickly and then find someone who was left without anyone to solve it.

But I was stopped just after I stepped out!

Who is it?!

I can't hold it in such a short eye anymore, so you're still saying hello to me?! Hi, beat, beat, beat me.

Yang Guoliang raised his head with annoyance on his face, and then saw Zhu Ping'an, Oh, who do I think it is so ugly? It turns out that it is you, the little bastard named Zhu!

Am I having a conflict with you? As long as I encounter you, everything will go wrong!

Last time I went to the teacher-giving banquet with you for King Jing and King Yu, but you broke the couplet, which made me not even drink a sip of water, and my mouth was dry and cracked! By the way, I thought about which couplet you broke the couplet for several years, but I haven’t gotten it right yet!

I won’t talk about the couplet in advance, but I will talk about the banquet.

Today, I went to the dinner gifted by the emperor with you. I was no longer in the same room as you, but I was washed away by you. The table full of dishes was filled with no chopsticks. Do you dare to believe this?! I drank a lot of tea and my bladder was almost blown up.

Of course, even if Yang Guoliang was going to scold Zhu Ping'an to death, he still had to get through it.

It's a show.

Yang Guoliang still has this enlightenment.

"Mr. Zhu!"

Yang Guoliang endured the strong desire to pee, suppressed his impatient face, raised his head and squeezed a stiff smile, and gave Zhu Ping'an a greeting.

As a result, the three words "Mr. Zhu" were just mentioned, and Yang Guoliang saw Zhu Ping'an's oily lips under the candlelight. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then his heart became very unbalanced. When he spoke the last word "Man", he was also very dissatisfied.

You actually have chopsticks?!

Why?!

Why can you, Zhu Ping'an, eat oily mouth, and I can only drink a lot of water and fill it up.

A moment

Yang Guoliang's eyes were red like rabbits, and his red eyes were extremely red.

Next second

Zhang Juzheng also came out and greeted Zhu Ping'an and Yang Guoliang.

Yang Guoliang directly looked at Zhang Juzheng's lips. Uh, it seemed that it was oily, although it was not as good as Zhu Ping'an's oil, he must have eaten imperial meals.

So

Yang Guoliang's eyes became even redder.

etc.

Could it be that I am the only one who has no chopsticks for this imperial meal?!

Did I offend you?!

Why do they all have chopsticks?

Yang Guoliang slowly turned his gaze to the eunuch beside him, as if the baby was wronged but the baby dared not say anything.

"Mr. Yang, sirs, please come here." The eunuch looked calm and extended his hand to invite Yang Guoliang and others to move forward.

“Hard work.”

Zhu Ping'an bowed and thanked the eunuch, and then followed the eunuch's way out.

Zhang Juzheng followed closely, and Yang Guoliang was the last.

The eunuch kept sending Zhu Ping'an and the other two to the palace gate, and then stopped. He gave each of them a sign of peace and peace, and then watched the three of them walk out of the palace gate.

The Taiping Wuwu Card is a wooden waist card, which is specially used for curfew. Those who hold this card can ignore the curfew and freely pass through the Forbidden City streets. Whether it is a servant in Shuntian Prefecture, a Jinyiwei, or a Dongchang Factory Guard, they will be allowed to see this card.

Of course, when the eunuch gave the card, he also told me that this card was only for them to go home tonight and would be returned to the palace guard tomorrow.

"Young Master."

Zhu Ping'an hung the Pingwu plaque on his waist, walked out of the palace gate, bowed to Zhang Juzheng and Yang Guoliang, turned around and took a step before hearing Liu Dadao's excited shouts. He raised his head and saw Liu Dadao walking towards him not far away.

"Haha, I heard that the young master was eating imperial dishes tonight. How about it? Is imperial dishes delicious?" Liu Dadao asked curiously after leading the horse over.

"Of course the imperial meal is delicious." Zhu Ping'an took over the Shamatt dark horse and smiled.

"How delicious, how much is there? Is there any braised pigs in our store delicious?" Liu Dadao was curious.

Since I have eaten the braised pigs, Liu Dadao has never forgotten the taste. It is so delicious. Because of the popularity of today's business and the praise of diners for the pigs in the store, Liu Dadao is now confident in the pigs in the store.

"Ahem"

Yang Guoliang, who was about to leave in the sedan chair, almost coughed up his urine after hearing Liu Dadao's words. Compare the imperial meal with the pigs in the water?! The servant in Zhu Ping'an's mansion with developed limbs and simple minds is not his brain, but his pigs in his head are all pretending to be pigs in the water!

Zhang Juzheng, who was on the other side, couldn't help but smile with his lips when he heard this. This was the first time he had heard of using pigs to compare with imperial meals. This was as funny as hearing a beggar saying that he ate eggs three meals a day after becoming emperor.

"It's much better than the braised pigs in our store." Zhu Ping'an smiled.

This is nonsense!

Yang Guoliang rolled his eyes, snorted, got into the sedan chair, waved his hand and was about to put down the curtain, preparing to urge the sedan chair bearer to leave quickly, he was still holding it in his arms.

As a result, before the curtain was put down in Yang Guoliang's hand, he heard Zhu Ping'an talking again.

"How delicious is it? Let me tell you this. My father-in-law has forgotten to even put on the chopsticks, and I didn't notice it." Zhu Ping'an turned over and described to Liu Dadao, "Next time, when I have the chance to eat imperial meal, I will ask if I can pack it and bring it back for you to try."

"Really, thank you young master. If you can eat imperial meals, you will never live in vain in your life." Liu Dadao grinned excitedly.

After hearing Zhu Ping'an's words, Yang Guoliang's hand that lowered the curtain stopped.

What did Zhu Ping'an just say?!

It was so delicious that my father-in-law forgot to even put the chopsticks, but he didn't notice it?!

So say it?!

Zhu Ping'an didn't put chopsticks at the beginning?!

I thought I was the only one who was unlucky, but my father-in-law forgot to put chopsticks for me?!

It turns out that I didn’t put chopsticks for Zhu Ping’an!!!

What about Zhang Juzheng?

Yang Guoliang hurriedly turned his gaze to Zhang Juzheng, and then saw Zhang Juzheng also looking at him with a suspicion.

This is sure!

It turns out that my father-in-law forgot to put chopsticks for him this time?!

How could it be such a coincidence?!

It is possible to forget a pair of chopsticks, but it is impossible to forget a triple pair, not to mention that this is in the palace.

That is to say, this is intentional?!

Thinking of this, Yang Guoliang's heart trembled suddenly. The three of them didn't have chopsticks at the beginning. So why did they give Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Juzheng the chopsticks later?

Yang Guoliang was extremely frightened and he was urinating without any intention.

The moment Zhang Juzheng saw Yang Guoliang turn to look at him, he thought that the chopsticks were deliberately not placing them.

When Zhang Juzheng thought of this, he thought of his actions of asking for chopsticks at the banquet.

His face turned gray in an instant.

The smile has long disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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