Dressed as a palace cat butler

The inexplicable sadness in the little cat's heart came and went quickly. When I thought that there would be zongzi to eat later, I felt that I could let go of these sad things in my heart, and it would be too late to be sad after eating.

Seeing that the kitten wiped away tears with its paws, Pei Ye pointed at his belly with his front paws, and ordered him to continue rubbing his belly.

Fang Tishuang thought that the most urgent task was to quickly digest the pastries and snacks in her stomach, so that she would have the energy to eat a few more big rice dumplings in a while.

He still vaguely remembered when he was at his uncle's house last year. During that time, the family's life was not very poor. On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Mrs. Zhang made a bunch of white rice dumplings, and then gave one to each person after cooking.

Fang Tishuang burst into tears after eating, thinking that the noble master in the imperial city would surely eat such delicious zongzi every day, but now he realizes how short-sighted he is.

Don't talk about other people, just talk about the little emperor in front of him. He doesn't even bother to eat delicacies from mountains and seas. Most of the dozens of delicacies on the table, he just picks up a few chopsticks and stops. , He is not allowed to eat.

If the kitten can talk, the first thing it will do is to recite the song "Compassion for Farmers" to this extravagant and wasteful emperor.

The emperor glanced at him indifferently, if the little cat wasn't crying and looked pitiful, he would have thrown the little cat off his lap.

Pei Ye held his chin with one hand, and said angrily, "You dare to order Gu? The more you eat, the fatter you become."

The little cat knows his temper very well. The little emperor has always been soft and not hard. He didn't turn against him now, which shows that he is not unwilling to continue rubbing his stomach. The refutation of his sentence is just to get rid of Joe. put on airs.

So he rubbed his head against the emperor's arms, and then flicked his fluffy tail to brush his palms. Unfortunately, before the performance was over, the kitten's whole body suddenly twitched. , followed by a rather loud belch.

Pei Ye was stunned at first, because he couldn't believe that this was the sound that such a little raccoon slave could make, until he caught the next hiccup.

The little emperor burst out laughing immediately, if it wasn't because of the etiquette he had received since childhood that made him deliberately not laugh out loud, he might have drowned out the kitten's hiccups right now.

Fang Tishuang was lying in his arms twitching, and kicking her hind feet involuntarily, but the stinky emperor kept laughing at him.

But just as the little cat pulled out its fangs, a full burp came up again. Not only did it fail to intimidate Pei Ye, it almost bit its own lower lip.

When Pei Ye had laughed enough, he didn't refuse anymore, and reached out to rub his stomach for him.

His movements became more and more proficient, the kitten whined and chirped a few times, and within a short while, lay on his back in Pei Ye's arms and fell asleep.

The emperor stared at the kitten's sleeping face and looked again and again, the more he looked, the more he could see the resemblance to Fang Tishuang's face.

He suddenly stretched out his hand involuntarily, and gently pinched the kitten's cheek.

After another half an hour, Qi Chunye who was outside swung his whisk, and then said loudly: "The saint is here——"

The palace people from the two lanes of Xingqing Palace immediately knelt down in two rows, and bowed in unison: "Welcome, Holy Driver."

I saw the well-dressed young emperor slowly stepping down from the sedan chair, holding a snow-white cat in his arms, the palace people did not dare to look up, most of them only saw the hem of the emperor's robe that was briefly skipped.

The little cat always stays in the Daming Palace on weekdays, and has rarely seen such a crowded battle. Right now, he is looking around in Pei Ye's arms sleepily, feeling very curious about everything he looks at.

Pei Ye reached into his ear and whispered: "It's okay to be ashamed here. After a while, when you arrive at the viewing platform, the queen mother and all the civil and military officials will be there. If you still look like a farm cat, be careful to make people laugh. If you lose Gu's face, you will be fined three meals when you go back."

The little cat's confused eyes suddenly widened. He hadn't seen much of the world after all. After hearing Pei Ye bluffing him a few words, he believed it was true. He really thought that even the little cat had to be polite It is a customary rule in the palace.

So he hurriedly raised his head, forced his head up and chest out, looking down at the world, very much like a noble cat.

Pei Ye twitched the corner of his mouth invisibly, and praised in a low voice: "Yes, that's it."

The little cat was stunned by him, until he took a seat on the viewing platform, he was still wondering whether he should sit upright as a royal cat.

The queen mother squinted at the emperor, and then smiled kindly: "The emperor has been getting very close to that little raccoon slave recently, and he always takes it with him wherever he goes. It looks a bit like the former emperor."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the lower officials also responded with a few words.

Pei Ye rubbed the back of the kitten in his arms, and said calmly: "This little raccoon slave has a spirituality. He saved a car once before, and repelled the third brother regardless of his own safety... the assassin sent by the rebellious minister ..."

When he said this, he suddenly paused, as if he had been touched by something sad in his heart.

The courtiers at the head immediately filled with righteous indignation: "The rebellious minister deserves what he deserves. Since he ignores the brotherhood first, he can't blame His Majesty. The saint must not be sad about this anymore."

"This cat master has such a heart of loyalty to the emperor and protects the lord. No wonder he was valued by the late emperor. It is only right for a saint to value him..."

