MTL - Palace Full of Delicacies-Chapter 90 Sacrifice day (on)

Lulu was very capable in the past, and dealt with those insignificant memorials. It happened that the emperors and uncles were there in the past few days. The emperor always threw his son to them to play, and he said that "a rare son is not around" Under the pretext of pulling Su Yu Hu Tianhu, so that the original can be approved on weekdays, but also accumulated for several days.

Today's Manchu Festival, in fact, there are no important memorials, most of them are officials from all over the world, please congratulate Daan on this year's good weather, greeting the national division, and report to the province how much food can be paid this year. Nothing big, but it has to be seen.

An Hong Che was bored to put his son on the table, took out the memorial and began to look at it. After reading one, he placed it next to the eldest son of the Emperor, and let him press it with his claws. When the kitten just had a full moon, he would listen to him, and he would jump up and down more than himself, and lick his **** against the edge of the fold to **** his claws.

The emperor slammed the furry little **** with a pen, and the kitten immediately turned back and looked at him unidentified.

"It's stupid!" An Hongchu snorted and felt that the eldest son looked a little bit stunned. He was the same as his younger brother. He didn't know how to resist, stupid.

Quickly approved a bunch of please Ang, the Emperor’s Majesty suddenly paused when he saw the King of the King.

On the east coast where King King lived, it took only a few days to travel by boat to the capital. In the past, the long-term residence of the king did not necessarily come. This guy would never be absent, but this year he could not come. The sea monsters in the East China Sea are endless, and the scorpion says that they have discovered squid and thin fish recently, but only two have been killed by him.

Thin fish is also good to say, similar to squid, can cause a great drought in the world; squid will cause military chaos, if the transport is now likely to affect the local air transport on the way, must be slaughtered on the spot.

"The squid is eaten, burned on the spot..." King Wang complained that the squid was not good at the memorial to show his hard work.

An Hongchu laughed and raised his hand and approved: "Hey!"

"Hey!" is writing, a claw is stretched out and hooked against the pen.

The emperor turned his head and looked around. He saw the little ball in his hand, staring at the swaying pen intently, and stretching his claws one by one. He stopped his hand and the pen did not move. The kitten licked his head and picked it up. On the back of the hand, bite the pen.

After watching it quietly for a while, the emperor slammed the ghost and made him not slammed the kitten down, but hung him in his hand, so he took his son to write a comment on the memorial.

The memorial was quickly approved, and the emperor raised his hand boringly, licking his nose with his son, thinking about it, spreading a piece of paper and preparing to paint a picture of Su Yu. It is often said in the text that if you draw a picture for your sweetheart, you will take it out when you miss it. If you are seen by your sweetheart someday, you can't get the reward of your sweetheart.

Take the inconvenient son and put it on the end of the propaganda. As a paperweight, the emperor kneels and points the little head with a pen. "No tampering."

"Mi..." The eldest son of the Emperor’s eldest son smashed his head and looked at the large white paper in front of him.

The emperor took the pen down, dipped in ink, brewed for a moment, and waved.

The thick ink is stained on the soft tip of the nose, and it is smudged on the decree. Each pen has an unprecedented patience. It is painted by hand, but it is a painting type. If you paint with your heart, you can paint God.

The Emperor’s majesty does not often paint, but the technique of painting is extraordinary, and a few strokes, a fat fish will jump on the paper! I frowned slightly, thought about it, and painted peppers and peppers. Oh, that's almost the same. Stupids see this painting and should know that they want to eat boiled fish.

Closing the pen, drying the ink satisfactorily, the Emperor's majesty took out the private seal with enthusiasm, and stamped a chapter at the corner.

Just put away the private seal, a hairy claw with his ink pressed up, and a black paw print was printed next to the beautiful red seal of the emperor. Only then focused on painting, did not pay attention, the furry "paperweight" has long run away to play with ink.

The emperor was not happy when he was standing down. This is the painting he painted for the stupid slave. How can he press the paw print of other cats?

"Mi!" The eldest son of the eldest son lifted his paw and found a black dot on the paper. He was very happy, and he pressed another one.

The emperor's knees couldn't bear it. He bounced his son's finger, and a white light flashed. The golden kitten slammed on the table and squeezed the hot hair group. He dipped his ink with his claws and pressed a paw print in the blank.

"Hey!" The eldest son of the Emperor of the Emperor thought that the father was coming to accompany him. He quickly followed one of them and excitedly smashed his golden hair to his head.

damn it! The Emperor's majesty was dissatisfied with his paw prints and had other paw prints. He pressed another one, and the kitten followed it... not much, the blank space on the whole paper was filled by the father and son.

When Su Yu was busy, when he came back and asked his father and son to have lunch, they saw a large one and two small cats lying on the large desk in the royal study room, holding a group of decrees and tearing up. The emperor hugged the propaganda group and quickly smashed it with his hind paws, while the small hair group around him strove up and struck, sticking out his small claws and stabbing.

If you want to draw a picture of Su Yu yourself, it will be so dead.

"Everyone has covered the private seal, and it has been ruined by this kid." The Emperor thought about his own hard-boiled boiled fish, and could not help but be a little angry, pointing to the small hairball that was being fed by Su Yu.

