The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Mu Jin's face was calm, and there was no guilty conscience or panic in the slightest, but it caused the people who were waiting to watch the excitement to murmur in their hearts.

Was it that Wu Yu had nothing to look for, or was Manager Mu already able to deal with it?

They just turned to see that Wu Bi was still in full view, and they were a little bit confused about the current situation.

Seeing Mu Jin pretending to be a okay person, he ordered to pass the dishes, but Wu Bi refused to sit down and wait, and said with his waist: "Manager Mu, the sturgeon dishes at the annual New Year's banquet are attracting attention. Sturgeons are valuable. To whom, how much weight is given, are all prescribed, even if you are in charge of you, you can’t change it without authorization."

Mu Jin drooped his eyelids, didn't even glance at her, and said: "If the slave remembers correctly, the person who has been the head of the internal affairs office for three years is a slave rather than an empress. How to distribute the rules is not necessary for the empress. Come teach the minions."

Everyone was stunned.

Good, good.

Throughout the entire palace, the only person who dared to talk to the beloved concubine who was pregnant was the only one, Mr. Mu.

Wu Bie almost got her nose crooked, her eyes flushed, and she grievedly said to Yu Wenrui: "The emperor..."

Following her call, everyone quietly turned their eyes away and looked at the emperor above.

The first move in the confrontation between the favorite concubine and the favorite depends on whom the emperor will favor.

Yu Wenrui gently buckled his finger on the case, as if he didn't feel the turbulence in the audience at all, "Wu Yu, don't worry, since Jinwen promised to go to the sturgeon, and wait patiently."

Although the words were to comfort Wu Bi, the content of the words was really biased towards Mu Jin, and everyone had a clear understanding: the first trick in the duel, the favored minister wins.

According to the general Yu Wenrui's temper, it is rare to be comforted to this step. It stands to reason that Wu Bi should thank you, who said that this person seems to have taken the wrong medicine today, and Mu Jin will not relax if he is killed.

"The emperor is naturally not in a hurry, but his concubine was just a little nobleman before, and he had no chance to taste this fresh sturgeon." Wu Yan pretended to be sad, and raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes. "This year this year. It’s only the first time, but don’t make anything wrong."

She was fascinated by her acting here, but Mu Jin could hardly describe it.

For a fish, looking at this beeping and lailai, that's what it means.

Rong Feng's expression was very ugly. He subconsciously stretched his hand to his waist, and then remembered that he had already removed his saber before entering the hall, so he had to clenched his hands into fists under the table, and his muscles became tense.

The lieutenant on the side glanced at him and put his hand on his shoulder.

Rong Feng looked at his father, his cheetah-like ferocious aura slightly reduced.

He stared at the stage with sharp eyes, not letting go of any subtle expressions of a few people.

Wu Bi was suffocating her momentum, but Mu Jin thought she had dropped the price and didn't want to accept the move. She had to sit down sullenly, with vicious expectation, to see how Mu Jin could make it through.

They seemed to talk a lot of nonsense, but in reality, it was only a few minutes. Soon after Mu Jin's order was passed on, he heard a slight movement outside the hall and successfully attracted everyone's attention.

I saw a few eunuchs pushing a huge Xuan car, walking in with everyone's eyes suddenly startled.

Above the Xuanche, a huge pot was steaming with steam, and it was filled with snow-white fish soup, and some fish pieces were looming. It was the sturgeon that Wu Yu had been thinking about for a long time.

"This...what is this?" Wu Bi's eyes showed great joy, and he stood up and looked at the big pot in the center of the hall. "Is this a sturgeon of one or two hundred gold? I don't know. The general manager has a few guts to tamper with the ancestral law and harm the sturgeon!"

Listening to Wu Bi's accusation, everyone's expressions were subtle, but they did not dare to say a word.

How precious and precious is the sturgeon, you can see that Mu Jin will be embarrassed by Wu Yu's repeated troubles. All of the traditional worship of sturgeon has been properly placed in the big dining room, carefully prepared, and the weight allocated to everyone's table has been obtained. Careful measurement can never get one more point.

