Cry Ha ha!The tyrant turned black after being attacked by me

Chapter 150 The subordinates thought they were really hungry!
Xiao Yuhuan was very happy to be protected by his mother in such a way, and the grievance that Jing Jian was so angry with disappeared. He hugged Su Chengxi's arm, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "My queen, we don't lack food, this time it will be fine. Come on, don’t punish him for fasting! If he’s hungry and doesn’t devote himself to teaching his ministers, wouldn’t the gain outweigh the loss?”

Su Chengxi saw that his son was soft-hearted, but he didn't want to admit it.

Don't even wear him.

After pondering for a moment, he sighed softly and said: "Our family Huan'er is kind-hearted. Since you don't want to punish him, the queen mother will listen to you. But the lessons that should be learned are indispensable, so I punish him not to eat tonight. Bar!"

It seems okay to not eat a meal.

Immediately, Xiao Yuhuan nodded in agreement and asked Rulan to go out and give orders.

Jing Jian's martial arts are so strong that he could clearly hear what the mother and son said in the hall when he stood outside. When Ru Lan came out to deliver the message, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he cupped his hands and said, "Yes, I understand."

Ru Lan glanced at Jing Jian, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, her eyes flickered, and then she lowered her head.

After the meal, Su Chengxi ordered the imperial physician to give Xiao Yuhuan a massage.

Xiao Yuhuan groaned and groaned, but fortunately, the effect was good. After one pass of the operation, his sore legs felt much more comfortable, and his whole body felt energetic.Su Chengxi felt sorry for the child, so she asked someone to take him down to take a bath and let him rest earlier.

There are still many unapproved memorials on the desk.

Su Chengxi picked up the top one in the candlelight and looked through it. She felt more tired than going to work. 007 didn't have a day off, but also worked overtime every day. The affairs were complicated and not easy, and it was very difficult to deal with.

She couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and a gentle voice sounded behind her: "If the empress dowager is tired, she can take a short rest, as the government affairs can't be finished."

Jing Jian stepped forward, put his hands on Su Chengxi's shoulders, squeezed her shoulders, and said softly: "If the Empress Dowager trusts your subordinates, they will do the same for you."

"Then come and see!"

Su Chengxi has long been suffering from a headache.

She used to only know that the ancients wrote without punctuation marks, but the characters in this book didn't write anything, which gave her a very headache.

Immediately moved to the side of the chair to make room for Jing Jian, and said quite tiredly: "Aijia is really not made for governing a country. These blunt and difficult things give Aijia a headache. If Huan'er was not young, Aijia would have a headache." The family really wants to let go of it."

The ancients talked about the same thing. If you meet a more sophisticated official, the memorial written is the same as reading classical Chinese. You need to understand word by word, which seems to be very time-consuming.

Jing Jian knew that Su Chengxi didn't like these things.

Immediately sat over, took a look at the memorial in her hand, briefly explained the content to her, then gave her opinions, and asked for her consent. After the two reached an agreement, Jing Jian took a pen and wrote comments under the memorial.

Su Chengxi looked at the words on the memorial that were exactly the same as his own, and agreed again and again: "Jing Jian, you are really good, this word is very similar to that written by Aijia, if Aijia hadn't watched you write it with his own eyes, he would have thought that It was originally a word for mourning family."

Jing Jian smiled and said, "My subordinates have practiced before, so naturally they should write more similarly."

"You have a heart."

Su Chengxi nodded, raised her hand to cover her small mouth and yawned, and said drowsily: "Aijia believes that you can finish these memorials independently, but you are busy, Aijia is tired, go to rest first."

Then he pointed to the pastries in front of the desk, and said with a smile: "That's for you, eat some to pad your stomach!"

"Didn't the empress dowager punish her subordinates not to eat dinner?"

Jing Jian raised his eyebrows and joked, "This subordinate thought he was really hungry!"

(End of this chapter)