Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

The emperor tossed and turned, unable to sleep at night, hugging the quilt and muttering: "I want to eat dumplings made with leeks, eggs and dried shrimps made by Mrs. Yu Taifu."

"Sounds delicious."

"The leek boxes made by Yushanfang are not as good as the leek boxes on the roadside outside, and the dumplings they make must not be delicious."

"Ministers are very good at cooking. Wang Shangshu's pork head meat and beef orchid beans are very famous. The pork liver porridge at Li Xian's family is also a must. Today, that Liu Qing's roast goose is very good, and he can also make glutinous rice balls. Meat. I heard it when I eavesdropped on them. Why do I eat delicacies from mountains and seas that are not delicious?"

"Sister Wan, talk, do you want to eat?"

Wan Zhen'er has been looking at him and smiling: "I want to eat. Tomorrow Muxiu, let's go out and find such dumplings to eat?"

Zhu Jianshen thought carefully for a while: "There is no such dumpling on the menu in the restaurant, um, would your mother know how to make it?" Although the best way is to find Yu Qian's wife and ask her to make it, that's what I want the most. food.But it is too shameful for the emperor to take the empress to the widow's house to ask for dumplings. It will leave a name in the history of being stupid and rude.

The point is not that you can't go to the widow's house to eat dumplings, but that the emperor wants to eat the kind of dumplings that Mrs. Yu personally made for Yu Qian. The second-rank wife and Mrs. Taifu personally cook for the emperor... The chef is cheap Ji... This is very contemptuous and rude.

Zhu Jian swallowed deeply, and the more he thought about it, the hungrier he became, and the more he was hungry, the more he thought: "Master Yu said the dumplings in a gentle and smiling tone today, very satisfied, and it sounds very delicious! He even looked at my imperial meal." If not, I just like the dumplings made by my wife.”

In fact, it is the aroma of 50-year-old dog food!

Wan Zhen'er really wanted to sleep: "Jian Shen, how about I make it for you? Maybe the point is not what the dumpling is filled with, but who will make it."

Zhu Jianshen felt suddenly enlightened! "Okay, prepare it for me tomorrow morning, thank you sister."

He closed his eyes, tilted his head, (.-ω-)zzz

Wan Zhen'er couldn't fall asleep at all, and in a daze, she slapped herself in her heart: Let your mouth be cheap, let your mouth be cheap, your cooking skills are limited to porridge and soup!Making dumplings is such a difficult task... I can't knead noodles, I can't chop stuffing, I can't make dumplings!Damn!

She thought for a while on the bed, listening to the little fat man beside her snoring happily and babbling.

Mai Mai, who was on guard at night, listened quietly to what the imperial concubine had to say, and sat up wittily: "Your Majesty, what orders do you have?"

Wan Zhener propped herself up on the bed with one hand, a kite turned over, rolled over the emperor from the inside of the bed, and landed directly on the ground.

Mai Mai trembled in fright: Niangniang is too unsteady!

Wan Zhen'er walked over quickly: "Go and wake up the cook, and say that the emperor wants to eat dumplings tomorrow morning, leeks, eggs, and dried shrimps, and I will make them...Let them prepare everything that should be prepared, um, don't give it to me." The stuffing is seasoned, they don't make it interesting."

Mai Mai took the order: "Yes, remember, let's talk about it now. Madam, don't turn back, it's scary."

Wan Zhen'er smiled and waved her hand, she was not going to turn back, not to mention that the quilt was slippery and easy to fall, even if she didn't fall, a thump on the bed would wake the emperor up.

In the early morning of the next day, Wan Zhen'er woke up very early, and the emperor probably slept for another hour.

There is already a piece of kneaded dough in the kitchen. The leeks are finely chopped, the green onions are finely chopped, the eggs are ready, and the dried shrimps are washed with water to remove the salt.

The four cooks saluted together: "Good luck, lady! Everything is ready."

"What's your order?"

Wan Zhen'er stared blankly at the raw materials in the bowl, as well as the seasoning beside the stove... To be honest, this was the first time she stepped into the small kitchen.

The small kitchen in the Chengqian Palace has only one stove, and the imperial dining room is responsible for the official meals of the emperor and concubine. It is only used for cooking some soup, steaming an egg custard, and making dried noodles at night.But all seasonings and cooking utensils are complete.

Wan Zhen'er thought seriously for a while: "How do you make this kind of dumplings?"

