The self-disciplined princess wins

Chapter 72 Buying People's Hearts
"I personally made a famous soup in the imperial dining room, Fenghuang Yufei, please the emperor to taste."

Zhang Anchu didn't know if Yu Fei, the phoenix, was famous or not, but he was just talking nonsense.

However, the soup that can be included in the chef's recipe is not unknown.

"The imperial concubine wait a moment, the servant will report it right away." Xiao Yunzi entered the hall with a smile on her face.

"Your Majesty, the imperial concubine has brought the soup she made herself."

Fu Zhiyuan raised his head and reviewed at this table for a long time, feeling a little pain in his neck.

"Let her in."

He didn't embarrass Zhang Anchu, the current imperial concubine should walk around and show up in front of people more.

Others in the province thought that there was no imperial concubine in the harem.

As long as she doesn't show up in front of people she is acquainted with, it will save a lot of trouble.

Zhang Anchu was wearing a light yellow palace attire, with a few jade hairpins pinned to his head, which was simple.

Under the sun, the pearl earrings on the ears seem to give birth to golden brilliance.

A gust of wind blows, the skirt and streamers flutter with the wind, the skin is like snow, and the appearance is like jade, as if there is no trace of fireworks in the world.

"See the emperor." Zhang Anchu bowed his head in salute.

Fu Zhiyuan was stunned, he admitted that Zhang Anchu was different from Bailu.

One is a fairy in the world, and the other is a fairy in the sky.

"Your Majesty?" Zhang Anchu was getting impatient, and kept on saluting. He refused to let him get up, and Zhang Anchu didn't dare to get up.

Fu Zhiyuan from the province is angry again, in case he starts to fight again...

Zhang Anchu still remembers that Fu Zhiyuan strangled her neck that day, and in retrospect, it is still clearly visible.

She feels that a man who can make hands with a woman is definitely not a good thing.

You can only rely on your hands to solve problems, which also shows that your brain and mouth are stupid.

Fu Zhiyuan came back to his senses, and said: "Get up, I said, don't send chicken soup if you have nothing to do, I don't know how to drink it."

"The concubine sent Phoenix Yu Fei this time, which is different from last time." Zhang Anchu smiled slightly, the blush on his lips gleaming.

"Imperial Concubine, don't tell me you don't understand what I'm saying?" Fu Zhiyuan lost his patience.

Play dumb and dumbfounded, and think hard, don't think I don't know.

"This Concubine Tang Chen has already been delivered, so I won't stay any longer. The concubine will leave." Zhang Anchu didn't want to give him a chance to get angry. Anyway, he just used this as a raft, never thinking that he would drink it.

Fu Zhiyuan was stunned, and just left?
Gradually, Zhang Anchu had already turned to leave. When she turned around, Fu Zhiyuan saw some dirty marks on the clothes on her stomach, which they probably got when making soup.

One more blink of an eye, and the person has already gone far.

Xiao Yunzi asked for lunch to be served, as well as the phoenix Yufei.

Fu Zhiyuan felt warm and angry, she left before he told her to go.

Xiao Yunzi probed all the food with a silver needle, and tasted the food herself. When she tasted the soup, she felt that the soup was very salty and the surface was bitter.

This kind of problem will never happen in the imperial dining room, it must be the phoenix Yufei made by the imperial concubine, but I thought that the emperor would not taste it, so I simply ignored it.

After confirming that there is nothing wrong with the dishes, he said, "Your Majesty, please have a meal."

Fu Zhiyuan moved away from the desk, looked at the two kinds of soups on the table, and said, "Which one is Phoenix Yu Fei?"

"Back to the emperor, this one is Phoenix Yu Fei." The person in the imperial dining room pointed to the one in the middle and said.

Xiao Yunzi understood, quickly served Fu Zhiyuan a bowl, and handed it to him, her heart ached, this soup is so salty...

Fu Zhiyuan took a sip and felt very salty in his mouth, so he spit it out immediately, his face was dark and ugly.

"Your Majesty..." Xiao Yunzi called him worriedly, and handed him tea to rinse his mouth.

"Is she making soup? Is it salt water?" Fu Zhiyuan said angrily.

"Your majesty, it's the first time for the imperial concubine to cook. I don't think she has much experience. After a long time, maybe the taste will get better." Xiao Yunzi said helplessly.

He thought to himself, wouldn't the imperial concubine even taste it?
On Zhang Anchu's way back, Yurou's face was full of worry, she could clearly see the emperor's attitude today.

It seems that the emperor doesn't love Zhang Anchu that much. Could it be that the imperial concubine annoyed the emperor yesterday?
That's why he looked so ugly today.

"Imperial Concubine, I don't know if the Emperor will drink that soup..." Yurou didn't want the two of them to develop like this, so she had to find a way to arouse the imperial concubine's fighting spirit.

