Chapter 763
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The capital was decorated with lanterns and colored banners to welcome the new winter, and to congratulate the princes for leaving the capital and becoming vassals. On this day, dusk was like a woman who had just woken up and wanted to speak, taking off her clothes extremely slowly. A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes got off the carriage and stepped on the afterglow as he slowly walked into the restaurant. Inside the restaurant, there was not a single self-proclaimed glutton. They were all blocked by the wooden sign outside the door, and had come in high spirits only to return in disappointment. Fortunately, everyone in the capital knew that the proprietress of the Jiu Jiu Restaurant was even more arrogant than the royal family, so they were used to it. The diners who came to the street around the same time as the man saw that someone had actually entered the restaurant and wanted to follow in to try their luck. In the end, they were blocked by a few retainers holding the hilts of their knives. After catching a glimpse of the retainers' scabbards wrapped in golden silk thread, they were scared into silence and immediately retreated. The pretty widow surnamed Hong slowly lifted the curtain. The mutton hotpot was already steaming. She only carried some secret seasoning bowls and plates and placed them on the table. The man raised his left hand and gestured for the woman to sit down. He then picked up a piece of mutton butt meat with his chopsticks and put it into the pot. After a while, he did not take his chopsticks back. The woman who had not sat down did her best to restrain her anger and said in a flat tone, "Don't waste the meat."
Hearing this, the man took his chopsticks back and slowly dipped them in various exquisite bowls and plates before putting them into his mouth. He nodded. It was indeed a unique flavor. He kept chewing the most authentic mutton hotpot in the capital, but did not open his mouth to speak. The woman just stood there with a straight face. After finishing the mutton butt meat in the porcelain plate, which looked very tempting just by looking at the texture, the man put down his chopsticks and finally raised his head to say, "Hong Chou, have you ever thought that in today's world, every place within the reach of the Liyang imperial court's decree, all the people within the jurisdiction have benefited from Xun Ping without exception? All of this is due to his death, due to me not saving him back then, and due to the guilt I felt towards him after I ascended the throne. "
The woman who was addressed by the current Emperor sneered, "Hong Chou is only a woman with long hair and short knowledge. She doesn't care about the big picture. She only knows that without a man, she can only resent those bastards who killed him. The reason why I didn't pour a few kilograms of arsenic into the pot today is because I know it won't kill you. "
The Emperor retracted his gaze. There was a fragrance in the mist that was not greasy. After a day of hard work, he only felt comfortable after eating a dozen chopsticks. He did not care about the woman's angry words and resentment. He said softly, "Zhao Sui, the Prince of Jiaodong, said a few words to him, and I made him lose all his military power."
The woman laughed out loud. "You are the Son of Heaven. Is there anything you don't dare to do?"
The Emperor smiled and said, "You think too highly of me. There are many things in the world that cannot be done. I do not dare to touch Xu Xiao. Xu Xiao's son is right in front of my eyes. I still have to endure."
She sneered and said, "The person who sits on the dragon throne has the nerve to fight a battle of wits with a child."
The Emperor waved his hand to wave away the hot air that hit him in the face. He tilted his head and said, "When I was a child, I still had to be on tenterhooks and live with my tail between my legs. The scholars of Great Peace City all complain that it is not easy to live in the capital. I always find it funny because only the Imperial Palace is not easy in the world. The officials think about whether or not they can live well. In the Imperial Palace, they think about whether or not they can live. Before I ascended the throne, I told myself that I wouldn't let all my children live like their father. But after I became the emperor, I realized that there was a limit to human power. The Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven, in the end, is still an ordinary person. Every family has its own difficulties. I am the head of the family, Xu Xiao is, and you, Hong Chou, are also half a head. You must have many grievances running this restaurant. For example, you carefully and conscientiously buy the best lamb, the best soup base, and the best seasoning. You think that the price is fair and you get what you pay for. But after the customers eat too much, they will feel that your family's lamb hotpot is just that. They may even curse you behind your back that your wife is black-hearted. Or maybe there is a problem with the relay route to Great Peace City that causes you to run out of goods. When you have to close, they will curse you even more for being unkind. Why is it that other restaurants open every day while your Jiu Jiu Restaurant thinks that you are the boss? It is hard to guarantee that they will not leave behind some unpleasant words. Putting yourself in other people's shoes is the heart of Buddha. This is the principle, but isn't it a valuable principle because it is easy to say but hard to do? Also, these principles are the most prickly in the world. Many people are not willing to listen to them because if you say it, others cannot do it. It is especially painful. After I became the Emperor, I received more direct memorials that Zhu Guo had accumulated over the years than during the great snow of Lidong. Only then did I understand the feeling. "
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