I sell hot pot in Dasong [farming]

Si Nan came out of the palace with his head drooping.

Tang Xuan pinched his tender face, "You don't feel embarrassed when you are scolded by others, why are you listless now?"

Si Nan sighed: "Can it be the same? What do Master Xing and Master Guo have to do with me? I don't care. If they scold me, I'll just go back—it's the government now!"

Tang Xuan grabbed his shoulders, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Si Nan knocked his hand off, "It's because of you that it's hard for me to strike."

He cared about the officials, not because he was a big official, but because he was Tang Xuan's adoptive father, those harmful tricks used on outsiders could never be used on officials.

"If you can't do it, let me do it."

If you say let the cat go, let the cat go, and if you say add salt to the dishes, just add salt, without ambiguity.

Tang Xuan smiled and hugged his shoulder persistently.

The corners of Sinan's mouth curled up, and he pinched him domineeringly, "The three chapters of the contract don't work anymore, do they? Do you want to change the punishment method?"

"for example?"

"For example, no meeting for three days."

Tang Xuan raised his eyebrows, "You don't want me?"

Si Nan said stiffly, "If you think about it, you have to pretend you don't want to."

Tang Xuan smiled and hugged him even tighter.

Si Nan couldn't help but let him go, "Tell me, did the officials see it?"

Tang Xuan nodded.

He never thought of hiding it, especially from officials.

Si Nan had a bitter face, would the officials take advantage of the issue and deliberately say that the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was not well organized, and send Tang Xuan to the northwest?

Long distance relationship, no result!

What's more, this is still the ancient times when "vehicles and horses and mail are slow"!

Wende Hall.

Zhao Zhen also sighed: "Tell me, good children, why did they get together?"

Bao Zheng didn't care too much, "I admire Ai when I am young, it will be better when I grow up."

Zhao Zhen continued to sigh: "It's true, those two boys have feelings for each other, mostly because they are too good-looking to look down on others. I also experienced this trouble back then!"

Bao Zheng was startled, "Do you mean too good-looking, or do you like men?"

Zhao Zhen threw a booklet over, "Of course it's so pretty!"

Bao Zheng dodged it, always feeling that the latter is more believable.

It was rare for him to express his love for Si Nan and Tang Xuan: "In my view, King Yan is so open-minded, it doesn't seem like he really has any thoughts, maybe it's just a congenial temperament, and he is a little closer than others."

Zhao Zhen said: "I know, otherwise he would have been thrown to the northwest."

Bao Zheng paused, and said: "I am very pleased that you did not deal with Sijia Xiaolang."

Zhao Zhen snorted: "I really want to! Look at Xuan'er's willingness to protect his weaknesses, if I touch Si Xiaowa even a hair, he will definitely sever the father-son relationship with me!"

Bao Zheng nodded frankly, "I think so too."

Zhao Zhen: ...

"Can't you say a few nice words to comfort me?"

"Since ancient times, 'good medicine tastes bitter, and loyal words hurt ears', if the minister will only coax the officials to be happy all day long, that is the misfortune of the officials. I think——"

"Stop." Zhao Zhen blocked his mouth with bread.

The gift from the official family is irresistible.

Bao Zheng took a bite faithfully, huh?Sweet!

gnaw gnaw.

Zhao Zhen looked disgusted.

Disgusted and sad at the same time, "Old Bao, why didn't you prevent me from transferring Xuan'er to the northwest this time? Do you also think that I fear him and don't want him to get the military power?"

"Of course not." Bao Zheng covered his mouth with his sleeve and quickly finished the bread, "I just feel that you are reluctant."

Zhao Zhen patted the table, "This time, I must be willing!"

***

Si Nan sat up abruptly.

He had a dream, dreaming that the government really threw Tang Xuan to the northwest, and gave him a marriage with the county magistrate Yong'an. He watched the couple wearing red wedding dresses and smiled mockingly at him. .

Si Nan was so angry that he held up a 40-meter sword and chased after him. He accidentally ran too fast and fell off the cliff...

The cubs on the belly were bounced up by him, and Gu Lulu rolled under the bed.

The little guy has a head of shaggy hair, and the whole cub is shaggy.

The sky is still dark, and the powerful Twolegs came to throw the cubs?

Si Nan picked it up and stroked the hair thoughtfully.

No, you can't admit defeat!

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet must be held beautifully, so that the officials can't find any faults!

Si Nanjue didn't sleep anymore and got up to work.

He wanted to go through the process himself, taking into account any possible mistakes and omissions, so as to ensure that there was nothing wrong with the banquet.

Sinan's plan is better than the word "odd".

