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Chapter 898 Yin Shangzi accepted the emperor and the queen mother (9)

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    ¡°There¡¯s still a little more, I¡¯ll have someone cook some for you.¡±

    Qiao Mu is quite happy to see things like this happen. After all, doesn¡¯t this prove that her original plan to get close to food is indeed quite useful.

    So I immediately greeted the female officer below.

    Let them cook the remaining dumplings.

    At the same time, she was also asked to inform the dining room to prepare more other ingredients tomorrow. She also wanted to make several other flavors of dumplings to try out the taste.

    Zi Shou and Di Yi were both not far from Qiao Mu, so they heard her instructions clearly. Di Yi was an adult or an emperor of a country. He was not too embarrassed to directly say that he wanted to eat, but Zi Shou didn't have so many scruples.  , he hurriedly said:

    "Mother, can I help you taste it tomorrow?"

    "Okay, but you have to finish studying before talking.

    What's more, we can't relax on the two things you mentioned. We must seize the time. Only when you get those two things done, we can eat dumplings anytime and anywhere in the future. Otherwise, it will not be good to make the palace people so tired all the time. So in the future  Whether you can eat it often depends on you!  "

    There are different education methods for different children. For Xiang Zishou, who is quite hard-working and smart, of course, he should give priority to appropriate encouragement.

    Showing its importance is also a way to encourage it.

    "Well, okay, father, let's go to the craftsman quickly, don't waste any more time.

    ¡°Eh, no, I haven¡¯t eaten yet¡­¡±

    After Qiao Mu said this, Zi Shou's first thought was to get those two things out quickly.

    The words that he wanted to rush over came out of his mouth.

    But then he thought that he had not eaten the dumplings yet, so he immediately questioned it again, turned around and asked: "Mother, can the dumplings be sent to the craftsman?

    I want to eat dumplings while working.  "

    "Yes, but freshly cooked dumplings are more delicious. I will ask someone to bring the tools and go over there with you. I will cook them for you on the spot. Go ahead."

    Of course, Qiao Mu was not stingy about satisfying this small request, and immediately agreed to it further. At the same time, he bowed his head and continued to give instructions.

    Then, Zishou happily pulled Di Yi, grabbed his masterpiece with the other hand, and hurried towards the direction of the craftsman's work. When he was done, Di Yi murmured another sentence:

    "Hong'er, don't forget to prepare some new flavor dumplings for me tomorrow. I want to try them too."

    Finish saying this.

    He just left with Zishou.

    That night, Zishou held the craftsmen at the craftsman's shop for more than an hour and gave them instructions. He also drew all the detailed parts of the two machines and told them the dimensions. Then he left with peace of mind and said that he would come on time tomorrow.  See the results and tell them to hurry up.

    Although Di Yi left early, he also told the craftsmen to listen to Zi Shou and put other things aside first and focus on completing what Zi Shou wanted first.

    Since there has been no war recently, the craftsmen are mainly making small tripods for sacrifice.

    Sacrifice is something like this.

    Di Yi actually doesn¡¯t believe it too much. Besides, it¡¯s not like we don¡¯t have small cauldrons for sacrificial rituals. The old ones can still be used. It doesn¡¯t matter whether we replace them or not. It doesn¡¯t hurt to go slower.

    The next morning.

    Bi Gan, who had been angry all day yesterday, came here early in the morning to see if Di Yi had reprimanded the empress and Zi Shou for wasting money and labor. As soon as he entered the purple palace, he saw Emperor Yi and Zi Shou sitting together.  , huffing and puffing, happily eating the vegetarian dumplings sent by Qiao Mu and the fish and mutton dumplings made with fish and mutton.

    There was a bad heart disease on the spot.

    Cerebral thrombosis attack.

    His face was so suppressed that he screamed red. He stood at the door of the hall and stared at Di Yi. He opened his mouth and cried out in sorrow. He was eating dumplings with Di Yi and the others in the palace. It was just Qiao Mu who was carrying his back. Hearing  With a cry of sorrow, he turned around and saw Bigan's wonderful performance.

    How to describe it, ignoring the face is not bad.

    At this time, merchants were more open-minded, and they performed many sacrifices, and there were also more types of dances performed during the sacrifices. Therefore, Bigan wanted to make his accusations and scoldings appear more orthodox.

    Will not be blamed.

    So he danced a dance to worship his ancestors and reprimanded Emperor Yi for forgetting the kindness of his ancestors, not thinking about virtue and good governance, wasting people and money, and not listening to dissuasion.

    It¡¯s basically the same as jumping into the body of a great god.

    ? But it¡¯s not that serious.

    Not possessed yet? Degree.

    It¡¯s just jumping around and cursing.

    To be honest, Qiao Mu carefully recalled Bigan in his original memory last night.

    Then I discovered that there was still a gap between him and the flawless sage in historical legends.

    She has reason to believe that he may just not understand that Emperor Yi can be an emperor, so he always demands Emperor Yi as a sage. It seems that this can show that Emperor Yi is not very good at what he does, and it can also highlight his virtuous reputation.  .

    As for why Qiao Mu thinks so?

    Because Bigan and Di Yi had fought and fought for the throne back then. However, due to the identity of his second son, it was determined by nature that if Di Yi did not die, he would never be able to become the emperor. No matter how good his reputation was, no matter how virtuous he was.  It's useless outside.

    When people choose emperors, they don¡¯t choose wise ones.

    The eldest son is given priority, no exceptions.

    At least there are absolutely no exceptions in the later stage. In the early stage, there were also situations where brothers died and brothers succeeded each other.

    ???????????????????????????????????? Are you saying it¡¯s the early stage?

    ????????? At that time, we were fighting everywhere, and there were occasional accidents. It was normal to have no descendants.

    While Bigan was jumping and scolding, Di Yi, who was sitting there on his knees eating dumplings, was so angry that he wanted to stand up. However, because he had been kneeling for a long time, the blood circulation in his lower limbs was not good, so he couldn't get up for a while.  He fell back again, but even so, he pointed at Bigan with a red face.

    Although I haven¡¯t said a word yet.

    But I guess I have already brewed thousands of refutations and sentences to scold him.

    When Qiao Mu saw this situation, she immediately raised her hand and asked Di Yi to calm down for the time being. Then she stood up and walked to Bigan:

    "Master, this dance is very cheerful.

    ¡°Why, do you want to compete with me for the power of sacrifice, or do you want to resign and go to the temple to perform a sacrificial dance?

    You can do so many things just by eating a dumpling.

    Are you too busy?

    Didn¡¯t I tell you yesterday that I would find a way to solve the trouble of grinding noodles?  "

    Although Qiao Mu had already walked to Bigan and said these words, he still did not stop.

    Seeing him being so uncooperative, Qiao Mu, who was already in a bad mood because he was short of everything to make dumplings, suddenly became even more irritable. He raised his hand to find the right spot and slapped him on the waist, breaking his balance.  Let him fall to the ground:

    "What kind of job is a grand master trying to steal from a sacrificial dance?

    If you have anything to say, just say it.

    What do you think of acting in an Indian drama?

    I have nothing to eat at home, and occasionally pound some rice to make porridge and rice. I didn¡¯t see you saying that I was wasting my time. You have the ability to eat it with the shell like ordinary civilians, or pound it yourself.  "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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