"He doesn't know how to drink." Zhang Anchu understood a long time ago, how could someone as careful as Fu Zhiyuan drink the soup she made?
In addition, whoever drinks her soup will be unlucky.

"Imperial Concubine, aren't you worried at all?" Yurou asked with a frown, as a bystander, she felt worried about the current situation of the two of them.

Zhang Anchu stopped, turned to look at Yurou, stretched out his hand to smooth her brow, and said, "What is there to worry about? He should be the one to worry about."

Today is the draft, and the harem is about to welcome many newcomers. Since the emperor is affectionate, now is also the time to test him.

As an emperor, how could he leave no heirs?
It is estimated that he is in a complicated mood now.

Once the draft is over and the newcomers enter the palace, Zhang Anchu is still waiting to see a good show.

At that time, Fu Zhiyuan would be disgusted by showing up every now and then, making him unable to lift his head when it comes to love.

Zhang Anchu knew that his face was a disaster, but it was also a blessing.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and one day, she will usher in the result she wants.

In the end, Fu Zhiyuan had no choice at all, and he had no choice but to pamper her.

Only by pampering Zhang Anchu, Fu Zhiyuan can feel better.

After all, there is no one in this world who looks so much like the original imperial concubine.

Only by pampering Zhang Anchu can Fu Zhiyuan feel that his love is true.

Therefore, Zhang Anchu didn't care about favors at all, it was just a matter of sooner or later, Fu Zhiyuan just didn't feel the urgency yet, what was more urgent for Zhang Anchu was the entrustment of his sister-in-law.

Yurou didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Anchu's words, and always felt that in front of her, she seemed to understand very little.

"Take your time, hunters, they usually appear as prey."

Zhang Anchu walked forward and spoke slowly, making Yurou feel that there was a deep intention in what the imperial concubine said, but she didn't understand.

On the second day, Zhang Anchu went to the imperial dining room as usual, and Guo Dajin had been waiting for a long time.

When I saw Zhang Anchu yesterday, I realized how happy the emperor is. It is really enviable to have such a beauty wash his hands and make soup.

He thought, it would be great if he was so lucky, but unfortunately, such a beauty is beyond his imagination.

Therefore, I didn't sleep well last night, and my dreams were all about Zhang Anchu stewing soup.

"Imperial Concubine, what kind of soup do you want to learn today?" Guo Dajin asked respectfully, he didn't dare to raise his head at all, he just saw it once yesterday, and he never forgot it.

He was afraid that if he looked at her again today, he would never be able to be at peace again.

"It's still Phoenix Yu Fei." Zhang Anchu didn't bother to choose, and after learning this, he consolidated it.

"Yes." Guo Dajin listened to what she had to say, so he prepared something, and didn't say anything extra.

When Zhang Anchu was preparing the ingredients, he kept looking outside the imperial dining room, waiting for the little stools who delivered the meals to come back.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for them to come back.

Zhang Anchu gave Yurou a look and said, "Reward what you brought."

Yurou lifted the cloth of the basket, and there were bright red strawberries.

This thing was sent all the way from the south, and it was extremely difficult to preserve. The strawberries sent over at this season were the first batch of ripe strawberries that were raised in the greenhouse.

As soon as he entered the imperial dining room early this morning, he was immediately sent from the imperial dining room to Wangyou Palace.

But now, she was brought to the imperial dining room by the imperial concubine.

The little stools looked at each other, not knowing Zhang Anchu's intentions.

The money on Zhang Anchu's body was not much for the palace, but these melons and fruits were delivered fresh every day.

Even if Zhang Anchu was not the imperial concubine herself, Fu Zhiyuan did not change this rule.

She couldn't finish it, so she simply brought it over to buy people's hearts.

"Yurou, share with them, and send a copy to Master Guo by the way." Zhang Anchu said, as if the fruits in this basket were just ordinary things.

In fact, it was something they didn't even dare to think about.

"Thank you, imperial concubine." The little stool was overjoyed, and took the lead to kneel down to thank you.

"You don't need to say thank you. Yesterday, you helped me. This is my thank you gift. What reason do you have to say thank you?" Zhang Anchu said with a shallow smile.

Yurou distributed strawberries to them, and kept a portion in the basket. She went to find Guo Dajin who was preparing ingredients not far away, and gave them to him to eat.

The little stool smirked and took a sip of the strawberry, it was sour and sweet, it really was a good thing!
Zhang Anchu looked around, seeing that the others were far away, and said, "As long as you help me, I will definitely not treat you badly."

Little Stool listened to her words, as if there was a wooing intention in the words, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

The imperial dining room is one of the most important places in the imperial palace. If the imperial concubine has malicious intentions and poisons the emperor, they will not be able to afford it.