This Director Mu treated the sturgeon as a normal river fish and stewed it in a mess, which was really unheard of.

Mainly because no one has ever had the guts.

The table in front of Rong Feng moved. Obviously, he wanted to get up and touched it. Fortunately, Taiwei Rong had quick eyes and hands, and severely pinched his son's hard thigh, restraining his impulse.

Rong Feng looked at his father in silence, Taiwei Rong shook his head slightly.

He looked at the stage inquiringly, just like everyone else, waiting for Mu Jin's answer.

The face of Yu Wenrui, who was not surprised by the wind, finally changed, but he did not feel angry, but the tone was subtle: "Jinwen, how do you explain it?",

"The emperor!" Perhaps seeing that even so, Yu Wenrui showed no sign of guilting Mu Jin, Wu Yu couldn't help calling out anxiously.

Yu Wenrui glanced at her lightly.

I don't know what Wu Yan saw from this look, she shuddered slightly, her arrogant expression revealed a trace of tension and fear, and she closed her mouth neatly.

Mu Jin didn't care about the dispute between them, the old **** was waiting for Yu Wenrui to speak, as if all the spears were not directed at her.

This calm and calm attitude can't help making everyone look up a bit.

When Yu Wenrui asked, Mu Jin raised his eyelashes and said with a smile: "Back to your majesty, the minion learned that the sturgeon of the past has been the same way. You should be tired of eating for many years, and the minion will find ways. I want your Majesty to experience a different taste."

She ignored everyone, ignored the value of sturgeon, and was full of thoughts for Yu Wenrui's good fortune. Although unreasonable and wise, the reason why the emperor allowed her to sit in the position of director was not because of this unique yearning?

Yuwen Rui's eyebrows, which were not stern, loosened a little, and even let out a low laugh, "So you made the tribute sturgeon into a pot of chowder? Did you know that this pot of fish soup can How much is it worth?"

Although he said with a smile, but when the ending sound fell, it was somber and majestic. The emperor didn't need to be angry, just showed a trace, which was enough to make people feel scared.

But Mu Jin was not afraid, but showed a natural expression, "Know how, no matter how expensive things, that is, a food ingredient, if you can't serve your majesty, then it is worthless no matter how expensive it is."

Yu Wenrui looked at her triumphant little face, the trace of movement that appeared in her eyes was quickly suppressed by him, and turned into a helpless smile.

Everyone underneath looked at each other, this Director Mu... really has something.

Why didn't they expect that Long Fart could still shoot like this?

Just looking at the cauldron that was still bubbling, all the thoughts were extinguished.

Even if they wanted to, no one really dared to stew the precious sturgeon in one pot.

If the stewed person is not Mu Jin, how angry the emperor will be, how can they compare with the position of Director Mu in the emperor's heart.

Seeing that Mu Jin calmed down the audience easily, even the emperor showed no signs of anger anymore, and Rong Feng's originally tense muscles slowly relaxed.

He looked at the glorious figure on the stage, the light in his eyes was so bright.

"Spoken words can't cover up your crime of killing the sturgeon and spoiling the ingredients." Wu Bi saw that the carefully planned situation was about to be passed by Mu Jin lightly, and suppressed his voice and said again, "Not to mention you made such a big pot of fish. Soup, do you want the emperor and everyone to drink the same thing? You clearly don't take the emperor into consideration!"

Mu Jin was a little annoyed.

This person repeatedly entangled and chattered, and Mu Jin's last patience with her was exhausted.

At this time, she remembered that in the Gong Douwen series she had watched before, the heroine must face one or two such annoying opponents, and she couldn't help but respect Duan Rongrong as the heroine.

Although she is now living like a contented silly girl, since she is the heroine of the original, it proves that she still has the capital to fight this kind of people!

Mu Jin raised her head and looked at Yu Wenrui, saying that everyone is fighting so prosperously, isn't it just for the little attention of the emperor.

