As soon as winter comes, the weather turns cold.
Ji Jinrong was afraid of the cold, his hands and feet were icy, and he was holding the hand stove in his hands for nothing on weekdays.
In the past three months, the courtiers have gained a new understanding of His Majesty. This His Majesty is naturally pampered, and he wants to eat well and use well. It can't be called luxury, but it is very delicate. Ever since King Zhennan went to the western region, the entire palace was very busy every day, circling around Ji Jinrong.
It's just that Ji Jinrong likes to make troubles so much, but the weather in the court is getting more and more different day by day.
The king of Zhennan was going back to the capital this day, and the courtiers remembered that Ji Jinrong had personally seen him off, and they had the intention of waiting and watching in their hearts.
They all wanted to see what was going on between Xinhuang and Zhennan Wang.
King Zhennan returned with a full load of half of the black cavalry battalion.
He went straight to the palace.
Compared to when he left, the palace was much more heavily guarded. Seeing him, he still stopped the guards guarding the palace gate, and asked Zhennan King to take off his sword and put down his sharp weapon tremblingly.
The king of Zhennan was not angry, but a bit of joy appeared on his face. He quickly cleaned up all the things that might hurt people, and ordered the black riding camp in charge of "delivering food" to cooperate with the inspection obediently, while he rode his horse and went straight to Zhengyang palace.
Ji Jinrong was listening to the Grand Tutor's lecture, when he heard the sound of horseshoes outside the palace, his heart skipped a beat, and he said to the Grand Tutor, "Teacher, let's call it a day."
Taifu's ears were not as sensitive as Ji Jinrong's, so he was a little unhappy. Many of Ji Jinrong's viewpoints made him feel very novel, and he liked them very much. If Ji Jinrong hadn't been today, he would have accepted Ji Jinrong as a closed disciple and taught him all he had learned throughout his life!
Although it's almost there now.
The Taifu's face was gloomy, and he said: "Although your majesty is talented and intelligent, you must not slack off in your studies." He was about to persuade him earnestly, when he suddenly heard a report from the servant, "Your majesty, the king of Zhennan is here to see you!"
Taifu immediately changed his words: "Your Majesty, the old minister will take his leave first."
Ji Jinrong smiled.
Ji Jinrong personally sent the Grand Tutor out, and saw King Zhennan standing outside the hall. Although the western region is not as bitter and cold as the north, it is not a comfortable place, and the face of King Zhennan must have been frosted.
But for men, this bit of wind and frost adds to their mature charm.
Ji Jinrong suddenly couldn't remember what Wei Tingjun looked like.
In his heart, Wei Tingjun was always that half-grown boy.
As Wei Tingjun got older, his body became weaker and weaker. He spent more time in a coma and less time waking up. When he woke up, he could only see Wei Tingjun's back standing outside the hall.
He couldn't remember how tall Wei Tingjun had grown, how many scars Wei Tingjun had on his body, and what Wei Tingjun was hiding in his eyes.
At that time, he dragged a body that was living less and less every day. I don't even dare to think about whether I can survive until the next day, how dare I think about anything else.
Ji Jinrong smiled slightly at Zhennan Wang: "I'm back."
Looking at the smile on Ji Jinrong's face, King Zhennan felt his heart go numb, as if he had been hit by something.
He thought that when he came back, what he would show himself would be a sharp sword.
King Zhennan knelt on one knee and bowed to Ji Jinrong in the north wind: "Yes, Your Majesty, I'm back."
Ji Jinrong walked down the stone steps and helped King Zhennan up.
Sensing that Ji Jinrong's palm was slightly cold, King Zhennan couldn't help covering it with his hand.
Ji Jinrong didn't struggle, but generously used Zhennan Wang's palm to warm the stove.
The two walked into the study, the charcoal fire was already burning red, and He Tai was adding and subtracting coal to ensure that the room was not too cold or too hot. Hearing them coming in, He Tai stepped back obediently to make tea for them.
Ji Jinrong said, "Tea, not bad."
The tea was brought back from the south by King Zhennan. The tea at that time was not the best, but it was better than what Ji Jinrong used to drink.
The main reason is that after being scalded with water, the brown color turned out to be translucent red, and when it was served in a small snow-white cup, it looked extraordinarily beautiful. No ginger or salt or pepper is added, and you will feel warm in your stomach after drinking it.
Ji Jinrong drank a cup, felt his body warm up, immediately smiled and frowned, and said to King Zhennan, "I like it very much."
King Zhennan said: "As long as you like it." He laughed, "The people in the ports in the south are the best at management. If His Majesty likes them, they will definitely sell them in a short time. Around the time of Qingming, I asked them to sell them. The new tea is brought here. That tea should be drunk like this too, without salt, pepper or ginger, the green tea is green and lovely, and the tea is fragrant, His Majesty will definitely like it."
Ji Jinrong said: "This - you didn't know it before."
King Zhennan said: "I can only be superficial. People who are really fastidious even have to think carefully about what kind of water to make and what cup to use." He stared at Ji Jinrong. I only started to pay attention when I saw His Majesty. Unfortunately, the time was short, and I couldn’t understand all those things. And at that time, it was already at the end of its strength, and many things had been lost.”
If others listened to it, they would definitely not understand what King Zhennan was talking about, but Ji Jinrong knew it clearly in his heart. Everything in Zhennan Wanghui does not belong to this world similar to Dazhou, but belongs to the world that Zhennan Wang "destroyed" before.
It's not so much that he is a "rebellious minister and thief", but if these worlds happen to need such a person to appear. Regardless of the inheritance of blood and the inheritance of the country, it is not a bad thing to change the dynasty, at least it is a good thing for the people.