The banquet he prepared should not only be fragrant and delicious, but also colorful and beautiful, which just matched with the magnificent singing and dancing and the large palace lantern array at the banquet, achieving a magnificent effect.

Si Nan lit two small wind lamps, leaned in front of the stove, filtered juice, kneaded dough, carved platters, and adjusted salt and water.

The children got up one after another, sensible enough not to disturb him, and after washing up lightly, they played military boxing under the leadership of Dongzao.

——When the locust tree was not around, Dongzao was recognized as the "teacher" by the children.

It started to rain.

The rain is thick and dense, wrapped in the damp and cold of autumn.

Tang Xuan came in the rain and knocked on the wooden door of the Si family.

The cub ran to open the door, forgetting to take the umbrella.

Tang Xuan lifted his cloak and hugged the little guy to his chest.

Si Nan glared at him, "Aren't you going to get married, what else are you here for?"

Tang Xuan sullenly, unusually silent.

The cub saw something wrong, slipped off him, and ran back into the house with his neck curled up, leaving room for them.

The patter of rain made the hut even more quiet.

Si Nan blinked, "Don't tell me, you're really going to the northwest..."

Tang Xuan shook his head, "The Guangji River overflowed, and the original Wuxian River broke its embankment. The Zhezi who reported the disaster entered Beijing overnight, and tens of thousands of people were displaced."

When Si Nan heard this, he also fell silent.

In the face of catastrophe, their little love is really nothing.

He asked, "What do you want to do?"

Tang Xuandao: "I'm going to provide disaster relief."

The officials stayed up all night last night, and several humerus ministers entered the palace late at night to discuss until dawn.

As the only county king with a different surname in the Song Dynasty, Tang Xuan had been favored by the officials since he was a child, and led the country's food town. It was impossible to stand by and watch at this time.

In the past, he would not have any hesitation.

Now, there are people who can't let go.

Tang Xuan looked down at Si Nan, if he said no, he might lose his nerve.

But Si Nan said: "You go, don't worry at home, I will take care of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, so you can do what a county king should do."

Tang Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he hugged him into his arms with great care.

"Sorry..." His voice was hoarse.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, do you really think I'm a soft and weak little man?" Sinan felt uncomfortable, but acted arrogantly.

"I don't ask for anything else, I just hope that you will take good care of yourself, don't get sick, don't get hurt, and send a message to your family when you have time, don't worry me, otherwise..."

Sinan's throat choked slightly: "Otherwise you will be fined to do a thousand push-ups when you come back."

Tang Xuan nodded seriously, "1 is fine."

Sinan forced a smile on his face, "Aren't you afraid of making you useless?"

"It's far away." Tang Xuan caressed his delicate cheeks, reluctant to say goodbye no matter what.

Si Nan hooked his neck, "A kiss?"

Tang Xuan didn't answer, and kissed directly.

It was a very gentle kiss, not as eager and domineering as before. It was rare for Sinan to be obedient and not compete with him for the initiative, just snuggling into his arms like that, with soft mouth and soft body.

After kissing for a long time, Tang Xuan let go of him restrainedly.

Just watch, don't speak.

Si Nan realized something, and asked softly, "Going?"

Tang Xuan nodded.

"Then wait a moment, I'll change clothes." Before he could answer, Sinan ran back to the house, quickly changed his clothes, and ran out again.

He is also reluctant.

to send him off.

Sinan was wearing the horse riding uniform that Tang Xuan gave him last time, which was nice and neat, and he was wearing a loose coat with a hood on the outside.

"I'm not going to ride a tricycle anymore, you can take me with you on a horse, and we can talk on the way."

Tang Xuan chuckled, "Don't you need to keep your distance?"

Sinan put his hat on his head, "I'm hiding behind you, wrapped up tightly, who knows it's me?"

Tang Xuan smiled, removed the single saddle, and hugged him onto the horse with his waist hooked.

Si Nan was dissatisfied, "I will get on the horse, so you don't need to hug me."

Tang Xuan said lightly: "You will be your ability, and I will cherish it for me."

Simon: ...

Where did the arrogant words come from?

"Let me sit in front, how do you come up?"

Getting on a horse is not easy without a saddle.

Tang Xuan hooked his lips, "Don't underestimate your man."

I saw him lightly supporting the horse's back, and with some ingenuity, he rolled over and walked around Sinan with his strong arms, grabbing the reins.

Si Nan is not short, but compared to him, he looks small, and he sinks into his arms.He twisted uncomfortably, "This posture is too awkward, and Da Zonggong asked to sit in the back."

"Be good." Protecting him in his arms like this, Tang Xuan felt at ease.

