old grace

Fu Chuan didn't like to work hard, Xie Qinghe, and wanted to be loved and cared for by his elder brother, so he told his lunch to be "simple" before leaving.In Fu Chuan's mind, even if the elder brother cooks him some white water noodles, as long as the elder brother cooks it himself, he can still eat it deliciously.

However, during his long career of becoming a demon, Xie Qinghe has had countless experiences of various kinds, among which he once worked as a caterer.

With Xie Qinghe's talent of being able to learn without a teacher, it's no problem to cook a meal.

Xie Qinghe didn't prepare Kung Fu dishes that were steamed three times and exposed nine times, and the soup was boiled for more than ten days. After visiting the garden, he felt that it was almost time, so he strolled back to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and began to prepare dishes.It was nothing more than the kung fu of making some chopping boards. The cooks and cooks originally wanted to help, but seeing Xie Qinghe standing in front of the stove meticulously chopping vegetables and kneading noodles, the whole movement was as clean as drinking tea under the moon, and they all shut up. .

The kitchen is the worst and most bloody place, and the chopping boards and stoves can be cleaned up meticulously when cooking meals, which shows the profound skill.

The most surprising thing is that Xie Qinghe has almost no food waste when preparing dishes.

The most important food ingredients are the most important ingredients in the broiled meals of the rich family. Only the heart of the cabbage is taken, and only the tender meat is cut. Eat differently.

The same is true for the cooks and cooks in Fu Chuan's mansion. The dishes delivered to Fu Chuan's every meal are the freshest parts.It's just that extravagance and waste are not allowed in Fufu, and the remaining parts that don't look so "good" are sent to the big kitchen for the servants to share.

Xie Qinghe prepared a few dishes, he used them up and down, even the radish skins were cleaned, seasoned and marinated, and made into a plate of refreshing pickles.The only food waste is some garlic skins, bitter gall guts taken out of fish belly and scales that have been peeled off.

Xie Qinghe, who was busy in the kitchen, was also in a good mood. A servant came to report in a hurry, saying that Mr. Fu would come out from the prime minister's mansion soon.

Xie Qinghe ordered to open the damper under the stove, heat up the iron pan, pour a ladle of cold oil on it, and prepare the meal.

There is bound to be smoke when the kitchen is busy. There seems to be a bunch of strange winds in front of Xie Qinghe, which can actually disperse the smoke flying in the pot. Plates of hot dishes are out of the pot. In the front hall, Xie Qinghe cooked eight dishes in a row, and they were all spotless.

He took the last hot dish out of the pan, put down the shovel, and rolled up his sleeves.Surprisingly, he didn't have a trace of smoke all over his body, and he didn't look like he had been in a hot and oily kitchen for half an hour.

Xie Qinghe has some intentions to completely subdue the junior brother, so that the junior brother can never be separated from me, and he is also paying attention to this meal.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to the house, he found that Fu Chuan was not waiting for dinner in the dining room, Song Wei pointed to the dormitory.Xie Qinghe pushed the door and went in, almost stepped on Fu Chuan's clogs that had faded at the door, walked two steps forward, and found that Fu Chuan's outer robe had also fallen on the couch.

"Junior Brother?" Xie Qinghe asked.

Fu Chuan washed his face behind the screen, and came out in a hurry after hearing the words, his forehead and face were still damp: "Eldest brother, I'll wash my face."

"Not going well?" Xie Qinghe sat down in front of the couch, poured a cup of tea for Fu Chuan, and waited for him to come out.

Fu Chuan turned back again, the water in the basin was dripping, after a while Fu Chuan wiped his face and came out, barefoot, with loose hair, sat beside Xie Qinghe, drank the tea, and said: "No .It went well."

Xie Qinghe poured him another cup of tea without urging him.

Fu Chuan has always been polite. He was sitting with a cup and thanked him for tea, then he tilted down again and said: "Last night, Mrs. Wei interrogated the family of Han Lin's wet nurse, Lu Shi. The family background is not obvious, but in the dowry is the 8000 taels of silver notes that have not been written on the dowry form. According to Zhou's confession, her aunt is the companion of the second wife in the house of Bi Shangshu, the Ministry of Rites. The second wife's sister married to Yun In Jianfu, Yunjian prefect He Shouxin’s family wanted to send his wife into Han’s prime minister’s residence, but Mrs. Yin thought that she could hire a daughter from a civil servant’s family, but not from a border minister’s family, so she stopped the matter..."

Xie Qinghe was very upset when he heard that, and poured himself a cup of tea: "This is definitely not a dispute in the backyard."

