I became a tyrant's rainbow fart [Transmigration Book]

When Song Pu heard Tantai Yi's words, he paused and realized, "Then have dinner first?"

Tan Taiyi raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at him, "Didn't Song Qing say that he wanted to cook?"

Song Pu picked his fingers, and said shyly: "If your majesty is hungry now, I don't have time to make it, how about tomorrow? I make it at home and bring it to the palace for your majesty to taste?"

After Tantai Yi heard this, he glanced at him calmly, and said lightly: "That's fine."

Seeing that he hadn't moved his position for a long time, Song Pu couldn't help but doubt, "Your Majesty? What does this memorial say?"

Song Pu's move was really presumptuous. Although he had the idea of ​​a monarch and his ministers, at this moment, because the distance between the two of them was getting closer and Tantai Yi's mood was coaxed by him, he also became relaxed.

Tantaiyi wanted to reprimand him, but swallowed the words again, and replied casually: "The note Li Shangshu handed over, he had a big holiday with Prince Gong's mansion, and he talked with him every now and then. Being able to stand up for him. He is quite tactful, but he is really stupid at this moment, Prince Gong is an orphan brother after all, teaching his brother a lesson for him is a slap in the face of the royal family."

Song Pu asked in confusion: "What's the festival between Li Shangshu and Prince Gong's House? How come I haven't heard of it?"

Tan Taiyi glanced at him, "Song Qing doesn't hear anything outside the window, so naturally she doesn't know."

Song Pu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said very moved: "Your Majesty still knows about my situation, I am flattered."

Tantaiyi snorted, and said coolly: "If I want to find a playmate, I must find someone who is simpler, if everyone is as smart as Shen Yonghe..."

When he mentioned Shen Yonghe, he paused for a moment, and did not continue.

Hearing this name, Song Pu carefully glanced at Tantai Yi's face, but did not dare to speak.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense for a while, when Cao Xi knocked on the door, "Your Majesty, dinner is ready, do you want to eat?"

After hearing this, Tan Taiyi put down the memorial in his hand logically, and said to Song Pu: "Song Qing, let's have dinner with Gu."

Song Pu was a little hesitant, but Tantai Yi didn't ask for his opinion, but an order. He got up, looked down at Song Pu with light golden eyes, and his voice was soft and gorgeous, "Guhe If Song Qing eats together, his appetite will improve, and Song Qing's contribution is indisputable."

Song Pudao: "It is my honor to be able to share your worries for His Majesty!"

Tan Taiyi listened, the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a satisfied smile, "So, I will accept Song Qing, and Song Qing can enjoy lunch and dinner in the palace in the future."

Song Pu: "..."

Tan Taiyi said: "Why doesn't Song Qing speak? But she doesn't want to?"

Song Pu hurriedly said: "No! Since I can whet Your Majesty's appetite, it can be considered useful to His Majesty, but His Majesty's favor is so great that I am really flattered, so I will inevitably lose my temper. Please forgive me!"

Tan Taiyi's tone was much more relaxed, "I don't blame Song Qing."

Tantai Yi drinks a lot, and has the habit of drinking while eating. Song Pu is afraid of getting drunk, but fortunately, Tantai Yi doesn't try to persuade him to drink, so he won't be rude if he drinks a little.

Tantaiyi took a sip of the wine, his eyes seemed to be stained with wine, with a bit of scorching darkness, he looked straight at Song Pu, with a faint smile on his lips, as if there was something that could Things that make him happy are average.

Song Pu noticed the look in his eyes, and felt a little restless, but there was still a cute smile on his face, and he said cautiously: "Why does your majesty keep looking at the minister, but what is there on the minister's face?"

Tantai Yi said: "It's nothing."

It was the first time in his life that he was able to ask Song Pu to have dinner together, and it was on his whim before, and now... it's not polite, he doesn't know how to say polite words, this Song Qing is not as special as the aristocratic family Abide by etiquette, every move seems to be carefully calculated, although he is very gentle when eating, although he still reveals a bit of casualness, even his expression is enjoying, as if he is eating some peerless delicacy, even the corners of his eyes are slightly squinted, Leaves a faint shadow under the eyes.

Tantaiyi's eyes suddenly fell on Song Puna's finger bones, which were protruding from holding the silver chopsticks, were white, but the surrounding skin was still red, and the faint red was clearly in the shape of finger prints. His eyes His eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Does Song Qing's hand still hurt?"

Song Pu and Tantai Yi ate at the same table. Tantai Yi didn't move his chopsticks, so he didn't dare to move them. He could only pick up the dishes in front of him when Tantai Yi wasn't paying attention. He felt uncomfortable eating and listened to his questions. , He swallowed what was in his mouth, choked a little, beat his chest, took another sip of sake, and managed not to lose his composure in front of Tantai Yi, "Return to Your Majesty, I'm much better, my hands don't hurt anymore!"

Tantai Yi was thoughtful and did not speak.

After dinner, when Song Pu was about to go home, Cao Xi caught up again, "Master Song, please stay!"

Song Pu was really afraid of Tantai Yi, afraid that he would change his mind and let him stay overnight, so when he heard Cao Xi's voice, he was startled and almost couldn't control the expression on his face.

Cao Xi felt so much empathy for Song Pu's panicked expression, and vaguely felt that the other party didn't love Tantai Yi as much as he appeared on the surface, so he felt like a fellow traveler, and his attitude towards Song Pu was very gentle, almost flattering, " Lord Song, don't panic, His Majesty sent this old servant here to give you a pair of gold jade ointment, this gold jade ointment promotes blood circulation, removes blood stasis and relieves pain, it has a wide range of uses, Lord Song can use it."

