Emperor Longqing originally planned to ask Zhao Hao to accompany him for lunch, but found that he used his right arm too hard and shook it hard, so he could not lift up his chopsticks.

Besides, I didn’t kill the donkey today, so I couldn’t eat my beloved large intestine sashimi, so I let Zhao Hao have his own meal and go in and rest first.

After coming to the palace for too many times, Zhao Hao has lost interest in imperial dishes. Compared to the extremely fresh dishes, the items made in imperial kitchen are completely good... They look beautiful, but they taste very boring.

Meng Chong Zhenzhen explained that if the dish is cooked too delicious and the emperor likes it, wouldn’t it be convenient for the assassin to poison it?

Therefore, for the sake of His Majesty's safety, the chefs in the imperial kitchen could only try hard to make the dishes a little unpleasant.

OK, not a level issue.

Mr. Zhao filled his stomach with wax, so he got up and retreated to the warm room.

As soon as I left the Ganqing Palace, I saw Feng Bao's follower, waiting for him anxiously.

When he saw him coming out, the little eunuch quickly came forward and said in a crying voice: "Young Master Zhao, go and put out the fire. The prince is angry. Not only does he smash the projector, but he also wants my godfather to perform an iron pot to stew himself!"

"Oh?" Mr. Zhao was shocked and thought to himself

When he saw him coming out, the little eunuch quickly came forward and said in a crying voice: "Young Master Zhao, go and put out the fire quickly. The prince is angry. Not only will he smash the projector, he will also kill my godfather!"

"Oh?" Mr. Zhao was shocked and thought to himself, don't make any big trouble, then he will be in trouble.

While following the little eunuch to Yikun Palace, he asked what happened. As expected, it was the trouble caused by "The Cauldron". His Royal Highness was very dissatisfied with the finale and then got angry. He smashed the machine and still had nowhere to vent, and asked Feng Bao to perform an iron pot to stew himself...

Zhao Hao sighed inwardly when he heard this, saying that sending blades is indeed a bad habit since ancient times. Is it easy for creators from ancient times to the present? Not only does the income be small, but you have to risk your life.

But I think a seven-year-old child is not so cruel, so Mr. Zhao plucked up the courage to enter Yikun Palace.

As soon as I entered the prince's bedroom, I saw a big pot of water in the yard and firewood in it. Poor Eunuch Feng sat in a shy place, and had to coax the prince who was rolling around on the side.

"If you don't listen, I'll stew you, I'll stew you. Who told you to talk nonsense?" Zhu Yijun's fat face was covered with tears and snot, and he said to the little eunuch beside him: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Light the fire."

The little eunuch dared not take action, don’t look at Eunuch Feng’s miserable situation now. He is the admiral of the Dongchang, the eunuch of the Imperial Horse Prison, the chief of the Sili Prison, and the second-ranked ancestor of Danei. It takes only a matter of minutes to kill them.

Just when I was at a loss, I heard a cry.

"Stay someone in the pot!"

Everyone looked in the sound and it turned out that Mr. Zhao had arrived.

When Feng Bao saw that the savior was coming, he hurriedly said in a crying voice: "Young Master Zhao, help..."

Zhao Hao gave him a look of "Don't worry if I'm here, don't worry." He walked to the little fat man wearing a purple robe, wearing a jade gourd, rubbing his feet on the ground, and squatted down with a smile and asked, "What's the dissatisfaction with your highness? Tell me what's the matter with the projector? How do you watch the cartoon after you smash the projector?"

"I won't look at me anymore. The gourd brothers have become mountains and pressed the snake spirit down on their heads. What else can I see?" The fat man punched Zhao Hao's chest with his small fist and said, "I'm so sad that I'm so sad, wuwu..."

"Your Highness, don't worry. Although "The Calabash" is over, there is still a sequel to "The Calabash Little King Kong". Your beloved Calabashes are not dead, and they will join together to become the King Kong Calabash!" Zhao Hao was ready and threw out the sequel.

"Valentine's Calabash?" The little fat man sniffed. "What the hell is that?"

"Seven-in-one, upgraded version, full functions, great power, you deserve it." Mr. Zhao hurriedly promoted: "You can see it in the new episode in July."

He thought the little fat man would calm down, but the prince was stunned for a moment, and then rubbed his legs and cried, "I don't want anything seven-in-one, I just want seven-in-one and snake spirit mother!"

"Huh?" Zhao Hao was stunned.

Feng Bao in the iron pot said with a bitter face: "The ending given by the young master is wrong. The prince hopes that the snake spirit and the seven widows will refine the other six gourd babies, and then the mother and son will live happily together forever."

"Ah?" Zhao Hao thought to himself, what is this and what is it?

"Yes, who told you to draw the snake spirit mother to death!" Zhu Yijun continued to thrust out: "I don't care, I want Qiwa to be with the snake spirit mother!"

As he said that, he pointed at Feng Bao and accused him: "He actually said that the snake spirit is a bad monster, so he should be used to make soup!"

"Ha..." Zhao Hao couldn't help but feel a big knight. Is the prince bringing himself into the Qiwa?

After a closer look, he was dressed as Qiwo...

But Eunuch Feng is the same. You are a Hebei native, and you are eager to learn to make snake soup from Guangdong guys?

"Ah Yeh, Mr. Zhao, think of a solution quickly." Feng Bao begged Zhao Hao pitifully, "Otherwise, our family will make soup."

"Oh..." Mr. Zhao had to put aside the moral integrity of the literary and artistic workers, and patted his forehead and said dryly: "It's right, I'm blaming me for not explaining it clearly to the prince. In "Gourd Little King Kong", the snake spirit's own sister, Qingsnake spirit, will come to save her. The green snake spirit is named Xiaoqing, holding two swords..."

