The whole group of King Yun's Mansion settled down in this way, and the spacious courtyard was clean and tidy, and they could almost move in with their bags. All day long, Yin Minglu only needs to mix food and drink.
On this day, the lunch session he was most looking forward to came again. The palace servant who came to deliver the meal at the imperial pantry beckoned a little hand, and the other party immediately opened the food box and placed the same exquisite and rich dishes.
Seven or eight main dishes, three or four small dishes, plus two servings of stewed soup, were placed on the table dazzlingly. Yin Minglu himself had eaten Qingshui white tofu for three years, and his eyes lit up immediately. Thinking that I haven't eaten meat for a long time, I will be watched when I enter the palace, and it is true to hug the emperor's thigh tightly.
Seeing that the master was happy, Xiaoman and these Yunfu attendants took a purse and handed it over as a thank you.
The palace servant took it with both hands, and after pinching the thickness without a trace, he smiled and thanked him, but he secretly scolded that Prince Yun was too stingy. It was unprecedented to reward a servant with only three or four copper plates. Hearing that, he somehow won the favor of His Majesty.
I don't know what the palace servants thought, otherwise Yin Minglu would probably take out his own backhand and sell it pitifully: "Look at my purse, it's shriveled and poor." Reaching out and shaking, I still can't drop three or four copper plates.
After lunch, Xiaoman wanted to wait for Yin Minglu to change clothes and rest. He knew that the little master was young and lacked energy. After eating and drinking, he would be sleepy and want to take a nap for a while. At that time, he will fan the master next to him to create some natural wind, so that the master can sleep more comfortably.
As for the fan flapping, he also fell asleep, which was a common occurrence, but the master never punished him, and the two masters and servants had a very deep relationship. In addition, living in the palace now, the clothing, food, housing and transportation are more beautiful than in Yunfu, there are no restrictions, the work is easy, and Emperor Jing did not restrain them, they can go out of the palace freely, this is like a fairy-like day, let them Xiaoman has been enjoying Taotao for several days, and can't wait to take root here with his master from now on.
It was the same today, Yin Minglu yawned a little after a fragrant burp, as if he was already sleepy, but he raised his small hand slightly, preventing Xiaoman from undressing him, saying: "Don't rush, let's go. See Your Majesty, say hello and go back to sleep."
Even just to say good afternoon.
Don't forget to dig wells when drinking water. They have had a good time, and naturally they have to be grateful (flattering) from time to time.
Under the scorching sun, the two masters and servants walked for a while, and after waiting in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, they were summoned by Emperor Jing.
As soon as he entered and saw the vegetable mat placed in the warm pavilion, the little guy realized something was wrong. Why has it been so long that Emperor Jing hasn't started eating yet
The dining table is full of exquisite dishes, all spread out, placed in gold and silver plates or white porcelain bowls, looking very attractive. Originally they thought that their food was already top-notch, but compared with the emperor's food, there was still a gap, one in the sky and one in the ground, let alone all kinds of snacks, porridge and fruits beside them, could it be the folks? I can't wait to be reborn in the emperor's house, so that I can enjoy such dragon liver, phoenix marrow and delicacies every day.
Apparently it took some time, but Emperor Jing was tasteless and didn't touch the chopsticks at all. The problem is that he doesn't eat it himself, but the palace people who are serving are still there, and there are some people in the pantry waiting to listen to the reward, all waiting for the emperor to move a chopstick.
Originally, Emperor Jing Xie Yan was still wondering about Yin Minglu's intentions, and the dark phoenix eyes asked a little, and then he got the answer in the little boy's flattering voice.
As a courtesy, he put down the memorial in his hand and looked at His Highness's villain, "How are you doing, Ming Lu?"
Immediately he realized that he seemed to be asking nonsense. Because Yin Minglu, Prince Yun's heir, was ten years old this year, and after staying in the palace for a few days, his thin face was visibly rounded to the naked eye.
"Brother Huang, why don't you have a meal, don't you have any appetite? You usually have a lot of time and your health is important, but you must not treat your stomach badly!" The little boy asked with concern, after all, if you don't eat these dishes, you will be wasting them. !
Hearing the meal, Xie Yan's originally pouting smile faded a bit. It's not been a day or two that he has no appetite. Facing the table full of court dishes, he just feels bored and crooked, but when he is condescending, seeing the look in Yun Shizi's eyes, there is no reason to be amused.
After the young man finished speaking, he thought his eyes were very hidden, but he glanced at the dining table a few times. One couldn't hold back, and almost drooled down three thousand feet, his big eyes showing some longing.
Let him, who had no appetite, instantly have desire.
The eunuch chief Wang Gonggong did not pay attention to the expression of the emperor, he only thought: Yun Wang Shizijing said some nonsense, these kind words, they usually serve by the emperor's side, who has not persuaded them? But His Majesty just has no appetite, what can they do! It is estimated that after half an hour, the table will be removed intact.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Jing suddenly said uncharacteristically: "Come here, serve me a meal."
? ? So caught off guard, the prince took a long time to regain his senses, and then hurriedly called His Highness, who had been waiting for a long time, to come in to wash His Majesty's handkerchiefs and wash his hands and serve the meal. After waiting for a series of things to be in order, the prince still didn't understand why His Majesty suddenly wanted to use chopsticks. He could only attribute the credit to Prince Yun, thinking that this little prince is incredible. He knew how to flatter at such a young age. Going up, it must be because the other party is young, and there is a natural advantage in flattering.
