I have to say.
Wang Jin is indeed a person who is extremely good at thinking.
For example, he felt that there were problems with Li Fang, the deputy prime minister who resigned today.
Otherwise, why would your wise majesty suddenly get angry and approve the other party's resignation?
There must be a deeper meaning behind this.
So Wang Jin thought about it for a moment.
I decided to wait until my turn and find someone to investigate.
At the same time, he realized that perhaps this was the important reason why His Majesty promoted him to be the governor of the Imperial Household Department.
Because only in this position can more manpower and resources be deployed.
As for why Your Majesty did not say it directly.
Wang Jin found it easier to understand. How could such a thing as monitoring all officials be stated openly?
Only by doing it in secret can we be the safest and best.
Aren’t all those unofficial histories like this?
Your Majesty is indeed far-sighted.
Wang Jin thought about it.
"Huh?"
"What a smell! It smells so good."
At this time, Wei Yunyi suddenly let out a light exclamation.
"Your Majesty, this smell seems to be coming from Kunshou Palace. It's the aroma of food."
Next to him, Wang Jin heard the question, raised his head, sniffed, and determined the location.
He has already started practicing martial arts, so his sense of smell is naturally more sensitive than that of ordinary people.
"Kunshou Palace? Isn't that the Queen's bedroom?"
Wei Yunyi was stunned.
Thinking about it, I often see Concubine Ying these days.
As for the queen, it seemed that he had never visited her once since the wedding.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Wang Jin replied, "I heard that the young uncle came to the palace to pay his respects today. The Empress was very happy and ordered the preparation of ingredients. She will cook the meal herself."
Is the Queen such a good cook? The aroma of food has even drifted here?
Upon hearing this, Wei Yunyi looked surprised.
And at this time.
Then he remembered that it was in the original book.
His queen comes from a family of scholars and is extremely talented.
Not only is she gentle and kind, but she is also virtuous, considerate and well-loved by the original owner.
For Concubine Ying, who died of depression, it was like heaven and hell.
However, this was also due to the fact that the queen was not of high birth.
Even if you pamper her, it won't have any effect.
Of course, Wei Yunyi didn't care about this.
What he cared about was that in the original novel, the queen had unparalleled cooking skills.
And now, it was almost noon, and the other party happened to be cooking himself.
It just so happens that I’m tired of eating all kinds of delicacies these days.
Why not...
Thinking of this, Wei Yunyi cleared his throat and said, "Then come with me to try it... No, let's go see the Queen."
"Yes!" Wang Jin accepted the order and immediately said loudly: "Go to Kunshou Palace!"
...
In the courtyard of Kunshou Palace.
Queen Song Youwei was dressed in palace attire and sat in the main seat.
She has a beautiful face, skin as white as cream, eyebrows as dark as the moon, a pure and elegant temperament, and a smile as beautiful as a flower.
If Concubine Ying's heroic spirit is like an untamable rouge horse, then the Queen is a beautiful peony flower.
Below the queen, there was a young man who was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although he was thin, he had a look of high spirits and looked unrestrained and flamboyant.
It was the uncle of the current emperor, Song Hongzhi, who was also a famous playboy in the capital of Wei.
In front of him were plates of exquisite dishes, each one of them delicious and fragrant.
"Sister's cooking skills seem to be even better than before." Song Hongzhi praised vaguely while picking up the dishes.
"Don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping. I can't even stop you from talking while eating. You are seventeen years old. It's time to grow up and stop idling around all day." Song Youwei scolded, but still picked up the chopsticks and picked up food for her brother.
"Hehe, I'm used to it. Don't blame me, sister." Song Hongzhi smiled and continued to eat.
There's no way. The food cooked by the servants at home is far inferior to that of my own sister.
If I don’t eat enough this time, I don’t know when I’ll be able to come next time.
"Okay, you didn't come to the palace just to see me this time, right?"
"Tell me, have you gotten into trouble again?"
After saying that, Song Youwei couldn't help but sigh.
My younger brother is good in every way except that he is too naughty and always gets into trouble.
While his peers were studying hard, he was climbing trees to dig out bird nests at the age of three and going into the water to catch fish at the age of seven.
I thought it was because he was young, but he got even worse as he grew up, especially when he was fifteen. After he defeated a small gang of more than a dozen people with three or five other kids, he became extremely arrogant and thought he had the potential to be a famous general. He stopped reading books and just stayed at home watching ants every day, saying that he was studying some kind of military strategy.
Fortunately, he is kind by nature, and with the restraint of himself and his father, he has not caused any major disaster.
Just this reputation, in the capital, if it were not for everyone's praise, it would be considered a person that everyone would condemn.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be the younger brother of the queen and the uncle of the emperor.
Even at the age of seventeen, no one is willing to come to propose marriage to me.
Song Youwei was extremely tired about this.
I just hope my younger brother can curb his bad temper.
"I didn't cause any trouble." Song Hongzhi curled his lips and said, "I came here this time because I really have something to do."
"Father said he didn't want to work at the Dali Temple anymore and felt being an official was boring, so he wanted to resign. I asked my sister to persuade him. The position of Shaoqing of the Dali Temple is at least a fourth-rank official, and it would be a shame to lose it."
Hearing this, Song Youwei was speechless and asked directly, "Are you feeling sorry for your father? Are you afraid that if you get into trouble, no one will cover you up?"
The young uncle, whose thoughts were exposed, smiled awkwardly and continued to eat.
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