After the Tyrant Dressed As a Woman Disguised As a Man

In order for the National Teacher to have a special appearance, Qiao Qing decided to sleep in the next day.

Since becoming the emperor, she has not slept in a normal sleep for many days.

She got used to getting up in the morning, she also punched for a while, making her all tired, soaked in a bath before going to bed.

By the next day, just before dawn, she woke up naturally.

But she won't get up when she wakes up, life always has a sense of ritual, sleeping in is also an indispensable part of life.

Qiao Qing yawned, and only let the ice basin cool down, and he carried it to three poles before getting up from the bed.

When Qiao Qing slept at night, there were special palace people fanning her for a whole night. When she woke up, these palace people could stop.

However, they were all in pairs, exchanging.

Qiao Qing asked the maid: "Is the fan tired?"

The maid shook her head with a shy expression and a soft and soft voice: "For your majesty, the servants are not tired at all."

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"How can you not be tired."

Qiao Qing muttered, his face sank immediately.

If she had become this palace lady, she would have cursed the emperor three hundred times in her heart, at least not cursing others, and her tone of speaking nonsense with her eyes open would definitely not be so natural.

The woman in the palace is really terrible, and if she really complies with that sentence, the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceptive she will be.

When the emperor changed his face, the palace lady immediately turned pale. She thought about something, but let Gao Fu squeeze it down.

It's such a dull thing, it disturbs the emperor's appetite early in the morning.

Qiao Qing didn't notice the delicate sentiment of the little palace lady who served her at all. She took a small book, flashed her inspiration, and quickly remembered things.

The electric fan is too costly to fan her all day long. As an emperor, she can enjoy all the manpower, but most people can't achieve the luxury of the emperor.

And many people are not accustomed to having outsiders standing so close, but the electric fan needs electric drive, she can find a substitute for individual power.

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Technology changes lives, these things are definitely not available to the poor at first, but they can be sold to the rich first.

And how many places can be installed in places with a higher population density to relieve the heat?

It should be able to effectively reduce the injuries and deaths of those workers who are engaged in particularly intense work and the working environment is too bad.

Few people care if workers will die from heatstroke. Regardless of the dynasty and generation, the exploiters have no conscience.

Qiao Qing wrote and painted, and it took a while before he remembered that he was going to eat breakfast.

Her breakfast is generally richer, with more than a dozen small plates, and different dim sums to drink with porridge.

The porridge is very boiled. Generally, when it is dark, the cooks will get up to soak the rice. When the pearl rice is soaked soft, then use a rolling pin to grind the rice, put it in a casserole and simmer on low heat to produce a fragrant rice oil.

When it is almost cooked, add a little chopped green vegetables. Because it is summer, the piping hot porridge is too hot, so you have to let it cool, put it on ice in ice water, and bring it to the emperor's dinner table.

The emperor is very affectionate about this. She spends most of a month drinking porridge and side dishes.

Unlike the steaming food in winter, summer side dishes are also mainly cool, such as cucumbers, lettuce, and some other cold dishes.

This is considered one of the few benefits of being an emperor, at least you can eat whatever you want, and you don't have to consider how many rice in the kitchen is enough to feed a few mouths at home.

Yesterday, I ate the baked sweet potatoes. Qiao Qing looked at the fried sweet potato **** and sweet potato cakes on the table. She took a bite and felt that it was far worse than yesterday's roasted sweet potatoes.

Probably because eating alone is not so fragrant, food, such as food, still has to be eaten separately.

Qiao Qing glanced at the palace man who was serving next to him: "Take these sets down for points."

Even if she allowed them, the eunuchs and court ladies who served her would not dare to go to the table to eat with her.

This is the class difference. It is okay for the emperor to give his courtiers a banquet with him, but if you want to reward the eunuch, then she, the emperor, may be regarded as having a brain disease.

Thinking about it this way, Qiao Qing suddenly felt that he had no appetite.

She is an emperor, and it is such a remote thing to find a suitable food partner. There are so many disadvantages to be an emperor. She is forced to be in a high place and is lonely and cold.

After the Chinese teacher enters the palace, she can call people to eat.

Those who could sit with Qiao Qing for a meal included Princess Bo and several other concubines.

They were not the emperor's biological mother, nominally mother and son, she and she ate together, not only did not receive much praise, but also was slandered by others.

As for her two cheap concubines, she didn't have much interest in the fake and inferior Korean princess. The real one is a big lady in women's clothing, and she should be in the wind and sun in the Korean army now.

Even if she is with Madam Zhen, she will definitely receive some discounts again, asking her not to indulge in female sex.

If you think about it this way, the national teacher is much better. Anyway, in the eyes of others, she is a man. Compared with the words of breaking the sleeves and being peachy, with a little guidance, she can easily become a Mingjun who never forgets the affairs of the country even after eating.

