Datang: I was overheard by the Empress

Chapter 299 Di Ping'an who plays petty temper!

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"That's right, I've been playing all afternoon, and I'm a little tired!"

When Shangguan Wan'er said this, Her Majesty the Empress immediately felt that what Shangguan Wan'er said was very true,
After all, today is indeed quite tiring. This Doudizhu still needs to pay attention to the strategy and method of arranging troops. Each of these rounds has consumed a lot of energy. The more than 100 rounds are played like a single battle. Like a hundred battles,
Every match requires Her Majesty the Empress to rack her brains to be victorious in all battles. Otherwise, why do you think I will win?
Is it really just relying on others to flatter me?No, absolutely not like this, all of these are my true strengths!
"I serve His Majesty to change clothes!"

Shangguan Wan'er and another female officer hurriedly waited for Her Majesty to change her clothes, and sent Her Majesty to the dragon bed. After covering the quilt, Shangguan Wan'er and the female officer immediately retreated.
However, Shangguan Wan'er and the female officer who had exited the empress' bedroom looked at each other at this moment, and before Shangguan Wan'er could speak, the female officer immediately said eagerly:
"Master Shangguan, it's still early in the day, I wonder if Lord Shangguan is still interested in playing a few more games!"

"Wang Shangju, that's exactly what I mean, then let's find another place and start over!"

Shangguan Wan'er immediately said eagerly, today she has lost more than 100 games in a row, and Shangguan Wan'er has long held her breath. At this moment, Her Majesty is finally going to bed, so why can't she let Shangguan Waner play her best? Want to see your true strength?
"Naturally, Lord Shangguan, please follow me!" Wang Shangju said with a firm smile, sneaking into another room with Shangguan Wan'er!
A moment later, Shangguan Wan'er's crisp laughter came from the middle of the room: "Eighty or ninety ticks, I won!"

"Three sevens with nines, three eights with ten, win, hurry up, give money give money give money!"

This night, Shangguan Wan'er finally understood what retribution is before her eyes, Feng Shui turns around!

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There was nothing to say all night, Di Ping'an woke up very early today, and Di Pingan got up before Di Renjie woke him up.

In fact, Di Ping'an didn't sleep well last night, mainly because Di Ping'an, who had been thinking about it all night, couldn't figure out why his brother suddenly didn't love him anymore.
Di Ping'an, who wanted to get rid of the pot but failed, somehow got another task of being the champion of martial arts, so he was naturally extremely depressed!
So from today onwards, Di Ping'an decided to put his elder brother in the cold palace, never talk to him again, never cook hot pot for him, never make him tea, let alone ignore him, and let Di Renjie feel a wave How tragic is it for an elder brother who has no younger brother to care for him!

So Di Pingan, who got up early, went out angrily, and didn't even plan to have breakfast at home. Now Di Pingan holds two big businesses of cigarettes and hot pot in his hand, making a lot of money every day, so he wants to eat outside. It's not easy!
So when Di Renjie got up and was going to wake up Di Pingan according to the usual practice, he found that the quilt was lifted and he didn't find his brother!
Di Renjie was stunned for a moment, and the first thought that popped into his mind was not that Di Ping'an got up early, but that Di Ping'an was kidnapped. After all, it's his brother's urinating nature, so Di Renjie didn't know about it. I have never seen my younger brother get up early in the morning. If this can make him get up early, it will be a miracle for the first time!
But after asking the butler Lao Wang, Di Renjie finally understood what was going on!Shi Shi couldn't help but smiled wryly: "How old are you and you still play with me like this, forget it, let him eat first!"

Di Renjie couldn't laugh or cry for a while, no matter how Di Ping'an is now an adult, how could he still play such a trick that only children can play!
However, Di Renjie will soon know what his treatment will be like after being thrown into the cold palace by Di Pingan. After returning home one day, he will not be able to eat hot pot made by his brother himself, nor will he be able to enjoy the service of making tea by Di Pingan himself. Say a word to yourself again, what kind of embarrassment would it be?
Di Ping'an went out angrily, and didn't even have time to eat breakfast in order not to meet his brother at the dining table.

So Di Pingan, who was still hungry, planned to have breakfast before going to work.As for whether this will cause you to be late for clocking in at work, it is not in the scope of Di Ping'an's concern.
After all, what Di Renjie said was right, Wannian County is so pissed now, is there no case at all all day long?
What is he, the county magistrate, doing with so much leisure? Isn't he good for eating, drinking, and having fun all day with the country's salary?
Although Di Ping'an has been in Chang'an City for a long time, but Di Ping'an has never seen what Chang'an City looks like in the morning. After all, it is usually quite late after he wakes up.

"Speaking of which, the Chang'an Morning Market is quite bustling!"

Plunging headlong into Zhuque Street, Di Pingan took a moment to look around. It has to be said that Chang'an has become more and more lively after spring returns to the earth!
Especially the bustling scene of the morning market in Chang'an is definitely not much worse than that of later generations, and it is also different from the busy traffic of later generations. Now in Chang'an City, there is a proper 110 Bafang, and hundreds of pedestrian streets will exhaust you.

In particular, the ten-mile-long Suzaku Street is the most pedestrian street. Everyone around is wearing Tang suits and Hanfu. It is much more lively than the ones in TV dramas. The city of Chang'an is also beginning to slowly thaw and recover!
On both sides of Zhuque Street, there are small stalls selling all kinds of breakfast. Although the styles may not be so many, each one is full of fragrance. Di Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little moved by the picture of Chang'an Morning Market, which is full of sub-pictures, and wanted to draw it with a brush.

"Boss, here's a bowl of wontons, and two more buns!"

Di Pingan looked at a pretty good stall, and sat down immediately. Although he was wearing an official uniform, the owner of the wonton stall was not too scared.
After all, there are too many big and small officials in Chang'an City. People like Di Pingan come here to eat wontons in official clothes. To be honest, although this boss doesn't see too many, he likes to come here every now and then. have a taste,

After all, his wontons and buns are well-known in Chang'an City, just like the Haidilao hot pot that must be ordered for dinner. If you don't eat his bowl of wontons for breakfast and buy two buns from him, it can be regarded as A serious Chang'an native?

"Come on, sir, you'll be here soon!"

The owner of the wonton stall yelled angrily, and in just a moment, a bowl of hot wontons, with two meat buns with big fillings, was directly seen in front of Di Ping'an!

Di Ping'an was also polite, grabbed two big meat buns and started to make them. Not to mention, it's not unreasonable for the boss to do such a good business, and the taste is not bad!

(End of this chapter)