This is what Ji Jinrong realized on the sick bed.
At that time, he also thought about picking an outstanding royal child from the clan to be the crown prince, but looking at the figure standing outside the palace, Ji Jinrong suddenly had such an idea.
Why leave Wei Tingjun, who is capable and influential, and choose a son of the clan who doesn't know his character and ability? Just because they have royal blood on them
But the former emperor also shed the blood of the royal family, it's not the same, almost ruined the country!
So what is the last name and what kind of blood is shed, is it important? Obviously there is Wei Tingjun, a ready-made candidate who has the talent for governing the country and has a heart for the people, so why not let Wei Tingjun be the emperor
At that time, the more Ji Jinrong thought about it, the more he felt that this was very satisfactory.
When Wei Tingjun became the emperor, he could marry his sweetheart, and the two of them would live happily ever after.
And the Great Zhou will be passed on to the next generation in Wei Tingjun's hands. No matter whether he chooses the clan's children or capable people in the future, the Great Zhou is still the Great Zhou, and Wei Tingjun will never let it die.
It's just that at that time, he didn't really think about who Wei Tingjun's "sweetheart" was.
It never occurred to him that Wei Tingjun would "slaughter the world" after his death in exchange for his chance of survival.
Ji Jinrong withdrew his thoughts, looked at King Zhennan with bright eyes and said, "You said in your letter, come back and eat hot pot."
King Zhennan said: "People are already preparing. They should have been checked by the guards." He stood up and turned to the dining place with Ji Jinrong.
The "hot pot" uses a newly fired copper "pot". There is a furnace under the pot. Carbon is burning in the furnace. The water in the pot has boiled and is bubbling. The heat rises.
The ingredients are what Ji Jinrong has been looking forward to for a long time: various parts of the cow! Most of the beef has been sliced thinly, evenly fat and thin, and looks cooked when it is hot. The beef tenderloin is specially selected, because the meat is tender, so the meat color is light red, with an attractive luster.
Ji Jinrong also saw something yellow and round, which looked like grease. He was a little surprised: "What is this?"
Zhennan Wang said: "This is called beef heart oil." He poured out half of it, put it into the soup in front of him and boiled it, and after a while he scooped up the cooked beef heart oil. After passing through such a soup of water, the yellow fat turned into snow-white, exuding an unspeakable aroma.
King Zhennan said, "Do you want to have a taste first, Your Majesty?"
Without even thinking about it, Ji Jinrong said, "Yes!" He took a piece and put it in his mouth, only to feel that it was crispy and crunchy. After tasting it carefully, the whole body seems to be wrapped in something, and it feels warm and harmonious. Incredibly delicious!
Ji Jinrong's eyes were brighter than before.
King Zhennan saw Ji Jinrong's liking, and couldn't help being happy. He put the rest into Ji Jinrong's bowl, and then poured most of the uncooked half in front of him. When Ji Jinrong finished eating, more than half of it was cooked.
Under Ji Jinrong's expectant gaze, King Zhennan poured it all into his bowl, and said, "This thing is a membrane wrapped around the heart of a cow, and it's full of fat. Eating too much is bad for your health. Your Majesty still wants to eat it." Eat something else."
Ji Jinrong: "..."
Ji Jinrong turned his grief and indignation into appetite, and ate the sliced beef tenderloin.
Zhennan Wang got some bamboo fungus and green vegetables, boiled them on a small plate, and pushed them in front of Ji Jinrong: "It's not bad, it's not easy to grow them in winter." He looked at Ji Jinrong with a bitter face, Ruthlessly broke Ji Jinrong's fantasy of avoiding vegetarian food, "Your Majesty, you have to eat them."
Ji Jinrong: "..."
This guy hasn't changed at all!
Ji Jinrong is in good health now, and he hates the vegetarian dishes that he had to endure before, and he hardly touches them. Under the gaze of King Zhennan, Ji Jinrong picked up a piece of bamboo fungus and put it into his mouth.
This thing looks pretty, like a half-opened white umbrella. One bite, the taste is smooth, the juice is sweet and delicious.
Ji Jinrong said happily: "I didn't expect it to be quite delicious!"
Zhennan Wang said: "If this is the case, it doesn't matter if your Majesty eats more."
Of course Ji Jinrong would not be polite to King Zhennan.
Ji Jinrong already felt full just by tasting all kinds of fresh ingredients. He looked at the remaining ingredients with regret and said, "I can't eat any more."
King Zhennan was very satisfied with Ji Jinrong's self-awareness.
Without hesitation, he moved all the remaining ingredients in front of him, and made them round by himself, which made Ji Jinrong dumbfounded. The king of Zhennan said: "The minister is physically exhausted and eats more than others. If your majesty can't eat anymore, you can drink some tea slowly."
Ji Jinrong picked up the tea brought by He Tai and sipped it one by one, looking at the King Zhennan who was eating so much out of the corner of his eye.
If he had looked at Wei Tingjun seriously, he should be able to see that these two faces were somewhat similar.
It's as if the eyebrows and eyes of his current face are very similar to him.
It's just that he has never looked at Wei Tingjun or King Zhennan, so he didn't recognize him. If King Zhennan hadn't taken the initiative to expose him, he might still be thinking about where that "powerful existence" is.
On the contrary, King Zhennan recognized him the first time he saw him.
Ji Jinrong finished his cup of tea.
Zhennan Wang also put down his chopsticks.
Ji Jinrong said, "Go for a walk."
Outside the hall, the night has fallen at some unknown time.
A crescent moon hangs in the sky, emitting a faint radiance.
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