MTL - I [Imperial] Am This Type of Man-Chapter 12 Conquer the Grassroots King (12)

As soon as it is winter, it will be cold.

Ji Jinrong was afraid of the cold, and his hands and feet were cold.

In the past three months, the courtiers have acquired a new understanding of the Majesty. This majesty is naturally spoilt and wants to eat well and use well, not to say luxury, but very fine. Since King Nan of the town went to the west, the entire palace was very busy every day, all around Ji Jinrong.

It seems that Ji Jinrong loves tossing so much, but the weather in North Korea is different from day to day.

On this day, the king of Zhennan was going to return to Beijing. The courtier remembered that Ji Jinrong saw off the king of Zhennan himself, and he had a wait-and-see attitude.

I want to see what happened to the new emperor and the king of Zhennan.

The King of the South of the Town returned with a full half of the black riding camp.

He went straight to the palace.

Compared to when he left, the palace was much more heavily guarded. After seeing him, the guards guarding the palace gate were still stopped, and the Zhennan King let down his sword and put down his sharp weapon.

The king of Zhennan was not angry, but a little joy appeared on his face, and he quickly cleared out the things that could hurt people, so that the black riding camp responsible for the "delivery of food" obediently cooperated with the inspection, and he rode straight to Zhengyang palace.

Ji Jinrong was listening to Taifu ’s lecture. Hearing the sound of horseshoes from outside the palace, his heart beat, and he said to Taifu, “Taifu, let ’s stop here today.”

Tai Fu's ears are not as sensitive as Ji Jinrong's, and some are not happy. Ji Jinrong's many points made him feel very novel and liked it very much. If Ji Jinrong was not a son today, he would definitely take Ji Jinrong as a close child, and pass all his life's learning to Ji Jinrong!

Although it is almost now.

The prince looked deep and said, "Although His Majesty is intelligent, but his studies cannot be slackened." He was about to persuade and listen to the news from the housekeeper, "Your Majesty, King Zhennan is seeking out!"

The prince immediately changed his mouth: "Your Majesty, the old minister retired first."

Ji Jinrong smiled.

Ji Jinrong personally sent the Taifu out and saw King Zhennan standing outside the hall. Although the western part is not like the bitter cold in the north, it is not a comfortable place, and the king of Zhennan must add wind and frost.

But for men, this wind and frost is more mature and charming.

Ji Jinrong suddenly couldn't remember what Wei Tingjun looked like.

In his mind, Wei Tingjun has always been that half-big boy.

Wei Tingjun is getting older, his body is getting weaker, he is more comatose, and has less time to wake up. Many times he wakes up, only to see Wei Tingjun standing outside the hall.

He couldn't remember how tall Wei Tingjun had grown, how many scars had been put on Wei Tingjun, and Wei Tingjun couldn't remember what was hiding in his eyes.

At that time, he dragged a body that lived one day less. How dare you think about whether you can live until the next day.

Ji Jinrong, the king of the south of the town, smiled, "Here he is."

Looking at the smile on Ji Jinrong's face, Zhennan Wang felt his heart numb, as if being hit by something.

He thought he would come back again, and it should be a sharp sword.

King Zhennan bowed on one knee and bowed to Ji Jinrong in the hunting north wind: "Yes, Your Majesty, the courtier is back."

Ji Jinrong stepped down the stone steps and helped Zhennan King.

Ji Jinrong's palms felt slightly cold, and Zhennan King could not help but reach up.

Instead of struggling, Ji Jinrong generously used the heater of Zhennan King's palm.

Two people walked into the study. The charcoal fire was already red, and He Tai added and subtracted coal to ensure that it was not too cold or too hot. Upon hearing them coming in, He Tai stepped back to the side, making tea for them.

Ji Jinrong said, "Tea, that's good."

The tea was brought back by King Zhennan to the south. At that time, the tea was not the best, but it was better than Ji Jinrong's drink before.

Mainly it was hot with water, and the brown was actually a translucent red, which was contained in a small white cup, which looked particularly beautiful. Without **** and salt pepper, I feel warm in the belly.

Ji Jinrong took a drink and felt his body warm up. He immediately smiled and frowned, and said to Zhennan Wang, "I like it very much."

King Jinnan said, "Just like it." He laughed. "People in the southern ports are the best at running. If your Majesty likes it, it won't be long before they will sell them. Before and after Qingming, I let them Here comes the new tea. That tea should also be drink like this, no salt pepper and no ginger, the tea made is very cute and the tea is fragrant, and your majesty must also like it. "

Ji Jinrong said, "These-you never did before."

King Zhennan said: "The minister will only have some fur. Really sophisticated people have to carefully think about what water to use for tea and cups." He stared at Ji Jinrong. When I saw His Majesty, I slowly began to pay attention. Unfortunately, the time was a bit short and I couldn't understand all those things. And at that time it was already at the end of the crossbow, and many things were lost. "

If the others listened, they certainly did not understand what Zhennan King was talking about, but Ji Jinrong was clear. Everything of the Zhennan King Society does not belong to a world similar to Da Zhou, but belongs to a world that King Zhennan once "destructed".

Not so much that he is a "chaotic thief", if these worlds happen to need such a person. It is not a good thing to change the dynasty without looking at the blood lineage and the inheritance of the country, at least for the people.