"If you go back to your mother, set up an oil pan and sauté chopped green onion and shrimp skin until fragrant. Break the eggs into the pan, fry until cooked, add leeks, sprinkle salt, and it's ready to wrap."

Concubine Wan Gui nodded: "Fry it, who will fry it?"

The cooks know that the lady doesn't know how to cook, and even if she knows how to cook, she can't do it. When cooking, the oil splashes, it hurts, and it's easy to hurt her face.

"Yes, ma'am."

Concubine Wan Gui said again: "I'll spread the salt."

The cooks got a little nervous: "Yes."

Scoop out a spoonful of sesame oil from the pot, put it in the pot, and throw in the scallions to fry. When the fried scallions spread freely, throw in a small finger-sized shrimp ball and stir-fry.Someone nearby had already cracked four eggs, handed them over, threw the egg liquid into the pot, and continued madly.

Someone nearby estimated the amount of salt, put it in a small dish, and handed it to the imperial concubine: "My lady, please, the salt is about the same."

Concubine Wan Gui glanced at her approvingly, put her left arm around her sleeve, stretched her right hand to the top of the pot, threw the salt into it, and it was done! "It smells so good."

"Fry it, turn off the fire."

The girl who was making the fire immediately lifted the pottery door and closed the stove.The fire gradually weakened due to the lack of oxygen, but with the little air entering through the gap, the fire in the stove can be guaranteed to burn slowly and steadily. When the door is opened when using the fire, it will start burning with a breath.

Wan Zhen'er looked left and right, stretched out her hand and said, "Chopsticks."

"Your Majesty, do you want to taste it? Be careful it's hot."

The cook who was cooking quickly took a small plate and filled a shovel for the imperial concubine.

Wan Zhen'er took a bite and frowned: "It tastes good, but it's salty."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, it will be fine if you add leeks later."

"Hmm..." Wan Zhen'er asked, "Do you only put salt? It's not bad to be so refreshing. The dumplings made by the imperial dining room all have the same taste."

The cooks were overjoyed and spared no effort to smear the imperial dining room: "The imperial dining room is particular about cooking, but it is too particular."

"Isn't it? They are crazy about making dumplings and stuffing. They put all the seasonings, five-spice powder, pepper, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, oyster sauce, fish sauce, broth, and sesame oil and lard. Put onions and add more ginger in winter, once you put these seasonings, you can’t taste the taste of meat or vegetables.”

"Mediocre, old-fashioned."

"I only care about being safe and not making mistakes, and I don't care about the preferences of the empress and the emperor."

"They were afraid that the emperor would be angry if he was hungry and waited for the meal. No matter what dishes were cooked, they put them in the steamer to keep warm."

In the final analysis, mother is hungry and waiting for mother, you only need to call us!

Wan Zhen'er listened lazily, not quite clear about how much seasoning was put in the imperial dining room, but the fact that their stir-fried dishes were always stewed was uncomfortable.Put the chopped leeks in the stuffing, and it's time for the chef to roll out the skins.

These four cooks each have their own skills, one is better than Baian, whether it is steamed buns, dumplings or noodles, and steamed buns, and the other is good at Hongan, with excellent knife skills, and can cut meat into thin slices. Si, one is good at frying and cooking, and the other is good at cooking soup.

The cook rolled the dough carefully, and taught Concubine Wan Gui how to make dumplings.

The dumpling wrappers are just that big, and the spoon for filling is not too big, everything is in a controllable state.

Wan Zhen'er slowly made more than a dozen dumplings that were crooked, fat and thin. Compared with the big dumplings that were neatly made by the cook next to her, each one could stand up and sit firmly, the result of her own making was also similar. Too lazy.

The cooks peeped at her, and the imperial concubine's face sank like water, and she couldn't tell whether she was angry or not, or what her mood was.

I was afraid that she would get angry if she was bored, so I hurried over to help and wrapped everything like flying.

Concubine Wan Gui clapped her hands and patted the flour on her sleeves: "It's cooking now." It's been a long time, the emperor should get up.

The cooks were worried that the emperor hadn't woken up yet, and the dumplings would not taste good after a long time, so they didn't dare to say anything more: "Yes, ma'am."

Back in the bedroom of Chengqian Palace, the emperor was still sleeping soundly with his head covered in the pitch-black room.

The quilt wrapped his head inside, but a pair of calves were exposed. If it weren't for the slit on the side of the quilt, it would have been really stuffy.