Si Nan was about to rebel when he dropped a kiss on the cheek.

This, this is still on the street!

Tang Xuan smiled, lightly clamping the horse's belly.

Obsidian kicked and ran.

The autumn rain is still falling.

The two of them stuck together tightly, and they didn't feel cold.

It has been five days since Tang Xuan left Bianjing.

——The adverb "full foot" is Sinan's subjective feeling.

For five days, Tang Xuan would write him a letter every day, and send it to the capital along with the paperwork presented to the officials.

Si Nan was waiting at the gate of the city, and when he saw a messenger soldier with a small flag on his horse's head, he would hand over a big sesame seed cake filled with hot meat, exchange Tang Xuan's letter with them, and at the same time reply to the letter he had written the day before hand it over.

Every time the messenger soldier saw him, he would show a surprised and helpless expression.

Besides King Yan, who else would dare to include a private message in the memorial?Even if the officials don't blame him, the Taiwan admonisher's spitting star can spray him to death.

Of these two people, one dared to write and the other dared to accept.Not only dared to accept it, but also dared to bribe him with sesame seed cakes.

Mom, the sauced pork pancakes are so delicious!

The messenger soldier took a complicated bite, and stuffed Sinan's reply letter into his arms.

Except for the short while waiting for the letter, Sinan spends the rest of the time at Wuweishe.

A sudden flood disrupted the plan.Although there was no oral order from the palace, Si Nan felt that the Mid-Autumn Festival feast should not be too grandiose.

The people are displaced, and the officials must be worried. If the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is still peaceful with singing and dancing, and a big banquet, let alone whether the admonishing officer will smash the food table in his face, Sinan will be the first to want to slap himself.

What's more, his man is still soaking in the flood.

It hurts to think about it.

Therefore, the original arrangement must be overturned.

There are 20 days left before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and everything has to start from scratch.

Since Tang Xuan sent the two officials Xing Da and Guo Fei to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the burden of the Mid-Autumn Festival feast has been placed on Si Nan's shoulders.

He not only has to be responsible for the meals during the banquet, but also considers the scene layout, personnel deployment, and performance during the banquet.

The more Si Nan thought about it, the more he felt that the reason why the officials dared to entrust him with such a big matter was probably because they hoped that he would mess it up, so that Tang Xuan would be thrown to the northwest as a matter of course.

Sinan is not!

Swear to defend Xiaoxuanxuan to the death!

Not only did Sinan work hard, but the seniors in the club also endured with him.

After getting acquainted with everyone, Sinan became more and more sure that people as insidious and cunning as Bai Ye were actually a minority, and the vast majority of people in Wuwei Club truly loved and respected cooking skills.

When everyone was discussing the plans for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the inside and outside talk was about how to adjust the taste well and how to make the nobles eat to their fullest. No one competed for credit or made dirty tricks out of jealousy.

Everyone is grateful to him.Because of Si Nan, Wuwei Club was able to get such a great opportunity. Not only Bianjing Wuwei Club, but Nanjing and Xijing also sent people to help him with ideas.

There are many ideas, but there is always something missing.

The original theme was "Beautiful, Great Song Dynasty". The singing and dancing, lantern array, and meals are all gorgeous and luxurious, showing the grandeur of a great country.

This plan has already taken root in the hearts of officials, and it is very difficult to find another one that can overwhelm it.

Si Nan endured another three days, lost countless hairs, and complained page after page in the letter.

In order to make him happy, Tang Xuan sent him a package of novelty snacks called "Hua Cake", which was the "treasure of the store" of a well-known pastry shop in Zhengzhou City.

The so-called cake painting is to paint on steamed cakes, and the figures, vegetation, flowers and birds are all lifelike.

It takes a lot of skill to do this. You need to let the edible paint melt into the cake while it is hot, and you have to be steady. If you make a mistake, the whole cake will be ruined.

Si Nan had also seen it in Bianjing, but he didn't do as well as the one in Zhengzhou.Tang Xuan spent a lot of thought in order to give him a complete piece.

The one-foot-square pastry, mung bean cake as the base, sweet glutinous rice sandwich, golden corn and bright red beans on the top, even if you don’t look at the flowers and birds next to it, the red, green and green fields are put together like a painting up.

Simon was taken aback.

Mung beans and adzuki beans put together?

Like a painting?

A picture!

A light flashed in Sinan's mind.

Got it!

There is a new theme!

He sat down on the ground, pulled a piece of wood, picked up a piece of charcoal, and wrote and drew with excitement.

The children waiting to share the cake whispered.

"Is it a good thing?"

"It looks like a good thing."

"Want some cake?"

"Wait, Master!"

