Brother Donggong

The prince has already spoken, so I naturally follow suit.

I sat down with my zither in my arms, and Wen Zhan sat across from me, and a palace servant poured wine into his wine cup next to him. The rich, dark red wine had a sweet and mellow taste.

A court lady came over and lifted the porcelain lids on the table that covered the plates, and the food was fragrant.

Crab powder balls, fried three winters, eight-treasure duck, roasted pork ribs, plus winged cabbage soup, warm Taidiao wine, and fragrant rice.

Eating rules in the Forbidden Palace are very strict, adhering to the teaching of the sage who doesn't know that "a gentleman eats without talking, sleeps without speaking", when eating one by one, neither gossip, homely voices, nor spoons and chopsticks are heard. The crisp sound of pots, pans, ladles and spoons is like a dull gourd one by one. I don’t know if this can make a fortune by muffled.

Yuezheng has been spoiled since he was a child, and he has been spoiled by his mother. He is picky when eating. He either thinks that the crab meat balls are too greasy, or that the ginkgo in the eight-treasure duck is too bitter, and the duck meat is too bad. He just said that the rice was too hard. In short, he was not happy to sit here and eat, and always tried to eat his bowl of poplar nectar.

I fed him, and I put the spoon in his mouth. He was forced by me to take two mouthfuls. I ate the rest of him, and then gave him another mouthful according to the taste of this little ancestor. , feed him again.

"I won't eat it!"

Yuezheng covered her small mouth with both hands, and said angrily.

I pulled his little hand away, fed him a mouthful of winged cabbage soup, and then scooped up a mouthful of rice and eight-treasure duck soup and fed it into his mouth.

"Baby, if you are picky about eating again, brother Yi won't like you! Come on, have a bite, be good, baby, give brother a kiss."

I smacked loudly on his cheek.

"Woo! Don't kiss me! Brother Yi is so disgusting, he won't let me eat poplar nectar. If brother Yi hurts me, he will let me eat a piece of plum candy."

"Little villain, I love you so I won't let you eat candy. Come on, this winter bamboo shoot is a good thing, after eating it will become more lovable,...Take a bite, just take a bite..."

I tried my best to feed this little ancestor tirelessly.

All the good words were said, just to let him eat one more bite.

This little ancestor is harder to serve than my father!

Suddenly I smelled a tempting aroma.

— sheep soup! !

The food served in the Cuiwei Palace is all Jiangnan flavor, which is bland and sweet, which is not my favorite taste at all.The food I like to eat is not so delicate, but it has a strong taste, sauce, and spicy. It is best to have some street food, which is full of rough bowls. After eating, my stomach will bulge. There is a kind of A deep sense of satisfaction.

When I stayed in Cuiwei Temple, I saw the dishes on the table and knew that I might not be full tonight. After I went back, I would ask Xiaosheng or someone else to cook me a bowl of dried noodles, but I suddenly smelled a smell. The spicy aroma is like the Ma's mutton soup I ate in Yongjing Xicheng! ——Bone soup boiled with lamb bones and dozens of Chinese medicines, then cut into boiled lamb offal, with extra coriander and pepper, the smell is enough to ecstasy.

I was tempted to move my index finger, and when I looked up, I saw Wen Zhan, who had an old kiln and ancient porcelain next to him, which was full of my favorite lamb soup.

"Woooo! It's so smelly! I don't like it, I don't like it!"

The little ancestor Yuezheng blocked his nose, wrinkled his little nose and looked at the bowl of mutton soup in front of Wen Zhan with disgust.

Wen Zhan stood up in front of me, he picked up the zither as soon as he stretched out his hand, bowed his head and said to me, "Don't feed him, you have a bad stomach, and you can't help being hungry. When you feed this little ancestor, you won't be able to eat anything. That's it. Let's go eat first, I'll feed him."

Maybe it was because he just drank the wine, his body was tainted with the clear and lingering smell of Yongjia Taidiao.

"Woooo! Brother Yi, don't drink that. It smells so bad. I won't let you kiss me after you drink it."

Yuezheng cried bitterly.

As soon as I heard it, is it okay?

This little ancestor usually doesn’t give face to people for a kiss. The next time I go back to the Forbidden Palace, I don’t know it’s the year of the monkey. The sheep soup of this horse’s family is just outside the west city. Their business has been in business since 100 years ago. Seeing the bosses of their generation marry their wives and have babies, and the proprietress has changed from a delicate young woman to a spicy proprietress, I guess even if I kick my legs, my son can still go to that small shop to continue drinking mutton soup.

Of course, I don't know that a rare thing like my son is nestled in that woman's stomach. It will be decades before I kick my legs. My enemies probably won't be able to see it, so I just said it casually.

This time I caught it, I will definitely kiss it all at once!

I quickly said to Wen Zhan, "It's okay, I'm not hungry. I don't come back often, let me feed Yuezheng, he is close to me."

As I said that, I wanted to stand up and stretch out my hand to hug the zither back, but Wen Zhan pressed my shoulder with one hand, and then pushed me back to the chair. My shoulder was numb from his pressing .

"Don't be brave, Chengyi."

