Chapter 0074 Persuasion of Food (2 / 2)

Wang Qianfeng heart was clear, secretly thought that it seems that this little girl is still a little bit of ability, can not help but think highly of Xiang Capsicum a few points.

King Rong finished his breakfast, wiped his mouth with the special towel, smacked his lips and said, “Actually it’s just average, you’re still too uninformed. If you go back to the palace with this king, I will definitely give you a better meal.”

Xiang Capsicum laughed: “Indeed, the slave girl has no insight. These days, the White Horse Temple ingredients are tight, talk about the lady said, everything must be tight for the patients, so our doctor’s meal all from simple, the most delicious is only for lunch cucumber scrambled eggs, and where can eat this delicious delicacy? So I lost my temper for a moment, but fortunately His Highness the King of Rong was magnanimous and spared the slave girl the sin of disrespect.”

King Rong indignantly said: “Although the White Horse Temple doctor is not as good as the medical officer, at least it is also a righteous man who saves lives and helps the injured, but even an egg can’t be eaten, it’s really too outrageous! But the officer in charge of the silver of the disaster relief? You go to tell the manager, from now on, all the medical officer meals in accordance with the king’s meal today’s standard preparation, can never chill the heart of the righteous!”

Xiang Capsicum was choked by the little prince who didn’t know the suffering of the world, and said: “King Rong’s heart is kind and generous, and his benevolence is widely spread, so we should have been grateful. But this epidemic is rapid, now there are more than a thousand people in the temple, the daily meals plus the cost of medicinal herbs, at least a thousand taels of silver flew away. The court has not yet sent relief silver, and I heard that Ms. Tan and Mr. Zhang donated their own salaries and asked the gentry in the city for donations, so that they can barely feed so many patients. We have food is good, and how can we pick so much? Although His Highness the King of Rong’s meal costs only ten taels, it is already enough for a day’s supply of medicinal herbs for more than a dozen families, so that these people suffering from the plague have a chance of survival.”

King Rong was mistakenly stunned, and for a moment he didn’t know what to say.

He was with the talk of female officials to travel out of the capital, for the sake of low-key, with only a dozen or so attendants, dozens of guards just. But never thought that he would be infected with this deadly plague on the way.

Fortunately, the symptoms he suffered from were mild, so he stayed behind with the lady officer, ready to recuperate his body before going back.

He was the first patient to stay at the White Horse Temple, and initially chose this Guanyin Hall only because there was a well near the hall, which made it convenient for him to get up and live.

Later, the number of people entering the temple gradually increased, and the Lohan Buddhist temple next to the Guanyin Hall was gradually populated, and he began to have playmates.

Most of the people in the temple did not know who he was, and they did not stick to protocol, much less fawn over him like palace attendants. He was overwhelmed by the novelty of the situation, and was extremely playful with many of the children.

But he had to watch them get sicker and die one by one.

Eventually, he became a man again.

No one had ever told him that the meal he disliked every day could have saved the lives of a dozen people. If he had eaten more roughly, those people, would they still have been saved?

Looking at King Rong’s guilty look, Wang Qianfeng busily said, “The men and horses accompanying His Highness King Rong this time have all been handed over to Officer Tal, and the fine provisions he brought with him have all been sold to provide relief for the disaster. This is a righteous act for the country and the people, that is, if His Majesty knows, he will also praise His Highness.”

When he said that, he gave another hard glare to Xiang Capsicum, warning her to keep her mouth shut.

Xiang Capsicum nodded slightly, and took advantage of the words to praise King Rong, King Rong finally revealed a smile again, “In that case, in the future, do not cook medicine for this king. Anyway, it’s bitter and hard to drink, this king is so kind, so donate these herbs to the common people!”

Xiang Capsicum covered her head with a headache, regretting taking this job.

So on duty for half a day, the fragrance capsule tired heart tired force, finally know what is called “accompanied by the king as accompanied by a tiger”. Fortunately, the little King Rong used to take a nap in the midday hours, the fragrance capsule is telling stories and singing ballads, finally coaxed this little ancestor to sleep.

Xiang Capsicum walked to the courtyard exhausted, want to take a breath, suddenly saw Zo Niang hurriedly passed by the door, quickly went forward to greet, but Zo Niang as if did not see the general, the pace of the fast pace from the door of the Hall of Goddess of Mercy walked past.

Xiang Capsicum frowned in wonder, looked around and found that Wang Qianfeng had also gone to the inner room to take a nap, anyway, there was no one around, so she boldly lay down on the chaise longue outside the hall, feeling the dappled sunlight sprinkled through the shade of the trees and the clear wind around her, squinting her eyes cozily, and somehow she fell asleep.

Shankar had a rare beautiful dream.

In her dream, she was the princess of a country, with brocade clothes and splendor, and she was surrounded by people in front and behind her. Everyone in the palace treated her with respect, praising her intelligence and beauty. When it was time for lunch, her servants came in, holding delicacies she had never eaten before, and spoke to her fondly:

“Your Highness – you’re so relaxed, aren’t you afraid of His Highness the King of Rong’s chastisement?”

Scent Capsicum woke up with a jolt, and hastily stood up on his hands and knees, urning towards the person in front of him:

“Greetings, Lord Zhang.”