When the emperor wanted to eat, everyone in the whole room had to immediately surround him, including Yin Minglu.
Emperor Jing moved his chopsticks intentionally, and when he saw the little man with a pestle at the table, he asked politely, "Have you eaten before Minglu came?"
The villain's face was full of greed, as if as long as he allowed him to sit at the table with the other party, the other party could swallow the whole table in one go, but faced the emperor's questioning, he nodded with difficulty. In fact, he was not hungry, but he was still a little greedy when he saw this large table of court food and smelled the fragrance of the food floating in the air.
Emperor Jing coughed a few times and pretended to be regretful: "That's really a coincidence, I can't keep you for dinner."
The little guy shook his head with difficulty, as if he really had no regrets, but where his chopsticks stayed, Prince Yun's eyes followed, and his chopsticks dipped on the cold dish on the left, and Prince Yun's His eyes followed him unconsciously, which made Xie Yan secretly laugh in his heart, feeling that it was good to tease a child.
He winked at the people around him. As an old man who served the emperor, the prince could best guess the emperor's heart. After receiving the look, he immediately understood and began to sing: "Your Majesty, this crispy duck is the cook of the imperial kitchen. Marinated with ancestral recipes, the crispy and tender taste is a must in Kyoto.”
The crispy duck, crispy, and fragrant, as if not tempted, the little boy stared at the duck with a bright red skin, with a serious face, but when no one noticed, a suspicious light flashed at the corner of his mouth.
The emperor nodded, and chopsticks spontaneously moved to the next dish.
The prince said fairly: "Your Majesty is really discerning. This golden dish is called fried bergamot. The material is selected very carefully. It is made from fat and strong boars raised on Xiaoshan Mountain. Yes, try it, isn't it fragrant on the outside and tender on the inside, with a very chewy texture?"
The emperor tasted it briefly and commented: "That's really the case."
"Try this eggplant again. Although it's a vegetarian dish, the pantry manager simmered 30 pieces of chicken soup by himself. It must be so delicious that you don't know whether it's the chicken soup or the eggplant."
Hearing this, the little boy's face was completely collapsed, and he began to lower his head and play with the corners of his clothes. I regret that I have nothing to do with the emperor's meal time.
But looking at his face, Xie Yan said that he really had a bit of a meal. He usually eats very little, but today his appetite suddenly increased. He ate two big bowls, and even rewarded everyone in the imperial kitchen, making the people around him People are flattered.
The prince looked in his eyes, and specially instructed the people who were waiting by his side to call more Prince Yun to come and observe at lunchtime in the future.
On the other side of the poetry banquet, after a young girl with a beautiful bun and a bright and moving appearance appeared on the stage, everyone's eyes couldn't help attracting her. They were impressed by the other party's excellent appearance and demeanor. They thought: Miss Qin is really beautiful. , Close the moon and shame flowers.
Miss Qin became the focus of the audience.
Seeing this, Qin Manman's eyebrows seemed to be frowning, and she casually threw a sentence at the scenery outside the window: "Alas, the streamer is easy to throw people, the cherry is red and the plantain is green."
Immediately, everyone's attention was diverted again. After carefully chewing on the words, those talented scholars were so excited that they left the beautiful Miss Qin behind and surrounded the talented Second Miss Qin again.
After all, beautiful skins can be found everywhere, but talented souls are unique.
Among these people, Mr. Li, the son of Shangshu, has the most complicated and tangled senses. It is true that he and Miss Qin grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Although he has good looks, but emotionally, he is gradually attracted by Miss Qin's younger sister.
In particular, the other party sent him a letter in private, saying: "The sea of humanity is as deep as lovesickness. There is still a limit to the sea, but lovesickness is boundless." He immediately fell into a trance, thinking of Second Miss Qin often watched his resentful eyes quietly in the corridor. The other party's appearance might not be as beautiful as her own sister's, but she was also delicate and smart, very lovable.
That night, he stood in front of the banana tree, pondered for a long time, and began to think about how to reject the marriage to his parents. It's his fault to fail Miss Qin, but in his life, he should have the courage to pursue the woman he wants and loves.
Beside Ms. Qin Er, he could feel that kind of emotional fit, as if their souls collided together, the eyes of the other party staring at him were full of admiration, they had common interests and hobbies, they could chew words, play the piano and sing together Qu, watching flowers and birds.
Everyone surrounded the girl, including Miss Qin's fiance. In front of the girls, all the boudoir girls who couldn't make poems seem to have become vulgar and clumsy, with only beauty and no aura.
The maid looked at the silent eldest lady and secretly felt sorry for her. The second young lady knows that Mr. Li is her sister's sweetheart, but she still flirts with him vigorously. Isn't this intentional? Knowing that he will enter the palace to participate in the general election next year, he is still so undignified! She doesn't have half the restraint of a woman.
"Sister, is she trying to force me into the palace?"
If the Li family really withdraws from the marriage, then she really only has the option of entering the palace to participate in the general election. Thinking of her sister's changed temperament after she fell into the water, Qin Shanshan sighed, twisted the handkerchief with her thin white hand, and her eyes showed a bit of melancholy. To make matters worse, the younger sister seemed to think that she pushed the opponent into the water, and after waking up, she has been quite targeted at her.
She didn't know yet that her own younger sister really wanted to force her into the palace, and it wasn't even enough to let this older sister see with her own eyes how she was so beautiful and beloved in the palace.