Including her, no matter who you fight with, the win or lose on the face is imaginary, and the one who wins the emperor's favor in the end is the real winner.

Yu Wenrui's eyes were unpredictable, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't seem to be irritated by Wu Bi's words. Seeing Mu Jin looking over, he clicked his chin, showing an expression willing to hear more.

...... This dog male protagonist, it is obviously something he can end with a word, so he has to watch her jokes here, right?

Since you want to act, then act enough.

I saw Mu Jin glanced at Wu Bi with an incredibly contemptuous gaze, and the emotions in it were not concealed at all. Not only did Wu Bi see clearly, the emperor and all the officials could also see clearly.

"Shu Nu Cai speaks bluntly." Mu Jin said in a disdainful tone, but it also contained supreme self-belief. "When the slave is doing her best for the emperor, the empress Wu Yu doesn't know which prince and grandson she is with It."

Shrimp pork heart.

Wu Bi's face paled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before she entered the palace, she had a childhood sweetheart. No one except her parents knew about this. Why was Mu Jincho?

When the news broke out, it was really incredible.

The imperial concubine was surprised to cover her lips with a handkerchief, her bright eyes blinked, and she tried her best to suppress the gleam of joy in her eyes.

Xu Luzhao's face beside her was gloomy for a moment.

The ministers all took a deep breath, and if it weren't for the emperor himself to sit on the stage, he would have been talking gossip about it a long time ago.

However, even if they couldn't talk about it, they secretly looked at Wu Bi from the corner of the eye, and when they saw her expression, they didn't know what was going on.

It seems that Niang Niang Wu had quite a story before entering the palace.

Yu Wenrui's gaze at the play changed, and his eyebrows sank, "Jin Wen, what you said is the truth? I can't even protect you by slandering my concubine."

Mu Jin looked at his expression of eating melons and collapsing his house, abruptly suppressed his smile, and looked up at him in an aggrieved appearance, the narrow and charming corners of his eyes forced a bit of blush.

"If your majesty doesn't believe in slaves, you can send someone to investigate. It's a young man named Li, who is still thinking about the wife of Wu Yi and she is not married." When Mu Jin and Yu Wenrui talked, they were not just so talented. She looked soft and a little bit coquettish, soothing Yu Wenrui's about to explode Mao, "Otherwise, why would a slave hate a concubine so well, and this concubine can't wait to kill a concubine, because she simply Not worthy to serve your Majesty!"

It's over.

As soon as the surname of Li came out of Mu Jin's mouth, Wu Yi knew it, that's it.

As soon as I heard that there are all names and surnames, how can you not see that this is indeed true.

Chong Chen vs Chong Fei, General Chong Chen.

Everyone looked up and sneaked in Wu Bi's direction. She couldn't see a trace of domineering at this moment, her face was as pale as a ghost.

She couldn't even stand on her own. She took a step back and almost fell to the ground. Thanks to Qiaozhu behind her, she quickly supported her body, "Manny!"

This sound awakened Wu Yu, and she immediately turned to look at Yu Wenrui: "Your Majesty!"

Yu Wenrui glanced at her, but said nothing.

However, it was this look that made Wu Bi feel cold all over his body, and slowly sat down on his seat.

She looked at Mu Jin who was speaking righteously, and a desperate determination flashed in her eyes.

Mu Jinwen, you rushed to kill me, don't blame me for being cruel.

Mu Jin didn't know what she was thinking in her heart. Seeing that she was finally willing to stop, she really embraced the original and kissed her.

There is something about this childhood sweetheart. Of course others don't know, but this doesn't include her with the script in hand.

In the original work, Duan Rongrong took a lot of effort to find out the information, and Mu Jin was so cheap.

Of course, Wu Bi hadn't had anything to do with that Li Gongzi, but it doesn't matter whether the hair happened or not. What's important is that there is such a person, and Yu Wenrui didn't know before, that's enough.

