When they arrived at the Qiankun Hall, Fu Bao flew out and rubbed Yuan Qingling's feet vigorously, which was called enthusiasm.
Yuan Qingling picked her up and said, "Oh my God, Fubao, what have you eaten recently?
He’s as fat as a fat ball.”
Fu Bao's ears were perked up, he was very alert, and he barked randomly. What's going on?
Don’t you want to feed me some food?
Yuan Qing was so happy that he hugged him and went into the palace to pay homage to the Supreme Emperor.
The three giants of the Northern Tang Dynasty were sitting very calmly on the Grand Master's chair. Seeing the arrival of the Prince and his wife, their faces showed expressions of anticipation. When Yuan Qingling sent someone to notify them, he said that he had brought rare tobacco and alcohol from Dazhou.
, this is their favorite.
It had been a while since I had seen the Emperor, and the Emperor had become more mellow and looked good, which showed that he had lived a good life. After seeing the ceremony, Yu Wenhao began to pour out the drinks, mostly tobacco, wine and tea.
The Emperor picked up a box of cigars and said, "Is this cigarette?"
Oh, this box is really exquisite. Is it made of iron?
There is a word on it, but it is written incorrectly. Is smoking harmful to health?
Bah, the words are all spelled wrong, so this doesn’t make sense.”
As he said this, he took a whiff and his whole body couldn't help but tremble. He had said he would quit smoking before, but after Yuan Qingling left, he had to blow a few puffs at the door every day to feel comfortable.
"Yes, cigars, relatively strong, one puff lasts a day."
Yuan Qingling took it over, took out three sticks, gave one to each of the three big men, took out a box of matches, and lit them on the spot for the three of them.
The Supreme Emperor became anxious when he saw it, "Hey, why are you ordering so quickly?"
Where is Gu's tobacco pouch? Get it quickly, don't let it go to waste."
"No need for a pipe, just smoke like this, put it on your lips and take a puff."
Yuan Qing Lingdao.
The Supreme Emperor hesitated for a moment, "Just suck it like this?"
"right!"
The three of them looked at each other, but they had never seen anyone smoking like this before. But you have to try new things, and Da Zhou’s products are always quite strange.
The Supreme Emperor took a puff first. The cigar was indeed very strong. He almost choked when he took one breath.
"Okay, good stuff!"
He was immediately overjoyed, which was called a compliment.
"You can only take two puffs at a time, and you can only take one puff a day."
Yuan Qingling warned.
The Emperor hurriedly took another puff, then asked the waiter to cut it off carefully and put it back into the box as if it were a treasure. Then he said to Xiaoyao Gong and Chu Shoufu: "Each of you has a box, and I took out one of the lonely ones.
I have to get one back from your side."
Chu Shoufu felt it was very amazing and looked at Xiaoyao Gong with a look of enjoyment on his face, "How is it?"
Is it strong?
You really can’t smoke too much, you’ll feel dizzy.”
Yuan Qingling opened a bottle of red wine and poured some of it each. When they were young, they all drank strong wine. Now that they are old, they gradually drink milder aged wine, so the red wine still tastes very good.
We got together and talked about some interesting things about the Great Zhou Dynasty. In fact, there were no interesting things at all. We didn’t even know much about what we had seen and heard. They were basically just hearsay. However, it was able to frighten the three giants who had not traveled far for a long time.
Yu Wenhao drank a few sips of red wine and said excitedly: "There are some carriages in Dazhou that can travel without horse-drawn carriages."
Xiaoyao Gong sneered, "We also have it in the Northern Tang Dynasty. Instead of horses, we can use oxen."
"No, there is nothing. Just sit on it and it will go by itself."
Yu Wenhao said.
The three of them all expressed disbelief. This was absolutely impossible, unless it was a ghost pulling the cart. Of course, this situation was not impossible to happen. After all, there had been reports of Yin soldiers in Da Zhou. Yu Wenhao argued with them and said that it had nothing to do with ghosts, but
They are very firm in what they believe in, and it is impossible for Yu Wenhao to convince the three of them.
After drinking some wine, Yuan Qingling helped the Supreme Emperor go out for a walk, and asked Yu Wenhao and Xiaoyao Gong Chu Shoufu to continue talking about dreamy events that came from the Zhou Dynasty but actually came from modern times, and they argued until their faces were red and their ears were red.
The wind in the courtyard of the palace was a bit strong, so Yuan Qingling asked someone to bring him an extra cloak, wrap him tightly, and stuff a small hand-warming stove inside.
The Emperor was very annoyed, "I'm not that weak."
"It's cold, so it's better to wear more clothes."
Yuan Qingling held his arm, and the Emperor tried to push her away several times, but she had no choice but to accompany her with a frown on his face.
"Is Mr. Chang's condition still stable?
I turned back to see him."
Yuan Qing Lingdao.
"It's still the same. It's normal to eat and drink. I'm just a little lazy lately and don't like to move without supervision."
"That won't work. You have to make him move."
Yuan Qingling frowned and said.
The Supreme Emperor's eyes darkened, "It's because he's getting older after all."
"He is a martial arts practitioner. He has a good foundation and will recover after practicing. He will have to accompany you until ninety-nine."
The Supreme Emperor laughed and said, "I don't look forward to ninety-nine. As long as I can live for another seven or eight years and watch my children grow older, I will be satisfied."
"Then God forbids it."
Yuan Qingling said with a smile.
The two of them entered the pavilion. Yuan Qingling was afraid of the strong wind, so he closed the curtain and asked someone to set up a stove to drive away the cold air.
"How are you and Lao Wu?"
The Supreme Emperor looked at her with a hint of kindness in his eyes.
Yuan Qingling complained, "No, we even had a quarrel when we returned to Beijing."
"It's fun to quarrel. If the quarrel gets too loud, what's the use of the charioteer stick I gave you?"
Don't make him too arrogant."
The Supreme Emperor frowned, obviously not helping his grandson.
Yuan Qingling said with a smile: "It's so noisy that we have to divide the children."
"What kind of children?
If he wants to get out, he can get out, the child cannot be given to him."
The Supreme Emperor hummed.
Yuan Qing said hurriedly: "Yes, that's what I think."
The Supreme Emperor looked at her and said, "It's okay to argue, but you can't say hurtful words. You won't be allowed to say anything about dividing the children anymore."
"I know, I've learned a lesson this time and won't tell you again."
Yuan Qingling deliberately told him about the quarrel, not to complain, but because the Emperor liked it. He wanted to hear some emotional things, like ordinary people's children and grandchildren complaining to the elderly, talking about their days, anyway, everyone
The trivial details of growing firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea only smell like fireworks when listening to him.
Of course, the things you tell him must also be resolved. If you are still quarreling, it will be difficult to tell him.
The Supreme Emperor really liked hearing this. Yuan Qingling also talked about some things about the children. For example, the children are now at the fourth master's house and do not want to come back. When the Supreme Emperor heard this, he laughed and said, "Children always like to play around in different houses.
The rice is fragrant, it doesn’t matter, Lengsi can protect them, so stay here if you like."
"No, I can save some money on rice."
Yuan Qingling said with a smile.
When the Supreme Emperor heard this, he thought it was a trick and stared, "Don't say you are poor, there isn't much money for you here."
Yuan Qing smiled and said: "In your mind, am I the kind of unfilial person who always wants to take advantage of his elders?"
"You're not, but Lao Wu is. Lao Wu used to come here alone, how many hints did he have, overtly or covertly?"
The Supreme Emperor's Way.
Yuan Qing Ling couldn't even laugh or cry, "What's wrong with him?