Wan Zhen'er stepped forward gently, reached out to lift the quilt covering his head, if he woke up, he would wake up, if he didn't wake up, don't sleep with his head covered.

Before the quilt was lifted, the emperor suddenly stretched out his arms, hugged her full, and dragged her down on the bed.

Wan Zhen'er smiled and lay on the quilt: "You're awake!"

Zhu Jianshen's eyes widened: "Why are you?"

This is too much information.

Mai, Xiaosu, and Xiaoli next to her were about to faint.

Concubine Wan Gui's face darkened little by little: "Who does the Emperor think?"

Seeing her fury, Zhu Jianshen panicked, and said with a dry smile, "I was joking with you, sister Wan, really, don't be angry, I'm just teasing you." Wan Zhen'er wanted to get up angrily, but he forced her Hugging and struggling to break free, when the two sides were struggling with the quilt, the little black fat man turned over vigorously and pressed her under him.

The state of the two of them is like an Oreo, and the quilt is the sandwich in the middle.

Wan Zhen'er was so angry that she struggled and shouted: "Let go! Who do you fancy, make her your empress, don't always tell people that I'm jealous and intolerable!"

Her tone sounded like she was about to raise a knife and cut someone down.

All the women in the room under the age of 30, including the nanny, knelt down.

Zhu Jianshen was both cowardly and somewhat pleased, and said: "There is no one else, so don't be overwhelmed. I hugged you when I watched you come in from the corner of the quilt. Don't be angry, ouch, let me tease you, I will never dare again. "

Wan Zhen'er gritted her teeth: "You cover your face, how do you know it's me. Your Majesty, do you think I'm easy to deceive?"

Zhu Jianshen continued to press her hard, and his whole body stretched into a big character lying on it: "You can tell it's you just by looking at the clothes!"

It seems reasonable.

Wan Zhen'er calmed down a little, and thought about it carefully, but she didn't think about it, she was just angry, but the emperor was not so lustful that he would molested the maid in Chengqian Palace. "Hmph! I got up early in the morning to make dumplings for you, and you just played me like this."

The little black fat man pouted and kissed her: "Yes, yes, I also think it's too much."

Actually, it's okay, since you're so angry, it's too much.

The palace people wiped off their sweat, and tremblingly stepped forward to explain: "The emperor just woke up for a while, and ordered us to be told to be a joke with the empress."

Wan Zhen'er glared at them, then pushed the emperor, "Go down."

The little black fat man lay on the quilt like a fat seal, pressing her down: "Don't be angry..."

"Believe me, I'm going to be crushed to death, get down quickly."

Zhu Jianshen rolled down, got up awkwardly, washed and dressed, and then ate a big meal.

Desperately praised: "Aifei is so virtuous!"

“Delicious!”

"Yi Ya is alive!"

"Before the case of Suyitai, skillful hands compete with heavenly craftsmanship. Snowflakes are flying, and the bright moon appears in the sky."

"I will write you a poem "Ode to Dumplings", okay?"

The dumplings tasted delicious and refreshing, but he boasted so hard to please her.

Wan Zhen'er turned from anger to joy, and tugged at his sleeve: "Don't scare me in the future, I thought you were empathizing with someone else."

This dumpling is really delicious, and the color looks good, it’s good without dark soy sauce!

Bengong's cooking skills are good!

……

Go out of the palace, listen to storytelling, watch a play, and go to the mansion of Prince Yi to watch the excitement.

Wan Zhen'er was taking off her clothes, planning to wear the royal blue jacquard satin she usually wears when going out.

Zhu Jianshen yelled, "Wait a minute!"

Wan Zhen'er was startled and turned to look at him.

Before he could speak, Dabao had already protested: "Wow wow wow wow" scared the baby!

"Hey, don't be afraid, don't be afraid~"

"Don't cry, baby, dad didn't want to scare you...you are too timid." Zhu Jianshen said that it was not my fault.

Wan Zhen'er carried her son over and said, "Children's hearts are tender, their souls are not yet stable, and they are easy to be scared. Just grow up." You didn't dare to sleep alone when you were young! "Why do you tell me to wait? Are you not going out today?"

Zhu Jianshen, who was wearing stone blue dark flowers when he got up in the morning, was lazily sitting on the beauty's couch, savoring the taste of dumplings: "I have prepared something else for you. Come here, bring it in."

