Empress work daily

Chapter 52
Ji Qiang didn't think about Jiang Jian's question, but subconsciously thought, why did the national teacher suddenly become like this?

Before, he never spoke like this, let alone speak like this.

After Jiang Jian finished speaking in a serious manner, he found a depression full of hay and sat on the ground.Ji Qiang probably felt that it was not good for the "condescending" Tong Guoshi to speak, so he found a place nearby, and sat down politely like a gentleman.

The air was quiet and peaceful, and Ji Qiang gradually regained his composure.

"National Teacher, you set the fire in Lianyun Pavilion, right?"

"It's a minister."

"Since Your Majesty is determined to take over the power, you should know that it is the most thorough way to get rid of the salary from the bottom of the pot."

Sure enough, he was very clear about the purpose of her trip to Linyuan, although he did not clearly point out her specific plan, how to implement it, and so on.But she said in one word that her strategy was too sloppy and not clever.

Yes, she originally planned to do the old trick again, to have another "Assassination of the Monarch" or something, and take this opportunity to kick Zheng Nanmu out of the Wucheng Military Division.

Rough because of eagerness.

The national teacher couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly shot, turning the unsophisticated into brilliant.

The price is carved beams and painted buildings, and each frame can be called a [-]-meter long corridor with exquisite workmanship.

Among the responsibilities of the Wucheng Bingma Division, the fire ban is a very important part.

I don't know when the news of the Lianyun Pavilion fire will reach Zheng Nanmu's ears, and I don't know when the fire brigade from Wucheng Bingma Division will set off, and whether there will be any obstacles on the way...

"What the national teacher said is very true, I can't do it."

Her "miser" appearance can always arouse "ripples" in Jiang Jian's body, and every time it is stimulated, it will be accurate.

After holding back for a while, he said quietly: "So, I only burned down the Lianyun Pavilion."

This time, it was Ji Qiang's turn to be speechless.

……

At sunset, the temperature plummeted.Ji Qiang, who was cold and hungry, could hardly sit still, Jiang Jian quietly walked to her side, and made a bonfire like a magic trick.

The bonfire was raging and burning so vigorously that Ji Qiang couldn't help but think of the "long dragon" in Lianyun Pavilion. The difference was that he completely changed his mood.

She only leaned forward a little, and a wanton heat rushed to her face immediately. The intoxicating warmth made her move towards the bonfire, and for a while, the heat flooded her whole body.At some point, Jiang Jian picked up a bunch of dry branches and carried them over. Ji Qiang naturally helped to add branches and leaves to "build a tall building". Gradually, the bonfire became more prosperous.

"I didn't expect His Majesty to do this."

"When I was young, King Xia once lit a fire in Zichen Palace and roasted sweet potatoes for me."

"King Xia, you are truly a loving father."

But not a good teacher.Ji Qiang couldn't help muttering in his heart.

King Xia is a loving father, not a good teacher. It is Jiang Jian's personal evaluation of her father. In the past, she could not agree with her, but now it is even worse.

He said that the father is not a good teacher, because when the father enlightened her, he only taught her the essence of martial arts, the art of the emperor, the strategy of diplomatic relations, etc. As for the etiquette, poetry and books, the art of benevolence and benevolence, the father kept silent.

However, up to now in the national teacher's class, she has not seen a trace of benevolence and benevolence. On the other hand, he still thinks that her "trick" is not thorough enough, so he burned Lianyun Pavilion down.

Ji Qiang's thoughts only wandered, and suddenly a thick silver fox cloak was added to his body, a pack of dry food was added at his feet, and two wine jugs were brought outside.

"Look, Your Majesty, what else is missing."

Ji Qiang stared straight at Jiang Jian, but before he recovered from the shock, he heard him ask this question, half-seriously and half-suspiciously said: "Perhaps, there is still a couch missing, and a room may not be sure."

"Haha..." Jiang Jian laughed, an unprecedented laugh, like a bunch of fireworks brewing for a long time, blooming gorgeous and charming colors in this slowly falling night.

"Your Majesty must know that all tricks are prepared in advance. It is a pity that Your Majesty will use the sky as his roof tonight."

