The reborn prince's little palace maid in the apocalypse

After Bai Lu in the small town of Jiangnan could not contact the system, she did not dare to contact anyone privately and could only choose to lie dormant.

But here in the capital, it was plunged into a bloody storm.

Since the first day of the Lunar New Year in the East Palace, [New Year's gifts] have been given out everywhere, and all households that have received [New Year's gifts] have closed their doors.

Some timid families even prohibit visiting relatives in the second year of junior high school. The female family members at home could not leave, and the married daughter could not come back. The whole family was crying and screaming, and the Chinese New Year was more lively than before.

Then the Cao family was raided, and more than ten people in the official department were implicated just by interfering in official assessments. With the three huge jars sent to the Ministry of Justice from the East Palace, the impact of this incident on the Ministry of Officials reached its peak.

The first to bear the brunt was the imperial concubine's faction. The imperial concubine's father was Meng Qinghai, the official minister. In the court, he was pointed at the nose and reprimanded by the emperor. Although he was not dismissed directly, the entire official department had to coordinate the investigation. In the end, what could be done? What will be found, no one can say for sure now.

As the investigation deepened, people were impeached every day in the court, ranging from interfering in official evaluations to accepting bribes; from bending the law for personal gain to disregarding human life; from not repairing the internal curtains to competing with the people for profit. The charges are various and the number of people involved is increasing.

Among them, the censors at the censorship station are the most active. If they don't meet with a few people every day, it's like they can't hold their heads up in front of their colleagues. As long as they keep an eye on anyone, they can peel off a layer of skin. Even when they were children and peeped at their neighbors taking a bath, they could dig it out. Anyway, they are not responsible for the truth or falsehood. If they hear something, just say "hear" can make the officials they impeached unable to tell the story of their suffering.

Yan Sinian sat on the high platform every day and looked at these people, these people who had convicted him just because of a few rumors in his previous life. Without proof, without trial, without anyone even telling him about this [sinner], they sentenced him to a heinous crime. Now he had to see how they behaved in a different place.

Looking at the red-faced officials below who were arguing with the censors, Yan Sinian thought to himself, "I am so kind, I gave them a chance to argue!" 】

Now in the court, the general process every day is that the imperial censor at Yushitai will first impeach the official, then the emperor will scold the person, and then the impeached official will defend himself. If the argument cannot be answered clearly, it will be handed over to the Ministry of Punishment, together with the Dali Secretary Work with the Inspector General to investigate.

The final result was that in just three days, Miao Kun, the Minister of Punishment, had a mouthful of blisters, and his throat was so swollen that he could no longer speak because of the heat.

Yan Sinian was in the golden palace, looking at the officials' jokes calmly.

Xiaoba was in the dining room, waiting for the dumplings to be cooked in the pot.

A few days ago, Xiaoba was taken out for a meal by Yan Sinian, and it seemed as if a new door had been opened to her.

On that day, Yan Sinian took Xiaoba with him. He originally planned to go to his own restaurant and make a table for Xiaoba alone. After all, it was still the New Year, and normal restaurants and businesses were not open.

But no one expected that when they walked to the street market in Nancheng, some small stalls selling early food would lure Xiao Ba away.

In the winter morning, before dawn, in the wind and snow, the stoves set up by the vendors early had iron pots and cages, all of which were emitting heavy steam, intertwined with the flying snow in the sky. Along with the shouts, fireworks formed in the world.

Those who can still set up stalls during the Chinese New Year can imagine how difficult it is.

In addition to some staple foods such as steamed buns, steamed buns and pancakes, the only other visible foods are croquettes mixed with minced meat and wrapped in coarse flour and bran grains, which are considered meat dishes. Other foods with a meaty taste are made from animal offal.

In this world, nobles and rich people do not eat offal. In their eyes, offal is the poorest food, and only the poorest people will eat it.

And Xiaoba would naturally not eat food made from animal offal in the palace.

The things she had eaten outside the palace before were all brought to her by An Jiu. An Jiu must have picked them out and brought them to her. How could he bring her food made from these offal.

So smelling the thick smell and looking at the cauldron of boiling soup, Xiao Ba rushed over.

The sellers of miscellaneous pots are a couple, nearly fifty years old, but their bodies are very strong, but there are some signs of age on their faces.

One of them was stirring the food in the pot with a spoon, and the other was making pancakes on the side. Suddenly a little girl appeared in front of their stall, and the couple were startled.

The little girl in front of me was dressed in gorgeous clothes and wore gold and silver jewelry. At first glance, she was not an ordinary child. Maybe I have never seen such rough food, so I came over to take a look out of curiosity.

The man may have been afraid of scaring Xiaoba, so he took a few steps back and motioned for his wife to come over and say hello.