Thinking about it this way, Qiao Qing added two more expectations for today's events.

While Qiao Qing ate breakfast slowly, the courtiers of Tai Chi Hall waited impatiently.

The officials of the Shang Dynasty sat almost full of chairs. After waiting for a long time, they did not see the emperor who had worked hard to travel to the court in the past.

Normally, the emperor’s leave due to illness will be passed by the Xiaohuangmen who is waiting for the emperor, but they have waited half an hour longer than usual, and the emperor’s attendant is nowhere to be seen.

The emperor does not come, and no one comes to give orders, no matter how anxious they are, they can only sit there and wait.

The sun moved a little bit from the east to the west, and the light got brighter and brighter. On the ground, the sunlight also quietly ran from the third brick to the seventh brick. It's all this point, and the emperor is still in the future.

Today is not a special day, or something happened in the harem that has blocked the emperor's footsteps.

Hey, although the current harem is almost impossible to say that it is not dripping, after all, there are so many people who serve the emperor. They are willing to talk and always have their own news channels, but they will not deliberately understand the specific whereabouts of the emperor every day.

After all, there are two people in the harem, one is a Korean princess, and the other is a person left behind by Empress Tian.

In addition to the Tian family, who else would have dealt with the original prince Liangdi, the Madam Zhen.

"Tian Ru, where did your Majesty stay yesterday?"

The emperor's uncle, Tian Ru, now proud of Chunfeng, rolled his eyes at the interrogator: "You ask me, how can I know."

Even if he knew about this kind of inquiries in private, he couldn't say it in front of so many courtiers, otherwise someone would sue him for a crime when he turned his head.

They all say uncle and nephew, although he is the emperor's uncle, but since Qiao Qing became the emperor, the Tian family sounds beautiful, but he has been more constrained than before.

Thinking of this, Tian Ru glanced at Zhang Zong unconsciously. The new official of Dali Temple Qing took office with three fires, one of which burned the princess and the other on Tian's body.

Your Majesty is really affectionate, specializing in the operation of his own people.

One of them is the emperor's relatives, one is the emperor's relatives, and the other is King Liang, who is the emperor's relatives. No one can please the emperor who is moody and weak.

He is an uncle, is he better than others? He actually hopes to get useful information from him. Tian Ru feels that his colleague is really out of mind and wants to eat it all day.

The courtiers who had not been able to get the definitive news were even more fidgety.

After finally waiting for the attendant next to Tianzi, they came, but they moved a chair and placed it under the dragon chair.

The location was very close to the emperor, about ten steps away.

Could this be the position reserved for King Liang? Since King Liang entered Beijing, his health has not been well, and he has become a young lady who has not left the pavilion without leaving the door.

Looking at the particularly obvious vacancy, the courtiers who waited so anxiously couldn't help but talk: "Who has the future today?"

"It seems that Mrs. Qiao never showed up."

They looked to the side of the temple, and sure enough, Taifu Qiao's seat was empty: "Taifu Qiao won't sit there either."

His chair was still placed in its original position, crowded among many civil servants, not so obvious.

Since changing the owner of the golden chair, Qiao Xuan's position has been adjusted to the back, and those generals who have been left out in the cold, as well as the poor disciples have moved forward.

Someone said: "It looks like Master Zeng did not come."

"I know this. Mr. Zeng was on sick leave. I touched him yesterday and said that he had been exposed to heat and would have to rest at home for a few days."

There are a lot of officials in the court. Although the people who come to the court every day are almost always fixed, the little officials of status and status, and not well-known, are basically all people.

Can be placed in a chair that is so close to the emperor, surely it will not be a small official of the sixth or seventh rank.

After asking around, no one can match that chair.

"The emperor is here!"

The eunuchs' unique shrill voices sounded. The noisy court suddenly quieted down.

Qiao Qing took her place first, and when everyone's eyes gathered together, she only mentioned the matter of the national teacher.

"I have seen the memorials of Aiqing in these days, and I remember them in my heart."

She roasted sweet potatoes with zucchini for the national teacher to eat, this kind of thing must not be said, otherwise she will definitely be said to be a faint king.

Listening to what the emperor said, some courtiers really showed a soothing look.

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"Your Majesty has been praised."

"so……"

Qiao Qing's conversation turned: "I deeply feel that you Aiqing misunderstood me and the national teacher too deeply, so today, I specially invite the national teacher to come. Be sure to clear everyone's misunderstanding of the national teacher."

The little eunuch's shrill voice sounded: "Master Xuan-Yan Yu's audience!"

Aventure, what is this bad name? It's really frivolous, especially when it's written in the booklet, it doesn't feel like being read by others, but it makes people laugh.

But when Yanyu walked in step by step against the light, Qiao Qing looked at many courtiers as if they were playing dominoes, and their expressions changed one by one.

Beauty is in front, everything is silent, and the real fragrance theorem is vividly deduced.