Fu Chuan nodded and said: "The Lu family tried their best to coerce this into a house fight. Mrs. Wei is not convinced. The Prime Minister's Mansion ordered troops last night and directly broke into the Minister of Rites' Mansion."

Xie Qinghe stopped holding the teacup for a moment, and asked, "Did Sanniang come to report this morning?"

This is where Fu Chuan's headache lies: "In the past, Han Lin would come to report to me."

The relationship between him and Han Lin is too close.Whatever happened to Han Lin, she will come to inform him directly.The people around him didn't even have the awareness to collect and spy on the prime minister's mansion.Last night, Han Lin sent troops to break into the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of Rites. I'm afraid that Lang Zexin and the palace knew the news, but Fu Chuan didn't know - Han Lin didn't send someone to tell him, so he didn't know!

"It's good to not know." Xie Qinghe said.

Fu Chuan nodded when he thought of this, and said: "I told Han Lin today that I missed my old feelings for him and would not follow the same path as the elder brother. It is said that the result of the trial was announced last night at the Ministry of Rites and Minister's Mansion."

"How to say?" Xie Qinghe asked.

"Bi Shangshu was recommended by the Eastern Palace 23 years ago. At that time, the owner of the Eastern Palace was the first emperor. He had been working in the Ministry of Rites because he was familiar with ritual books. Back then, the little emperor's biological mother Yanmeiren's canonization and posthumous documents, the little emperor Bi Shangshu's birth, conferment, and later Yuji's ascension to the throne were all handled by Bi Shangshu...he is a 'loyal minister' who doesn't like to speak out." Fu said.

Therefore, according to Han Lin's conclusion, the black hand behind the scenes who wanted to kill his wife and drive a wedge between him and Fu Chuan was Young Emperor Jinzhong.

"Do you believe it?" Xie Qinghe asked.

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not? Han Lin is convinced." Fu Chuan drank tea, "Since I told him that you are going to be the teacher of the little emperor, he has become more and more 'convinced' in this, and told me categorically, The little emperor is a big villain. Even if he himself finds out that the confession is suspicious, he will help to erase the doubts and put the matter on the little emperor's head."

For Han Lin, investigating who is behind the scenes is not the most important thing.

Xie Qinghe has already selected the ban.

The most important thing for Han Lin right now is to win over Fu Chuan and bind Fu Chuan with himself.

So Fu Chuan's conversation today went smoothly.Valang is going to enter the palace, yes.As long as you are still standing with me, Cao Niang.Do you want to help Yin's make peace?It's okay, just a woman.You want to take my son to your house?also can!Even if he went to your house with Mrs. Yin, he is still a heir of my Han family. As long as you don't support him to fight with me, everything will be fine.

"You look so downcast, it doesn't look like everything is going well." Xie Qinghe said.

"Mrs. Yin has three sons and two daughters. We have met Han Zhuwen and Han Zunzun. She also has a baby girl. She wants to take all the children away. Both Han Zhuwen and Han Zunzun are willing to go with her. The baby in the baby can't speak. , or you can take them away. There are two other sons, I don’t know what their names are, anyway, they just want to stay in the prime minister’s mansion, and Mrs. Yin is not allowed to leave the prime minister’s mansion...the quarrel is turned upside down.” Fu said.

Xie Qinghe understood.

It is human nature for children to refuse to leave home, and it is extremely cruel to ask children to make a choice between father and mother.

Both Han Zhuwen and Han Zunzun are old enough to know the dangers Mrs. Yin has experienced this time, and they can understand the helplessness of their mother and Li.The younger children didn't even understand the meaning of life and death, and it was even more impossible for them to think from the mother's point of view—Han Lin was powerful and powerful, and gave them glory and wealth.After their mother died, they were still Han Lin's sons. After leaving the prime minister's mansion, how could they still be the sons and brothers of gold and jade?

Since it is human nature, it is impossible for Fu Chuan to be upset about it.

"She can't make up her mind again." Fu Chuan patted the table, a little anxious, "Yesterday she was so determined to ask me for help, but today she heard her two stupid sons crying and begging her not to leave, she can't do it anymore .Just sit there and cry. Cry, cry, cry, what's the use of crying!"

"Junior Brother." Xie Qinghe suddenly called.

Fu Chuan raised his head: "Huh?"

"I made food for you, it will be cold after sitting for a while." Xie Qinghe said.

