And very will examine the degree, should not say a don't say, should not know never ask.
When Xiao Jue thought about it carefully, he felt that such a small child had grown up so far, and now he would ask Ji Rao to help him with many memorials. Although Ji Rao's criticism is unimportant, it is a great honor to help the emperor approve the memorial. This is still the case now. If it comes to the future, it may turn out the sky.
The minister also played on many occasions that Ji Rao was too favored, for fear of endangering the country, and let Xiao Jue abolish him.
Xiao Jue took the throne in his early twenties. Among his brothers, his mother family was not the most prominent, his ability was not the best, and he was not the most favored. Therefore, when he got to the throne, he knew how many people he had killed and how many he had secretly calculated. It can't be a straw bag if he can take the throne so firmly when he is young. He always knows Ji Rao's existence. He knows he should kill Ji Rao, but he can't bear it.
People like Ji Rao are reluctant to kill no matter who sees them.
Xiao Jue read the memorial, and Zheng Guiren personally came to deliver the soup. The meaning was very obvious.
But Xiao Jue didn't let Zheng Guiren in at all. Ji Rao opened the door.
"Rao Gonggong." Zheng Guiren looked at the door, "where's the emperor?"
"The emperor is still reading the memorial. What can I do for you?"
"When I heard that the emperor was managing everything every day, I made some light soup to remove the heat."
Ji Rao looked at the soup in Zheng's hand and said with a smile, "your concubine has a heart. Let the slave serve it for the emperor."
As soon as Zheng Guiren heard this, he knew that the emperor would not see him. He could not help holding the handkerchief in his hand, but he still had a decent smile on his face.
She gave the soup to the maid behind her, who came forward and handed it to Ji Rao.
Zheng Guiren said with a smile, "this soup, you should drink it while it's hot, otherwise it's not good to drink."
"Slave will remind the emperor."
"Well, please, my father-in-law. I'll go back first."
"Take your time, lady."
Zheng Guiren turned around and the smile on his face disappeared. Her eyes slide to one side, and her heart is full of reluctance.
This Rao Gonggong is really capable. He only heard that the emperor dotes on his ministers and concubines, but never on eunuchs. The emperor now spends more time with father Rao than with his concubines.
It seems that we will have to have more relations with Duke Rao in the future.
Ji Rao watched Zheng Guiren leave, closed the door with the soup and carefully brought it to Xiao Jue.
"Emperor, this is the soup sent by Zheng Guiren."
Xiao Jue doesn't even have a look in his eyes. Zheng Guiren has no brain and intelligence. He can't see his identity clearly. The empress, the imperial concubines and the imperial concubines are all there. When is it her turn to deliver the soup.
"Drink it for me."
“…… That's not good, Emperor
Ji Rao had known that Xiao Jue didn't want to drink, so he thought he would pour it out.
Xiao Jue held a brush in her hand and looked at Ji Rao with her chin propped up. The ink in her eyes almost melted under the candle fire.
"Drink."
“…… Yes Ji Rao slowly opened the box, took out the soup, and took out the porcelain spoon, a little bit to drink, no sound can come out.
Xiao Jue just looked at Ji Rao and watched him drink soup. Suddenly feel that this is just a child, how every time standing in front of him, always let him ignore this matter.