The imperial restaurant is buying the big ones, and has the final say. He says one or two is one or two, and he says twelve is twelve.

Fengche's words fell, and the chief manager moved in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He bowed down and followed Fengche step by step. "Thank you for reminding me. I'll go back and think about it."

Wind Che point to the end, he originally meant to want a bunch of five Liang silver, the emperor's money do not earn white do not earn, but Xia Xi insisted on half a Liang, said a long flow. Business matters he does not understand, Xia Xi said, her own reason, wind Che also does not insist.

This time, it was divided into two rounds. The first time, it was 20 strings. As usual, the chief manager went back in a hurry with the stove in his carriage. The remaining 80 strings were waiting for the little eunuch to take them away. This time, he didn't give him the stove. After taking them, the little eunuch was afraid of the cold and ran to the palace.

Xia Xi took fifty Liang silver to shake, said Feng Che, "make a bet, tomorrow there will be more silver in the account, do you believe it?"

The emperor has three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines. Although they are not favored, there are still many.

The emperor ate mutton kebabs at noon and ate them at night. All night long, the concubines must have been informed that they would all want to taste the mutton kebabs.

Xia Xi can think of it, and Feng Che can also think of it, but she still asks with a smile, "what are you gambling on?"

Then he added with a smile, "I don't have any silver."

Xia Xi eyes turned a few circles, attached to his ear, whispered several words.

Fengche clenched her hand, and when she finished, when she wanted to leave, he clamped her down and gave her a kiss on her lips. "You don't have to gamble. You can do whatever you want. I'll cooperate absolutely."

……

As Xia Xi thought, as soon as the news came out that the emperor had eaten mutton kebabs twice in a row, the harem immediately burst the pot and sent the servants in the palace one after another to tell them that they would eat mutton kebabs tomorrow.

The emperor ate twenty bunches in the evening, and the rest went into the stomach of all the people in the imperial dining room.

Can eat is to eat, people also basic research out how to bake, but the taste is like the wind Che said, and Xia Xi do very different.

Not to mention anything else, the smell of mutton is not completely removed, and they are not willing to eat the roasted mutton.

The next morning, as soon as Prince Zhan's house opened, the chief manager was already waiting in front of the door. He said to the doorman, "is Prince Zhan awake?"

I didn't wake up at this time yesterday, and certainly I won't wake up at this time today. The doorman replied with a smile, "chief manager, I'm afraid you have to wait for a while. The Lord hasn't woken up yet."

The chief manager was not annoyed. He was waiting at the door with a smile. He thought about how much he could earn if he went back to repay five liang of silver, and how much he could earn if he returned ten liang of silver.

"Daddada..."

In the distance, the sound of horse's hooves came. The chief manager stopped dreaming. He looked up and saw that several horses were coming towards the palace.

Immediately, all the people dressed in the armor of the army came to the gate of the palace, stopped their horses and got off their backs.

The doorman came forward and asked, "how many are you..."

"We're from Xishan camp. I'd like to see you."

Xishan camp is under Fengche's army. They have been repairing there since the war a few years ago.

"Just a moment. I'll report it to the king."

The doorman turned and rushed in to report.

"Ah..."

Cried the chief manager.

The porter has run out of sight.

The chief manager turned his eyes around the people who came, didn't speak, turned around and turned his back to them.

Several people did not squint, staring straight at the house.

Feng Che had just finished his martial arts training and was about to put on his clothes. Fu Bo trotted over and stood outside the martial arts training field. He didn't dare to go in and said, "Lord, there's someone coming from Xishan camp."

Feng Che dressed for a while, then calmly put on, "tell them that I'm not feeling well today, I don't see guests."

"Wang Ye..."

Fauber tried to persuade.

The breeze Che has already seen to come over, the voice inside many several Fen cold meaning, "how, what I say doesn't matter to use?"

Fubo was so nervous that he quickly turned around and walked out.

Feng Che winks at Feng an. Feng an turns and walks towards the back door.

Fubo went out to see some generals waiting. He couldn't bear it, but he couldn't help it. He came forward and said, "you are not well today. I can't see you."

These people are all old men in the army. When the old king of war was alive, he came to the palace of the king of war, met Fubo, and bowed his hand to him, "Fubo, can we go in and have a look at the Lord?"

Fu Bo shook his head and said, "the Lord is not in good health. Please come back later."

Several people were disappointed.

Only once a month have they been allowed to come out of the barracks. They also heard that Lord Zhan had come back, so they came to see him. What's more, Lord Zhan didn't live in the capital for a long time. They didn't see him this time, and they didn't know when to come next time.

Several people refused to leave, "Uncle Fu, just let us have a look. We haven't seen the Lord for several years."

Fubo was very sad. If Lao Zhanwang were alive, he would let them in. But now

Once again, he said, "please go back. If you don't see me, I won't see you."

Several people couldn't help looking at each other. After giving Fubo a hand, they turned back three times in one step. They were very reluctant to go back to the barracks.

"Fauber."

The chief manager also cried with a smile.

Fubo waved his hand in a hurry. "Chief manager, don't shout like that. I can't bear it."

The chief manager said, "can I go in and see the Lord?"

Fubo refused. "I'm afraid it won't work. Wang Ye is not well today. Would you like to come back another day?"

"No, I'm here to buy mutton kebabs today."

Said, close to Fubo some, low voice, "to buy a lot."

Fulberton was happy and got out of his way. "Chief manager, please come in. As for the prince, you really can't see him, but if the princess is here, you can tell her. "

I'm here to buy mutton kebabs. I can tell anyone. The reason why I want to see Prince Zhan is to make a good impression in front of him.

Since I couldn't see him, the chief manager also saved his mind and said with a smile, "OK, I'll tell the princess."

Several sergeants left on horseback, feeling uncomfortable and walking very slowly.

Just turned a corner, they saw Feng an waiting there, several people in a hurry to rein in the horse, "wind guard!"

"You guys, follow me!"

Feng an turns around.

A few people looked at each other, followed him on horseback, walked around half a circle, and followed Feng an to enter Warlord's mansion through the back door.

All the people in the backyard were separated. A few people followed Feng an all the way to the martial arts training ground. Seeing Feng Che standing there, they were very excited. They all went forward and knelt down on one knee. "I've seen the Lord."

"Get up."

Several people stood up and looked at Fengche. They were excited to see that he was safe and sound. "Lord, you are back. If you don't come back again, there will be a mess in the barracks."