His tone was extremely light, as light as strong wine mixed with water, the essence of five grains, even if it was mixed with water, it would still have an unnerving pungentness.

"I know you like Yuezheng. You are good to everyone, but you hate me."

"Yongjing has a good time, and the future will be long."

I am silent.

I asked myself if I was sorry for Wen Zhan.How I treat Yuezheng today is how I treated him back then!Back then, I was young, with a solid mind, and I would only treat him better than Yuezheng, but my heart is like water, I can look at Shu from a long distance, and look at the height of a mountain from one mountain to another, and I don’t care about the people who send it to my door.

Back then, he also said "there will be a long time in Japan" and sent me back to sleep peacefully. When I saw him again, I almost killed me.I don't care about him now, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I really don't have the ability.

I just hope that this living ancestor will show kindness. At any rate, because we are a dear father, he will show his noble hands before and after my father's death, and give me an inch of space for me to settle down, that's all.

"How dare I hate you, His Royal Highness?"

I looked up at Wen Zhan, then I reached out to bring the bowl of mutton soup over, broke open the shortbread aside, and ate it one bite at a time.When I ate soup, I didn't use a spoon, so I just leaned against the bowl and drank it in big gulps, even snoring.

Wen Zhan put the zither aside, and asked the palace attendants to bring a porcelain spoon and a bowl of rice for the zither. In his hands, the zither was not capricious at all, very obedient, and immediately served it quietly. Sit down, lower your head and eat small bites.

"Chengyi, you have something to tell me."

Wen Zhan sat back on his chair, held the jug with one hand, brought the drink to his lips, looked at me and said.

I swallowed a bowl of mutton soup, wiped my mouth, and sighed, "No. I'm clumsy, so I have nothing to say."

"Brother, why are you so clumsy and clumsy? Today in front of the father, Cheng Yi, you have iron teeth and copper teeth. Xiao Wang almost thought that the person in front of him was not my own brother, but the majestic Chu in front of the Dazheng Palace. Qiang gave birth to President Chu!"

I glanced at him, maybe he was full, so don't panic if you have food in your stomach, I said, "Your Highness, don't say that about Mr. Chu. He is your man after all, and he has worked hard for you without credit. How much it hurts Qiangsheng to be accused and scolded by you all the time."

Wen Zhan suddenly laughed. He drank the wine in his hand, and then said, "Chengyi also said that she is not angry, so I have nothing to say. Yuezheng, do you think your brother Yi is very powerful?" ?”

Yuezheng raised her small face from the bowl, looked at me inexplicably, then at Wen Zhan, then reached out to me, and put her little hand on my palm.

Wen Zhan said, "Even Yuezheng knows that you are angry. I know you lose your temper when you are hungry. It has not changed for so many years. You are more like a child than Yuezheng."

When I heard him teasing me so much, I almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

I suddenly remembered that the gangster Chu Qiangsheng was rampant in the official circles of Yongjing, and no one was afraid of him, but Wen Zhan took care of him submissively and became a sharp knife in his hand.

He just blackmailed me in front of my father without any effort, I was blinded by lard, why do I think I can fight against Wen Zhan?

Small battles accept, big battles go.

Before I get completely fucked to death by Wen Zhan, I have to leave quickly.

At this time, a little maid just happened to bring the medicine for Yuezheng. I picked him up and asked for clear water to rinse his mouth. Then, without further ado, I applied the ointment to his mouth.

This medicine is Miao medicine, which is refined from the best herbs in Yungui Mountain.

Cui Bicheng's caravan went to Longji, Guizhou, and they could only get back a catty or two catties every time. I asked for it all, and asked the doctor Lin from the Imperial Medical Bureau to make Bise Qingsweet ointment. I was afraid that Yuezheng would find it bitter, so I added it Blindly licorice.

Holding Yuezheng in my arms, I hurriedly said, "Baby Yuezheng, I will take you back. Your Highness, another day, I will enter the palace to greet you again on another day."

Wen Zhan was faster than me. He snatched the zither from my arms and said, "Your arm is hurt and you can't hold him. Let me do it."

"That's okay. Your Highness, if you send the kite back, I'll go first. I suddenly remembered that my family is still waiting for me to eat. It's almost the beginning of the change, and I have to go back quickly. Otherwise, if they are hungry Crying for father and mother, if this cry is heard by the dignitaries in Yongjing North City, I really can't be the King of Prayer."

I turned around and didn't move my feet.

My sleeve was pulled by Wen Zhan, he looked at me, "Yuezheng came to see you today, why don't you send him back to Jingxiang Palace where Concubine Zhen lives."

"Brother Yi, don't go~~~~~~~~"

Yuezheng's big eyes are like deer, round and moist, just like the noble but simple Wen Zhan many years ago.

I shook my head and said, "Your Highness, why bother? It's the same for you to send the zither back. Concubine Zhen can't trust me, but she must trust you. Besides, the gate of Dazheng Palace will be locked soon, so I'll go back not going."

Wen Zhan said, "I'll take you out of the palace in a while."

Then he took a look, "Let's go. Yuezheng hasn't seen you for a long time, he misses you very much, don't let the child down."