Of course, at this time, Mu Jin didn't dare to show the triumph of defeating her opponent. She still looked extremely angry at Wu Bi's infidelity. Yu Wenrui looked at her with bright and resentful eyes when she stared at Wu Bi, the gloom between her eyebrows. It gradually dissipated some.

"Jinwen." Yu Wenrui faintly exposed the topic, "How do you plan to distribute this fish soup?"

At the New Year's Eve banquet, if you focus on dealing with whether the concubine has ever put a green hat on the emperor, then it would be too undecent.

Seeing that the emperor took the initiative to change the subject, everyone started talking about this pot of fish soup with haha.

It is said that this soup is fragrant and fragrant, just like white jade, and it must have never insulted the best sturgeon.

It is said that sturgeon has always been steamed and cooked, and it is rare to see it made into fish soup. Mr. Mu is also worthy of Linglong's mind and ingenuity.

Some praised the fish soup, and some praised Mu Jin. In short, no one dared to say that Mu Jin and the fish soup were not good.

Mu Jin can win a big victory against the pregnant concubine who is now in red. No one doubts the emperor's importance and preference for her.

Mu Jin raised his chin high, did not hide his pride after being admitted by the emperor, and said with a smile again: "Back to your Majesty, just now, Empress Wu said that this fish soup is no good and spoils the food. In fact, this is not the case. Your Majesty calls an imperial doctor at will to inquire, and you can see that fish soup is a good thing. It not only strengthens the body and nourishes the qi, invigorates the spleen and appetite, but also relieves cough and asthma, clears heat and detoxifies."

Without any guilt, Mu Jin dragged the ugly face of Wu Bi over and over to whip the corpse. "Furthermore, the method of fish soup is one of the most commonly used cooking methods in the folk. It can maximize the nutrients in it with the least amount of ingredients. It’s delicious, it’s not a slave who deliberately spoils this sturgeon, please let your majesty give it a lesson!"

These words are reasonable and sincere, and whoever listens to her can believe that Mu Jin is a super loyal minister dedicated to the emperor.

There was a smile in Yu Wenrui's eyes, "Oh? Since it's so good, why don't you buy fish soup in the palace?"

Mu Jin wondered what else could be caused, not because he was afraid that you spoiled princes and nobles would not pick up fish bones, so they would just drink them when they were buried in the soup. When the time comes, they will have a problem, and it is not because the cook will lose his head.

However, she was proud of her face: "Because none of them are as powerful as slaves."

Yu Wenrui couldn't help it, so he laughed.

Seeing the emperor laughed, everyone laughed after holding the venue.

While smiling, he looked at Mu Jin who only looked at the emperor with unspeakable eyes.

During this period of time, the rumors about this manager Mu have changed so quickly.

So fast they would forget whether she was the one with a rotten reputation.

Seeing her now that she is quick-witted and articulate, although she has become more arrogant and self-willed, she is also frank and cute. It's no wonder that the emperor treats her like a pearl, and even his favorite concubine can't beat her.

At this moment, Mu Jin didn't care what they were laughing at. He graciously brought the big spoon to the pot and distributed the fish soup with his own hands.

The sturgeon boiled into the soup has long been broken into pieces. Even if the fish’s mother came to the spot, she couldn’t tell how many of her children were in it, and no one could tell the missing piece. Article.

Mu Jin carefully filled each bowl with soup, silently wondering who should have more fish in his bowl.

It is true that not everyone is entitled to enjoy sturgeon. Mu Jin gave those who deserved a sturgeon quota to add more fish to the bowl, and those who should not have a quota would only get a bowl of white soup.

But even the white soup is delicious and attractive enough.

After dividing the ordinary people, Mu Jin uncovered the small pot hidden on one side, filled a large bowl, and personally brought it to the Golden Dragon banquet table, and smiled: "Your Majesty, how can you really let you and the others People have the same treatment. This is specially cooked for you by the minion. There is a complete sturgeon and tofu made from fine beans to supplement it. Please use it slowly."