A tray was brought in. On the tray was a bright red dress, with aggressive patterns and rich colors, a little too extroverted. When someone picked it up and displayed it, it was discovered that it was a flying fish suit that could only be worn by a royal gift.Jinyiwei has its own uniform, which can only be worn by those who have been praised by the emperor or whose names have been reported to the emperor by their superiors.

The book implies that the cost of flying fish suits is quite high, as a uniform it cannot show the distinction between superiority and inferiority, and it costs too much money.

Wan Zhen'er was a little surprised: "Let me wear this dress?"

Zhu Jianshen pinched the stubble on his chin: "That's right, I usually wear this dress when I go out, so as not to be bumped into by people who don't open my eyes like last time." He reached out and hugged his son, and put it on his stomach, carelessly He patted his butt: "Hurry up and change clothes." Wow, my son's butt is so soft, it's like a big steamed bun just out of the pan, oh, it's softer than a big steamed bun, it's so cute!

"That's right, the clothes are really nice."

Zhu Jianshen grinned and slandered: Superficial, really superficial, these clothes are synonymous with power!He also said: "After killing Menda, the commander of Jinyiwei was Yuan Bin, and I asked him to bring the waist badge, so he had to make a full set of fakes."

"Uh-huh."

Zhu Jianshen also popularized the history by the way: "During the reign of Youmiao, the commander of Jinyiwei was Ma Shun, the one who was beaten to death by the officials in the hall."

Wan Zhen'er clicked her tongue: "Ma Shun's ability is so useless?"

"Hehe, the life and death of the first emperor is uncertain, and he was discouraged without a backer." Zhu Jianshen continued, "The person who will succeed the commander is Zhu Ji, who is Yu Qian's son-in-law. Yu Taifu chose him as his son-in-law because of his character. Pure kindness, fairness, uprightness and courage. Zhu Ji cleaned up the mess left by Ma Shun, rectified discipline, punished those who violated laws and regulations, and selected honest and honest people into Jinyiwei. He also reformed the too cruel instruments of torture in the "imperial prison". "

Wan Zhen'er nodded approvingly: "This is really rare. Since the establishment of commanders, there have been very few commanders who can be honest and honest without favoritism."

She also read the history of this dynasty, the first commander turned the Hu Weiyong case into a "rebellion", blood flowed into rivers and tens of thousands of people, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty were finished, Li Shanchang was copied and beheaded by all the families, and finally the commander was beheaded.The second commander killed Lan Yu, peeled off the skin of daylilies, implicated 5000 people, and was finally beheaded.The third command envoy dragged Xie Jin, the chief minister of the cabinet, into the snow after getting drunk, and froze to death, and was finally beaten to death.

This is really a position that is very dangerous to others and to yourself.

Although most of the things were done in anticipation of the emperor's will, the emperor did not admit it!

It is implied in the book: In the first year of Chenghua, Zhu Jianshen issued an edict to Xie Jin to rehabilitate Zhaoxue, restore his official position, and bestow the posthumous posthumous title of Wenyi on the imperial council.

Zhu Jianshen nodded: "Yes, loyal ministers and good generals are really rare. Although no one is perfect, they have too many problems." Ability, those people who live a simple and simple life are really crazy about cultivating immortals and rejecting too busy official positions!Straight mother thief, what do I support you for!

To put it simply, the day after tomorrow is the Duanyang Festival, and now the whole city is actively preparing for the festival.

There are several traditional items in the Duanyang Festival: eating zongzi, eating Wudu cakes, drinking realgar wine, and racing dragon boats.

Now a new item has been added, watching King Tan marry a wife.

No matter where you go, you can hear people talking about the good fortune of Princess Tan, and some people say that the way Prince Tan chooses his concubine is more romantic than the picture book.

"Sell books, sell books! Do you want the newly released book!"

"New book, good book, Exile's latest masterpiece "Kite Mistake"!"

"Look, take a look, take a look, Mr. Tianyi's new work "A Thread of Love", the first print of [-] copies!"

"Sugar Rabbit Lady's masterpiece "The Lost Paper Kite"! Exclusive debut!"

Zhu Jianshen heard the boys from the three bookstores standing at the door yelling, and it was the first time he heard the bookstores yelling to sell books.Immediately pulled Wan Zhen'er: "Go, go and have a look."

When the book sellers and buyers saw Mr. Jin Yiwei approaching, they couldn't help but secretly fear, they all lowered their voices, and those who wanted to come turned the corner and left.

