The person in charge of the palace who presided over the marriage did not dare to delay for a moment. The pigeons passed on the book, and another dispatched hurried horses. The Empress Dowager was very grieved on the spot, claiming to be extremely disappointed with Pei Yanzhen. Her Majesty the Emperor was furious, and bluntly said that Pei Yanzhen’s actions were contempt for the imperial power and regarded the majesty of the heavenly family as nothing. It was hopeless. anger. However, Nian had a favor with the royal family on the ancestors of the Pei family, and the favor of the emperor was widely spread. Therefore, he "only" took back the jade pendant to avoid death, cut off Pei Yanzhen's position as governor of Liangjiang, and filled it into the common people. show punishment.
Since Pei Yanzhen was thrown into the prison, I visited the prison once, and I haven't been to the prison again until he was released from prison. Song Xiyuan has not been heard from since that day's wedding ceremony, and has never been in or out of the Shen family's hall again.
Early summer is approaching in the Shenyuan Garden, except for the addition of a new cook in the kitchen and some cicadas emerging from broken pupae lying on the tip of the treetops.
Daddy was busy running silk in the north a few days ago, and his feet didn't touch the ground. Today, he finally took a rest. The whole family accompany the whole family to have dinner in the front hall. The maids brought the dishes and soups one after another, and a dish of braised silver carp fish head was placed in front of Xiaoer, but seeing the tangyuan with her black eyes hanging down, her nose was slightly wrinkled.
Originally, in my opinion, this silver carp is very delicious. The meat is soft and tender and the head is plump. It is stewed with tofu and chicken. However, Xiaoer didn’t like the fishy smell since she was a child, and she refused to eat any fish meat, and she didn’t know who it was. I figured it out later, I’m afraid that it wasn’t because of a bowl of fresh fish soup that the glutinous rice balls were in my belly. Therefore, the natural disposition dislikes this fishy smell, and when I think about it, I can't bear it. On weekdays, when my father was not at home, each courtyard served meals separately. Therefore, I did not force the dumplings to be eaten, and even specifically instructed the kitchen not to cook fish for the courtyard where I lived with the dumplings.
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Daddy is different. He dislikes the baby’s picky eaters and wasteful food. Every time he goes home for a feast, he will urge the children to eat meat and vegetables with various dishes. The palm of the hand is bound to suffer from the bamboo board. Back then, my two brothers and I were beaten.
The cooks in the house all know that the dumplings don’t eat fish, and they pity him for being so tender and weak that he can’t bear punishment. Therefore, whenever Dad has a dinner party at home, he will try not to cook fish if he can, and use some other delicate dishes to resist the past. . After all, Daddy is busy all the year round, and there are not many meals to eat in such a serious manner at home, so so far the dumplings have not been punished by Daddy, and the family does not know that dumplings do not eat fish.
It's just that the family has recently hired a cook. Although he has excellent cooking skills, his attitude is also very gentle. He is not like a common cook who is irritated by the fire. It is easy to handle, but there is only one bad thing about all the good things. Some of them go their own way. Instead of taking my request not to be a fish to heart, I have repeatedly advised me in a calm and gentle manner: "The world's delicacies are as many as the fish are fresh, and the children are still growing. The body, fish is the most nourishing." On weekdays, I insisted on sending some fish to our yard, after all, I can eat it for the dumplings. Today, the whole family gathered together with my father to make fish... The dumplings will definitely not escape punishment.
I was thinking about finding an excuse to have the fish removed, but when I turned my head, I saw Tang Yuan kneeling on the round stool with openwork grape pattern on the tooth plate, supporting the marble countertop with one hand, and holding up the silver spoon unskillfully with the other. Unusually, he poked the silver carp and pulled down a large piece of fish. Although Daddy is open-minded and knowledgeable, he pays attention to the orderliness of the elders and the young. For meals at home, the elders must move the chopsticks first, and then the younger ones can start eating. The soup dumplings made Daddy's brows wrinkle into a big "Chuan" character.
I was about to take the dumplings down, but I didn't care that the dumplings were reserved and sent the chopped silver carp meat into Dad's bowl, and said sweetly, "Grandpa eat it."
For a while, my father's heart blossomed brightly, and the word "chuan" changed to "three", and repeatedly said: "good, really good! Xiao'er is more filial than two uncles." The aunts laughed when they saw that the dumplings were small but so well-behaved. Have fun.
