[Red House] The First Imperial Merchant

Chapter 21 The Three Princes Fried Hair

Xue Pan naturally would not refuse the third prince's courteousness. There is a small kitchen in the backyard, and the little eunuch next to the third prince is carrying a big wooden box with drawers. Neat handmade noodles were placed horizontally on the white and clean plate on the first floor, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he said energetically: "Teacher, I will let the chef make this noodle now, and I will let Xiao Xizi serve it to the teacher later, and this, the chef Said that this is called mushroom jerky and the noodles are the best, and this, this old hen's thick soup, the chef said that the soup oil has been removed, and it is not greasy to eat..."

"In this case, please trouble the third prince to let the minister go under him." Xue Pan sat on the chair and said with a smile.

The third prince who was chattering just now was stunned, and he turned his head in disbelief: "Teacher?"

"The third prince has clearly heard it clearly." Xue Pan didn't intend to repeat, his face turned cold, and he said seriously: "The third prince wants to learn martial arts from a teacher or does Xiaoxizi want to learn martial arts from a teacher? If Xiaoxizi eats noodles today, then a year later I will How about accepting Xiaoxizi as a disciple?"

"No way!" The third prince was crushed by Xue Pan, but because of his masculinity, he agreed to the bet and was about to make it, so he endured it and walked to the backyard with a big wooden box, Xiao Xizi followed behind, worried His eyebrows and eyes were squeezed together, but he didn't dare to speak.

Xue Pan sat safely on the chair, and the two companions in the side hall stared blankly at Xue Pan. Xue Pan moved his eyes sharply to the two of them, "Why? Can you stay here and listen to my lecture?" The two were frightened. Accompanied by reading panic and fled.

The door was wide open, Xue Pan leaned back on the chair, he relaxed slightly, his eyes shifted to the small bare rockery in the small courtyard at the entrance, but his thoughts returned to the Taiji Hall this morning, Emperor Pingkang wanted to establish a crown prince!Now that he has become an official and is in the temple, the change of master in the world is a major event and has something to do with him. The eldest prince is pedantic and conservative. The current situation in the Daqing Dynasty is a bit like the Qing Dynasty, but the Qing Dynasty did not strictly commit to reform. If there is no return to decline, there is only revolution, and now the Daqing Dynasty stands at a crossroads. Who will be the next emperor will determine the fate of the Daqing Dynasty in the future. Will it reproduce the humiliation of the late Qing Dynasty or reappear its glory? !

Now the reform of the strict Qing Dynasty has just begun. If the emperor is changed rashly, who knows if the reform can continue?With the usual behavior of the eldest prince, he wished that he could only obey him a few hundred years back when he was in power, and what about the second prince?He doesn't have much contact with him, but he can also see that the second prince hides deeper than the first prince, and has an irritable temperament, and he and the second prince have Yuan Xiujin, so even if he kneels down to plead guilty to Yuan Xiujin, he won't Forgive him, since the second prince's way is not going to work, and the first prince is self-confident, what will happen in the future?

"Teacher, the noodles are ready." The third prince was clever this time, and he took the plate with noodles and chopsticks on it. He ate well and practiced boxing and kicking skills. He is stronger than ordinary people, and he is not tired when carrying the plate. On the table, with smug eyes, "Teacher, please use it."

Xue Pan came back to his senses, and moved his eyes to the face of the third prince. His dirty eyes were serious and clear. Xue Pan nodded, picked up the noodles, and broke them in pieces. They were overcooked and became mushy, but the soup tasted The side dishes are good, a bowl of noodles Xue Pan eats cleanly, and the soup is also drunk.

The third prince heaved a sigh of relief, and he seemed to have succeeded in asking for credit, so he just shook his tail behind him, "How does the teacher taste?"

"The soup is good, the side dishes are also available, and the noodles are overcooked." Xue Pan pointed out one by one. Seeing that the third prince looked like a fried tiger, he couldn't help it. Xue Pan ordered the table and asked: " Even if I say it's delicious, the prince didn't roll the noodles by himself, and the side dishes didn't cut by the prince himself, let alone the bowl of soup with deep flavor. The third prince didn't cook anything, just put down a bowl of noodles, okay? Eating has nothing to do with the third prince."

The third prince exploded immediately when he heard it, his hair was like a crown, his brows were so angry that his brows stood upright, and blue veins suddenly appeared on his face, his hands clenched into fists.

Xue Pan was waiting, if the third prince made a move, no matter how far this child went, he would not accept him again.

The two accompanying readers trembled in fright at the quiet and angry atmosphere, they lowered their heads and didn't dare to look around, Xiao Xizi even knelt quietly on the ground.

The atmosphere was tense, the third prince was like a little lion with his nostrils and eyes full of anger, Xue Pan was sitting on a chair with a calm expression, the empty bowl was still on the table, neither of them spoke, and the window opened. The wind was blowing the leaves, making a rustling sound, suddenly, the third prince stretched out his hand, and the two companions twitched, with nervous eyes, the third prince touched the rim of the empty bowl on the table, for a long time, sullen Said: "Next time I will make it for the teacher myself, and the teacher must praise it for being delicious."

Xiao Xizi breathed a sigh of relief, her legs trembled in fright and she couldn't stand up.

With a smile in his eyes, Xue Pan touched the head of the third prince, "Third prince, can you figure it out? If I want to curry favor with you, I can accept you as my apprentice without making this bowl of noodles, but this Such a person can please you today, and tomorrow he can please others and betray you." Seeing the third prince pondering, he continued: "What I just said is the truth? If it is the truth, why is the prince so angry? There are only two points, The prince condescendingly gave his minister a bowl of noodles. Normally, the minister would brag about it, but the prince would be angry when the minister told the truth. The prince is still young, and as he grows up, there will always be someone who will tell the truth. If the prince Without tolerance, from now on, all the princes will be surrounded by villains who flatter and flatter him, such a prince is like a deaf and blind man, coaxed to stay in his own world forever."