Wan Zhen'er picked up two notebooks at random: "How much?"

"No money, honor your lord, please correct me."

Zhu Jian covered his mouth deeply and laughed happily.I don't know why, but it's such a pleasure to take a small advantage!

Wan Zhen'er picked up two qian qian from her purse and threw it on the stall, dragged the emperor and walked away with several servants.I went to buy the books of Mr. Dafeng and Mr. Feitian again, but I saw Zhu Jianshen holding the two books and reading them with a smile on his face.

Those who dare to say the title of the book are romance novels, and those who dare not say the title are pornographic/love novels. In the beginning of Chapter 1, it is written that King Shou lost a kite. Chapter 2 was very bang, and it was not happy to be included in the palace, and his cousin who was deeply in love with him.But my cousin is a lady of every family, so she couldn't flirt with her cousin, so she flew a kite in the back garden all day long, but was slapped by a boy in the back garden.

Very immoral, very unreasonable and illegal, but it looks cool, and there are pictures.

After buying all the books, Wan Zhen'er ate two zongzi as snacks, and when the emperor finished reading, they rode to Prince Tan's mansion together.

"Huh!"

"Hey!" The two emperors and queens expressed their shock at the grand occasion in front of Prince Tan's mansion. The alleys were crowded with the fragrant chariots of countless women's relatives, the road in front of the mansion was full of young servants running around flying kites, and some The kites got entangled and fell to the ground together and fought.

Zhu Jian lay on her shoulder with a deep smile, almost passed out, laughed for a long time, then stretched out his hand to poke: "Sister Wan, go up!"

Wan Zhen'er nodded, and adjusted her mentality. Well, she was very angry when she thought of what happened this morning. She lowered her face and walked through the crowd without anger. He said fiercely, "Open the door!"

The two doors froze for a moment, and quickly opened the door to let 'him' in.

Zhu Jianshen went to the main hall to play with his younger brother in a familiar way. He had a plan and was going to ask him what he was going to do with his marriage.

I saw that Prince Ying's mansion was very clean, even though he was preparing for the wedding and was wearing red and hanging colors, it still exuded a quiet and elegant atmosphere.

The trees at the entrance of the main hall are lush with branches and leaves, and there are many flower pots on the front and back of the screen wall, surrounded by green pines and cypresses, surrounded by fairy spirit.

When the curtain of the main hall was raised, an old man wearing a flying fish suit came out, and was meeting Wan Zhen'er face to face.

Wan Zhen'er was startled, this is Li Gui meeting Li Kui, ah!no!My clothes and badges are real.

The old man was Yuan Bin. He was also startled, and then he was furious: "Who dares to pretend to be Jin Yiwei, who is right or left!"

I know everyone who is qualified to wear a flying fish suit, but I've never seen you!Maybe I've seen it once, but I can't remember.The dandies in the capital act recklessly, dare to make their own flying fish suits, and wear them on the streets to flaunt and ruin their reputation. This old man is strictly controlling this kind of behavior, how dare you bump into me!

"Don't mess around!" Wan Zhen'er dodged to the side like flying, circled half a circle, and hid behind the emperor.

Zhu Jianshen also reacted, raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "Yuan Bin! Do you recognize me!"

Yuan Bin was stunned, and randomly remembered the waist card that the emperor asked him for yesterday, and then remembered that the one wearing the flying fish suit should be the empress... The imperial concubine is too tall and strong... You look too much like a man !Very embarrassed, his 'arrogance' disappeared, and he stepped forward and cupped his hands: "My minister Yuan Bin kowtows to the emperor, and kowtows to the imperial concubine."

Zhu Jian couldn't do it with a deep smile, and stretched out his hand to help him: "There's no need to be polite, Aiqing is dedicated to her duties, serious and careful, and I'm so relieved." Turning her head, she said, "Hahaha, you also sometimes hide behind me hahahaha"

Yuan Bin expressed his embarrassment, he followed behind the emperor, he wanted to apologize to the imperial concubine, but he felt that he had done nothing wrong, if he didn't apologize, he was afraid that she would hold a grudge.

Zhu Jian smiled deeply at Wan Zhen'er for a few words, and then asked: "What is Aiqing doing here, Jin Yiwei is required to handle Ji's marriage?"

Yuan Bin said: "The women outside the palace are all trying to drop their kites into the palace, so as to form a bond with the king. The prince invited me to discuss how to deal with it."