On November 22nd, the lanterns were lit for the first time.
There was a heavy snowfall last night. At this time, the snow has not yet melted, but a blazing bonfire was lit in the small pavilion in the yard of Cangsongyuan.
Since everyone was going to play here for two or three days, of course they wouldn't enjoy themselves so quickly, so Lin Zhao arranged for them to have a barbecue in the garden.
Although they are all young men and women, they all followed the drinking rules last night, so there should be no restraint between them.
But no matter how you say it, there are differences between men and women.
When it comes to men and women sitting at the same table, once is enough.
So the men lived on deer and venison in Cangsongyuan.
The girls were roasting venison at the Danju Garden next door.
There are maids and women taking care of both sides, and there are followers, guards and hidden soldiers in various courtyards, so there won't be any problems.
Let’s talk about Lin Zhao personally grilling a tender and plump elk in Cangsong Garden.
Originally, Feng Ziying rolled up her sleeves and fiddled with them a few times.
But the style of the young master from his aristocratic family is more about having fun, and there is nothing serious about it. The barbecued food is also unpalatable.
In order to prevent the yamen of General Shenwei's family, the Prime Minister of Shuntian, the uncle of the current dynasty, and the Imperial Guard from being poisoned to death, Lin Zhao decided to take action himself.
So he pushed Feng Ziying away and sat on it himself.
This grilled deer meat skewers is quite comfortable to make by yourself.
Sun Shaozong said nothing, standing next to Lin Zhao and watching him operate. He was slightly surprised when he saw that he was baking smoothly.
Although Lin Zhao's father is not a prince, his ancestors are from a noble family.
In addition, she married the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Guo.
If nothing else, wealth is indispensable.
It stands to reason that E, who was born in a wealthy family since childhood, as a master, does not need to do all the barbecue work personally, but he did not expect that he can do it in a decent manner, and he is even more skillful than the chefs in the big restaurants.
Sure enough, a capable person can do anything!
Feng Ziying was also watching, and couldn't help but feel convinced: "Brother Lin, I didn't expect you to be good at this kind of work."
Lin Zhao rolled the meat skewers while sprinkling cumin seasoning on them. As drops of golden oil rose and dripped, the aroma spread all over the courtyard.
"You will definitely learn quickly if you put your heart into everything!" Lin Zhao said confidently, and added: "When my father was still doing the noble job of the doctor of Lantai Temple, I would often barbecue at home, not only roasting venison and mushrooms
, roasted garlic, roasted lamb, other rabbits, wild boars, deer, etc., you can also try it."
After that, he put a large row of grilled meat skewers on a porcelain plate, put it on the table, and continued: "Now that I have become an official and have people under my command, I don't often do this kind of work.
I miss it quite a bit.”
That's all for others. When Baoyu heard this, he unconsciously felt like a confidant.
I used to think that Cousin Lin was a stupid person, but now it turns out that he is also a hermit who yearns to avoid the world and devotes himself to living in seclusion for fun.
By the way, it is said that the big hermit hides in the court, the middle hermit hides in the city, and the small hermit hides in the wild.
Could it be that Cousin Lin is a big hermit?
With his talents, he assisted the king at the top and cared for the people at the bottom. After the sea was clear and the river was clear, he retired and lived in seclusion in the mountains.
Thinking of this, Baoyu couldn't help but feel longing for it.
If he, Jia Baoyu, was like this, he would advance and retreat in the court as he wished, making the old ladies, masters, and wives happy. After making achievements, he would just go away, hide his merit and fame, and be at ease. Wouldn't it be wrong?
Beautiful?
Not to mention Jia Baoyu daydreaming, after Lin Zhao grilled a pair of meat skewers, he started manipulating another rack next to him.
A tender and plump elk is slowly rotating on the grill. The fragrant smell, corresponding to the cold snow scene outside, makes people more appetizing.
Speaking of which, venison is more mouth-watering than camphor meat.
Xue Pan ate a few meat skewers, then picked up a dagger, sliced a large piece off his thigh, stuck it with the knife, filled the plate with a lot of sauce, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.
One side was tight and the other side was spitting out hot air. It was easy to swallow, but he had a look of satisfaction on his face.
"This venison with dogwood is more delicious than the usual!"
Lin Zhao glanced at Xue Pan and was secretly amused.
He is from Jinling and doesn't like duck blood vermicelli soup, but he actually likes the spiciness from Sichuan and Hunan, which is quite strange.
By the way, it stands to reason that chili peppers should have been very popular since they were introduced to China in the late Ming Dynasty. Why have no wealthy nobles heard of this condiment?
Could it be that it has spread among lower-level people?
But Baoyu is different from Xue Pan.
Although he didn't use a dagger to cut it, he cut it into the most plump and tender lower abdomen. He lightly sprinkled some condiments on it and ate it very gracefully.
This is what a rich man looks like.
But this is what he calls a feast.
According to him, when he ate venison at home some time ago, he was restrained by his family and the food was not satisfying enough.
Everyone ate for a while, and since they were all men, the maids and women were driven far away, so they could talk freely.
Feng Ziying said: "Brother Lin, when I was chatting with my father a few days ago, he said that he was afraid that you wouldn't be able to stay in the position of Jinyiweidutang for a long time, and you might not even stay in the court for a long time. Even if you stay,
It's also a leisurely position. I asked in every possible way, but he reminded me of it, and I couldn't figure it out."
No wonder it's just a government office.
Without experience in officialdom, just acting wantonly among the children of aristocratic families, how could he figure out the ways of officialdom so quickly?
Therefore, the ideological gap between Feng Yanei and Shenwu General Feng Tang is only three or five times that of Sun Shaozong.
But since we are friends, let’s tell him properly.
So he simply stated that because of his excellent political performance, his father would definitely go to Beijing within a year or two, and would probably hold a powerful official position in the Sixth Ministry, and then become the prime minister and join the cabinet.
At that time, the Lin family, one old and one young, one civilized and one military, and occupying high positions, will surely be an eyesore to all the officials in the court.
It would be fine if Lin Zhao's military position was on the frontier, or he could serve as a small military attache in the capital. However, Lin Zhao served as the commander of the Jinyi Guards, with one hundred thousand elite soldiers in his hands.
There is news that in the battle of Tiewan Mountain, which was kept secret between the DPRK and the Central Government, the final decision was made by the Jinyi Guard soldiers sent by Lin Zhao, who directly became the most important weight to crush the rebels.
The emperor saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, and he would naturally express something.
Although when it comes to governing the country, the more talented people who can march and fight, the better.
However, all the relatives and friends affected the emperor's mood.
Of course, the most Lin Zhao could do was briefly describe the court practices and officialdom rules. Naturally, he would not say what the emperor thought.
But this was enough for Feng Yanei to understand.
Feng Ziying thought for a while, then nodded, then sighed and said: "Speaking of which, my elder is a powerful general, but he is too old and may not be able to do it for a few more years, so he recently asked me to become an official.
I still thought about playing for a few years and didn't care about becoming a high official. Now that I think about it, I really feel ashamed of my father's expectations."
In fact, Feng Ziying served as a small officer in the Xiaoqi Battalion under the control of her father, but he played all day long and never even went to work. He was basically a prodigal son who lived on empty pay.
Lin Zhao reached out and patted Feng Ziying on the shoulder, and said with sincerity: "As the saying goes, people who have no long-term worries must have short-term worries. If you can't rise step by step under the rules of officialdom, I'm afraid that after General Feng retires, you, Feng Yanei, will
Good days..."
Before he finished speaking, a servant suddenly came in and reported: "Uncle, Li Long, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, came to see me on a fast horse and said he had something important to report."