The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

"Go and find out what's going on." After hearing what happened, Ye Lin looked at this capable subordinate and ordered.

"Yes." The man took the order, and then asked, "What should I do with that woman?"

Ye Lin never cared much about these chores, waved him off, and said calmly, "You can figure it out."

"Yes, this subordinate understands." The man knew Wang's temperament, and after getting the answer he wanted, he didn't bother him too much, turned around and left simply after resigning.

After the man left, Wang, who had nothing to do these days, was sitting in front of the large desk, fiddling with the jewels on the table with his slender fingers, his face always showing a lack of interest.

Suddenly I heard a bird song from outside, and when I looked up, I saw a gray sparrow squatting on a branch and combing its feathers very carefully.

For some reason, Ye Lin thought of the same dusty master and servant he saw last night, gave instructions to the servant waiting outside, then looked at the things in his hand and began to play with them again, but the corner of his mouth raised He gave a faint smile.

……

Fang Jian was anxiously walking on the way to see the king. Ever since he knew that Li Cheng, who was on duty with him, had been fined, he had been anxiously waiting for his own punishment.

Who knows that after so many days, I still haven't received any notification.Just when he thought he was forgotten, he heard Wang summon him directly.

At that moment, he felt that his heart stopped for a few seconds. The fear of unknown fate made him not know how he got here.

Looking at the beautifully decorated door in front of him, Fang Jian swallowed his saliva, walked in stiffly amidst the doorman's voice, knelt down and saluted as soon as he entered, "King."

Ye Lin just looked at the man in front of him expressionlessly, through the mask he could only feel the cold eyes falling on him.

Fang Jian felt that his back was wet with cold sweat, and when he knelt for about two sticks of incense, the king on the seat asked softly, "Is it delicious?"

Fang Jian was still a little dazed at the beginning, he raised his head to take a look, and found that Wang was still looking at him straightly, as if he was waiting for his answer.

delicious, what delicious?Fang Jian didn't understand very much, but soon he seemed to think of something, and immediately knew what Wang was asking. Wang already knew clearly about the mistakes they made.

After thinking carefully for two seconds, knowing that they couldn't hide it from the king, Fang Jian decided to answer truthfully, "The food made by the young master is really delicious, and many tricks have never been seen before. It's because the subordinates couldn't resist. Temptation, broke the rules privately, please punish the king."

Ye Lin looked at and talked, with his head on the ground, looking like a very embarrassed man.

He, Yelin, has always been very disciplined in employing people, and his subordinates dare not break the rules easily.And the guards in his mansion are well-trained, and they are not lenient towards unknown prisoners on weekdays, and they will not easily fall into other people's traps. Who knows that this time they made an exception because of a little brother.

Thinking of that day, when he saw that brother who looked less courageous than a cat, with a terrified face and his servant huddled together, he suddenly became a little unhappy.

"Since that's the case, I want to taste what it's like to eat food that can make you disobey orders one after another." Ye Lin said calmly, looking at the man who suddenly raised his head because of his words, he continued: " Of course, punishment is unavoidable, go to the criminal law room and receive 15 lashes yourself."

Hearing his words, Fang Jian, who originally thought that even if he didn't die after going out from here, his skin would peel off, he didn't know how to react. He didn't dare to stand up, and honestly kowtowed to Ye Lin , muttering in his mouth: "Thank you, Wang."

"Okay, go down, I will taste what I ordered you within three days."

"Yes." Hearing Wang's words, Fang Jian stood up tremblingly, turned around and left.

It wasn't until the man left that Ye Lin turned his head to look at the silly sparrow outside, with a chuckle on his lips, and said with great interest: "I don't know how that weak little thing has such good craftsmanship Yes, I hope you don't disappoint me, otherwise it will be too boring."

Not long after Fang Jian went back, Xiji received a very strange commission. Seeing the person who had just sworn to tell him that he would not accept the food he cooked, now stood in front of him and asked him to come up with a special dish. To take to give away.

Siji:

Is it that giving food is popular in this era of gift giving?Isn't this a bit strange.