The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

At that time, he deliberately revealed his identity because he knew that the Queen Mother would definitely reveal it and Prime Minister Lu would definitely know about it. He wanted to see how Prime Minister Lu would react after knowing it and whether there would be any accidents.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be exactly as he expected, without any surprises at all. It was really boring.

For several days, Feng Jiuqing had nothing to do except occasionally teasing the greedy little secret guard. But Mo Ling has been staying in Xuanshi Hall these days, which is also a good thing for him?

It was not until Feng Jiuqing saw the familiar eunuch again that he waved to him.

"come here!"

The young eunuch trotted over to Feng Jiuqing and asked, "Sir, is there anything wrong?"

Feng Jiuqing smiled, and the little eunuch's earlobes turned a little red. He lowered his head and dared not look at Feng Jiuqing.

"What's your name?"

The young eunuch looked at his toes and said, "Sir, I am Xiao Qizi."

"Little chess pieces? Chess pieces for playing chess?" Feng Jiuqing knew that Mo Ling liked playing chess, especially playing alone, so he named all the eunuchs around him Little Chess Pieces?

Xiao Qizi shook her head: "No, it's the Qi in Qihuayushu."

"Nice name. Can you read?" Feng Jiuqing continued to ask.

The young eunuch lowered his head, his cheeks slightly red. "I can't say I can read. My original name was Zhao Ku, because my mother could only eat bitter melon when she gave birth to me. After I entered the palace, the eunuch in the palace changed my name to Qi, saying it was the Qi in Qihua Yushu, so I remembered it."

"It seems that you have a good memory." Feng Jiuqing praised casually.

The young eunuch smiled, but before he could say anything, a "cooing" sound suddenly was heard.

The young eunuch turned pale, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "This slave deserves death!"

Feng Jiuqing blinked and handed the cake beside him to the eunuch: "Get up, are you hungry? Take this and eat it."

The young eunuch was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting Feng Jiuqing's move, and took a long time to answer, "Thank you, sir."

Feng Jiuqing smiled and said, "Man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. How can you have the strength to work if you don't eat enough? If it's not enough, there's more here."

There seemed to be tears in the little eunuch's eyes. Perhaps he was hungry, or perhaps it was his first time eating pastries, so he ate very quickly.

Feng Jiuqing lowered his eyes and poured a cup of tea, placing it within the reach of the young eunuch: "Slowly, don't choke."

The ancient class ideology was deeply rooted. He was just a time traveler. Even though he held great power, he did not have the ability to shake the entire feudal society. Even if he wanted to make those people live better, they could get very little after being deducted from each level.

This little eunuch is able to work in Mo Ling's bedroom. Logically speaking, his salary should be quite high. However, it is really ironic that he can't even get enough food to eat.

After the young eunuch finished eating, Feng Jiuqing continued to ask: "Why haven't I seen you these days?"

The young eunuch smiled awkwardly and said, "I am not originally from Qianyuan Palace. It is only because the young master is staying here that I occasionally come to help out."

"Do you want to work in Qianyuan Palace?" Feng Jiuqing asked again.

"Yes!" The young eunuch nodded heavily, then quickly lowered his head: "No, I don't want to. I'm doing pretty well in the Imperial Kitchen. If I continue to stay in the Imperial Kitchen, maybe one day I can become the manager of the Imperial Kitchen."

Feng Jiuqing's eyes lit up. The Imperial Kitchen, there are a lot of food there. In this dynasty, there was a shortage of seasonings. When he lived in Qianyuan Palace, he transferred the cabinets in his house to the Imperial Kitchen. Later, when he retired, he also took the people back. As a result, the dishes made by the people in the Imperial Kitchen, although delicious, were not to his taste.

"If you want to come to Qianyuan Palace, I can ask His Majesty for a favor. If you want to stay in the Imperial Kitchen, that's fine. Since you spoke for me the other day when the Queen Mother came, I'll give you a chance to choose."

The young eunuch seemed to be so moved that he almost cried: "Thank you, sir! You are the best person I have ever met!"

Feng Jiuqing smiled. Is it enough to just give him something to eat? They were all in the deep palace. This little eunuch seemed too naive.

Mo Ling, who had not been seen for several days, appeared in front of Feng Jiuqing with a tired look. Feng Jiuqing greeted him and said, "What's wrong with Ah Yan? Why are you so tired?"

Mo Ling hugged Feng Jiuqing for a moment and then quickly let go. His voice was a little hoarse due to exhaustion: "There was an earthquake in Changning, and I have been busy sending people to provide disaster relief these days. These ministers usually make a lot of noise, but they are like quails at critical moments. I have no choice but to work harder."

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you miss me?"

It’s not like we haven’t seen each other for several months, so what’s there to miss?

Feng Jiuqing nodded: "That's a great idea, but some people are so busy with government affairs that they may have forgotten that there is a Qingqing in Qianyuan Palace. Qingqing can't leave Qianyuan Palace, so she can only wait for Ayan to come back, and can't go to find Ayan."

Mo Ling originally thought that Feng Jiuqing was disobedient and must be severely punished, but he couldn't bear to punish this little bastard severely, so he locked him up in Qianyuan Palace. But it has been several days, and his anger has almost subsided.

But how can we let this little bastard off so easily? He must be punished.

"Qingqing wants to go out?"

Feng Jiuqing's mind was filled with alarm bells, and he couldn't help but think of how many times he was forced to say he would never leave the Qianyuan Palace on his first day. Someone who had suffered a great loss immediately shook his head: "No, absolutely not, Qingqing really likes staying in the Qianyuan Palace. Without A Yan's permission, she will never leave even a step."

Mo Ling scratched Feng Jiuqing's nose and asked softly, "You really don't want to go out? I was thinking that Qingqing had been obedient these days and was going to let Qingqing go, but it seems that it is not necessary anymore."

Mo Ling actually played a trick on him!

Why didn't he learn the good things but the bad things? Could it be that Mo Ling couldn't see all the good things in him? Why did he only learn from his bad things? When he was the emperor's teacher, he used this to tease Mo Ling. Now the situation has changed, and what he taught Mo Ling was finally used by Mo Ling on him.

Feng Jiuqing's face changed, and he said angrily: "No, how can I take back the promised reward? You are not kidding."

Mo Ling smiled slightly, "Isn't it Qingqing who likes staying in Qianyuan Palace?"

Feng Jiuqing said seriously: "No matter how much you like someone, it will be boring. A Yan, you clearly agreed to let me go, so you can't cheat."

"So Qingqing just wants to go out?" Mo Ling asked calmly.

"Yes." Feng Jiuqing nodded: "Now I know exactly how many floor tiles there are in Qianyuan Hall. Ayan, Qingqing also wants to go out to see you."

Mo Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not impossible. What can Qingqing offer in exchange?"

Feng Jiuqing wilted for a second. He knew very well what Mo Ling wanted him to exchange for. Actually, it was not that bad, just a little bit tiring.

"Qingqing can exchange whatever Ayan wants her to exchange."

Mo Ling smiled very lightly. Feng Jiuqing suddenly felt the urge to break the contract when he saw this smile, but Mo Ling did not give him a chance to regret.