C16 Tombstone opener

Fugui saw that everyone was laughing at him. He had done a good job just now, but it didn't have any good effect. Instead, he made them think that he had heard that they were going to cut off their heads and make a ruckus, but he didn't dare say he didn't agree. He could only do this.

"You don't have to do this. It is about time for a nameless little Young Eunuch like you to protect your face. It's all their fault for being a laughingstock. Heh heh, I'm not going to punish you. Tell me, what reward do you want? " Emperor Ren De said to the rich and powerful with a smile.

Fugui suspects there's something wrong with his ears. Is this still something an emperor should say? However, looking at his hopeful eyes, Fu Gui knew that it was true. Whether out of pity or something. His life had been saved. If he knew this, he wouldn't have to lower his head to that fatty.

"Thank you, your majesty! If you don't kill this servant, then this servant will receive the biggest reward of all. This servant does not want any reward! " Wealth made a comeback and gave the hard part to the Emperor Ren De. He had just fallen here, and even the place he was staying at belonged to someone else. As for the treasures of the Imperial Palace, he had no idea at all. As for the official position here, what kind of official position could a eunuch take? Even if he was given a high official position, wasn't it tiring and he wouldn't know how to manage it? The main reason was that he didn't know how the official positions were divided. and only knew a few inside the Royal Kitchen. But he didn't want to stay in the Royal Kitchen either, so what he liked the most was to eat and drink his fill before going to sleep.

Emperor Ren De looked at Fu Gui appreciatively, and purposely said, "If you don't say it, how would I know what you want? If we give you something you don't like, but when we give it to you, you won't be able to regret it. Have you thought about it? " Emperor Ren De clearly understood the power of wealth. He took the ball back. If the rich really did ask for something, as long as it wasn't too excessive, he would basically agree. Now that Wealth had played tricks on him, he began to play.

Wealth opened his mouth widely, not expecting the Emperor Ren De to make such a joke. This action of his once again caused everyone to laugh out loud.

"How about giving him the Royal Kitchen head chef? I think he's just a lazy guy. "It's not bad to do nothing every day and wait for someone to bring food to your mouth!" The Princess Wenlin found it rare to see such a rich joke. Seeing his favorite daughter speak out, Emperor Ren De nodded: "How about it, rich? "Lin'er's idea is not bad, right?"

Fugui was even more depressed as he raised his head to look at Princess Wenlin aggrieved. He saw the corners of her mouth pulling but her face did not have much of an expression, her eyes were still looking at him warningly. Wealth knew that she had made a fool of him again, but he had no choice but to accept it. He said weakly, "This servant thanks Your Majesty for the reward!"

"Won't we thank Your Highness for that?" I racked my brains to come up with this official position. " Princess Wenlin suddenly said with a cold face. Everyone looked at Wealth with interest. Even though they knew that they had been tricked by the princess, they were happy to see themselves eating the turtle. Fugui Shuang kneeled down like an eggplant and said, "You'll have to thank the princess for her thousand years of rewards!" Seeing that he had made up his mind to go easy on them, the rich and the rich started to talk at each other.

Fortunately, everyone was too busy watching her make a fool of herself to notice. Even the coldest and most merciless Prince Wu was looking at the rich man with a smile, while the flirtatious Princess Hua was also looking at the wealthy man with a smile, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that was about to drip.

Fugui was only thirteen years old at the moment. His childish face, combined with his current expression, was as comical as it could be.

Only Prime Minister Fu still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were clear. He looked at the Princess Wenlin beside him with reverence in his eyes. He understood that the Princess Wenlin had not only saved the lives of the wealthy just now. It also eased the hatred between the crown prince and Prince Wu. If she could, she would of course wish for her brothers to get along with each other, and doing so would gain the Emperor Ren De's favor. Even the official position that she casually mentioned was highly knowledgeable.

Not only did they reward him with wealth, but they also understood what rewards a young child in his teens would receive. And most importantly, he still had to teach him martial arts, so he couldn't leave the Royal Kitchen. And there was no better place to let Wealth practice martial arts than in the Royal Kitchen.

It had already been another week since Wealth had returned to the Royal Kitchen, but of course, that was after calculating the number of days only. During the day, Fugui carried the title of Chief Chef and wandered around everywhere. Every Young Eunuch would have to respectfully call out "Hello Chief Chef" when they saw him. Fu Gui nodded with a satisfied wave of his hand. As for that small path, he would just avoid him whenever he saw him, but every time, he would just go to where he was and wait for him to say "Chef".