All the ministers at the bottom showed their loyalty to each other, but the queen mother had nowhere to intervene.

She glanced at the officials with a smile on her face who had agreed with her to give the little emperor a little bit of trouble for today's disaster, and saw that all of them had their heads bowed, like a row of dead pottery figurines.

The queen mother smiled, but her gaze seemed to be poisoned, and the palms hidden in her sleeves were tight and tight. On such occasions, it was inconvenient for her mother's family to speak, but weren't these courtiers her mother's family bothered to promote?

Why one by one...Okay, very good.

Pei Ye had pretended to be her grandson in front of her for so long, so it turned out that he was plotting against her like this behind his back!Thanks to her painstaking efforts to pave the way for him to become emperor all these years!

As soon as the queen mother missed, she accidentally knocked the teacup in her hand to the edge of the table, and saw that the long table trembled slightly, and the porcelain cup suddenly cracked a mark.

The next hundred officials looked at the Queen Mother one after another.

Yang Songyuan's reaction was very quick, and Dang even stepped forward to take the teacup, then turned around and glared at the servant girl beside him, angrily said: "You stupid slave, what do you do? How dare you send such hot tea to the Queen Mother inside!"

Then he turned around immediately and wiped the empress dowager's slender fingers that were wet with tea with a silk handkerchief: "Your Highness didn't get burned by that stupid slave, did you?"

"No problem." The queen mother rubbed the center of her brows, her eyes were full of compassion, "I think she was negligent for a while, so don't criticize her."

Yang Songyuan's tone softened a little, and he turned his head to look coldly at the maidservant: "Did you hear that, His Highness showed mercy and spared you today, why don't you go back and accept the punishment for self-examination."

The little palace maid backed away in a panic.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Songyuan looked down and pointed to a person by name: "You, come up."

Cao Minghe was startled for a moment, then nodded and went up.

Yang Songyuan bowed to the emperor again: "Saint, Your Highness is in a hurry today, and the number of servants is short, so I spare one from you to make up for it, don't you mind?"

Pei Ye smiled at him from a distance: "My father-in-law is too stingy to be lonely, but it is his honor to be able to serve the queen mother well for a worthless little eunuch."

Kitty Mao'er looked at his elder brother nervously, and then tugged at the corner of Pei Ye's clothes.

Although he doesn't know the twists and turns between Pei Ye and the Queen Mother, he still knows the Queen Mother in his heart. If Cao Silang stays in Daming Palace, there is still a way to survive, but if he goes to Yang Songyuan, then it's not like Do sheep go to the wolf's mouth?

Pei Ye looked down, and the kitten was so anxious that it was about to scratch. He pinched the back of the kitten's neck to signal him not to make trouble.

Cao Silang stood beside the queen mother neither humble nor overbearing, he knew that Shuang'er was here, so he didn't show any fear on his face.

He is more intelligent than Fang Tishuang, and naturally thinks more deeply than him. Although he has only served the Queen Mother for half a month, he also knows that she is a warm-faced and cold-hearted person.

The tea served by the palace maid just now might not be really hot, the queen mother didn't punish her face to face, but he knew that the palace maid would never appear by her side again in the future.

In this palace, apart from those nobles and eunuchs, these powerless servants and servants, their lives are as cheap as ants, and the master kills them as soon as they say, no one dares to refute.

The Empress Dowager looked up at the silent ministers and officials, and heard the drums and drums on the river, she smiled and said: "Everyone, the dragon boat race is about to start, let's enjoy this once-a-year lively event——The Emperor , don’t you think so?”

"What the Empress Dowager said is that during today's festival, I will not talk about state affairs with my dear friends, but only talk about family affairs. My dear friends, you don't have to be too restrained. It's more important to watch the dragon boat."

As soon as he said this, the courtiers also relaxed a little, and they all looked down at the pool below the stage.

Little Mao'er was thinking about Cao Silang and his relatives at home, while the others were watching the dragon boat, while his eyes were looking for the shadows of relatives among the dense crowd of people along the coast.

Although it is actually not very clear, and the square where they live is too far away from here, it is unlikely that Mrs. Zhang will leave Cao Ji'an and come out from home, but he still subconsciously searched and searched among those people until I was willing to give up until my eyes were sore.

"What are you looking around for?" Pei Ye picked up a bunch of small rice dumplings and gave them to him. "This is specially made for you by the small kitchen. It is said to be mixed with minced fish and rice. No glutinous rice is added, so you can taste it."

The little cat patted the specially made "Nine-Zi Zong" with its paws, and signaled the emperor to remove the leaves for him.

The emperor glanced at him, apparently not intending to do anything, so Fang Tishuang rushed forward and started to chew on the outer skin of the rice dumpling leaves, startling Wan'er who was about to peel the rice dumplings for the master.

Pei Ye picked up the disgraceful fat cat with one hand, and told Wan'er to back down with a wink, then actually peeled the zongzi for the little cat in a condescending manner.

Those who noticed the emperor exchanged glances quietly in private, thinking in unison that this kitten is so majestic that he can persuade the emperor to peel rice dumplings for it.

The little cat didn't notice it, his eyes slowly fell on the young emperor's slender wrist, which was tied with a long life thread, which he gave him this morning.

When did Pei Ye secretly wear it?