A few days later.

"Mr. Marquis, it's already the third day. You've always kept the candles in the morning these days, and you'll have to pay a morning ceremony tomorrow..." The attendant carefully brought a cup of hot tea and replaced the already cool cup.

"Have your wife been back?" Zhao Mocheng's voice was a little tired, but his eyes did not leave the document.

The attendant pondered for a moment, as if a little cramped: "It's still... not yet."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw his marquis glance at the corner of his eyes and frowned.

"I'll ask someone to look for me!" The attendant hurriedly bowed and retreated.

As soon as he left the Yuemen, he met Yun Xiaoshuang.

Yun Xiaoshuang had just returned from the medicine house and was inevitably covered with the bitterness of herbs. She wanted to take a shower and change her clothes first, but she saw the attendant overjoyed and greeted her.

I looked up and saw that the candles were lit in the room, and I guessed some reason. As expected—

"Madam, you're back. The Marquis is asking his subordinates to find you."

"He is still busy with government affairs in the court?"

"Yes, I have been like this recently. The Marquis saw that his wife was very busy, so..." The attendant sighed and hid the words that had not been finished.

Yun Xiaoshuang knew it in her heart.

A few days ago, she ran around and saw many people begging and migrating along the way. I think there was a change in the border area, so he must be worried about this matter now.

As he thought about it, Yun Xiaoshuang moved lightly and was already walking towards the light.

The carved wooden door was gently pushed open, and the evening breeze wrapped in a trace of medicine scent swept across the tip of his nose.

"Not bad, I still know I'm going to come back." Zhao Mocheng raised his head from the front of the case, frowned gently, but he could still hear the little bit of depression and unhappiness in his words.

Such angry words made Yun Xiaoshuang chuckled.

After removing the lampshade before the case, Yun Xiaoshuang found a scissor and cut the candle wick for him and explained: "There are several medicines that are considering the last few medicinal herbs, so she spent some more energy."

"It took so much effort, but has it been researched?"

"Yes, yes." Yun Xiaoshuang coaxed her. Although she looked helpless on her face, the smile on the corner of her mouth was like the spring breeze on the willows in February, with a sweet smell.

After re-covering the lampshade, Yun Xiaoshuang took the stack of official documents on the desk and flipped through two copies. Seeing that the content was similar, she couldn't help but wonder: "So many official documents are all border affairs?"

"Yes." Zhao Mocheng also stopped his joking expression when he heard this, put down the official document in his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "The situation at the border has been unstable and conflicts have occurred frequently. Now the situation is getting worse and worse. It may arouse a war between the two countries at any time. I believe that tomorrow

There will be another verbal battle in the palace.”

...

Sure enough, the border reports were reported to the emperor one after another.

The memorials on the imperial case were piled up into small hills, and almost all the books were involved in border wars, making the emperor extremely bored.

The next day in the court, the emperor's gloomy face made all the ministers feel scared. But he was afraid of being scared, and the reason he should report was that he could not be left behind.

"The Emperor, this year, due to changes in the border, it has spread widely. All the people in the border cities fled, and the grain harvest has dropped sharply."

"Emperor, there are many people on the border. Now, even the capital has seen many people on the border who have fled. I am afraid that this will be inappropriate. I hope the emperor can issue an order as soon as possible to close the city gate!"

"I also think that the city gate should be closed as soon as possible! Nowadays, a large number of people who flee to the capital gather in the streets and alleys, which seriously affects the patrol control of the capital."

"The emperor thinks twice! The people are forced to leave their hometown because of the war on the border. If the city gate is closed, it will be harmful to your holy name!"

"The turmoil at the border is already panic. If the suffering people cannot be resettled, they are afraid that the people in the world will be disappointed, so they must not close the city easily!"

Due to the closure of the city, the two factions in the hall argued endlessly and each other, which made the emperor, who was already in a dilemma, even more undecided.

Zhao Mocheng stood in front of all officials, listening to the ministers who were more quarreling than the cicadas in summer, and he couldn't help but sneer on his lips.

Looking up, the person on the throne had closed his eyes, and his face looked solemn as if the storm was about to come.

"Enough!" A roar came from the hall, and the dust in the hands of the eunuch who was serving the side almost fell off. The officials suddenly fell silent, and the hall suddenly became silent.

"One or two will only argue about whether to open or not, and the memorandums will be submitted one by one, but no one can solve them! I support you to listen to your quarrels every day?!"

No one dared to argue about the emperor's anger, and all the officials bowed their heads and bowed very modestly.

It was a whole morning court that was left alone.

In the study room.

The emperor paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, and his sighs revealed his anxiety.

Zhao Mocheng stood quietly aside without saying a word.

In the end, the emperor couldn't help but speak first: "What are the good ideas for Xiaoyao Hou?"

"I am ashamed to say that I have not yet found a proper way." Zhao Mocheng bowed and smiled apologetically.

The emperor stared at him with his inquiring eyes for a while, and then half joking and half tentatively said: "Hao Xiaoyao really has no way? You can't hide your weakness."

