They were very pleased with his filial piety.
The crown prince's words struck a chord with him. As the ruler of a country, he naturally deserved to have plenty of good things in his mouth.
Before leaving the Yu residence, they went to check on the greenhouse again. The large greenhouse had been mostly plucked bare. Lord Wang and his entourage, disregarding their official robes, took the initiative to help plant the new seeds.
If I want to eat it again, I'll have to wait at least 80 or 90 days.
Having eaten such delicious food, Emperor Mingxi could not imagine how miserable he must have been these past few days without being able to eat a single bite.
Don't tell him that there's still a little bit left in the greenhouse under the moonlight; that all belongs to the Junior Tutor. He wouldn't dare to risk everything for a bite to eat.
He thought that even without Yue Fuguang saying anything, his loyal ministers would be the first to jump out and stop him.
Since the downfall of Censor Zhao Xu, the newly appointed Feng Tang has been a man who is unforgiving even when he is in the right, and he treats Yue Fuguang as a deity.
Whenever he had the chance, he would remind himself that for the sake of the Dayan Dynasty, he, as the emperor, should be more affectionate towards the Junior Tutor and not put on airs as an emperor in front of him.
You know, in the eyes of gods, they are all ants, so... and so on and so forth.
Emperor Mingxi sometimes wondered if this guy was Yue Fuguang's number one lackey.
Lord Wu Yuanjing: Who, who dares to challenge me for the position of the most obsequious servant in front of the Junior Tutor?!
Feng Tang dusted off imaginary dust from his body: "It is indeed I, your humble servant!"
Wu Yuanjing: Duel!
Court closed: I'll oblige!
Following the Crown Prince's suggestion, Emperor Mingxi quickly divided the items and sent them to the various palaces in batches.
As the eunuchs and palace maids carried things to the various palaces, palace servants would occasionally appear in the garden, corners of walls, and artificial hills to inquire about news.
The ladies-in-waiting naturally wanted to know how much their rivals had received, as this represented the emperor's favor; the more they received, the more favor they were shown.
Especially for those concubines who had no children, whether they received a share or not depended entirely on how much favor the emperor bestowed upon them.
The Empress sat calmly on her fishing platform, leisurely eating strawberries from her white jade bowl, and listening with a smile to the head palace maid's report.
She waved her hand dismissively and said, "Just keep an eye on them. As long as they don't cause any trouble, let them be..."
She pointed to the small basket in front of her, "Send someone to deliver this to the Crown Prince. Others may have some, but my son may have less."
The head palace maid smiled and replied, "Yes, this servant will personally deliver it."
As she spoke, she picked up the small basket on the table and gave half of the strawberries that the Junior Tutor had brought to the Crown Prince. "The Empress still loves His Highness the most."
Empress Xu Qingyou's beautiful and dignified face revealed a loving smile, "That child has loved sweets since he was little. He probably thinks that I, his mother, don't know that."
As she chuckled, she popped another sweet strawberry into her mouth. "These strawberries are sweet and delicious, my son will definitely like them, but as the eldest brother, he will certainly not compete with his younger brothers and sisters for them."
If the son is to be a good elder brother, then let him sit down. As his mother, I would never let my only son suffer a loss.
Thinking of this, she immediately ordered people to make the remaining strawberries into strawberry honey jam, just like making honey.
The Empress would never forget that there was a sweets lover in the harem.
The Empress, accompanied by her maids, headed towards the Cining Palace, where the Empress Dowager resided. The maids carried a small, white porcelain jar containing strawberry honey jam made from strawberries.
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"System, how much of the main quest have you completed?"
Little Fatty Yue Fuguang was munching on a strawberry cookie. For the past three years, she had only earned points to maintain the system's daily energy and never dared to dream of progressing on missions.
In just two short months, she has already earned over a thousand points, even after not earning a single point in the first month.
Now, looking at the ministers in the court, they no longer seem to be engaging in impeachment or empty talk as they did when she first attended the court assembly.
Finally, some important matters were able to be reported to the court.
[Host, the main quest completion rate is currently 3%. The system has been upgraded to level two, energy is sufficient, and the number of people whose voices can be opened can be increased to 150. Do you wish to open them?]
"Go ahead and open it up. The requirement for opening it is a favorability rating of 60 or higher. Don't open it up for those who talk badly about me yet. If I don't teach them a painful lesson, they'll really think everyone can hear my thoughts!"
Haven't you noticed that ever since she discovered that hearing one's inner voice isn't static, those who harbor resentment towards her will lose the opportunity to hear her inner voice, and these people shouldn't be too respectful to her!
Especially those three who had their abilities taken back by the heavens just because they had a few complaints after hearing their inner thoughts, they couldn't have been more regretful.
The three of them could tell how interesting the Grand Tutor's thoughts were just by observing the ever-changing expressions on their colleagues' faces during court sessions each day, and how much they regretted their actions.
The three of them were living negative examples. Seeing their increasingly ashen faces, no one who heard their inner voices dared to disrespect the moonlight.
Looking at the three people in the crowd below who were looking at her eagerly, Yue Fuguang said to the system, "Wait until their favorability reaches eighty before granting them the 'Heartfelt Voice' permission."
【Master, the capital is much colder than the southern regions where we live. Would you like to build a heated kang (traditional brick bed)? With that, you won't feel cold in the room during winter.】
"A heated kang (traditional Chinese bed) is nice, but I already have a down jacket and hand warmers from you, so why would I need to build one?"
【Master, have you forgotten that you are now a mortal? I can feel that winters here are much colder than in the south. My stock of hand warmers is limited. You'd be more comfortable building a heated kang bed for the winter.】
"Alright then, give me the blueprints, and I'll find someone from the Ministry of Works to make them for me."
It's a pity that people here don't seem to use coal for heating. It's hot and burns for a long time. If it were made into coke, it could be used to smelt iron, which would have high calorific value, high strength, and low ash and sulfur content.
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