The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 389

"Is there any difference?" Changsun Ji was confused.

"Why is there no difference? If you eat it tomorrow, that is your breakfast. It is the time stipulated by the mansion to provide meals to the servants. At that time, you can eat as much as you want, but you can't eat it now. You are not here now. If you come to eat during the time when the government provides meals, that is stealing."

Changsun Ji rubbed his head, he seemed to understand what this old man was talking about, this old man had always said that he was pedantic, he didn't feel much about it, he just thought this old man was laughing at himself, now he finally realized this How pedantic the old man is.

As if he understood what Changsun Ji was thinking, the elder brother said again: "Do you think I'm pedantic, just say it straight, I don't care."

"Hehe, brother is serious. This is not pedantic, you are just following the rules of the mansion, how can you be pedantic." Changsun Ji said with a smile.

Then he sprinkled it around and said, "Brother, didn't you ask me to leave a note for you? Do you have a pen and paper here?"

"Paper and pen? I only have firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar here. I don't have such high-end things as paper and pen. They are for you scholars. But it doesn't matter. I don't have anything else here, only charcoal. How much do you write to me with charcoal?" Just one word."

Saying this, the chef wiped his hands on his apron, walked to the place where the boy was burning the fire, took out a fire stick from the stove, scooped a ladle of cold water, put out the sparks on the fire stick, and picked it up again. A piece of firewood was handed to Changsun Ji and said: "You just use things to write."

Changsun Ji nodded in agreement, and stretched out his hand to take it. The firewood was not very smooth, and Changsun Ji held a fire stick in his hand, and it was not easy to write. It was just a few words that were bumped and bumped, leaving behind his name.

Passed the chopping wood to the chef, but the chef didn't look at it, just asked Changsun Ji to throw it aside, and Changsun Ji put it on the table.

Changsun Ji said goodbye to the chef, got up and left the kitchen.

After leaving the kitchen, Changsun Ji saw Cheng Ping not far away.Changsun Ji just had a full meal and didn't want to go back to rest right away, so he went for a walk in the mansion with him.

After briefly explaining to Cheng Ping what happened in the prince's mansion today, Changsun Ji asked Cheng Ping, "Tell me, how will the prince handle the affairs of the Western Regions in the court tomorrow?"

"Hehe, my lord can also find out from the party in the palace today, as long as the prince speaks about this matter in the court tomorrow, it will definitely develop from dealing with the affairs of the Western Regions to civil and military disputes."

"It would be fine if Emperor Yan was still in the capital. He can suppress all the officials in the court, but the crown prince alone can't suppress the officials in the court at all. He can decide the treatment of the country with one word."

"So tomorrow in the court, whether to use force or text depends on who can suppress whom in court or Chinese."

Changsun Ji nodded in agreement, and chatted briefly with Cheng Ping, and then Changsun Ji went back to his room. He had to get up early for the tomorrow morning meeting. If nothing happened, he liked to go to bed early and get enough sleep.

Just when Changsun Ji went back to sleep, he was in the back kitchen.

The chef who had been talking to Changsun Ji just now cut off the meat sticking to the basin and wrapped it in the last bun.

He took a basin of water, washed off the flour and minced meat on his hands, and shook it twice randomly to shake off the moisture on his hands. The chef picked up the firewood written by Changsun Ji.

With the help of the dim light in the room, he could barely make out the words written on the firewood, and read out bit by bit with a frown: "Changsun Ji owes the chef two meat buns and a bowl of plain noodles today."

After reading, the chef's face changed, and the flickering light of the fire made his face look a bit dark. He picked up the firewood and read it again, only then did he believe that these things were written on the firewood.

He smashed the firewood in his hand directly on the ground, and the firewood fell on the ground with a "bang bang" sound. He cursed: "Ge Laozi, I hunted geese all day long, but unexpectedly, the geese blinded my eyes. I see you This scholar is honest, and he kindly cooks noodles for you. I never thought you would dare to write a fake name to fool me as a fool. You really treat me as a bully. Don’t let me know who you are, or I will treat you like a bun. Packed."

Cursing, the chef picked up the firewood, threw the firewood directly into the stove, and slapped the boy on the head who had been burning the fire.

"You son of a bitch, why didn't you remind me just now, that kid pretended to be real, I really thought he listened to what I said, and thought of him as my confidant, unexpectedly he lied to me. "

After being slapped for nothing, the boy patted his head aggrievedly, flattened his mouth and said: "You are stupid, you can blame others."

"You son of a bitch, how dare you call me?" The chef glared, raised his hand, and tried to hit him again.

The boy shrank his head in fear and said: "Oh, what are you doing? This is. Isn't it just a bowl of noodles? It's not worth a lot of money. You have been cheated so much that you don't even have a house or a wife. Is this bowl of noodles still missing?"

"You son of a bitch, how dare you say that to me. I'll fuck you." The chef stretched his leg and slammed a stick on the boy's ass.

The little servant screamed in pain, circling around a long table in the kitchen, and yelling at the same time, "I'm a turtle son, so what are you? A thousand-year-old bastard basking in the sun on a turtle shell."

The cook was furious when he heard that, he went up to chase the boy and wanted to beat him, and said viciously: "Guer... brat, brain, bah. I'm going to beat you to death today."

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Three days later, Changsun Ji rubbed his head and walked out of the palace. Ever since the messenger from Liangzhou came to Beijing, all officials in the court began to quarrel in the court hall. For three whole days, Changsun Ji felt that he had entered a nest of flies. For three days the flies were screaming, but fortunately today is over.

Today's handling of the Western Regions has achieved results. Tomorrow, the court and China will send envoys to the Western Regions to force the country to disband the alliance. Messenger is just a layer of literati.

These envoys are not so much asking the orbiting country to disband the alliance, but rather sending a letter of war to the orbiting country.

Since the orbiting countries openly formed an alliance, how could they easily disband the alliance.

But it doesn't care about his business. The envoy representative has already selected two military generals and three civil servants to form the envoy group.Moreover, the commander-in-chief who went out to suppress the countries in the Western Regions already had a target candidate.

(End of this chapter)