The rebirth system teases the Lord God

Chapter 285 Beauty as Bait (67)

Gu Sheng lowered his head, with a 'red' face, and followed the prince's call: "Hello, uncle, the two of us were just discussing how to eat this roast duck. I hope you, uncle, don't think too much."

Uncle Zhou Huang smiled brightly: "They are all from the past, understand, understand."

As an old fox, that's shrewd and ruthless.

Those who didn't know thought that the old fox thought the two of them were flirting and saying red-faced words just now.

Gu Sheng kept breathing, her face flushed from holding her breath, and her face, which was already downcast, turned inward, and she also tiptoed closer to the prince Zhou Huan.

Crown Prince Zhou Huan looked down at the people next to him, with a loving expression on his lips, and a silent smile: "I made the emperor laugh."

Uncle Zhou Huang laughed along, feeling a little embarrassed to be choked by this mouthful of dog food, but he was still cheeky and refused to move a step.

Gu Sheng thought to himself, if he held his breath again, he might suffocate himself to death.

Covering his face with his sleeve, he half turned around and turned his back to the two of them: "I'll get some condiments."

An awkward and shy trot ran straight towards the back kitchen.

Zhou Xiaoxiao raised her eyelids and caught a glimpse of his back. She glanced around and excused herself to go to the latrine.

With a smile on his face, Uncle Zhou Huang stood in front of Prince Zhou Huan in an amiable and loving manner. In the simple roast duck box in front of them, there were two fat and thin ducks that were roasted bright red, and oil dripped out.

Prince Zhou Huan was still holding an oil brush in his hand, brushing the duck, spreading the oil evenly, and turning the rack holding the duck around, the movements were familiar, as if he had done it countless times, and he knew how to do it himself.

The Grand Administrator of Chang'an City, Zhou Simiao, the Emperor's uncle, coughed lightly, really worried about his life and fortune: "I haven't been to the imperial capital (Luoyang) for many years, and I don't know how the Queen Mother is doing now.

Back then, the emperor's uncle grew up under the empress dowager's lap after all. "

When the empress dowager, she married herself to the first emperor, she was promoted from a talented person to a concubine, and then to the empress who is the mother of the world. She has never had a single heir under her knees.

The late emperor's most favored prince at that time - Zhou Simiao, was the prince raised at the Queen's knees. His biological mother had unfortunately passed away during the harem struggle, and the Queen had taken care of him and raised him when he was still in his infancy.

Today's queen mother is the queen at that time.

Prince Zhou Huan had a faint wry smile on his face: "The queen mother is always in good health, but a few days ago, after hearing that I was assassinated in the Yuanshan faction, I was overly worried and contracted a cold."

In ancient times, the wind and cold can be big or small.

At a young age, a bowl of ginger soup would be enough, but at an older age, it would be a dead end with no fruit.

Uncle Zhou Huang, who is the adopted son of the Empress Dowager, showed an imperceptible chuckle instead of anger on his face: "The Empress Dowager is getting old, and some things should be let go."

Such as imperial power, such as that position.

Prince Zhou Huan lowered his head and smiled, but didn't say much about this matter.

Instead, he turned to the roast duck in front of him. This was the first time he had seen this kind of duck cooked.

When he was in Luoyang, the imperial capital, not to mention the palace, but also in the whole of Luoyang, he had never seen such a tool for roasting duck, which was not fixed with a fork and then roasted on the fire.

Instead, the roast duck is fixed and suspended in a square box. There are special places for placing charcoal fire under the box and on the wall.

The oil brush for brushing the roast duck is the kind that is long enough to spread the oil on the roast duck evenly without being close to the oven.

The crown prince Zhou Huan faced the roast duck with a calm expression, and said a word with emotion in his voice: "The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and the time is quiet. It would be good if life can be lived in such a smooth way all the time."

(End of this chapter)