At night, the bitter days of wealth and wealth finally began. The first month was the basic training. First, he tied two pieces of tile that weighed at least five pounds to his feet. He was not allowed to go there at all. Then, he had to carry the water in two hands and fill up all eighteen buckets within the Royal Kitchen within one hour. If he couldn't do it, then he would double the number. Wealth was something that he would not respond to every day. It was something that he would never do. At most, when he couldn't take it anymore, he would cover himself with the blanket and yell a few times. If he was slightly slacking, then Prime Minister Fu's fat body would be right behind him. He wasn't tired at all, and the feeling of being mistreated wasn't bad either.

The only thing worth getting excited about was bullying them during the day, while the rest would lie on the bed and wait for their deaths.

However, in this one month, Wealth and Wealth had drunk through all eighteen Golden Blade cooks and thirty-six Silver Blade cooks in Royal Kitchen. In the end, he did not even know what kind of soup it was. Once, he was so confused that he directly washed his feet with the best quality lamb soup. From then on, when he saw the best lamb soup, he thought of the mixed water and kept vomiting. This caused the sixth golden blade's face to sweep across the ground.

In the second month, the beginner's training began.

preparatory formula

Stand, two apart and shoulder-width. Hands drooping with the outside of the legs, palms pointing down, eyes straight ahead. Shoulder sagging, jaw slightly retracted, teeth closed, tongue against the upper jaw, abdomen breathing, will condense dantian.

Wealth followed suit.

The first: Black Bear Out of the Cave, the second: Tiger Pushing Mountain, the third: Azure Dragon in the Sky, the fourth: Black Hawk Spreading its Wings, the fifth: Tiger's Pounce, the sixth: Old Bear Power Competition.

Just like wealth.

Like this, he would spend four hours every night feeling rich and powerful, and would be tired when he wasn't building a foundation. Just like this, another month passed. Wealth was starting to feel itchy. That night, Fuxiang appeared in the rich courtyard like a ghost. Right now, wealth was also an official of Royal Kitchen, and it also had its own small courtyard. This made it convenient for him to practice martial arts.

Seeing Fuxiang's dark face, Fugui's hands itched and he said, "Fats. How are my powers now? "

Do you want to try?" Fu Cheng asked expressionlessly. Then he pointed at the blue brick wall and said, "Try pushing it forward?" Fugui looked at the green brick wall and then looked at his own rough big hands. He was a bit hesitant, but when he thought of Fuxiang Qingfeng crushing a large limestone like a willow tree, he felt a bit depressed. His palm struck the green brick wall soundlessly, and a shallow handprint appeared on the wall. Fugui suddenly felt like his whole body was on fire. The heat was unbearable, he just wanted to find someone to pat him a few times, especially on the small path.

Minister Fu saw that he was too pleased with himself and did not say a word. He walked to the wall and casually wiped it. Immediately, ash began to fall and the wall became as smooth as a mirror. Fugui was stunned and disdainfully said, "Damn! Show off what? If I have practiced for so many years, even if it's an iron plate, I would shatter it one by one even if it's steel plates. "

Fortune had adapted to the weirdness of his words and ignored him.

Fugui's eyes darted around as he grabbed Fuxiang's plump hand and said, "Fatty, is there any taboo in refining this skill?"

Prime Minister Fu had a strange expression on his face. He said, "Abstain from drinking and end the marriage."

Fugui plopped to the ground with a pale face. He trembled and said, "Eliminating marriage..."

Fu Cheng was puzzled. "Yes. You can't do such things while you're training. Furthermore, we are both incomplete people, so there is no need to be afraid. "

"Uh. It scared the hell out of me. Can you speak properly? It will kill you. "Damn, I was scared by someone." Fugui stood up and patted off the dust on his body. He thought to himself, "Damn, you are a eunuch, I am not. I am still waiting for my happy life." He waved his hand and said, "Goodbye, Fatty. I'm tired today. I'll cultivate again tomorrow."

A black shadow descended from the sky. Fugui shouted out loudly, "Ah, you are a grandpa, alright?" Am I not able to refine it? " When he came back from the Warm Pavilion that time, the wealthy and powerful people did not put Fu Cheng in their eyes at all, and they did not fear him when he spoke. Princess Wenlin, who had been invisible all night, was extremely depressed in her heart.