"I've heard this rumor too! Wasn't it spread like this when the late emperor was still there? I also heard that the late emperor originally wanted to make King Yan the crown prince, but in the end he changed his mind because of this rumor!
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"Oh? There's another thing? Don't we have an excellent reputation today? I heard that the late emperor loved him the most. How could he choose to make King Yan the crown prince?"
The man smiled mysteriously, "Are you ignorant about this? Do you know who King Yan's mother-in-law is? That is Concubine Mei Xian who has been doted on by the late emperor since he ascended the throne. If it weren't for the fact that his family was relatively low-income, he was just a farmer.
His background is not a problem even in Fengzhong Palace."
"Is that Concubine Mei Xian? She is the descendant of King Yan? How come I haven't heard of this!"
The man shook his head and said: "Our late emperor, how many concubines did he have in his forty-seven years of reign? The harem was replaced by a new generation and an old one. Although Concubine Mei Xian was favored since she entered the palace, she only lasted for more than ten years, and she has always been pregnant with her.
She didn't get pregnant with Long Zi, and finally she got older and finally got pregnant with great difficulty. However, after the hard work, she was gone and the baby was gone. No matter how great the love was, it disappeared with death. Later, the King of Yan adopted the name of the Queen Mother.
Next, so there are many people who don’t know that his biological mother is Concubine Mei Xian.”
"But even though Concubine Mei Xian is gone, King Yan has always been in the eyes of the late emperor since he was a child. Otherwise, it is said that the late emperor once chose him as the prince. This is not false."
"Doesn't that mean that Prince Yan almost became...that person? Now he can only be an idle prince. Do you think you are willing to do so?"
"Who knows whether you are willing or not? The late emperor has so many sons, but you see, our emperor's enthronement was smooth and smooth, without any problems. The emperor was welcomed by everyone, and the prince who was the legitimate son of the middle palace came to the throne.
, Who dares to rebel? That is something the world will not tolerate."
The man smiled and said, "The Queen Mother Qianqiu will be here soon. King Yan will definitely go back to celebrate his birthday. I wonder if the matter of marrying the princess will be mentioned again?"
More than anything else, the fact that this dignified prince has a broken sleeve is more interesting to people.
Song Qiu listened to the words, the mule cart moved faster, and when he saw that he was reaching the Changhe River, he stopped listening carefully.
I just thought that King Yan turned out to be such a King of Yan.
Don't you mean idle?
Traveling around?
Why did some bronze bird have anything to do with him, so he got so angry that he sent someone to assassinate the Crown Prince of Changshan?
This is not what an idle prince would do.
Song Qiu only believed half of it, but it was still far away from her life, so she just heard about it.
I'm just thinking about the Empress Dowager Qianqiu, and I'm afraid there are many people going to the capital to celebrate her birthday. This official road leading directly to the capital is a bit more lively, right?
Then her tavern will need to speed up.
Old Yuan was curious as to why Song Qiu went all the way to fetch so many beans. When he heard that he was paid, he felt relieved. It was inappropriate to take so many beans from his eldest brother's house for nothing.
After closing the stall in the afternoon, Song Qiu took out the Hu Dou first.
First wash it with clean water and pick out the rotten and bad ones.
Then use a large pot to stir-fry until the shell becomes mushy, then soak it in cold water immediately after taking it out of the pot.
Soak it overnight, wait until the stall opens tomorrow, drain the water, and when you have free time, the three of you will peel the peas together.
After closing the stall at night, Song Qiu steamed the peeled bean sprouts in a steamer, let them cool, and then mixed them with flour.
Finally, use sun-dried loofah capsules to spread the bottom, and evenly spread the bean paste mixed with flour layer by layer in a steamer drawer of the same size specially bought at Sun Datie's house.
Then cover it with loofah leaves or something, and put it in a sleeping room under a ventilated window.
Every day when Song Qiu came back from the stall, he would observe it until he found that there was white mold on it, so he went in and tested the temperature. When he found that it was a little hot, he used clean chopsticks to turn over the watercress layer by layer.
The agglomerated watercress is broken open by hand, then scattered, and then fermented.
Two days later, I looked again and found that the bean sprouts were covered with mold, black and green, and very unsightly.
Old Yuan took a look over and frowned, "Isn't it all moldy? Is it bad?"
Although he didn't know what he was doing with the food, after working so hard for so many days, seeing that it was moldy made Old Yuan feel very anxious.
Song Qiu smelled the smell and said with a smile: "It's not moldy, it's just like this, it's just right!"
As he spoke, he scattered the lumps one by one and let the watercress spread out one by one.
Then I packed them one by one with a dustpan and put them in the sun for a long time. Finally, I rubbed them with my hands and sifted them through a sieve to remove the mold. The fermented moldy bean paste immediately looked good.
Old Yuan took a handful and smelled it. It smelled quite fragrant. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and became curious about Song Qiu's food.
When the moldy douban was ready, Song Qiu carefully packed it in a clean cloth bag and only used it later.
And then it came to the end of July. During this period, the weather became hotter and hotter, and the autumn tigers became more numerous.
Taking advantage of this hot weather, the business of the tea shed has been booming again for ten days.
Song Qiu and others were so tired that they also lost weight.
Seeing that the peppers were all red and couldn't wait any longer, Song Qiu simply decided to close the tea shed temporarily.
Anyway, the heat was over, so there was no need to pull out ice cubes. They only sold hot tea, so it should be lighter. She took advantage of this moment to take a break and finish her important tasks first.
However, the tea shed cannot just remain empty. It would be best to plan and build a small inn while it is not open.
For this reason, Song Qiu spent an entire afternoon discussing with Liu Caigui and his son how to build it.
Liu Caigui was a carpenter. When had he ever built a house? When Song Qiu came to see him first, he was still puzzled.
Later, I heard that Song Qiu was not going to build any brick houses, but a wooden inn made of pure wood. This was his specialty.
But he has never built a house, even a wooden house needs careful consideration. For this reason, Liu Caigui made a decision and even asked his brother-in-law who specializes in building houses for people to consult him.
Later, I studied it with Song Qiu's charcoal drawings. After about three days, I went to Song Qiu and announced that work could start.
Song Qiu immediately gave Liu Caigui ten taels of silver and asked him to take full responsibility for building the inn and hiring people to chop wood and other wages.
Fortunately, Songshan belongs to his own village, and he can cut wood casually without paying any money. He just needs to hire someone to cut it.
In addition to the labor cost of building the inn, Song Qiu estimated that it would not cost much, at least it was much cheaper than building a brick house.
And it’s good-looking.
That’s why she decided to build a wooden inn in a wooden style, which is simple and not tacky.
Liu Caigui took the money and patted his chest, promising that he would make Song Qiujian look beautiful.
When it was over, he shouted in the village. People on the left and right who had no fields, no work to do, and those who had time all gathered together and went to the mountains to chop wood.
The chopped wood can be taken down the official road from Er'er Mountain and pushed back to the river, which is more convenient than going to the village.
Everyone gathered firewood with great enthusiasm, and within two days, they brought back a lot of wood. Liu Caigui saw that it was almost done, and then he called out.
Then these people helped to deal with the chopped wood, and also painted the ground and laid the foundation. It was very busy.
As for Liu Caigui and his son, they have grown up by this long river. They stay here at night and are worried about so much wood.