The eight-year-old third prince is more discerning in simplicity than the children playing with mud in the farmhouses outside. No one has ever told him the truth before, but he understood the meaning of Xue Pan's words after a little thought. From childhood to adulthood, Whether it's Xiao Xizi, the servant, or the two companions, they will always compliment themselves, even if they know they are wrong, no one dares to point it out. Today, when the new master refutes it, they will be angry.

"Second, the prince doesn't understand. People are prone to make mistakes in the face of things they don't understand. When they make mistakes, in order to cover up their ignorance, they get angry and throw all their mistakes on others. It's not good. I don't understand. It’s nothing to be afraid of, but it’s scary to hide it if you don’t understand it.” Xue Pan didn’t want to talk too much about the truth, the child just accepted it, but it would be annoying if he talked too much, so he changed the subject, “Does the prince know how a bowl of noodles comes from? ?”

Made by the royal chef?Not right, flour kneaded?Where did that flour come from?The third prince had doubts in his eyes.

"Today, I'm going to explain the foundation of the Daqing Dynasty to the prince." Xue Pan asked the third prince to sit down, glanced at the standing companions, and the two companions immediately sat down obediently. "Whether it is the noodles that I love to eat or the green corn that the third prince loves to eat, they are all grown from the ground. What kind of seeds grow what kind of food, just like flowers. If you love peonies, you can grow peonies, and if you love azaleas, you can grow azaleas." , but the flowers are just for the palace ladies to watch and look beautiful, but the food seeds can fill people's stomachs. Flowers have gardeners, and those who grow food in the fields are farmers. Farmers are the foundation of the Daqing Dynasty. The fields harvest Alright, people's stomachs are full, and the Daqing Dynasty will not be shaken at all, has the third prince ever been hungry?"

In the past, when he was not good, his concubine mother punished him not to eat, but he was only hungry for a meal, and he still had snacks to eat, so he was not hungry at all, so he shook his head.

"The prince has never been hungry!" Xue Pan looked at the thick and strong third prince with a smile, and said: "Today's homework has been arranged in advance, the third prince can try to be hungry, and come to tell the minister tomorrow." His eyes swept Passed by two companions and Xiao Xizi.

The third prince was clever, and he didn't need Xue Pan to threaten him, so he automatically ordered him to take out threats.

In the morning, Xue Pan went back to the Hanlin Academy for dinner, and in the afternoon he was still sorting out the materials. When the time came, the old boss withdrew first, so Xue Pan didn't need to stay and work overtime. The unexpected thing was that Xue Qing didn't come when he left the palace gate. It was a young boy who was not familiar with Xue Pan. He bowed to Xue Pan and said crisply: "The second housekeeper sent the young man to pick up the old man. The young Song Shi has seen the old man."

"Where's Xue Qing?" Ever since he fell off a horse and hit his head at the age of ten, Xue Qing has been by his side. Later, when he got older, he was no longer the same as before, so he restrained himself, but Xue Qing would not let go of anything serious. of.

Song Shi bent down and said: "The son from Jia's mansion is sick, the second housekeeper is taking care of him."

Xue Pan did not doubt that there was him, most of the servants moved to the capital from Xue Mansion were newly bought, it was normal for him not to recognize them all, and got into the carriage.

Song Shi jumped into the carriage and started running in the carriage. Xue Pan found something was wrong when he got into the carriage. It was normal for Xue Qing to send a boy to pick him up because of something today, but the change would not come with the carriage?The color and texture of the oilcloth on the outside of the carriage was exactly the same as that used by Xue Qing to pick him up, but inside the carriage was all wrong, and none of them were the ones he was used to.

"Stop." Xue Pan shouted coldly.

The speed of the carriage did not decrease, but it was faster. Songshi drove the carriage to a secluded path, and his voice was a little louder, "I'm sorry, my master invites the young master to go, and the young master is seated." A whip whip On the ass, the horse neighed and ran faster.

Quiet here can get away completely if he makes a move, but Xue Pan is interested in the master of the Songshi family. He can guess how much in his heart. He was abducted this morning just after he was said to be sealed in the afternoon. He is so anxious. Those who have become popular do not think about anything other than the eldest prince.

After running for about half an hour, the sound of the horse's hooves gradually died down, Xue Pan was shaking in the carriage, Song Shi stopped the carriage, opened the curtain, and said respectfully: "Young master, please come inside."

This place looks like the suburbs, but Xue Pan knew that the carriage was rushing along the small alleys all the way, so it would be impossible to reach the suburbs without passing through the main street for half an hour.After getting out of the carriage, there was no one around, the bamboo forest was rustling in the wind, Song Shi pushed open the bamboo door and said please.

If Xue Pan had a romantic nature and remained true to himself, he would know that this place was a well-known elegant brothel in the capital. Scholars who pretended to be noble and looked down on the rouge and vulgar fans of Yanhua Street would have settled here. In the Zhuju, the prostitutes in the house are well-versed in writing, ink and music, and the literati and poets love silk and bamboo to make strings and red sleeves to add fragrance.

Luozhuju is small but delicate and beautiful. Along the path paved with cobblestones, bamboo wind chimes are hung along the road and jingle.Songshi led Xue Pan to a bamboo pavilion. The bamboo pavilion was built deep in the bamboo forest. There were wind chimes hanging on the corner of the pavilion, surrounded by tulle on all sides, and only the figure of an adult man could be vaguely seen.

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