So, the children put their little faces on their faces and sat around Sinan, waiting for him obediently.

When Sinan focused, his eyes couldn't see anything else. After finishing drawing from the wooden board, he rushed into the house to draw again, forgetting that the children were waiting for him to share the cakes.

The children watched him treat them like small stones, and stepped over them, sighing in unison.

After a few days, I got used to it.

I just hope that Lord Junwang will come back soon.

Now that the Duke of the county is back, someone will take care of Brother Master.

The children divided the cakes worryingly, and ate one piece with hot soup, then wrapped one piece in paper and took it to school, and kept the remaining big piece in a bamboo basket for Sinan.

After Sinan wrote the "planning case", he rode three rounds to Xuandemen without changing his clothes.

He was carrying the bronze order given by Tang Xuan—the one that should have been given to the princess—and Tang Xuan told him before leaving that if there was something urgent, he could directly enter the palace with the token.

Zhao Zhen was quite surprised when he saw him at first. After seeing him for a few days, how did he change from a delicate and handsome cutie to a scruffy little scruffy one?

As everyone knows, he himself is not much better.

His face is thinner, his hair is grayer, and he is not very energetic.

The two looked at each other silently for a moment, feeling sorry for each other.

Si Nan presented the new plan, and his wording was cautious and cautious, for fear of making him sad.

Zhao Zhen looked at his plan, although he didn't show it on the surface, he was secretly surprised in his heart.

He has been worrying about the water situation day and night these days, and he has completely forgotten about the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. He never thought that Si Nan would be so thoughtful at such a young age.

Not to mention whether the new plan is good or bad, just because of this heart, he is embarrassed to say negative words.

Zhao Zhen put the notebook aside, and said softly: "You go back first, I will pass you into the palace after I have read it."

Sinan hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hold back, he took out a palm-sized piece of cake from his bosom, and presented it to the emperor.

"The king asked the boy to bring it to the officials. The king also told the boy to tell the officials, please eat three meals a day, don't lose weight, and don't grow white hair. He will check when he comes back."

This naive look successfully made Zhao Zhen laugh.He waved his hand and said kindly: "I see, let's go back."

Si Nan breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and left.

Jiang Jiang walked to the door, and heard Zhao Zhen say: "If this new method is really good, I will issue an order to let those children in your family enter the palace for a banquet together."

Si Nan was taken aback for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.

The officials praised his sons, which made him happier than rewarding him with 100 taels of gold!

"Thank you for the reward from the official family." Sinan trotted all the way back to the Imperial Palace, and kowtowed willingly.

"Little slick, don't be in a hurry to thank me, I have to be satisfied." Zhao Zhen waved his hand with a smile and asked the little eunuch to send him out.

Zhang Mao came out from the side hall, holding a one-foot-square food box in his hand. When the food box was opened, a painted cake exactly like Sinan's was revealed.

Zhao Zhen shook his head and laughed: "This little clever ghost, no wonder Xuan'er likes it."

Zhang Mao ridiculed: "Do the officials eat the piece sent by the post soldiers sent by King Yanjun, or the piece 'carried' by Mr. Si Xiaolang?"

Zhao Zhen smiled, "I ate all of it. Didn't Xuan'er say, let me 'eat three meals, don't lose weight'."

Zhang Mao smiled compensatingly, held up the deformed piece of painted cake, and asked Xiao Gongren to take it down and heat it up.

Zhao Zhen flipped through Si Nan's plan and said with emotion: "You said, if I let those little dolls into the palace, will Lao Bao spray me with spit again?"

Zhang Mao bowed and said: "I don't think so, the official's move is just in response to the saying 'Love the people like a son', Mr. Bao has a clear eye, and he can only boast."

Zhao Zhen clicked his tongue: "He probably has to laugh at me for being undecided - a few days ago I was thinking about separating the two children, but now that Xuan'er really left, I changed my mind."

Zhang Mao comforted him in a warm voice: "Mr. Si Jia is filial and pleasing, let alone an official, even a minister can't help but want to take care of one or two."

Zhao Zhen sighed: "I just thought, if Xuan'er is not here, the people he cares about must be protected. He can't work so hard to help disasters outside, and I will sit here comfortably and count them."

Want a face!

Zhang Mao couldn't help laughing.

Judging from this, it seems that the elders in the family are helping the son who is away to take care of his wife and children.

The author has something to say: The flood in Yuanwu County occurred on July 23 of the lunar calendar in the third year of Jiayou.A bug was changed in the last chapter. It was originally written as "less than ten days away from the Mid-Autumn Festival", but now it has been changed to "less than a month"...Sorry!