Fu Chuan opened his mouth, jumped up from the couch in a hurry, ran two steps and came back to find his robe, and looked down for his shoes while wearing it: "Brother, I forgot! I'm sorry! You have to tell me! Oops! "

Xie Qinghe bent down to pick up his clogs, he embarrassedly grabbed his own shoes: "Let's go!"

The two sat in the dining room, and the servants opened the food boxes one by one. Naturally, the food was not as hot as it was just out of the pan.There are eight dishes on a table, two bowls of soup, two bowls of cold dishes, and the other four dishes are all meat that Fu Chuan likes to eat, which are extremely rich and delicate.This is not "simple to do something", very attentive.

Fu Chuan regretted it very much, turned around and hugged Xie Qinghe, and whispered: "I should have guarded the table when I came back."

"It's just a meal. If you like it, you can make it often in the future." Xie Qinghe was very proud, and Fu Chuan ran out with disheveled hair. He also held a short hairpin in his hand, and helped Fu Chuan tie his hair up. Get up, "Let's eat."

Fu Chuan hugged him tightly: "Elder brother."

"Understood. Let's eat first." Xie Qinghe touched his vest, led him to the table and sat down.

The meal was full of wind and cloud, Fu Chuan ate everything delicious, he went to thank Qing He's hand while eating, and didn't remember anything else.After eating, Fu Chuan's originally stable belly bulged up.He drank tea and rinsed his mouth, slumped on the chair, with his little stomach sticking out: "It's delicious."

Xie Qinghe couldn't help thinking, the little junior likes it so much, he can cook frequently in the future to feed this little thing.

The serving servants withdrew the food, brought tea and fresh fruits, and left, the hall fell silent.

Xie Qinghe drank some tea, waited for Fu Chuan to recline comfortably for a while, and then asked him: "Look, what does it have to do with you and me whether other people reconcile or not? It won't delay your joy or your meal."

Fu Chuan ate and drank enough, and all he ate was the meals prepared by the elder brother himself. He was full of joy and happiness, and had already forgotten the mania just now.

He hung himself in the armchair, thought for a while, and said, "It's my wishful thinking."

He regarded Mrs. Yin as Mrs. Liu, and he wanted to save Mrs. Yin back into the flames, but Mrs. Yin was not Mrs. Liu.

Some people cannot be saved.

The two of them had a tea break in the dining room. Fu Chuan felt that he had regained his strength and said, "Eldest senior brother, when you go to the palace tomorrow to meet the emperor, do you plan to enter the palace with regular ceremonies or court ceremonies? Make clothes for you."

Xie Qinghe shook his head and said, "I will not enter the court."

He served the Jade Emperor all his life, and at this time he became a demon only for cultivation, how could a secular emperor have the right to let him worship him.

"I'm going to see Bi Shangshu in the afternoon." Last night, Han Lin broke into the Shangshu's mansion of the Ministry of Rites and directly forced a confession at the Shangshu's mansion. stroke.Fu Chuan had to deal with the aftermath himself.

It was inconvenient for Xie Qinghe to go with him, and Fu Chuan had to go out after dinner, leaving Xie Qinghe alone at home, he was a bit reluctant.

Xie Qinghe thought about something else.

"Do you still remember the past when Han Lin went to Ping Township?" Xie Qinghe asked.

Fu Chuan nodded: "I remember."

"Someone instructed him to go to Ping Township to save his life. This is not an appropriate thing to do. You understand the truth." Xie Qinghe said.

This again mentions the duty of a cultivator.Superstitious people usually have many undecidable things, and hope to ask the gods and gods for guidance.The Holy Grail asks the hexagrams, the gods can give guidance, but the practitioners walking in the world cannot act on behalf of the gods.In other words, cultivators can explain, reason, and directly point to the nature—but they cannot make decisions on behalf of believers, and directly tell believers that this is not okay, this is okay, and this should be done.

Fu Chuan immediately understood.He was anxious and troubled about Mrs. Yin's affairs today, and he violated this precept.

For practitioners outside the world, Mrs. Ruoyin is a superstitious person, if you ask him for help, he can help.

Mrs. Ruoyin asked him, should I reconcile?He could only smile and say nothing, at best he said, if you get along, I can help you.

At this moment, Mrs. Yin was trapped by the relatives of the heirs, and he never asked his opinion at all. He was anxious to the side, wishing to rush up and kill Mrs. Yin's two sons, and drag Mrs. Yin away from the prime minister's mansion... so Excessive interference is a violation of the precepts.

"You stand here." Xie Qinghe ordered.

Fu Chuan was particularly embarrassed, with a hint of shame, he bowed his head and stood in front of the dining table.It's really embarrassing to be punished to stand at such an age.

