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The night breeze blows through the flowers and plants in the yard. It is as night, the heat fades and becomes much cooler.

There were lanterns moving in the corridor, and the two of them came in a row.

"Madam." Yushu and Changfeng, who were standing in the corridor, saw clearly the person coming and saluted him quickly.

Walking in front was a beautiful young woman with delicate facial features and shattered skin. Her temperament was elegant and elegant like a peony, making people unable to take their eyes away and dare not look at her directly.

The study area is important, and idle people are not allowed to enter, but this important place is not guarding Huo Shuhan. She walked along the way, but no one of the guards appeared to stop her.

Huo Shuhan ignored the two servants, but gently moved Lian to the door. Behind her, Qingluo, and the food box were also stepped in.

Like Liu Xun, Cheng Mo, the doors and windows of the study were all opened, the screen was removed, the air formed convection, and the room was very cool.

Hearing the sound at the door, Cheng Mo raised his head from the desk and said with a smile: "Han'er is here."

Huo Shuhan said with a slight anger on his face, "When is it now? Why haven't he rested? Is there a time to finish this memorial?"

Cheng Mo looked at the three memorials piled up all night and smiled and said, "Don't say, I'm pretty good at efficiency."

At first, he didn't understand the tricks of the court officials in the memorials. He picked up the memorials and looked carefully word by word, and then he realized that these untuned things were not troublesome. The first one or two thousand words of nonsense were sprinkled with gorgeous words, but nothing was said, and the last paragraph was only serious. Now he has swept the matter at a glance at the long passage of the previous passage showing off his literary talent, and only looked at the end of the memorial carefully, and the efficiency has really improved a lot.

Seeing his smug look, Huo Shuhan rolled his eyes and said, "It's getting late, have some midnight snacks and go to bed quickly."

It was almost three o'clock, and I was still staying up late to read the memorials here. If this continues, how can my body be able to eat? Huo Shuhan saw that Cheng Mo was going to sleep late, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Cheng Mo stretched and said, "I'm really hungry."

It’s not his fault. You can’t eat too greasy dinner. After eating a few dishes of vegetables, it’s strange if you don’t get hungry until you work overtime. Cheng Mo greeted him, Yushu and Changfeng came in, put three stacks of memorials into different boxes, and freed up the middle of the desk.

Qingluo didn't need to tell her to take out the food box. A small casserole made of rice-free porridge, two green side dishes, and a deliciously fried fish, about one pound.

Qingluo put down the midnight snack, put away the food box, and retreated to the yard along with Yushu and Changfeng.

After serving two bowls of the small casserole porridge, the pot was finally found. Huo Shuhan put a bowl in front of Cheng Mo, glanced at him, and said, "Eat while it's hot."

The light shone on her face, making her look more beautiful, and she was angry and more charming. She was not worried about Cheng Mo being busy with official duties and neglecting to accompany them, but was worried that Cheng Mo's body would be beaten up, and she could not withstand the sleep of only one hour a day.

The fragrance of porridge hits my face, Cheng Mo took a deep breath and praised: "Old Du's ability to make porridge is getting better and better."

Lao Du was originally a chef at Zuixianlou. He was very good at cooking. Cheng Mo liked to eat the dishes he had. Once he had something at home and asked for leave. Cheng Mo, Zhang Qing and others happened to go to Zuixianlou. The dishes served were different. When he asked, he realized that it was not his.

The restaurant shopkeeper was worried that he would not have the opportunity to curry favor with this powerful man of the dynasty. When he learned that Cheng Mo valued Lao Du, he had the idea of ​​giving Lao Du to Cheng Mo. When he asked Lao Du, he was naturally willing to do so. He was a chef in the restaurant, so how could he be a chef in the court and a chef at the Yongchang Marquis' Mansion? He wanted to get this job and he would be able to boast about his descendants when he got old.

The next time Cheng Mo went to Zuixianlou, the shopkeeper greeted him in person, and finally said what he asked Lao Du to serve in the mansion. When Cheng Mo asked, Lao Du was willing, he agreed. The monthly silver was twice as high as being a chef in Zuixianlou.

Since Cheng Mo became the prime minister and Huo Shuhan ordered him to have a midnight snack every night, Lao Du snatched the mission.

Huo Shuhan gave him a blank look and said, "You taught me well."

Only by making delicious food with ordinary ingredients can the chef show his ability. Lao Du naturally knows this well, but making porridge is not Lao Du's unique skill. Lao Du is grateful to Cheng Mo for his kindness and uses Cheng Mo's imperial chef to grab this job. Cheng Mo told him how to make porridge delicious. His foundation is there and he can understand it at a glance.

Another bowl of porridge was placed in front of Huo Shuhan, but she didn't just eat it, but watched Cheng Mo eat it.

Cheng Mo just picked up the bowl, and the elm tree informed at the door that Heizi was coming.

"Call him in." Cheng Mo seized the time to eat a bite of porridge and two side dishes.

When Heizi saw that his mistress was also there, he quickly told a long story and followed Tang Ji to Zhang Mian's mansion. He heard the conversation between the two. Then Tang Ji was chased by Zhang Mian on the way home and rescued him.

He said, Cheng Mo was eating, and seeing that a bowl of porridge was about to come to an end, when he heard Zhang Mian send someone to chase him, Cheng Mo looked like he stopped and said, "Where is the person?"

"I've brought it, right outside the study."

Heizi asked him to wait outside in the study area.

"Bring it in quickly." Cheng Mo pulled the porridge from the bowl into his mouth, put down the bowl and chopsticks and said.

Tang Ji was both sad and angry. Along the way, he just wanted to take advantage of Cheng Mo's hand to avenge this. Until he stood at the gate of the courtyard, the cool night wind blew and his mind gradually became clear. He thought that he had hidden the memorial in order to frame Cheng Mo, so that the victims in Yuzhang could not be rescued in time. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed, wondering if Cheng Mo would help him.

"Prime Minister, my subordinates deserve to die." Tang Ji entered the door and knelt down and burst into tears.

Cheng Mo said: "Get up and talk."

The food on the table had been removed. Cheng Mo was wearing a regular household clothes and sat upright behind the large desk, with no joy or anger on his face.

Tang Ji just cried, tears flowing, and he was not angry, and those who heard the sound were sad, and those who listened to it were crying.

Yushu stood by the desk, watching him crying sadly, and also looked at him with a look of grace. He thought, could his father die, otherwise he would not have cried like this. However, he didn't know that Tang Ji had lost his ear, was disabled, and could no longer become an official, and his future was ruined. He was the most promising person in the new generation of his family, and he was the prime minister and had a bright future. He was the pride of the family, but now he was like an angel folding his wings. From then on, he had no chance to become an official, so how could he not be sad?

Seeing that he couldn't get up, Cheng Mo had to ask Heizi to: "Help him up."

Heizi walked over, tried a little harder to pull him up, and said, "Don't cry anymore. If you have any words, hurry up and tell my Lang. If you have any later, he will go to court."

"Ah?" Tang Li didn't care about crying anymore, so he quickly stretched out his sleeves to wipe his tears and told the matter from beginning to end. After all, it was a story of conspiracy to seize power. The one who was not in a bad mood was the one who was under the slightest.

After he finished speaking, Cheng Mo ordered Yushu to take him to the guest room for rest.

Before bringing him in, he had already put the removed screen back in again. At this time, Huo Shuhan walked out from behind the screen, with a pretty face and a wonderful eyes full of anger.
Chapter completed!