Ji Ling raised her hand to fumble for the cloak around her neck. Seeing that she was not moving smoothly, Yinzhen raised his hand to help her untie it, then held her hand and said softly: "Come here."
He held her hand and walked behind the curtain, and suddenly said with a smile: "Lingling, close your eyes."
Ji Ling rarely saw him like this, so she muttered in her heart and closed her eyes obediently.
Yinzhen said seriously: "You can't open your eyes halfway."
Ji Ling simply raised his hands to cover his eyes and said with a smile: "Whoever opens his eyes is a puppy!"
She heard Yinzhen in front of her seem to be instructing the little eunuchs to move something over. The thing was very heavy and paused lightly on the carpet while placing it. Several little eunuchs also panted slightly, and heard silk slipping down.
The sound was probably the cloth covering the thing being torn off.
Ji Ling was muttering something in her heart. Then she felt a heat on the back of her hand. It was Yinzhen who took her hand and took it off. Then he said: "Lingling, open your eyes."
Ji Ling opened her eyes and was immediately so surprised that she couldn't move her eyes away.
In front of him is a rather large single-fan style colored glass screen. The colored glass is glowing with a light pink color. The sunlight shines through the glass pieces, making it appear warm and crystal clear. Below it is a five-color mother-of-pearl carving, with all the joints made of marble.
Covered in brocade, it's extremely gorgeous.
What surprised her most was not the beauty of the glass, but the painting embedded in the screen. It was the portrait of mother and daughter that Lang Shining had painted for her for the third princess.
In the portrait, the third princess was nestled on her lap, with a slightly unhappy look on her little face - Ji Ling remembered clearly that when the third princess was being painted, she was frightened by the bearded Castiglione and almost
He started crying, but she finally managed to calm him down after a long time of coaxing him.
As a result, the look of the third princess was also vividly included in the painting, adding a bit of cuteness and cuteness to her, and full of interest in life, which is much more interesting than those cookie-cutter portraits.
Castiglione is indeed worthy of being a famous figure among the court painters of the Qing Dynasty.
But she remembered that she had been painting this painting for a long time, but she didn't expect that the fourth master would still keep it.
Ji Ling's heart warmed up and she said: "I almost forgot that I had such a portrait, but I didn't expect that the emperor still kept it."
Yinzhen looked at her with a smile, and said with a gentle expression: "I was painting a portrait of Lang Shining, and my original intention was to paint it and give it to you, but I couldn't find a satisfactory mounting for the moment, and the ordinary craftsmanship always felt tacky. If I hadn't seen it,
When I look at this screen, I can't think of this method."
He stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the glazed screen and said, "I will send it back to you and put it in the Nuan Pavilion. It is not only a decoration but also a partition. This one belongs to you and Xi'er. It will stay with Hongxin for a long time."
If you are older, I will ask Lang Shining to draw another picture for you mother and son."
After he finished speaking, he felt satisfied and waved his hand, asking the palace people to cover the huge glazed screen with bright yellow brocade again and carry it down.
Yinzhen went to court today. Everything went smoothly and he was in a good mood. He held Ji Ling's hand and talked leisurely, and it was already time to have dinner.
Ji Ling was left to have dinner with him.
After all, they have been together for several years and have a son and a daughter. Ji Ling is now much more relaxed than before. He was held by Yinzhen's hand and followed him out. The meal list was served, but Yinzhen himself did not
Look, he signaled Su Peisheng to hand the menu to Ji Ling first.
Su Peisheng immediately put the menu on the table in front of Ji Ling with a smile on his face, took a few steps back respectfully, and waited with his whisk in his arms.
Ji Ling picked up the bright yellow silk menu, opened it and took a few glances, and saw that most of the dishes on it were light and refreshing, but... they were also a bit too light.
This kind of Buddhism... makes people unable to eat it.
The snacks are quite good and she likes them all.
She raised her eyes slightly, glanced at the Fourth Master, and saw that the Fourth Master was also looking at her. When she raised her eyes, he raised his hand and patted the back of Ji Ling's hand, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Lingling, but
It doesn’t matter if you increase or decrease it as you wish.”
Ji Ling swallowed a mouthful of saliva and began to name the dishes.
Su Peisheng quickly pushed the eunuch who was responsible for recording in the imperial dining room next to him and came forward.
The eunuch was skilled in writing and writing, and while listening to Concubine Chen's newspaper, he wrote down it quickly.
Ji Ling originally thought that he would definitely not be able to keep up with her speed, so she even called three or four times to stop and wait for him. Who knew that the little eunuch was so talented in writing that he wrote on the rice paper.
Ji Ling took a quick look and saw that they didn't remember the names of the dishes at all, but instead drew special symbols.
She thought to herself: It's amazing. Is it possible that all the dishes in the imperial dining room have a unique set of marks to record the names of the dishes?
After a while, Ji Ling finally finished the report, closed the menu and gave it back to Su Peisheng. Su Peisheng saw that the emperor kept looking at Concubine Chen with a smile. It was obvious that he still had a lot to say. He was about to send the dim sum booklet, and then
He swallowed the words that had reached his lips and quickly chased the people down.
When the eunuch from the imperial kitchen came out of the palace, he asked him in a low voice: "Eunuch Su, the emperor hasn't seen this pastry yet. How about serving it according to today's recipe?"
Su Peisheng nodded.
The eunuch who served in the royal kitchen showed a slightly embarrassed look on his face, and said uneasily: "The emperor used almost a dozen of these yesterday, and there is nothing new today. I'm afraid that the emperor will be tired of seeing them when they are served.
"
Su Peisheng stood still holding the fly whisk, glanced at him with a half-smile, and then said in a low voice: "Confused! With Concubine Chen by your side today, how can the Emperor have such a delicious dish?"
Not long after, the eunuch in charge of the dining room came in carrying the dining table. Ji Ling glanced over and saw that there were mostly his favorite heavy-flavored dishes on the dining table. At a glance, there were Dengying beef, camphor tea duck, and Dongpo cuttlefish.
, steamed glutinous rice dumplings, peony fish fillets, eight-treasure dried shredded beef, etc., which are simply tempting.
The emperor ate at a very long and wide table. Although they were the only two dining in the palace, they had to sit apart according to the rules.
So Yinzhen simply didn't let the eunuchs set the table according to the usual rules - he only picked a medium-sized square dining table and brought it to him. The prepared meals were placed on the long table on the other side and delivered in turn like a stream of water.
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He raised his hand and personally gave Ji Ling a chopstick of peony fish fillet. The fish fillet was as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, and his knife skills were excellent. Because of its thinness, the numb, spicy, and sour aroma penetrated
Into every ounce of fish meat.
As for the reason why it is called peony fish fillet, it is because the fish fillets are arranged in the shape of peony flowers on the plate, which is graceful and rich.
Ji Ling ate very well. After finishing one bowl of rice, she asked the servant to add another half bowl to her.
Yinzhen looked at her with a smile, held her hand under the table, held it in his palm and rubbed it back and forth for a while, then sighed: "I remember that when we were in the west courtyard of Jingyang Palace, you loved to eat
These sour and spicy dishes, so many years have passed, but your taste has not changed at all."
Ji Ling swallowed a mouthful of rice, raised his head and glanced at Yinzhen, thinking: Ah? The west side courtyard?
How long ago was that...
At that time she was just a little girl!
Unexpectedly, Yinzhen could even remember what happened at that time.
While Ji Ling was chewing, he raised his head and took a deep look at Yinzhen.