She smiled radiantly, her delicate face shining brightly under the brilliant lights of the banquet, and walking with the fish soup, Yu Wenrui fell into a daze.

It was as if he had toiled home, someone was washing his hands and making soup, it had an ordinary but happy taste.

Yu Wenrui lowered his gaze, and gently scooped the soup in the bowl with a porcelain spoon, "Mu Jinwen is smart and loyal. He is my brachial and is specially gifted with gold and white two."

He glanced at Li Lian on the side, and Li hurriedly bowed.

Li Lian secretly glanced at Mu Jin with complicated eyes, wondering what the eunuch, who was also the emperor's confidant, was thinking at this moment.

Mu Jin showed a flattered look. First, she knelt down to thank her, and then showed embarrassment after she got up, "Isn't it right that the slave is doing his best for your Majesty?"

Yu Wenrui chuckled lightly.

Rong Feng stared at Mu Jin and Yu Wenrui's every move, and the bowl of fish soup placed in front of him didn't even move, so it gradually extinguished the white gas.

"Huh." An adult next to him suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "Ms. Mu has done a great job. Everyone has a share of the sturgeon soup, except in front of Mrs. Wu, not even a bowl."

Rong Feng's gaze looked over, and he saw Wu Bi, who should have been infinitely beautiful, sitting at the empty table with a pale face, his gaze seemed to burn a hole in Mu Jin.

Once someone notices it, more and more people will notice that everyone has a subtle expression and wants to see if Mu Jin is serious about doing things, and he won't even let Wu Bi go over.

Of course, everyone's discussion reached Mu Jin and Yu Wenrui's ears. Yu Wenrui did not lift his head, and took a sip of fish soup and said indifferently: "What is Jinwen going to do?"

Mu Jin patted his forehead and suddenly realized: "Oh, look at the mind of the minion, how can you forget the part of Niang Wu, even if the slave doesn't like the mother, you can't miss the part of the dragon in her belly."

This statement not only expressed that she was not for Wu Bi herself, but also further expressed her loyalty to the emperor. It can be said that there are more than one stone with one stone.

What's more, Wu Bi's face was almost lost. She stepped on her foot at this time and said she hated her, and no one could tell that she was wrong.

Mr. Mu, if he isn't so capricious, he won't be Mr. Mu anymore.

Yu Wenrui's face was slightly awkward.

Mu Jin smiled and let people bring the fish soup that had been prepared long ago and put it in front of Wu An, "This is something the slave specially prepared for the empress, so the empress uses it slowly."

Wu Bi took a deep breath. Even though he didn't want to touch the bowl of soup, he still had to pull out an ugly smile under everyone's gaze, and took a sip from the bowl.

"!!!"

Wu Bi's eyes widened, and at the moment when the fish soup entered, she almost vomited on the spot.

What an unpleasant smell is this!

The stench was unbearable, and the hot and sour throat was sour and sour. Wu Yu exhausted all his restraint before vomiting before the case in front of everyone.

Mu Jin observed her expression, and the corner of her mouth twitched in secret.

If it hadn't been for her repeated deaths, this bowl of half-raw pepper fish soup should have become her small punishment.

"Wu Bie, such good ingredients, don't waste it." Yu Wenrui put the bowl on the table and made a click, causing Wu Bie's shoulders to tremble.

She swallowed the liquid in her mouth with difficulty, and said with a smile that was uglier than crying: "The concubine thanks the emperor for the reward."

When she finished speaking, she hurriedly stopped, for fear that if she said another word, the scent that came up would make her spit it out.

Mu Jin let out a cold voice, and Wu Bin tightened the veil in his hand.

Having overcome the difficulty of the sturgeon's death without any risk, Mu Jin gently stroked his sleeves, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

As for everyone's eyes watching her change at this moment, it is no longer a problem that can be considered now.

