Fang Jun's scalp was a little numb. He watched His Majesty Li Er's expression change from anger to calmness, and then he sat down at the table with a majestic look and subconsciously looked at Li Junxian.
Why is Your Majesty here?
Li Junxian frowned, put his hand on the handle of the sword at his waist, squeezed it hard, then turned around and stood at the door.
Fang Jun blinked, what does this mean?
Could it be that this emperor wants to kill me?
Cold sweat fell down in a flash...
Going to see Princess Changle again, Her Highness recovered quickly enough. The look of embarrassment just now had been suppressed. There was no trace of panic on her pretty face. She lowered her head slightly and turned around obediently to sit next to His Majesty Li Er.
Next to it, I added a steamed bun and placed it on the plate in front of His Majesty Li Er.
It seems that he was influenced by Princess Changle, and Fang Jun's heart was a little relieved. After thinking about it carefully, he didn't have to be so hasty. Isn't it just a meal? He didn't do anything inappropriate for children.
What's there to be afraid of?
He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, raised the corners of his mouth, showed a smile that he thought was very friendly, took two steps forward, bowed slightly, and said flatteringly: "Your Majesty is really in good spirits.
Like the slanting wind and drizzle, the white dragon fish wears clothes, understands the people's sentiments and enjoys the people's happiness, which is the legacy of the ancient sages."
Unexpectedly, the horse slapped the horse's leg. His Majesty Li Er didn't even look at him. He took a bite of the bun and said while chewing: "Get aside, I don't want to talk to you bastard!"
Princess Changle lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, saying nothing.
Fang Jun chuckled, took a step back, and saw the boss coming in with a wooden tray. On the tray were three bowls of tofu, and a bowl of marinade made from fungus, mushrooms and other condiments. He quickly stepped forward to take it and handed the boss
After sending it out, he placed the tray on the table, gently placed a bowl of tofu puffs in front of His Majesty Li Er, and said with an apologetic smile: "Please use it, Your Majesty."
Li Junxian at the door cursed in his heart: This idiot is looking for death if he doesn't move further away from his writing?!
Fortunately, His Majesty Li Er was very restrained at the moment. Even though Fang Jun looked like a loser, he did not say a word or even raise his eyelids...
Princess Changle raised her eyes and glanced at Fang Jun, stretched out her jade hand to pick up the spoon in the stew bowl, revealed a bright wrist that was as bright as frost and snow, scooped out a spoonful of stew, and added it to the tofu in front of His Majesty Li Er.
Suddenly I heard His Majesty Li Er ask: "It is said that there is a way to eat tofu in the market in Chang'an now, which is tofu with icing sugar on the brain?"
Fang Jun's face trembled, but before he could speak, His Majesty Li Er said to himself: "You still have to eat salty tofu. Just eat it if it's tender and refreshing. What's that thing that's sweet and greasy?"
Fang Jun nodded, "Sweets are all heretics!"
However, if you live in the 21st century, I am afraid that these remarks have offended the largest opposition in the world. If a poll is conducted, the support rate of your emperor has dropped by half...
Princess Changle added some marinade to her bowl and said in a clear voice: "Adding icing sugar is a way of eating from the south of the Yangtze River. It's not as bad as what my father said, it's just that the customs and tastes are different. My daughter has also tried it.
It’s sweet, fresh, and has a unique flavor.”
His Majesty Li Er glanced at his daughter, shook his head slightly, picked up a spoon, took a mouthful of tofu, put it into his mouth, chewed it, and said casually: "The population in the north is heavy, and the climate is bitter and cold, making life difficult, so the food is rich in salt and oil.
, while the southerners have a warm climate, rich food, and mostly light dietary customs. Even though the tastes are diverse and each has its own merits, not everyone can tolerate it.
When you eat it, it seems to be pretty good, but when you eat it, you find that it may not suit your taste. Sometimes it is okay, and even if it tastes bad, you can barely swallow it. But sometimes, it is not suitable for you.
Eating it in your mouth is enough to make you sick...so, it’s better not to taste food that is not suitable for you.”
Princess Changle's slender hand holding the spoon paused slightly, then lowered her head, took a mouthful of tofu porridge, put it into her mouth and chewed it slowly.
Fang Jun rolled his eyes and realized, isn't this talking about me again?
I can't help but feel angry in my heart. It's okay to say anything else, but is it too much to say that I'm disgusting? It's hard to find a young and promising young man like me, with amazing talents, even with a lantern!