Su Yu laughed and wiped the mouth with a small ball of food. "The next time you paint your son, don't let him touch it." With a kitten painting, it is impossible to draw a picture. to make.

The emperor thought about it and thought it makes sense. He raised his hand and gave him a boiled fish. Although the stupid slave did not see his painting, he still made a boiled fish to him. Then the painting did not matter. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed.

Su Yu does not know the mystery inside, what happened in the afternoon, the dishes need to start again at dusk. I thought that in the evening, I would go to the middle of the night, and Su Yu, who didn’t take a nap, was also taken asleep by the emperor.

At first, I couldn't sleep. As a result, the emperor said, "I can't sleep and help you," and Su Shi suddenly closed his eyes. To let the emperor help, I guess I will sleep until the evening.

The festival of the full festival is a very grand festival for the royal family.

All the royal family members must wear complex and gorgeous black dresses, a black silk cover on the cover, and different lines on the silk clothes.

The prince embroidered five silver dragons with silver thread, and the emperor repaired nine gold dragons with gold thread. Su Yu also had to wear such clothes, but there was no embroidered dragon on his clothes, but the silver lines embroidered the complex and gorgeous moiré.

"I have to go to the hot dish, it's not good to wear this." Su Yu raised his hand, and the flowing cloud wide sleeves were soft and smooth. It was very beautiful. The problem was that the sleeves were too wide. He had to kill fish and stir-fry in a while.

"It's a good thing, you have to wear a sacrifice to prepare the sacrifices." The national teacher walked downstairs from the upper floor. In the main hall on the first floor of the Anguo Tower, the waiter had already held the sacrifice of the national teacher for a long time. Accepting the congratulations of the patriarchal and the Baiguan, the costumes of the National Teacher are more complicated than those of the Emperor.

Su Yu looked at the white dress waiter holding the piece of a long dress, and suddenly felt that his own is quite simple.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow is scattered on the taiji map in front of the Taiji Palace. The special stone reflects the sparkling light, making the Tai Chi in the center of the square sparkling, suddenly giving birth to a mysterious feeling.

There are very few national teachers who have left the Anguo Tower. Every year, they will come to the Taiji Palace to accept the worship of the patriarchal and the Baiguan. The people from all over the country will also face this direction in the moment when the sun sets.

As a member of the Taihang Festival, Su Yu stands on the perimeter of the Taiji map, and the Baiguan is neatly arranged under the jade steps.

Three gongs and drums rang slowly, solemn and solemn rituals began, and the national division of a snowsuit came slowly.

The two yin-yang fisheyes of the Taiji diagram rise and rise, reflecting the sunset, pulling a long shadow on the Taiji map. The national teacher stopped at the center of Taiji, and the toes of the toes were light, but if a snow-colored butterfly slammed on it, it flew effortlessly on the stone platform with a height of three feet.

The gorgeous snow-colored robes embroidered the complex moiré with gold thread, and can't be seen in the backlight. Standing in the sun, it will look like the whole person shines. The soft snow color 鲛绡, if like the clouds in the sky, Zhang's clothes are placed in the breeze, and some of the long hair of the snow is bundled by the jade crown, and the rest are scattered behind the body, and the clothes are fluttering in the wind.

This moment of the national teacher, incomparably solemn and sacred, even if it is Su Yu, also sees the tide of the heart, giving birth to the urge to worship.

There is no long lyrics, no complicated rituals, and the national teacher raised his head slightly. The golden light reflected the face of the handsome, not like the ordinary thing. The light-colored thin lips lightly opened: "God to Daan!"

The voice of the Qingling is not big, but it is strangely echoed in everyone's ear. The ethereal is like a sing from the ancient times, and it is tapped on the heart.

"God to Daan! God bless Daan!" Baiguan screamed in unison and sounded nine.

When the people returned from the excitement, the high school had already lost the figure of the national teacher. Instead, it was the emperor who took the hand.

The hundred officials are again stunned, and the mountain is long lived.

The author has something to say: Small theater:

In order to compete for the right to play with the emperor

Uncle 17: I have a belly with nine cakes.

Thirteen Uncle: I have a big tail with black and white stripes

Brother: I have a red old Su!

Small fish: I have fish paste, shrimp paste, crab meat...

Big hair: Mi? (just full moon, can't understand people)

Seventeen Uncle & Thirteen Uncle & Brother & Small Fish: ==

Cowboy throws a grenade

Fei Yu threw a mine

I am familiar with it. _ Lixia threw a mine.

Favorite cats threw a mine

Rice rice thrown a mine

Cat purple threw a mine

Sky threw a mine

The moon has thrown a mine

The roast fish that does not cry, threw a mine

Chapter fifteen threw a mine

The small board threw a mine

Favorite cats threw a mine

Smiling sunset throws a mine

Darknight threw a mine

(づ_ど) threw a mine

Xiaoyan threw a mine

The tailless fish threw a mine

Xiaoyan threw a mine

Big big gold threw a mine

Big big gold threw a mine

Big big gold threw a mine

Dry and lure throws a mine

Thank you for the mines and grenades of the adults. What are you so passionate about? The national teacher of this chapter can't touch it, hey, the attack can't touch it, then, let's touch Jing Wang well~ (Jing Wang: What is it about me!)