Xie Qinghe dipped his fingers into the tea and wrote the word "King" on the table.

"Don't be arrogant, don't think you are out of dust, respect the gods of heaven and earth, and respect all living beings." Xie Qinghe wiped his hands with a towel and stood up, "You stand here until the water stains dry. What should you do? Go. Come back at night, and I will still make delicious food for you."

Fu Chuan looked at the half-dried tea stains in that instant, and knew that the elder brother was really admonishing himself, and he had no intention of punishing him.

By the time Xie Qinghe walked out of the dining room, the water stains on the table were almost completely dried.

Fu Chuan looked at the remaining tea stains and thought to himself, when the big brother dipped in tea and wrote, his fingers looked so pretty... What are we going to eat at night?

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The next day there was no court meeting, the young emperor went to the academy early and had a scripture class, Xie Qinghe arrived slowly.

Since he entered the palace as a regular ceremony, he naturally didn't want to wear a crown.Among the noble emperors in the room full of eguanbo belts, only Xie Qinghe had a youthful complexion, dressed in white, and clogs on his feet.When he went to the school to rule the scriptures, he only saluted the two characters of morality enshrined in the hall, and smiled at the young emperor: "I will teach the emperor how to draw."

Several of the young emperor's confidantes and palace supervisors suddenly showed expressions of daring to speak out, do you think you are Prime Minister Han?So insane and disrespectful!What's more, Prime Minister Han also wants to be a minister in front of His Majesty.The mouth is "I, I, I", who are you!

On the contrary, the several imperial masters who were waiting to visit the young emperor's new teacher, all of them looked at each other carefully, without any reaction.

The young emperor sat still, and asked: "Su Zi entered the palace with the usual etiquette, and he did not pay homage to court, and did not regard me as the son of heaven?"

"I can't teach the Son of Heaven." Xie Qinghe said.

"Since you can't teach the Son of Heaven, why is Su Zi banned?" the young emperor asked again.

Xie Qinghe smiled slightly: "You don't have to enter."

As soon as this remark came out, the young emperor and the palace guards around him were dumbfounded, and the emperor teachers around him were also not very cheerful.

Just when everyone thought that Xie Qinghe would turn his face and leave if the young emperor refused to accept and bowed his head, Xie Qinghe suddenly asked: "This is the lecture hall. Where is the place where the emperor learns Danqing?"

The young emperor secretly kicked the palace guard beside him.

The palace inspector rushed out quickly, and said stammeringly: "Servant...servant to lead the way for Mr. This way, please, this way—"

Xie Qinghe followed the palace supervisor and turned around to leave, never saying hello to the "colleagues" who stood in a row to make friends with him, even the young emperor was thrown behind by him.After he left, the room was full of monarchs, ministers, masters and apprentices looking at each other.

The young emperor seemed to be used to being bullied by powerful officials, and he didn't feel ashamed and angry at all. He got up and saluted several masters: "Masters, it's time for me to go to Danqing class."

After narrating the ceremony with several emperor teachers, the young emperor left with the palace guard, turned his face and hummed: "They are all lackeys of the Han family!"

At this moment, the masters who can stand in the academy and serve as the emperor's teachers are naturally her own people who have been tacitly approved by Han Lin.Regarding Xie Qinghe's entry into the palace, Fu Chuan had greeted Han Lin in advance, and of course these teachers in the academy would not cause trouble for Xie Qinghe—seeing Xie Qinghe bullying the young emperor, these teachers did not stand up to protect the young emperor mean.

The palace guards were obsequious, and no one dared to agree with the emperor.

The masters in the academy can't afford to offend, they can't punish the emperor, but they can punish the palace supervisor!If the emperor doesn't learn well, it's definitely not the emperor's fault, it's all the fault of the servants around him!Offended Master Xuegong, maybe one day he would be dragged out and beaten to death.

——The emperor cannot be saved.

The palace supervisors were more concerned about the new Master Danqing: "Your Majesty, that Suzi is so young...he really came to be His Majesty's master?"

The Young Emperor does not have his own intelligence channels.

Empress Dowager Deng only protected him secretly, and did not give him any power in the open.

In the young emperor's situation, if he dared to grow minions outside, no matter if it was Han Lin or the Xiao family in Langtian, they would be impatient to attack him.This is the predicament of the young emperor - he will die sooner if he develops his power, and sooner or later he will die if he does not develop his power.

The young emperor only knew that this Suzi had some inexplicable relationship with Xian Huayu who had already left.