"Imperial concubine, Xiaosengzi is a slave. It is only natural to share the master's worries. You are the emperor's imperial concubine, and the servants must listen to you." Xiaosengzi replied cautiously, still a little flustered in his heart. Thinking of saying this, the emperor Will the imperial concubine be annoyed?
Zhang Anchu understood the meaning of Xiaosengzi's words, because she was the emperor's imperial concubine, so they listened to their own words, the emperor came first, and she came last.

However, she doesn't care about the order, and the help from the little stool in the future is only a small matter, and it will not hinder the emperor.

"Xiao Stool is loyal. In the palace, the biggest master is the emperor. It is always right for you to be loyal to the emperor." Zhang Anchu said slowly, following his words, making it impossible to find fault.

At this moment, Guo Dajin came to kneel down to thank the reward, and said: "Thank you for the reward from the imperial concubine and empress."

"You don't have to thank me, I see that the little stool is doing a good job, I wonder if Master Guo is willing to part with it?" Zhang Anchu asked after taking a sip of tea.

Among the four of them, Xiao Stool was vaguely the boss. As long as Xiao Stool was close to her, it would definitely be fine for him to ask his former companion to give something to her.

"This..." Guo Dajin hesitated for a while, but he still agreed: "It's his luck that the imperial concubine takes a fancy to the little stool."

The entire imperial dining room is under his control, and if you want someone from him, you only need to go through a procedure.

"Thank you for your help, the imperial concubine." The little stool was extremely happy, no matter how much he messed around in the imperial dining room, he would be of no use, but following the imperial concubine, it would be different.

He used to be from the Imperial Dining Room, so he was naturally worried about Zhang Anchu's intention to win him over, but he was transferred to Wangyou Palace, so there is no need to worry.

It is the imperial concubine who values ​​him, not with ulterior motives.

"It's not a support, it's gold, it will shine everywhere." Zhang Anchu smiled and praised without hesitation.

Hearing this, Xiao Sengzi felt even more delighted, it really was the imperial concubine who valued him!
"Imperial Concubine, the ingredients are ready." Guo Dajin said immediately.

He faintly felt a little jealous, but unfortunately, he was not a eunuch, so he couldn't get too close to the imperial concubine.

"it is good."

Zhang Anchu is in a pretty good mood now. In just two days, the task was completed, much faster than expected, and he thought it would take more than half a month in the imperial dining room.

Now that the initial goal has been achieved, let's put less salt and drink today's soup by yourself.

Zhang Anchu was busy for a while, the meat had already been put into the pot, and he sat and waited for the soup in the pot to be ready.

The small stool added firewood quickly, and the other three were envious. The small stool has won the favor of the imperial concubine, and now it has a good place to go.

As soon as Fu Zhiyuan came down from court, Xiao Yunzi went forward to report again, saying: "Your Majesty, today the imperial concubine has gone to the imperial dining room again."

Fu Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, he thought Zhang Anchu left yesterday without saying a word, that was a retreat in the face of difficulties, but he didn't expect to go again today.

"There is no need to report this kind of thing in the future." Fu Zhiyuan said in a deep voice, with the same indifference on his face.

Xiao Yunzi responded, but said nothing more.

But I thought in my heart, it's a pity that the imperial concubine is going the wrong way, the emperor doesn't like to drink her soup.

Come to think of it, it's normal that the emperor doesn't like to drink it, and the soup is really too salty.

After a pot of soup was stewed, Guo Dajin was about to put it into the food box and seal it with a seal, but was stopped by Zhang Anchu.

"Don't bother, this time I will use it for myself and not send it to the emperor." Zhang Anchu gave Yurou a look and said, "Take the food box and go back to the palace."

"Yes." Yurou didn't expect the imperial concubine to drink by herself today, so she was really taken aback, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Maybe the emperor's attitude yesterday also affected the imperial concubine, so she drank it herself instead of sending it to the emperor.

Yurou picked up the food box, Zhang Anchu looked back at the little stool, smiled slightly, and said, "Follow me."

"Yes!" The little stool was delighted, just now he was afraid that the imperial concubine would forget him.

Back in Wangyou Palace, Yurou filled a bowl of soup and brought it to Zhang Anchu, she took a sip, it tasted good.

It's a little worse than the one made by Yushanfang, but it's made by hand anyway, and I think it's extraordinarily delicious.

Zhang Anchu smiled lightly, like a spring breeze, and said: "You guys should share this soup, and serve a bowl for the little stool. Today he kept adding firewood to the pot hole."

"Thank you, Imperial Concubine." Siyu was the most excited. This is the soup made by the young lady herself, and she also has a share!
(End of this chapter)