"Hee." Ji Qiang was also amused by her own thoughts, but afterwards, she felt that it was very normal. In her heart, Jiang Jian had always been omnipotent.

A brief laugh caught Jiang Jian's gaze for a moment, then he opened the package, and there were three paper packages inside.

"Anything?"

"Fat cakes, steamed buns, butter rolls."

After listening, the corners of Ji Qiang's mouth raised involuntarily.Jiang Jian took the first step to open one of the paper bags, and said: "It's cold in the sky, it's not suitable to eat cold, wait for the minister to warm it up for His Majesty before eating."

When the hot pumpkin hair cake exudes a strong sweet smell, Ji Qiang couldn't help but take a big breath of the aroma, and just as she was eating the pumpkin hair cake, Jiang Jian disappeared.

At this time, it was already dark.

Ji Qiang wasn't surprised, and even got used to it, and expected that Master Ding would not go far away, so he could only concentrate on eating the cake.

Sure enough, after a short while, Jiang Jian came back with a fat mountain pheasant in his hands.

In such a dark night, he was able to catch the mountain pheasant so quickly, so he sincerely praised, "The national teacher is really invincible."

"No, when Chen's pebble flew over, it was squatting on a tree and sleeping soundly."

Ji Qiang: "..."

"Sin! I disturbed its peaceful sleep for the rest of its life."

"It is its supreme honor to feed His Majesty."

Jiang Jian threw the dead wild pheasant on the ground, brushed it lightly with his big palm, and the chicken feathers fell to the ground.Then, he disemboweled and disemboweled, washed with fruit wine, inserted wooden sticks and put on the fire. Every step was skillful and smooth.

Ji Qiang was dumbfounded, to the point where he forgot to eat the cake.

"Your Majesty didn't drink?"

Ji Qiang shook his head.

"It's cold, it's not suitable to drink cold wine."

As he spoke, he put the jug on top of the bonfire again, and after a while, he handed over a jug of warm fruit wine.

Under the vast starry sky, in the quiet mountains and forests, there are wine, meat and cakes, how exquisite!
There is a bonfire in front, and the heat is blowing on the face, and there is a big cloak in the back, which is warm and harmonious.The excitement aroused in Ji Qiang's heart by all this was not inferior to the days when he and King Xia were roasting sweet potatoes in Zichen Palace.

Half an hour later, she held the drumstick in one hand and the flagon in the other, eating happily.The bonfire in front of her eyes made her little face flushed red, and after drinking half a pot of fruit wine, her eyes gradually became a little blurred.

"Will the national teacher leave me?" she asked suddenly.

This question was so abrupt that Jiang Jian couldn't answer it for a while.

"Actually, it is not your original wish to help the dynasty and the country. It is the great wish of the national teacher to cultivate the truth and ask for eternal life, right?"

"Your Majesty, why do you say that?"

Why do you say this?Ji Qiang lowered his eyes, naturally he knew that you had become a fairy in your previous life.

"Your Majesty, don't think about it." He put his big palm on her hairy head and stroked it gently, as if to comfort a child, "I wish in my life to watch Daliang walk towards the country and the people with my own eyes. This is my great wish, and it is also The mission of each generation of Liang Guoshi."

There was a smile in Ji Qiang's eyes, he turned his head and bit down the last bite of meat on the chicken leg, and began to chew.

"Why don't you eat?" She asked vaguely to hide her racing heart.

"The minister is bigu."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Jian wrapped the remaining barbecue meat in paper and did not allow her to eat more. Ji Qiang felt a little regretful and felt that he could eat another leg.She took a big gulp of the fruit wine resentfully, but before she could swallow it, the jug was taken away.

After a while, Jiang Jian came back with a bunch of new firewood and added it to the campfire. After the fire started again, he got up and walked to another pit, and dug a hole with his bare hands.Then, he threw all the feathers and viscera of the mountain pheasant into the pit and buried them.

After he finished all this and returned to the bonfire, he found that Ji Qiang had fallen asleep.

She just sat there quietly, with her head down, and she looked like a round ball, which was quite different from her previous image.

Jiang Jian stood staring at it for a long time before walking slowly over...

(End of this chapter)