He lifted the red cloth covering the tray, and there was a small round pot on it, the weight didn't look big, just the size of a palm, Song Pu was really flattered, "Your Majesty gave it to me?!"

Cao Xi said with a smile: "Exactly, I was shocked when I heard His Majesty's order. Lord Song doesn't know that His Majesty is not so caring even for the Empress Dowager. If Lord Song has won His Majesty's heart, I'm afraid he will be favored in the future."

Song Pu was in a very strange mood, and he was really flattered. Before, the cat was ignored, but now with the glass stone, this gold and jade ointment, the Emperor Dog gave him a lot of things.

Cao Xi said: "Lord Song take it well, His Majesty also ordered the servant to remind Master Song to remember the snacks for tomorrow, don't forget."

Song Pu took the golden jade ointment, put it in his sleeve to hold it, and said to Cao Xi: "Eunuch Cao, please tell your majesty for me, please rest assured, he will be able to eat snacks tomorrow."

He hesitated again, then lowered his voice and said, "Cao Eunuch, can you remind Your Majesty to review the memorial?"

Cao Xi's expression changed immediately, and he said fearfully, "...Your Majesty doesn't like to hear these words, if Ruo Nu reminds you, I'm afraid you'll lose your head."

Seeing his complexion, Song Pu also noticed the unhealed wound on his forehead, and understood most of it, "I was negligent, Eunuch Cao, please don't blame me."

Cao Xi held back for a while, as if he wanted to say something, but he was concerned about the people around him, and closed his mouth again, only saying: "It's getting late now, Mr. Song, go back quickly."

Song Pu responded, took advantage of the night to get into his carriage, and went home.

The next day, Song Pu didn't even need Qingmei to wake him up, so he got dressed an hour earlier.

He hugged Tofu - he didn't like the name Liuli very much, so he still called the cat nicknamed Tofu at home.The purple colored glazed stone was strung next to the nameplate, making the tofu even more beautiful.

Tofu is indeed sticky, and he is very close to Song Pu. When Song Pu hugs it, it will meow like a baby, which makes Song Pu feel very happy.

He played with tofu for a while, then went to his small kitchen.

His mother was considerate of him, and specially built a small kitchen in his yard, with two cooks, one to prepare meals for him, and the other to make pastries for him.

The dim sum chef is good at craftsmanship, so I came here to help him. Because Song Pu is young and has a rare gentle and down-to-earth temper, the dim sum chef is not so respectful when talking to him, "Young master, how do you make that wind cake? Look May I help you?"

Song Pu said seriously, "Have all the materials been prepared?"

Master Liao said: "It's ready, let's take a look, what else is missing?"

Song Pu glanced at it and knew that everything was complete.

Chiffon cake is the kind of cake that is relatively easy to use. It can be made in ancient times, and the materials are not used much. He can also make it with a rice cooker in the university dormitory.

As soon as he came back, he invited craftsmen from outside to build a bread kiln.Bread kilns are very popular abroad. When he was in his hometown in the countryside, he was bored and worked with his father, so he still remembered the principles and steps.But the craftsman was confused about this, and he took the time to draw the blueprints, and then communicated with them, and it took three hours to complete the work.

After finishing the work, he tried to see if he could make bread, so he was willing to let them go.

It's just that he didn't sleep much this night, he only slept for three hours, and now he kept yawning, and faint dark circles appeared under his eyes.

Song Pu refused Master Liao's help and started to do it himself.

Qingmei also got up early and came to the kitchen to join in the fun.

Although Song Pu was young, he was also a scholar and never entered the kitchen. This time I heard that he was going to make snacks for His Majesty, and he spent a lot of time to invite craftsmen to come over to make things. Mother Song Lingyun came over to ask, Song Pu dismissed them one by one without saying anything.

Now that he started to do it, everyone in the kitchen watched him nervously, waiting for him to fail, and hurried over to take over.

But unexpectedly, Song Pu moved very skillfully, as if he had done it countless times, and he didn't call them for help, making them useless.

Fortunately, Song Pu was born in the Duke's Mansion with a rich background, and the materials he wanted, such as white sugar and milk, were readily available, which made his process much easier.

The cake is not very difficult, the difficult thing is to bake it in a bread kiln, if the heat is not enough, it will be ruined.

Although the dog emperor should not punish him for not being able to eat snacks, but yesterday he gave him gold and jade ointment, Song Pu still hid some thoughts of wanting to surprise and delight him, so he spent twelve cents of his energy.

When the finished product came out, Song Pu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the color was very beautiful. He also made a small amount of butter. Because the amount was not large, he put it aside alone so that the dog emperor could taste something new.

He grasped the timing just right, and when the finished product came out of the kiln, he asked someone to prepare a food box and put it away, and entered the palace with Song Guogong.

When Song Pu saw Tantai Yi, he couldn't hold back for a while, and asked: "I have made some snacks, I wonder if Your Majesty..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the eyes he glanced at Tantai Yi were full of hints.

It was agreed at the beginning that he made snacks for him only after he reviewed the memorials.

However, Tan Taiyi said nonchalantly: "Since Song Qing has made some snacks, hurry up and send them up for Gu to taste."

Never mention memorials.

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Agou: Can a lonely pigeon be called a pigeon?Um?

Apu brand rainbow fart: called the emperor's grace, sympathetic to his subjects, combining work and rest and knowing how to enjoy (bushi)