"Miss, this is not something you can eat." The woman said to Xiaoba with a smile.

Xiaoba's cat eyes widened in an instant. He looked at the pot and then at the woman. After thinking for a while, he took out a purse from behind, actually in the space, shook it and said, "I have it." money."

There will still be alien objects in the last days! Xiaoba still has the common sense of spending money to buy things.

"It's not about money!" The woman waved her hands repeatedly. "This is a poor thing. If the lady eats it, she will be lectured by her family."

Yan Sinian's carriage stopped not far behind Xiaoba. The woman saw that this rich lady did not come alone, and she did not dare to sell her food to her.

"It smells so good! What is this made of?" Xiaoba didn't pay attention to the woman's words at all. He just looked at the ingredients rolling in the pot and tried hard to distinguish. Because the things inside were all chopped up, Xiaoba didn’t recognize them either. Seeing that the boss didn't want to sell it to her, she thought that if she knew what it was made of, she could ask Pang Ping to make it for herself.

The woman didn't say what was in the pot before because she was afraid of making Xiao Ba sick. Now that I saw her insisting on asking, I thought that the worst she could do was get scolded a few times and be sent away, which was the right thing to do. If a little bit of the soup in the pot splashes onto her body, the couple won't be able to afford the loss.

So the woman told Xiao Ba that the pot was filled with pig waste. Seeing that Xiao Ba didn't understand, she said in detail: "It's just some pig's internal organs, including the heart, liver, lungs and intestines." Even though his intestines were broken, Xiaoba still had no expression. The woman didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little tired for the child's family.

"You know what I'm talking about, right?" the woman asked Xiaoba.

Xiaoba nodded. Xiaoba had never seen the internal organs of a pig, but they were common in humans. We are all animals, so we think they look similar. "Then what? Do you want to cook it directly?" Xiaoba asked, pointing to the pot.

"Yes, wash it well, add some seasonings, and cook it like this." Seeing that Xiaoba's expression was just curious and not offended, the woman felt relieved and said with a smile, "It's just... If a poor family tastes meat, it won’t taste good to a lady!”

It doesn’t taste good, but it smells delicious! Xiaoba felt that this woman was lying to him and just didn't want to sell it to her.

Is this thing membership-based? In the last days, there will be some places that only members can enter. There is a lot of food there, and you have to pay a lot of crystal cores, or be a high-level superpower user, to become a member and eat there. Xiaoba has robbed several places like this.

Robbery is not allowed here, but whether it is money or status, my sponsor, the prince, has it all! If she doesn't sell it to herself, she won't sell it to the prince.

Thinking of this, Xiaoba turned around and left.

The woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Xiaoba gone. She looked back with a smile and continued to organize her stall with her husband.

When Xiaoba got back to the car, he went to pull Yan Sinian, asking him to get out of the car and buy that delicious food.

After pulling for a while, he didn't pull. Instead, he was pulled by Yan Sinian to sit down.

"That stuff is not clean. How about I take you to a restaurant?" Yan Sinian didn't want Xiaoba to eat those things.

"They have washed it." When Xiaoba came back, he glanced under the table and saw a basin of internal organs soaked in water. It was obvious that when the woman said she had washed it, she really had washed it.

"Do you know what intestines are?" Yan Sinian knew that Xiaoba had learned all the common sense things from Aunt Fu and An Jiu in the past few years, and he was afraid that she would not understand what intestines were.

But Xiaoba responded directly: "Of course I know, you're just pretending to be shit."

Hearing Xiaoba's answer, Yan Sinian frowned. The language was too vulgar and would appear rude when talking to others.

I had always thought that although she was young, she was smart, so I never thought of this. There is no need for her to be well-read in poetry and books and to be talented in literature. But basic etiquette and courtesy still need to be learned.

Xiao Ba saw Yan Sinian's expression turned ugly, and after thinking about it, he realized that he was right! Suddenly she seemed to realize something! He narrowed his eyes and said to Yan Sinian: "Feces are not necessarily dirty. I have also heard that rich people soak cat feces in water and drink it! You are also rich, have you ever drank it? Does it taste good?"

"Stop!" Yan Sinian interrupted Xiaoba, fearing that she would say something else that would make him sick to the point of vomiting. He put his index finger against Xiaoba's pink lips and said in an unquestionable tone: "No. If you are so disgusting, I can ask someone to buy you a taste, but you have to promise me one thing."

Xiaoba lowered her eyes and looked at Yan Sinian's fingers. The last time he wiped her lipstick with his hand, she felt something strange, but it was too fast. She didn't think about it at the time. Now that his hand was on his lips, Xiaoba could clearly feel his heart skipping twice.

You must know that since she regained her powers, her heart has been beating at the same frequency at all times.

