C100 (1/2)
Zhu Yijun took the charcoal stove that was still warm, a round one with a thin copper skin, filled it with burning red charcoal and stuffed it into a bag made of flannel.
Then, he looked at the officials below him. They did not have a small stove to heat up, but seeing that they were eating the ice-cold food in front of them, with expressions that seemed to say that they were eating some kind of precious delicacy, Zhu Yijun felt a sense of pity. He said, ”Bring a hot soup to all the officials, it must be hot.”
”What is the empress eating behind?” Zhu Yijun asked.
”The Empress is dining in the hall, so the meal isn't that cold.” Zhang Cheng said.
”Big Brother Feng, think of a way to set up next year's banquet in the hall. It will be hard on the various officials to celebrate the New Year's Eve in such a cold weather.” Zhu Yijun said.
”It is the blessing of a hundred officials for Your Majesty to be lenient and magnanimous.” Feng Bao said.
”It's all up to you.” Zhu Yijun laughed.
The great ceremony started at the end of the day and ended at the end of the day. The sky had already darkened, and after it was over, Zhu Yijun went straight to the Kunning Palace. The empress stood facing him, having the palace maid help her change into a set of thick and heavy formal clothes and change into her regular clothes. Wang Rong said, ”The pot that I arranged this morning should be ready this time. Hurry and bring it up.”
Zhu Yijun looked at her, ”What did Zitong arrange this morning?”
”This is the Tier 1 Immortal Cauldron that I arranged for you.” Wang Rong He said, ”On the first day of the new year, from morning till night, we should also worship the five zang-fu temples.”
Zhu Yijun laughed, ”You didn't eat well during the banquet?”
”Has His Majesty finished eating at the banquet?” ”What?” Wang Rong asked back. ”Even if you eat well, it would be comfortable if you talk about hot meals now.”
Wang Rong and Zhu Yijun sat opposite of each other on the brick bed table, both of them having fun eating each other's chopsticks. Since morning, he hadn't been able to relax, and his stomach wasn't that pure. He first ate a bowl of hot soup, and the more he ate, the more he felt the better. ”Your Majesty, this is what I like to eat. Your Majesty, please let me.”
Wang Rong said as she eagerly looked at the abalone that Zhu Yijun had picked up.
”There are other things in this pot, I'll eat this piece first.” Zhu Yijun said. However, when Wang Rong He's gaze followed the chopsticks and turned cross-eyed, Zhu Yijun smiled and placed the abalones in Wang Rong's bowl, ”Go ahead and eat it.”
”Thank you, your majesty.” Wang Rong said sincerely.
”I've tasted a piece of cold food today. I'll probably never forget that taste for the rest of my life.” Zhu Yijun said, ”We will remember this, we won't let you taste that taste ever again.”
”Mm, I believe in Your Majesty.” Wang Rong said with a smile.
After they were settled, Wang Rong He took out a set of bedding for His Majesty. ”Your Majesty, Your Majesty knows that my female workers are not that good. Most of them only dare to make bedding for His Majesty, and there is no embroidery.”
Zhu Yijun, on the other hand, was pleasantly surprised and changed them. ”Not bad, not bad, your arms and legs are not bad, neither are not big nor small. I am already very satisfied. ”
”His Majesty's demands of me are too low.” Wang Rong said with a smile.
”Zitong gave it to us straight. We liked it.” Zhu Yijun said.
”From then on, every year, I will make a set of sleeping clothes for His Majesty.” Wang Rong He said.
As I said, although His Majesty wants to stay at the empress's place for the first fifteen years of the year, he cannot stay in Dunlun for the first fifteen years of the year. However, Zhu Yijun and Wang Rong had not been intimate for quite a while, and laid on the same bed after eating their fill.
”Your Majesty, you can't.” Although she had some intentions, it would be too troublesome later on, and was not a good time to mess around.
Otherwise, he would have to listen to the training during the first month of January.
”I'll touch it.” Zhu Yijun said.
All of the itchy flesh on Wang Rong's body, who was touched by Zhu Yijun started to tremble uncontrollably by his laughter, and rolled into Zhu Yijun's embrace. Zhu Yijun lowered his head and looked at Wang Rong He, ”This is Zitong who took the initiative.”
”Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Really!” Wang Rong He said.