I am His Majesty's favorite

Mu Chen's so-called loyalty is naturally "the way of being a minister, a loyal and upright king".

It's just a gimmick to be a minister or not, and the focus is on the upright monarch.

The place of allegiance to the monarch.

Choose in the small kitchen.

The last time His Royal Highness the Crown Prince showed such a treacherous and enchanting expression, Huan Yue's impression should be that Mu Zhen threatened to 'serve the king. '

And this time......

His Highness actually picked up the pot?

The objects sent by Lin Heng are exquisite in style, and there are many utensils that are not commonly used.

Such as the iron sand furnace for frying chestnuts, the white porcelain stand for making sugar paintings, and several sugar cake flippers that look like frogs.

Mu Chen rummaged through a pile of bowls and pans, and finally chose an ordinary-looking but durable purple clay pot.

"Go get some fresh water."

Huanyue stood by the door, holding the wooden bucket with a puzzled face: "Your Highness, there are cooks in Chiqing Palace, just tell them to cook what you want to eat, why bother you to do it yourself."

"It doesn't matter." Mu Chi rolled up his sleeves and chuckled while looking for a suitable clay jar lid. "Why, can't you trust the prince's cooking skills?"

Not that.

Is it because you don't believe that His Royal Highness, who is pampered and pampered, can cook, okay?

Seeing how determined he was, Huanyue didn't dare to say any more, and dragged Feng Yang to the yard to fetch two barrels of clean water.

By the way, the large tank in the small kitchen that can accommodate two people at the same time is also filled.

Just in case of fire, you can also smash the cylinder to save yourself.

After the two little attendants discussed the survival route, Mu Chen had already entered the state here.

The case table was cleaned by palace servants every day, so it was not too messy.

After being tidied up by His Royal Highness, Huanyue was surprised to find that it seemed to be more organized than before.

The black-bone chicken that has been washed into chunks is placed firmly in a clay pot, scooped into clean water, and a few slices of ginger and garlic cloves are added.On the chopping board are sliced ​​green onions that are cut into several sections for flavoring, and put in after the water boils.

Holding a small jar in one hand, Mu Chen was seriously comparing which kind of sugar would improve the taste.

It looks really good.

Surprised, Huanyue found a piece of charcoal to raise the firewood for him first.Then squatting by the warm fire, scratching his forehead and aiming straight up.

His Royal Highness smiled helplessly. "Is it so strange?"

It's more than strange.

Huan Yuexin said, it would be more appropriate to describe it as weird.

In the whole palace, there are not many masters and sons who can tell the difference between flour and starch, not to mention cooking in person.

His Highness the Crown Prince, whose ten fingers do not touch Yang Chunshui, would do such a thing, who would believe it?

"I don't dare to question you, but Your Highness, you are too powerful, you can even do this."

The one who was praised looked as usual, with a smile on his face hidden behind the heat fog.

half an hour.

Feng Yang ran into the small kitchen with a bag of things tightly wrapped in white cloth, and when he walked in, he spread it out in front of Mu Chen.

"Your Highness, do you think there is anything missing?"

The big and small bags in the white cloth are all the medicinal materials that I told him to find just now.

Mu Ting picked up some of the scents and smelled them, then carefully studied them for a while before the fire, nodded and said: "The color is very high-quality, did you bring them all?"

Feng Yang shook a silver hairpin in his palm, and blinked a little triumphantly.

"I can't tell the good from the bad. I was worried that it would not be enough without you, so I took them all. The iron lock looks strong, and I didn't expect to be able to open it from the outside."

Huan Yue was dazed while listening.

No wonder the person who didn't see Feng Yang after fetching water thought he had gone to the room for a while.

What the co-author stole was not leisure, but the medicinal materials in the cabinet.

According to the usual practice, these medicinal materials have to be registered and recorded before they are released from the imperial pharmacy, so that it is easy to know which palace has received how many prescriptions.

All that Eunuch Zhou De sent was kept by the cook, who said that Ke Zuo used it in meals every day.

It is now late at night, and it will be troublesome to wake up the palace guards to unlock and take it.

Mu Chi felt a headache when he thought of a large group of people surrounding him in fear and trepidation to persuade him to rest, so he simply asked Feng Yang to steal it quietly, so as to test whether the lock of the cabinet was secure or not.