Of course, no matter how angry you are, you can only criticize in your heart, and you will never have the courage to argue in person...
The father and daughter sat next to each other. They were the most noble people in the world and enjoyed the food of the common people. However, they did not dislike being picky in the slightest. They did not speak, but they ate very sweetly. It was as if they were still eating delicacies in the palace. Delicious food from mountains and seas, without any discomfort.
Fang Junze was the most embarrassed. He stood aside obediently and felt uneasy, wondering how His Majesty Li Er was going to punish him. After all, this behavior of dragging Princess Changle here was no different from a "tryst" strictly speaking. , although this emperor was sometimes strict, he always tried his best to be considerate and tolerant towards his children, especially the two princesses Changle and Jinyang, who were simply the pet peeves of His Majesty Li Er, never mind punishing them. He couldn't even bear to say a harsh word, and all his anger could only be poured out on him.
To be spanked or to be whipped, that is the question...
His Majesty Li Er put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, looked at Princess Changle who only ate a few mouthfuls and then stopped eating, and said warmly: "Why don't you eat more? Although these foods are not as exquisite as those made by the imperial chef in the palace. , but it has a different flavor. You have lost a lot of weight recently, and your chin is getting more and more pointed. After all, you are not a real monk. You still need to eat more meat to make up for it. As the weather turns cooler, don’t get it. It’s better if the wind is cold.”
"Here!"
Princess Changle responded obediently but didn't say much.
His Majesty Li Er clicked his tongue and felt very embarrassed. He always felt guilty for this daughter and was reluctant to say harsh words. It was even more impossible to reprimand him, so he had to say: "If nothing happens, go back to the palace first." , Xiao Yao’s wedding is approaching, and although all matters are handled by the palace and Zongzheng Temple, you, as the elder sister, will help with the arrangements. Your mother passed away early, and the remaining brothers and sisters should support each other and get closer to each other. "
"My daughter can save it." Princess Changle glanced at Fang Jun, hesitated, then stood up and said, "Then my daughter will go back to the palace right now, and my father will also go back early, so as not to worry my daughter."
His Majesty Li Er nodded, laughed, and said: "This Chang'an City is at the foot of the Emperor, an important place in the capital. If there are still people here who want to assassinate the king and kill me, then I, the emperor, will really fail. Don't worry, for Father just wanders around at will and will go back later."
"Um."
Princess Changle responded, stood up Yingying, walked out of the door, got into the carriage surrounded by maids, and drove towards the palace.
Inside the small store, the atmosphere became increasingly depressing.
Seeing His Majesty Li Er stand up, Fang Jun was slightly relieved. It seemed that His Majesty still cared about Chang Le's face, so the matter was probably going to be dropped. However, His Majesty Li Er just stood up and stretched. , Sitting down again, he said to Li Junxian at the door: "Go and get the tea leaves from the carriage and make a pot of tea."
Li Junxian said: "Here!"
I quickly trotted through the wind and rain, got on the carriage, and went to the stove to make tea. I even had a small bucket of mountain spring water that I had prepared when I left the palace. When I entered the store, I boiled water and made tea.
His Majesty Li Er said nothing, sitting at the table and looking up at the long street outside the window where the rain was pouring.
Some diners wanted to eat in the restaurant, but were chased away by the "Hundred Riders" at the door. Anyone who hangs around here is well-informed. One look at the expressions and demeanor of these "Hundred Riders", and they know that they must be relatives.
Don't dare to provoke other people's personal soldiers, so leave quickly.
Under the guard of "Hundred Horses", the boss and his wife did not dare to move around at will. They could only sit next to the iron stove in front of the door, not even daring to raise their heads. They looked worried and frightened, for fear that His Majesty the Emperor in the store would be slightly displeased.
Disaster is imminent...
Fang Jun was also furious.
To be honest, he respected His Majesty Li Er more than he feared him, and he always dared to quarrel with the emperor. Even if he knew he would be punished, he was not afraid, because he knew His Majesty Li Er's bottom line and would never let his ministers quarrel with him.
If he disagrees, he will kill him ruthlessly, playing the trick of "whoever goes against me will perish".
Emperors in ancient times said that His Majesty Li Er had good and bad character, high and low achievements, but if we only talk about his magnanimity and magnanimity, only a handful of them could surpass him.
However, today is a special event. When a father suspects that his son-in-law is hooking up with another daughter...well, any broken legs are minor.
Fang Jun couldn't help but look at the miserable wind and rain outside the window, and sighed in his heart: Why are you so unlucky?