"I don't want the green snake spirit, I want the seven kids to save the snake spirit mother!" Zhu Yijun shook his head and refused to obey.

"I didn't finish it. Under Xiaoqing's scolding, Qiwa suddenly repented and decided to find a magic axe to split the mountain to save his mother..." Fortunately, Mr. Zhao had watched many movies and had good ability to reorganize the genitals. He hurriedly wrote it together: "So, with the company of monkeys, dogs and pheasants, he went through eighty-one difficulties, and finally collected seven dragon balls and summoned the divine dragon. The divine dragon took out three axes and asked him whether he was thrown away a golden axe, silver axe or an iron axe... In the end, Qiwa got the magic axe and chopped the Leifeng Tower. Oh no, he split the Qise Mountain and finally rescued his dear snake spirit mother."

"This is good, this is good!" The prince finally burst into tears and laughed, jumped up and clapped his hands, "This story is great, I want to watch this movie!"

"No problem." Zhao Hao secretly wiped his sweat, thinking I'm sorry. The original authors are all for the children.

"By the way, put on Qiwa's shoes and make a decent dress." Zhu Yijun suggested again: "Don't just put on a small jacket and can't be buttoned up. It's so cold to expose the little grandma!"

"No problem, no problem, we are not thinking carefully." Zhao Hao hurriedly replied: "I will put on the golden holy clothes on Qiwa..."

"What is that? Armor?" the little fat man asked curiously.

"It's almost the same." Zhao Hao smiled embarrassedly, then pointed at the big iron pot and said, "You can let Eunuch Feng come out of the pot now, right? It's all soaked!"

Zhu Yijun's plot requirements were met, so he calmed down and ordered: "Pull out your partner."

Eunuch Feng, who was like a chicken, sneezes and even forced to smile and thank you for your gratitude.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but feel sympathy for Feng Bao, thinking that it's not easy to do anything...

Zhao Hao used the excuse that the projector was damaged, and the new July episode could only be pushed one month later, so as to educate the prince not to smash things when he lost his temper.

Especially don't smash your own things.

Furthermore, even if you don’t have to draw it yourself, it will take time to write scripts yourself!

He also tied up with the prince. He could not lose his temper any more during this period, especially to take care of Feng Dabaner, otherwise the schedule would have to be postponed. Feng Bao was moved and tears came down, thinking that Mr. Zhao was so considerate.

Second only to Uncle...

After finally comforting the fat man, Zhao Hao was able to escape from the palace.

As soon as he returned to the mansion, his grandfather told him that Mr. Zhang had sent an invitation.

"Yohe, I'm back." Zhao Hao picked up the invitation on the table and saw that it was Zhang Juzheng who invited him to have tea in the mansion tomorrow morning.

"The Tingtui is over, what is he still staying on the mountain?" Zhao Liben sneered: "I haven't seen before that our "unique-inducing body" Zhang Xianggong is still a big or small, changing thief."

"Grandpa, don't always think about people badly." Zhao Hao said happily in the spirit of 'Idol abused me thousands of times, and I treat my idol like my first love': "Mr. Zhang also valued me and invited me to tea as soon as he came back."

"Hahaha, don't pretend to be confused by your understanding." Zhao Liben cursed with a smile: "As soon as the result of the court discussion came out, Zhang Taiyue probably regretted it. He will have to apologize to you tomorrow. When will Zhang Taiyue apologize to people? This is called stealing chickens and losing rice."

"This just shows that Xianggong Zhang is responsible and has a demeanor." Zhao Hao said happily.

"You won't really treat him as your father-in-law, right?" Zhao Liben looked at Zhao Hao strangely and said, "It's so cheap."

"Grandpa, don't get me wrong. I just admire Mr. Zhang, that's all." Zhao Hao hurriedly explained.

"Oh." Zhao Liben curled his lips, obviously not believing it.

It was getting dark, and a carrier pigeon that had been flying for a long distance landed in the pigeon chamber in the backyard of the Hengtongji General Number.

The servant who was taking care of the pigeon's loft quickly took off the bamboo tube from the pigeon's legs and quickly sent it to the shopkeeper's room.

In the room, Hengtongji's shopkeeper Song Xiaoming is playing chess with Pingjiang Bo Chen Wangmo.

Song Xiaoming took the bamboo tube offered by the servant, pierced the wax seal, and took out the secret letter of the code words inside.

When the servant stepped down, Song Xiaoming took out a copy of "Zhengzitong", compared the code to find the specified words, and found one to write another.

What fell on paper was the result of the previous court discussion!

"It's flat." Chen Wangmo, who had been tying his neck, sat back in a daze. "It cost 300,000 taels to buy Lao Xier, and that's the end?"

"The strength of Jiangnan Group is far beyond our imagination. If the officials from Shanxi and Huguang voted for us, we would have lost this time." Song Xiaoming could see more information from the lines. After a pause, he wrote down the last few words and said.

"And Yang Sihe gives us a message that Zhao Hao is going to make peace with Gao Xinzheng..."

"Ah?" Chen Wangmo said in a terrifying mood: "If they were asked to wear a pair of pants, how could we have a way out?!"

As he said that, he grabbed Song Xiaoming's wrist and said anxiously: "Can't hesitate, let's do it!"

"Don't be anxious, Gao Gong can't come back in a day or two." Song Xiaoming shook his head and said, "When Park Chengxing is ready and work together, the effect will be achieved!"

"Oh." Chen Wangmo then let go of his hand and spit out the turbid air and said, "You can really keep your breath!"

"How can you make a big deal if you can't hold back?" Song Xiaoming smiled faintly, and then took a step and said, "Damn, general!"
Chapter completed!