As soon as he heard that King Duan was coming, Xining immediately put down the zhazi in his hand, raised his head and shouted in surprise: "Brother Huang is here!"

He turned his head and glared angrily: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He stood up to greet him.

The chief steward stood nearby, smiling and saying nothing.

King Duan was still kneeling. When he saw the empress coming to help him, he quickly saluted and stood up to show his humility and did not dare to accept the help.

Xi Ning's face was filled with a sincere smile: "Brother Huang, why do you have time to come here?"

Prince Duan looked at the busy scene inside and outside the palace and felt a little sorry: "I heard that His Majesty insisted on relocating his residence to open up wasteland today. I am here to express my gratitude."

"Don't mention trivial matters. There are only five hundred people. For the sake of the emperor, this trivial matter is nothing." Xining smiled broadly, as if he was extremely generous.

The chief manager muttered next to him: "It's nothing. When the matter is done, those old ministers have given up."

Xi Ning glared at the chief manager, then continued to smile stupidly at King Duan.

Prince Duan's mood at this time was indescribable. He said that this empress had no brother-sister relationship with him. How could she be like that? She would rather offend all the old ministers than let him get what he wanted.

If it were him, he might not be able to withstand such great pressure, which is something that all humerus ministers are opposed to.

Compared with offending all the ministers, I would rather offend him.

After all, the situation is no longer what it was before. If he launches troops to force the palace again, it will really be considered a rebellion.

Maybe those killers were really not sent by her.

"My lord, my lord..." King Duan was so moved that he couldn't even speak.

"Brother Emperor, have you had lunch? Stay and eat!" Xining waved his sleeves: "Go and prepare, roast chicken, roast leg of lamb, minced meat, whatever is delicious, just bring it up."

"I've already had lunch." King Duan wanted to refuse. He just came to the palace to express his gratitude. If he stayed to eat, he didn't know how long he would last.

"But I haven't eaten yet, so I'll help you with some!" Xining pulled Prince Duan's sleeve and walked out: "It doesn't matter if it's rough, just bring it up first. The ministers who are doing the work will also prepare some food for them. After eating, read through as many of this month’s notes as possible.”

"Yes!" The chief steward followed behind him, while the deputy steward and two eunuchs followed him. After listening to the chief steward's arrangements, they immediately left to do their work.

The banquet was held in a small pavilion in the courtyard outside the palace. The imperial chef listened and saw that the chicken was not cut but whole; the lamb chops were also served whole.

The ministers who were looking at Zha Zi also had similar dishes, as well as steamed buns. Everyone was eating meat, eating cakes, and drinking pimple soup. Everyone rolled up their broad sleeves, shredded the chicken, and took the mutton. We were eating, laughing and chatting. It was a bit thick, but it was quite enjoyable.

It was a rare occasion to eat together with the empress. The meal was so special that they would remember it for a lifetime.

Prince Duan looked at the empress grabbing a roasted lamb rib and eating the mutton. At this moment, she didn't look like an empress at all, but just like his own little sister.

Every time he entered the palace, the empress would let him have a meal. He suspected that the empress was looking for reasons to have a big meal by herself.

Xining bit off a piece of mutton, chewed it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Brother, you are free to do as you like, I won't greet you anymore." After saying that, he picked up the slightly thin pimple soup and took a sip.

King Duan reached out and grabbed a lamb rib and bit it too.

Well, it tastes delicious when eaten like this!

After taking the first bite, I let go. It was a bit rude to eat like this, but the empress also ate like this, so everyone ate more confidently and boldly, and laughed constantly while talking loudly.

Xining proudly grabbed the half-eaten mutton bone and said: "Regardless of trivial matters and free and easy behavior, this is a real official and a real gentleman."

Prince Duan smiled. This imperial sister was so special. There was no pressure when he was with her. He was so sweet and delicate, and playing tricks on her only made him feel uncomfortable.

After eating a few more bites, Xining threw down the bone and said, "I'm done eating."

The maid next to her immediately brought a basin for washing hands with flowers soaked in it.

King Duan also put it down and motioned to wash his hands in the basin.

Xining washed his hands: "Brother, keep using it. I want to see Zha Zi. There are so many more." He said with helplessness.

King Duan washed his hands and said: "Your Majesty, thank you for your hard work. The ministers of state cannot help. Otherwise, I will help share your Majesty's worries."

Xining's eyes lit up and he picked up the cotton cloth to wipe his hands. He put down the cotton cloth and looked at Prince Duan with sincere eyes: "Okay, brother, please help me share my worries."

Prince Duan was stunned for a moment, and saw the empress looking at her expectantly like a kitten or puppy, innocent and glistening with porphyrin.

"This is inappropriate. This is a state matter. If I help review the memorial, it will be said to be usurping power..."

Xining waved his arm: "I ordered you to assist the government, and now go and criticize Zha Zi."

Then he changed his face again and looked pitifully: "Brother, I'm almost exhausted. Just help me approve my essays for half a day, just half a day, half a day!"

This change of attitude must have happened too quickly. King Duan was really convinced and couldn't stand the entanglement. Besides, it was an imperial decree, so he could only reluctantly nod: "Then half a day, half a day as promised."

"Okay!" Xining jumped up and said, "The emperor will approve it first. If you need anything, just tell the people below. I'm going to take a rest first. I'm almost exhausted today."

After saying that, he walked out quickly. King Duan stared at his eyes and saw that the empress did not even sit in the dragon chariot, but ran away in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, he walked out four or five steps, quickly stood up and saluted: "Best farewell to Your Majesty."

Those ministers also quickly stood up and saluted. If it were later, there would probably be no need to pay tribute, and the empress would have to leave the courtyard.

Xining went straight back to the bedroom, took off his clothes, and planned to sleep.

The chief steward said worriedly next to him: "Your Majesty, are you really going to let King Duan review the papers?"

"Why not?" Xi Ning felt that the palace maid was too quick to help, so she took off her clothes herself: "Don't he want to be the emperor? Let him try and see if he feels comfortable being the emperor."

"This~" The chief manager was very worried: "Don't think you are doing well, government affairs are just that, you are addicted."

"Then stay in the capital, don't be a county king, and be an auxiliary minister." Xining had let go of his hair and lay on the bed: "Don't stay here, go to Prince Duan to serve you. Come over if you have anything to do. Report, remember, big things will come, small things will be spared!"

"Hey~" After the chief steward agreed, he thought of something and quickly asked: "Your Majesty, what is a big event?"

Xi Ning's head was already on the pillow: "The sky is falling is a big deal. As for ministers who want to give advice or bump into pillars, there is no need to scream. They will be tied up and sent to prison to watch."

"Ah?" The general manager was stunned. Okay, it's not a big deal if the minister denounces you. But compared to the sky falling, the sky falling is indeed a bigger deal.

Since the empress said so, hurry up and wait.

Xining was snoring comfortably, but King Duan felt that it was not easy to be the emperor.
Chapter completed!