"The emperor is serious. What a great matter in the country and the country. If I have the ability to solve this problem, how could I hide my weakness?"

"The officials are useless, and they are just about whether to open or not. It is really a headache. Xiaoyao Hou has a wide range of knowledge, outstanding abilities, and has the help of a virtuous person. Let's leave this matter to your dear minister."

After returning to the imperial case, he sat down and said lightly.

"emperor……"

"Okay, this matter is decided like this." Zhao Mocheng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the emperor's wave.

"Since the emperor values ​​his ministers so much, he will naturally do his best to share his worries for the emperor."

The emperor's intentions have been settled, so Zhao Mocheng naturally can only respond.

In fact, he guessed the result as soon as the emperor called him alone into the imperial study room. As expected, he didn't feel much emotion. But I don't know if this time it was the emperor who really thought he was "a lot of knowledge and outstanding ability."

But some people have ulterior motives to entrusted with important tasks and want to make things difficult for him.

...

The progress in the Yaolu is good. Several medicines have been developed and formed, and Yun Xiaoshuang can finally take a break.

In addition, she was busy with these days, either running around or returning late at night, Zhao Mocheng was already very dissatisfied with this.

Despite this, he has always respected her wishes and has never interfered with and stopped her career, which has moved Yun Xiaoshuang very much.

So while he was having nothing to do in the past few days, Yun Xiaoshuang thought of cooking and making some food to reward Zhao Mocheng.

It was already past Mao time for Yun Xiaoshuang to get up in the morning, and Zhao Mocheng had already entered the palace and went to court early. Seeing that the weather was sunny outside, she simply washed it and went out of the house to prepare ingredients with great interest.

When she returned home with a lot of loads, she seemed to be shocked and dropped her chin.

"Madam, let me do such a rough job."

"Yes, Madam, I hurt my hand carefully with a fishbone, so I'd better leave it to me."

"Why... I will help you?"

The servants surrounded the kitchen and saw Yun Xiaoshuang's cooking skills that were not proficient, and they were all persuading them with great thought.

"Okay! What else can I do if you are all around here?!" Yun Xiaoshuang turned around to get the ingredients but bumped into the maid behind her. Finally, she lowered her face and took the airs of the wife of the Hou Mansion.

"Everything goes, go right away!"

"But Madam..."

"The last one to go out will deduct this monthly money!" As soon as the killer move was released, the kitchen was empty in a moment.

Yun Xiaoshuang is an independent woman in the 21st century. It is common for her to cook, but the ancient kitchen utensils really test her standard.

Just a few dishes made her anxious, which was hundreds of times harder than developing drugs.

A few more firewood was added to the stove, and Yun Xiaoshuang raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She never thought that she would have a day when she had "I smiled when I was long skirts and washed my hands and made soup for you"

.

"Puff..."

Yun Xiaoshuang was busy here and heard a familiar chuckling from the door. Looking back, Zhao Mocheng was leaning leisurely on the door frame, making fun of her with a smile: "I will see this when I get back home."

The smoke was shrouded in the side, and I wondered why there was such a bad chef in my house."

He kindly went back to the kitchen for him, but this guy actually came to laugh at her?!

Yun Xiaoshuang put down the firewood in anger, and was about to turn her back, but Zhao Mocheng had already walked up to her and leaned towards her.

He was ashamed and softly stroked the mottled traces of the ashes on her face: "But I didn't expect that it was the wife who added fireworks to the mansion."

His laughter was soft and gentle, and another ray of ambiguity was hidden in him. Yun Xiaoshuang's unspoken anger was transformed into this shallow mood by him.

"Oh! My dish!" A burnt smell suddenly broke into the beautiful air, and Yun Xiaoshuang woke up. There was still the dish she was cooking on the pot! It was too late to lift the pot and rescue it.

Yun Xiaoshuang looked at the dish that was so dark that she couldn't tell the original one, and glared at Zhao Mocheng.

I originally planned to make three dishes and one soup, but now I'm doing it. The first dish was not good enough to cook it, and only a soup was left.

Zhao Mocheng laughed at the mess, took the only bowl of fish soup next to the stove, and put a spoonful of them to eat.

Looking up at Yun Xiaoshuang's gaze, Zhao Mocheng laughed a little: "Mrs.'s craftsmanship... is really three points better than the chef."

"Take it serious?" Yun Xiaoshuang was skeptical about his words.

Seeing him scooping another spoonful and putting it into his mouth, Yun Xiaoshuang couldn't help but feel ready to move his fish soup. She grabbed his wrist and tasted it on the edge of the bowl, and her eyebrows immediately twisted together.

He turned around and vomited it into the bucket of soup: "I don't know that you are also a lying person who opens your eyes."

This taste is not as delicious as the medicine she developed.

"A little bit of heart, a little bit of affection, and a little bit of emotion, isn't it three points better than a chef?" Zhao Mocheng's slender knuckles wiped the soup stains on the corner of her mouth, and the milky white fish soup was held in his hand, like

It's a delicious delicacy.

He Xi Chunri is not as warm as the person in front of him...
Chapter completed!