Along with the medicinal materials, there was also a "Book of Hundred Prescriptions", which contained hundreds of medicinal recipes.

Huanyue was very considerate, and took the lead in following the book guide to find the section with four big characters Nourishing Yin and Tonifying Yang.

Feng Yang followed closely behind, pointing out a few lines of small chapters in the board.

His Royal Highness glanced at it, his expression became extremely complicated.

Morinda officinalis: strengthens muscles and bones, invigorates kidney and strengthens yang.

Antler: Gain essence and blood, tonify kidney and strengthen yang.

Curculigo: dispelling cold and dampness, tonifying kidney and strengthening yang.

If these medicinal soups are poured down by Lin Heng...

hiss.

Should I be a little harsher?

At any rate, it was five years of friendship.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at the medicinal materials that happened to be in his hand, and shook his head rather humanly.

Then without hesitation, he chose the largest and most powerful medicine and threw it into the clay pot.

joke.

Such an interesting thing.

A fool would miss it for nothing.

Lin Heng: Is it difficult to be an individual? ? ?

The soup that had been simmering for most of the night was delivered to the Xuanzheng Hall early in the morning.

Lin Heng had just finished discussing the Xichuan matter with several humerus ministers. Eunuch Jiang Lai saw the right moment and placed the celadon bowl at his hand.

"Your Majesty, take a break, it's important to take care of yourself."

The Lord Monarch's eyes were still locked on the memorial, and he picked it up and took a sip before realizing that the taste seemed different from the past.

It's not the kind of astringent qi soup that I often drink.

On the contrary, the fragrance is rich and the color is transparent.

It's just an inexplicable feeling, where is it weird...

Eunuch Jiang Lai was startled, and smiled apologetically, "Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince personally made this and sent it to you. I ordered my slave to present it to you."

The meals used by His Majesty the Emperor are all baked by a special person, and there is no imperial order, and generally they will not be changed at will.

Eunuch Jiang Lai thought that he didn't want to agree to this incident, and he was afraid that he would make the king unhappy by missing the matter of His Royal Highness, so he had to follow his advice.

Seeing Lin Heng frowning, he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this soup...is not to your liking, why don't you withdraw it and present you a new one?"

"Forget it." His Majesty the Emperor covered the slight movement in his eyes and said softly. "Send those brocade furs to Chiqing Palace on behalf of Gu, thank you His Royal Highness for your hard work."

Although I don't know what kind of black lumps are in the bowl, but the taste is much better than the qi soup.

Besides, Mu Chen did it by himself.

The monarch, who was immersed in the good mood of "I don't hate orphans so much", happily cleaned up the soup with juice and medicinal materials.

This happy state lasted for nearly three days until Lian Xizhuo appeared today.

The little uncle, who has the rank of a bachelor, almost broke in through the door with a sullen face.

"You don't have a single person who can lead the army under your command? The general of the central government insists on that old guy Ji Huaichen?"

Before Mu Chen came to Nanchong, such remarks would appear every three days on average, and Lin Heng had long been familiar with them.

"As you can see, among the limited people you can look up to, Gulo is the only one who can lead troops to fight."

Lian Xizhuo was taken aback.

Obviously, he didn't expect His Majesty the Emperor to choke back the words.

Lin Heng ignored his doubts, and said perfunctorily, "After all, why did Huaichen recruit you?"

Lian Xizhuo snorted angrily, pulled out a crumpled piece of letter paper from his waist like drawing a knife and threw it in front of him.

"This is something you asked me to investigate!"

"Traveling around for a few days, I finally found some clues. I can't do it by rewarding myself? I didn't know that Ji Huaichen rushed in as soon as the front foot stepped into the Huangefang."

"What are you talking about? There is no peace in the imperial city recently. Many spies from other countries pretended to be singers to spy on the news, and abruptly took the girl I just hugged to Dali Temple!"

The most unbearable thing in Lian University's life is the abrupt beauty and disturbing dreams.

It just so happened that Ji Huaichen had both back and forth.

The more Lian Xizhuo talked, the more angry he became, especially when he heard the untimely sound of "Return to Your Majesty, General Ji has arrived." '

He looked around for a few times, and finally picked up the bowl that Lin Heng scooped up, which didn't even have chicken bones left.

.....the spoon inside.

Throw it straight out the door.

"Old man, stay away from my prince's death!"