Everyone was eating, but Mu Jin couldn't rest. The supplies for the midnight sacrifice still needed to be confirmed. She confessed to Yu Wenrui and left the Palace of the Qing Dynasty ahead of time.

The temple where the sacrifice is located is still some distance away from the Qianqing Palace. Mu Jin raised her collar and walked through the thick snow covered the ground alone. She stopped when she passed by the Koi Lake in the Royal Garden.

It was the night of New Year's Eve, and most people in the palace gathered in Qianqing Palace. The entire imperial garden was quiet and deserted, except for the frozen lake shimmering in the moonlight.

Through the boundless palace wall, Mu Jin seemed to see the lively New Year scene outside the palace.

No one belongs to her every year.

Whether in reality or in this world, she is only alone.

Go out in this direction, can you get out of the red wall and green tiles, the majestic deep palace?

Mu Jin looked at the lake with a blank expression, and walked a few steps in the direction of the lake uncontrollably.

However, before she could walk to the lake, a powerful hand firmly grasped her arm and dragged her back regardless of her wishes.

Mu Jin couldn't resist the inertia, the whole person rotated half a circle, and then a pair of solid arms clasped her waist. She fell into this embrace, and her nose hit the opponent's chest.

It felt so familiar that she wanted to hit the wall.

She was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses, slowly looked up, and met Rong Feng's angry eyes.

The hands clasped on her waist grew harder, as if to break her off.

Mu Jin frowned slightly, her expression cold, "Lieutenant Rong, what are you doing?"

Who knows that Rong Feng's mouth is colder than her, "Mu Jinwen, if you want to think, you can't jump down when the lake is freezing."

This completely interrupted Mu Jin's thinking.

Looking for death? Who is looking for death?

"The minion doesn't know what inexplicable things you are talking about." Mu Jin tried to break his arm. The tentacles are all solid muscles. Her strength is entirely the mightfly shaking the tree, "Let go!"

On the contrary, Rong Feng was stunned, the coldness on his face disappeared for an instant, and there was a silly look in her eyes, "You don't want to seek death?"

She is looking for death?

Mu Jin almost laughed angrily by him.

Anxiously flushed, Feng’s eyes squinted at him, “Maybe Captain Rong had just drunk too much at the banquet, and he started talking nonsense when he came out to catch people, otherwise the servant would call you a carriage and send you home ."

Only then was Rong Feng sure, he had misunderstood just now.

He just saw this man, his expression was dazed, his eyes were lonely, and his slender figure was almost hidden in this vast world.

Seeing her walking into the lake again, his heart was instantly swallowed by boundless fear, and he didn't even have time to think for a while. Now the lake is frozen, and he just wants to run over to keep her in his arms so that she can no longer Take a step forward.

The tension on Rong Feng's face and his arms slowly relaxed.

When the fingers left the thin and flexible waist, it was almost impossible to control the nostalgia.

It's just because of Mu Jin's character, if he entangled again, he would definitely feel that he was frivolous and Meng Lang, even if he didn't give up, he didn't dare to get entangled in it.

Mu Jin finally felt that the painful waist was released, and immediately took a few large steps back, controlling the urge to rub the waist, his face was vigilant and gloomy.

My mother...how much hatred the second man had with her, this waist was about to be broken by him.

If Rong Feng knew what she was thinking, he would be very innocent, because he didn't use any strength at all.

He looked at Mu Jin's unsightly expression, put his hand into his arms, and found out a familiar cloth bag.

In Mu Jin's warning eyes, Rong Feng approached carefully two steps and stretched the cloth bag far to her.

The cold winter wind blew through his not heavy long gown, diminishing the coldness and fierceness of his soldier.

The slender hair brushed his heroic eyebrows, coating that face full of sharpness and determination with a rare softness.

For a moment, time seemed to pass by, and standing in front of Mu Jin's eyes was still the cold and unrestrained guard Rong, and all the stories still hadn't begun.

There was a clumsy comfort in his eyes.

"My grandfather brought your message. This is my own food, and I will give it to you."

"You... don't get angry."