The little Gong'e Caibie in the East Palace has been very melancholy these days.
His Highness had clearly told her to warm the bed, but when he was all soft and weak, when he arrived in front of His Highness's bed, he was heartbroken when he asked her why he came here.
Your Highness is a big liar!
Bang!
Cai Die, who was pounding garlic, held a stick in his hand and hit it heavily in the stone trough under his hand, causing a piece of minced garlic to splash out.
Cailian, who was leading several people to work on the side, immediately looked over with confusion: "You little girl, what are you doing? You have been distracted these past few days, as if you were driven by the black and white impermanent general. All the souls have been captured."
Cai Die raised her head and looked at Cailian with resentment in her eyes. Then she let out a sigh, lowered her head and continued to pound the garlic.
At this time, a group of people hurried in from outside.
"Little ladies, have you prepared this garlic? It's still waiting to be used. Sun Baihu has already set the fire."
Cai Die, who was full of resentment in her heart, immediately threw away the stick in her hand: "Okay, okay, you all take it!"
As he said that, he pushed the stone trough out of the way.
Cai Lian glanced at Cai Die faintly, and then led a few others to put the minced garlic in their hands together and handed it to the person who came: "Ignore this girl, she has been crazy recently, you guys Hurry up and take it to the front. Don't delay His Highness. Prepare the food and send it to the front for His Majesty and the adults in the court to enjoy."
The visitor laughed, nodded, hugged the minced garlic and rushed outside.
When they arrived outside, they saw that the area that was originally the kitchen of the East Palace had been occupied by people from Zhu Yunxi's palace. The internal officials who had recently been sent here by Sun Gouer to make ice cream for the ministers of the DPRK were also occupied. All present.
The scene can be described as a ball of fire, with several huge fire tanks constantly blowing out a small amount of green smoke, and the whole yard is filled with aroma.
Countless people are busy back and forth.
In the middle position, I saw Zhu Yunxi, the current king of Huaiyou County in the Ming Dynasty, with an apron wrapped around his waist, and his hands were not free at all. He was standing in front of the fire trough with sweat on his head, busying around, turning his hands. , the action of throwing spices is non-stop.
Checking the heat from time to time, I would pick up the oil brush on the side and brush oil on the grilled meat skewers, wing tips, lamb kidneys, etc.
Today is a banquet in the palace to celebrate Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Yunxi's change of title to a county.
The nobles in the palace, starting with the old man Zhu Yuanzhang, were all present.
As for the outer dynasty, except for a few ministers and Hanlin, the only nobles in the middle school were those in the dynasty who followed the emperor in the southern and northern wars and founded the Ming Dynasty.
The stage in front has been set up.
Now that the emperor and his ministers are all here, food is naturally prepared in the palace. However, when Zhu Yunxi was summoned to the Qianqing Palace late at night last night, he said in front of the old man that he would make some food today, so naturally he would not forget this.
Look up and see that it’s getting late.
Zhu Yunxi immediately yelled: "Where's the minced garlic I want!"
The man who had just taken out the minced garlic from the house immediately delivered a basin full of minced garlic to Zhu Yunxi.
Zhu Yunxi ignored him and nodded.
Holding a basin in one hand and a knife in the other, he walked aside.
In his hand, he reached the eggplants whose skins had been burnt by the roasting. With a slight stroke of the blade, the eggplants were pulled and collapsed to both sides.
Without any other tools, Zhu Yunxi just took the knife and poured the minced garlic into the middle of the eggplant.
At this time, the sound of gongs and drums from the theater troupe could be heard in front.
Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows: "Go and send all the baked food to the front. You guys will watch the heat here and send it to me when it's ready."
As he spoke, he had already prepared dozens of eggplants in front of him, put down the pot and knife in his hands, took off his apron and walked outside.
The front hall of the East Palace.
He was almost surrounded by nobles inside and outside the palace.
Against the wall, a stage has already been set up.
Zhu Yuanzhang led his family and ministers to the left and right, and began to invite people to have drinks.
On the stage, the actors dressed in red and green clothes also played the prelude.
In the corner on one side, Zhang Zhiyuan, the flag officer of the Yulin Guard of the pro-army army and the guard of the East Palace, was clenching his hands with great ambition, pacing back and forth with a serious look on his face.
He accepted Sun Cheng’s golden beans.
He also got the third master’s land deed.
The fifth courtyard on the left of South Third Alley of Xicheng City is not only the one that Sun Cheng, the official of the Hundred Households of Yulin Guards, said will be enough to live there.
Rather, it is more than enough and extraordinarily bright and spacious.
The courtyard with front and rear entrances is true. In the front yard alone, in addition to the kitchen and miscellaneous room, there are three rooms.
There are three rooms in the main house in the rear courtyard.
There are three rooms on the left and right.
There are more than ten rooms. When Zhang Zhiyuan led his family into the courtyard for the first time, he was extremely excited and moved like a wave.
The Third Master has nothing to say about his treatment!
However, in the past few days, he had been waiting here and there, but he had never been summoned privately by the third master, let alone a word.
Is it true that Mr. San just can’t bear to see his family’s situation?
Thinking about it now, Zhang Zhiyuan still kept shaking his head. The third master must not have just wanted to give him a hand so that his family could live in that spacious yard.
But Zhang Zhiyuan was still struggling in his heart.
Although he is still just a small flag officer of the Yulin Guards, he has received the decree and military orders after all, and has arrived in the East Palace to serve as an errand beside the Second Master.
Even if he was just doing the job of guarding the way, he would always abide by the ancients' values of being loyal to the emperor despite his wealth.
But...
The third master treated him with sincerity, but the third master didn't mention it or say anything, but how could he not do something in return?
Now when I go home every day, my mother will remind him not to forget his kindness to his benefactor. I even have the money to prescribe enough medicinal materials, and he is getting better day by day.
My daughter and my daughter all have their own new houses, so I can’t say how happy they are all day long.
Even after he lay down at night, his wife, who had been with him for many years, often lamented the life of his family.
It’s different!
Zhang Zhiyuan, who was worried, stopped, lowered his head and looked at the stage that had been set up, his eyes gradually became gloomy.
Today he saw something unusual about this troupe.
But whether that was good or bad, he couldn't tell.
At this time, Sanqu was already being sung on the stage in front.
What he sang was "Liu Zhiyuan Zhugong Diao" of the Song and Jin Dynasties.
The content of the song is the story of Liu Zhiyuan, the founder of the Later Han Dynasty, who married Li Sanniang in the midst of adversity during the Five Dynasties, and joined the army to become prosperous and prosperous.
Discounting Liu Zhiyuan's deeds after becoming emperor, it does fit in with the current Emperor Hongwu and Empress Ma of the Ming Dynasty.
It’s a good song for opening celebrations.
Orioles, hawks and swallows, turn a thousand times, and the whole hall is filled with cheers.
Just at this moment, a figure flashed across Zhang Zhiyuan's sight.
It’s Mr. San!
He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, finally seeming to have made up his mind.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Zhiyuan glanced at the whole place. When he saw the second master and the princess sitting next to the prince, he felt at ease and had no worries anymore.
Hiding his figure, Zhang Zhiyuan moved forward quietly.
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