Xiaoba didn't understand this feeling, so...

She opened her mouth and bit Yan Sinian's finger.

As soon as his teeth touched the flesh, Yan Sinian retracted his hand. When did this girl develop a habit of biting? This also needs to be changed.

Xiaoba didn't bite anyone, and she seemed a little unwilling to do so, but she couldn't chase him and bite him. So he asked: "What do you promise?"

Yan Sinian gently rubbed the index finger that was almost bitten with his thumb, and his eyes became darker: "Learn some rules from Aunt Fu."

"Aunt Fu taught me." Xiaoba doesn't hate learning rules, it's not difficult anyway, and whether she follows them or not is up to her.

Yan Sinian didn't waste any time. He pointed to the stall outside the carriage and asked, "Would you like to eat?"

Xiaoba nodded quickly.

Yan Sinian asked with a smile on his face: "Want to learn?"

Xiaoba smelled the aroma in the air and nodded.

Yan Sinian knocked on the wooden board next to the car window with his hand. After a while, a small bowl of miscellaneous pots was brought in.

Xiaoba held the bowl and took a shallow sip of the soup. The rich taste instantly filled her mouth.

No matter how clean it is, there will always be some smell in sewer, so it must be made with twice the seasoning.

Moreover, most of the mixed pots made by this couple are for people who work hard, so the taste is naturally much stronger. Because those people think that people without salt are boring, so the saltier the food, the more they like it.

The food cooked by the royal chef in the palace pays attention to the blend of five flavors, which is light and healthy. Who dares to make such a strong taste?

So this is the first time Xiaoba has tasted such a strong taste.

As the saying goes, "To satisfy your craving, use spicy and salty food".

There are peppers in this world, but there are not many types, and Xiaoba doesn’t like them either. But Xiaoba fell in love with the salty taste right away.

After finishing the mixed pot in his hand in two or three mouthfuls, Xiaoba looked at Yan Sinian and saw that he was unmoved. Xiaoba leaned over and threw himself into Yan Sinian's arms.

Yan Sinian knocked again where he had just knocked, then sat back and started waiting. After waiting for a long time, the miscellaneous pot was not brought in.

They were all knocking at the same place, so why were there no knocks on my own? Xiaoba looked at Yan Sinian in confusion.

Yan Sinian actually saw a hint of grievance in this confusion. He could only helplessly knock on the car window again.

Finally, after Xiaoba agreed to numerous study conditions, he also ate all the snacks on this street in Nancheng.

After returning to the palace, Xiaoba wanted Pang Ping to boil the pot for her, but there were no assassins or spies in the East Palace these days, and the people who usually poked their heads in the side were also missing.

Without someone to exchange with, Xiaoba couldn't open his mouth to Pang Ping.

She could only collect a lot of braised meat, and also ordered two large hams that had not been processed. As for Eunuch Qiang's soy sauce beef, it had been floating in her space for a long time, and this time it was a whole jar.

Early this morning, Grandma Fu went to the dining room and led the pastry department to make dumplings.

Except for the dumpling stuffing for His Royal Highness, which was prepared by Aunt Fu alone, the rest were mixed in a big basin.

That kind of big basin that only two people can lift has six or seven kinds of fillings. There is a whole row of them in the dining room.

Wait for Aunt Fu to deliver today’s breakfast dumplings. People from other departments and bureaus also came over to help and make dumplings together. Everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. Father Ping Qiping looked at the bustling dining room and didn't say anything. Instead, he called all the supervisors and desk clerks out for tea.

Before leaving, he just told Xiao Ming and Xiao Qi to watch.

After they left, the dining room became more lively, and everyone spoke more casually.

Xiaoba was sitting in front of her stove. Aunt Fu gave Xiaoba twenty dumplings of each type of filling, including those made for the prince alone. Aunt Fu also left ten dumplings for Xiaoba.

Aunt Fu told Xiaoba that she could not cook more dumplings at a time and could only cook twenty at most. She had to wait for the water to boil before putting the dumplings in. She also had to wait for the dumplings to float up and then cook them for a while before eating.

So Xiaoba guarded the pot and counted the time to cook the dumplings.

Feng San and Feng Qi, who were making dumplings, were standing next to Bai An, with their backs to Xiao Ba, and they were chatting quietly.

Xiao Ba suddenly heard Feng Qi say angrily: "An'er's life is good. He has made such a good friend as Sister Xi Le."

Sister Xi Le was lucky enough to be favored by the concubine and became a second-class palace maid. He could also intercede with the concubine, take An'er out of Tong'an, and go to the concubine's place as an errand together.

Feng Qi was young and didn't have much thought. Because he liked Xi Le, he thought An'er would only cause trouble for Xi Le, which was a bit unfair.