This is what Ji Jinrong realized on the sickbed.

At that time, he also thought about picking out a royal son from the royal family as the crown prince, but looking at the figure standing outside the hall, Ji Jinrong suddenly came up with such an idea.

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Why put a capable and influential Wei Tingjun instead of picking a clan son who doesn't know what the character is and how can it be? Is it because they have royal blood?

But the first emperor also bleeds the blood of the royal family. It's not the same. It almost ruined the country!

So what's the last name and what kind of blood is important? Obviously, there is Wei Tingjun, a talented man who has the ability to govern the country and has a common mind. Why should we make Wei Tingjun the emperor?

At that time, the more Ji Jinrong thought, the more she felt so complete.

Wei Tingjun became emperor, and could marry his sweetheart, two people and live a life of peace and beauty.

And Da Zhou will be passed on to the next generation in Wei Tingjun's hands. No matter whether he chooses a clan son or a capable person, Da Zhou is still Da Zhou, Wei Tingjun will never let it die.

But at that time, he didn't really think about who Wei Tingjun was.

Nor did he think that Wei Tingjun would actually "slay the sky and destroy the earth" after his death in exchange for his vitality.

Ji Jinrong retracted his thoughts, his eyes were bright, and he looked at King Zhennan and said, "You said in your letter, come back and eat hot pot."

King Zhennan said: "People are ready. They should have been checked by the guards." He stood up and turned to the place for meals with Ji Jinrong.

The "hot pot" is a freshly-burned copper "pot". There is a stove under the pot, and the stove is burning carbon. The water in the pot has boiled, and it is frothing, and it feels like it has not started The hot air was rising.

The ingredients are what Ji Jinrong has been waiting for: all parts of the cow! Most of the beef has been thinly cut, fat and even, and looks cooked immediately. The beef tenderloin was deliberately picked out, because the meat is tender and tender, so the flesh is light red and glows with attractive luster.

Ji Jinrong also saw the pan-yellow stuff, which looked like grease. He was a little surprised: "What is this?"

King Zhennan said, "This is beef heart mouth oil." He poured it for a half and put it in the soup in front of him, and then cooked it. After a while, he picked up the cooked beef heart mouth oil. After such a soup, the yellow fat turned white and white, exuding an unspeakable aroma.

King Jinnan said, "Will your Majesty have a taste first?"

Ji Jinrong said: "Yes!" He took a piece and put it in his mouth, only to feel that it was crispy. After a careful taste, the whole person seemed to be wrapped in something, feeling warm. It's so delicious!

Ji Jinrong's eyes are brighter than before.

The king of Zhennan looked at Ji Jinrong's likes and couldn't help cheering up. He put the rest in Ji Jinrong's bowl, and then poured most of the uncooked into himself. When Ji Jinrong finished eating, most of it was cooked.

In the eyes of Ji Jinrong's anticipation, King Zhennan filled it all into his bowl and said, "This thing is a film wrapped around the heart of a cow. It is full of fat. It ’s bad for your body to eat too much. Eat something else. "

Ji Jinrong: "..."

Ji Jinrong turned grief and indignity into appetite and lifted the cut beef tenderloin.

The king of Zhennan made some bamboo shoots and green vegetables, put them in a small plate, and pushed them to Ji Jinrong: "This is also good, it is not easy to grow out in the winter." Relentlessly broke Ji Jinrong's fantasy of escaping vegetarianism, "Your Majesty, you have to eat them."

Ji Jinrong: "..."

This guy hasn't changed at all!

Ji Jinrong is now in good health, without any flesh, and hates the vegetarian dishes that she had to endure before. She rarely touches them. Under the watchful eye of Zhennan King, Ji Jinrong picked up a bamboo stick and put it in his mouth.

This thing looks beautiful, like a half-open white umbrella. Take a bite, the taste is smooth, the juice is sweet and delicious.

Ji Jinrong said happily, "I didn't expect it to be delicious!"

King Jinnan said, "If this is the case, it is okay for Your Majesty to eat more."

Of course, Ji Jinrong will not be polite with Zhennan King.

Just to taste all kinds of fresh ingredients, Ji Jinrong already feels full. He looked at the remaining ingredients with regret and said, "Can't eat any more."

Zhennan King was satisfied with Ji Jinrong's consciousness.

He did not hesitate to move the rest of the ingredients in front of himself, and he wrapped them all round, and Ji Jinrong was stunned. King Jinnan said: "The minister has a lot of physical strength and eats more than others. If His Majesty can't eat any more, he can drink some tea slowly."

Ji Jinrong picked up the tea brought by He Tai and sipped it bit by bit, and looked at the Zhennan King who was enjoying her life with Yu Guang.

If he had really seen Wei Tingjun seriously, he should be able to see that the two faces are somewhat similar.

It's as if the brow of his face is very similar to him.

It was just that he had never seen Wei Tingjun directly, nor had he ever seen Zhennan King, so he did not recognize it. If it wasn't for the Zhennan King's initiative, he might still be thinking about where that "strong existence" is.

On the contrary, Zhennan King recognized him at the first sight of him.

Ji Jinrong drank the tea in the cup.

King Zhennan also put down his chopsticks.

Ji Jinrong said, "Go for a walk."

Outside the hall, the night did not know when it had come.

A meniscus hung in the air, spreading a faint light.