However, he has a very close relationship with Fu Chuan.

The young emperor was a little smart, but not smart enough. Without his own information channels, he was very confused about Xie Qinghe's intentions.

The young emperor walked into the Qianshan Hall next to the scripture hall. Xie Qinghe had already counted all the pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the Qianshan Hall, and asked the young emperor to sit down: "What kind of painting does the emperor want to learn?"

The young emperor didn't want to learn Danqing at all.The so-called looking for Master Danqing is just a way to win over the Lang family.Now that Xian Huayu has left, the young emperor has lost his biggest backer, and he cannot protect himself, how can he talk about wooing the Heyang party members?

"I don't understand. I will learn what Su Zi taught me." The young emperor said.

Xie Qinghe didn't expose his laziness. Three thousand ways can lead to heaven, and learning Danqing is also learning the principles of being a human being, so it doesn't matter.

"Then today I will talk to the emperor about pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Xie Qinghe said.

……

Xie Qinghe's sermons are always simple and interesting, and he doesn't ask questions, and he doesn't like to leave homework.

The first class talked about pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which is about ancient and modern times, Taoism and style, without citing any classics and ancient books, and the vernacular is clear and logical.Not only did the young emperor keep taking notes, but even a few uneducated palace eunuchs were mesmerized.

It is human instinct to seek knowledge.Anyone loves to hear their own previously unknown stories.

The record of knowledge will become boring in pursuit of efficiency and accuracy. A good teacher is to combine and restore the classified knowledge into the truth of life, and teach it to students in a more elegant and interesting way with purpose and direction.

What Xie Qinghe talked about was the brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and also the past and truth unknown to the young emperor and the palace guards. Teaching is more like sharing.

"I'm here today, I'm going out of the palace." Xie Qinghe put down the brush, and pointed to the palace guard next to the young emperor who had glared at him, "Look at your quick hands and feet, and you will clean and maintain all the brushes and paints I use in the hall from now on." .Be careful not to break it."

The palace supervisor had just learned how to maintain brush and ink, and was called to work immediately. He was gearing up for a bit, and suddenly remembered, it's not right!I am the emperor's servant, why should I clean up your pen and ink for you?Qianshan Palace has its own servants to serve!

Before he could protest, the young emperor kicked him secretly again, and he immediately smiled: "Yes, master!"

Xie Qinghe put down the rolled up sleeves, and the young emperor got up and followed him to the front of the hall, and asked with some nostalgia: "Master Su, when is the next lesson? Come back tomorrow, okay?"

Xie Qinghe refused straight away: "I won't come. I have class the next day."

The young emperor quickly said: "That will be the day after tomorrow! Master Su, I am waiting for you, you can come in early!"

Xie Qinghe still shook his head: "I came too early and bumped into the palace ban, which delayed the emperor's sutra class. Come back after I have eaten."

The young emperor was choked and stunned.Hitting the palace ban and delaying the scriptures are all fake, you just want to come back after breakfast!It is as if there is no food in the palace!

Xie Qinghe waved his hand, and rejected the young emperor like chasing a duck: "I'm leaving, don't send it off."

Seeing Xie Qinghe drifting away, the young emperor stood at the gate of the school and told the palace supervisor: "I will ask the imperial dining room to bring food to the school in the future! Make more delicious food, I don't believe it, the imperial food is not as good as Su Zi's breakfast tasty!"

Palace supervisor A and the young emperor nodded angrily, "Tell Master Su to eat a meal, and I wish I could go to the palace every day to eat imperial food!"

Palace Supervisor Yi couldn't help feeling: "This Master Su's lectures are really nice, like storytelling."

Palace Supervisor A also nodded: "If Master Su doesn't talk about Danqing, it would be fine to explain the scriptures to our emperor. Hey, those masters talked about it, and Aunt Xian also said that it was too difficult and obscure, which delayed our emperor... ..."

The young emperor shook his head, aftertaste the few words Xie Qinghe said, and sighed softly: "The scriptures, Danqing, calligraphy, and ink are all the same. Although Su Zi only taught the way of Danqing, he quoted from others, and the way is contained in it." .I must be a real person. Hey, hurry up, go back quickly. I want to write down everything Su Zi said..."

the other side.

"Eldest brother is back." Fu Chuan greeted him at the door.

Xie Qinghe walked in quickly and said, "Prepare the pen and ink for me. I will give a lecture to the emperor today, and I can record a volume of "Danqing Shu", which will be stored in the treasury for future generations."

Fu Chuan: "..."