On the other side, the eldest brother Shen Shiji will not compete with a small group like Tangyuan for his father's favor. Wannian has a cold expression on the account book. Except for business matters, he can take care of everything else. Unshakable. My little brother Shen Zai is different. After all, he is still young, only eight years older than Tang Yuan. He is usually very picky. He climbs trees, digs mud, burns qin and cooks cranes. Like me, I don't like Tang Yuan's quiet temperament. Happy glutinous rice balls, and took the quiet and hi-wen temperament of glutinous rice dumplings as a model for Shen Zai, and asked Shen Zaihen to pull the glutinous rice balls into the water together. Now listening to Daddy say this, he pouted his mouth and showed his dissatisfaction on his face.
Tangyuan's dark and moist eyes blinked timidly, reached out and put some fish into the sinking bowl, and said in a soft voice, "Xiao'er is not as good as my uncle." The fish meat was given to the eldest brother Shen Shi, and he said shyly, "The eldest uncle also eats it."
In this way, Kong Rong let the pear share the fish intimately. Not only did Shen Zai feel that he had earned his face back, but even Shen Shi was moved a little, and reached out and patted the dumplings on the head. There are many people in the family, how much meat can a silver carp head have, and it will be allotted by the dumplings in three or two times.
Daddy looked at Huanxiweizu and even forgot that there was no fish in the dumpling bowl.
The auntie didn't lift her head, and replied calmly, "We have recently added a chef to the kitchen."
Daddy pondered for a moment, then commented: "Very good."
The meal passed in less than an hour. After the meal, I took Xiao'er back to the yard, but when I saw the big myna sent by Song Xiyuan standing on the shelf, shaking his head and tail, looking at me, he tried his best to open his mouth. But he still couldn't make a sound, so he continued to walk around in annoyance and melancholy. This bird didn't know what to do. It used to be very noisy, but in recent days, he didn't say a word, and he looked like a poet. of melancholy temperament.
Speaking of this big myn, the family saw that he was smart and clever, and it was not that he had not taught him to read some poems in the spring and white snow, but he would not read a word, only remember some obscene words and songs taught by Song Xiyuan, and he often asked himself. Say something hilarious.
For example, it always likes to ask: "Miaomiao, shall we reunite?"
Then he answered fluently: "Okay."
He asked again, "Miaomiao, how is my Song San?"
Immediately, he learned the female voice without stopping and continued: "Xi Yuan, you are the most suave in the world." At the end, he added a cheerful Jiangnan minor, "The two of us are rowing a boat to pick bayberry, pick bayberry..."
Don't say, this twisted female voice is a bit like learning. It's just that when the mynah was jubilant on the shelf and entertaining himself, it happened that the cook of the stove, Fu Chu, came to the door. It made me a little embarrassed for a while. Fortunately, the cook Fu just glanced at it lightly, didn't say much, and didn't seem to take it to heart. In the future, when cooking for our mother and son, he would not forget to bring this brother myn to feed, and he didn't care about the past. Feed this myn until the fur is shiny and the body is fat.
After settling the glutinous rice balls, I thought about it, and finally made my way across the hanging flower door and went back to the kitchen room of the outer house, but I saw a person sitting among the melons, fruits and vegetables in the kitchen room, and his slender hands were twisted. The clusters of green are looking at him, and the moon and clouds are sparse and sparse between his brows. His posture is reminiscent of a gentleman leaning against a fence in the garden chanting poems in Panzhi. In fact, if he looks closely, the green between his fingers is just a water celery. , It really has nothing to do with those ginkgo willows in the spring and snow.
There were some sporadic meals on the stove on the side, and they remained untouched. The man turned his head and smiled at me, teeth like a shell, "Are you here?"
It is clearly a vulgar and vulgar apron, but it has a dusty charm that no one else can learn from it, and even the rustic green onions with the clumsy winter melon on the ground are elegant and glorious, as if it can be matched with him. The peony and willow banyan under the moonlight of the lotus pond are comparable to each other.
I was stunned for a while, and then I lowered my head and asked him, "Why haven't you eaten yet?"
"It happened that they bought some fresh vegetables just now, so I'll take a look." He didn't take it seriously, and smiled lightly.
I looked at the water celery in his hand and the apron around his waist, thinking of the cinnabar pen that should be held between his fingers and the jade ribbon around his waist, my heart melted, and the tip of my nose became sore again, and I lowered my eyes and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for you."
Hearing this, I saw him put down the water celery, got up and approached me, put his forehead against my hair, and murmured: "What are you talking about, it's too late for me to be happy now, how can I say grievances? The ancients said: Small Yin is hidden in the wild, Zhong Yin is hidden in the city, and the big Yin is hidden in the court. Now I can be regarded as a giant Yin hidden in the kitchen, and I really can be regarded as a hermit outside the Great Wall. Besides, the salary of the food king and the worry of the king should be divided. It’s just—” I heard He dragged a long note and smiled softly in my hair, teasing a bit: "It's just that my loyalty can be seen by the sun and the moon, can you reward me?"