Li Siye was still looking at the figure who had sat down in the distance. Captain Zhe Chong beside him had already rushed towards the pile of meat slices with a bowl. They had been hungry all day, and even the most gentle man could not hold back. He was surprised.
He looked at Li Siye and asked, "You're not pretty, so what are you waiting for?"
Siye lowered his head and saw that the man had put half a bowl of mutton slices in the bowl, and reached out to scoop out soup from the wooden barrel. The soup was slightly yellow and red in color, and it was steaming with a layer of mutton oil floating on it.
There was a chirping sound, and then the greasy aroma floated up.
“So this is how we eat?”
Captain Zhe Chong reached out and grabbed a piece of sesame cake, tore it into small pieces and threw it into the mutton soup. He said, "I found that sesame cake is most delicious when soaked in mutton soup. Try it!"
Li Siye was in a daze and asked to himself: "Mutton steamed buns?"
"What are the mutton steamed buns?" The captain took two big sips from the soup bowl and said thoughtfully: "If you want to say that, it should be called mutton steamed buns or mutton sesame cakes. Oh, hurry up and eat it.
"
He leisurely soaked a bowl of mutton, picked it up with chopsticks and tasted it. He found that it was different from the usual mutton. The meat was tender but not greasy, and there was no mutton smell. Because there was a lot of pepper in the soup.
, a lot of pepper was used in the process of preparing the mutton. It seems that only the royal family has such financial resources.
Captain Zhechong had already finished a bowl of mutton soup and poured a large bowl of cold skin. The eunuchs were holding the jars one by one and pouring wine into the wine cup. He picked up the wine cup and poured it in one gulp: "Okay, this is Yingzhou's tribute."
Come and bring in some rich water and wine."
The eunuchs removed the sesame cakes in the dustpan and replaced them with an ancient hamburger stuffed with mutton stuffing, a large plate of crescent-shaped wontons, and then more than a dozen plates of sauces, which were served on wooden plates.
The sliced fish meat was also brought up. Li Siye knew this thing, it was the sashimi that became popular in Japan in the future. Now it is also raw. He picked it up and dipped it in the sauce and took a bite. He felt that the taste of the sauce was a bit strange.
Captain Zhe Chong held his stomach and burped. He watched helplessly as the eunuchs served steamed pears and crystal persimmons on a basket. The fresh sashimi in front of him made him salivate, but his stomach could no longer be filled. If he ate more
, he was probably the first official in the history of the Tang Dynasty who was starved to death.
Li Siye chewed the fish fillet leisurely, grabbed a persimmon with his hand, inserted it with a platycodon pole and sucked the juice inside, and did not forget to turn around and stimulate the overfed captain: "Aren't you beautiful?
What are you waiting for?"
The captain held his stomach and gasped: "Hey, I really can't move anymore."
Li Siye asked him: "Have you never eaten the banquet given by the saint?"
"Nonsense, how could I be like this if I had eaten it? I was just promoted from Captain Guoyi to Captain Zhechong this year. I didn't expect that I would be able to follow the governor back to Chang'an to attend the imperial meeting, and even get a banquet from Linde Hall.
Well, my life has never been in vain!"
He rolled his eyes at Li Siye and complained: "You seem to have eaten the imperial banquet. Why didn't you remind me just now, because you were afraid that I would eat all the wontons and dumplings at the back?"
Li Siye almost made a fuss, am I so narrow-minded?
"I've never had a royal banquet, but that's what I'm thinking about. In the world, saints are the richest. If a saint invites you to dinner, can you not be full?"
"Yes, yes, I was careless. Next time... no, there won't be a next time." Captain Zhe Chong shook his head melancholy: "To be able to participate in the imperial banquet once, this life is enough, this life is enough
That’s it.”
Li Siye couldn't help but become interested in this charming person. He raised his hands and asked, "I don't know your name?"
"Nan Jiyun, a native of Dunqiu, Weizhou."
Isn't Weizhou in Henan? He couldn't help but asked with a smile: "You are from Weizhou, why do you want to imitate the accent of Chang'an people?"
"Nonsense, I heard that you Guanzhong people are bullying students, so when you enter Chang'an, you have to speak Chang'an dialect to avoid being fooled by you, but I didn't expect that I was fooled anyway."
He might be talking about Li Siye not giving instructions about eating. Siye smiled and said, "Are you at a loss? Are you full if you don't still eat mutton soup and sesame pancakes? No matter how delicious the food is, it won't go into your stomach.
It has only one function, digesting rotten feces."
Several envoys from Jizhou around him frowned. Li Siye ignored them and continued to say to Nan Jiyun: "I'm telling you something as an apology. It's up to you whether you believe me or not."
"Okay, you say."
"Find a way to work in the court, or ask the governor to help you operate, and move your butt from the position of Zhechong Commandery. In less than two or three years, the saint will completely abolish the government soldiers, stop issuing all fish charms, and Zhechong Commandery.
The official will also disappear, and it is better for you to prepare in advance than to catch him blind when the time comes."
"Really or not, are you fooling me?"
"Keep your voice down!" Li Siye tugged on his head and feet and whispered, "I am a man who knows all his plans. If you don't believe me, forget it, but don't tell anyone else."
"No, I believe it."
Li Siye raised his head and looked into the distance. All the long desks were in a mess. The saint on the high platform had left at some point. A lot of officials from the three provinces and six ministries of the DPRK and Central Government had also left. Those who were left behind were those whose quality of life was not very high, so it was difficult for them to do so.
They became even more unruly, and everyone began to compete with each other in drinking and reciting poems and poems to each other.
Siye thought to himself, it’s time for me to leave.
He patted his knees and stood up. Nan Jiyun reached out and grabbed his sleeves and asked, "Where are you going? Are you leaving now?"
"You're full. What are you going to do if you don't leave?"
Nan Jiyun rubbed his stomach vigorously, and said with a smile: "Well, wait a moment, I can eat some more after I digest it a little bit."
Li Siye looked at the sky behind the tall window screen. Judging from the sky, it was probably the beginning of the day, and it was more than an hour before the Xu hour curfew. What kind of food could be eaten in this hour.
"Goodbye, see you later."
Li Siye followed many people who were leaving the table and walked out of the main hall. He didn't know what he felt. He turned back to look at Nan Jiyun. Captain Zhechong did not look at the food on the table, but looked up obsessively.
Looking at the majestic Linde Hall, the expression on his face seemed to be looking at the morning sun in the distance. This is the most magnificent memory left to him by the Tang Dynasty, and it may be worth his life to imagine.
"Nan Jiyun, I remember this name."
The drunken officials supported each other and stumbled out of the hall. The guard of honor of the left and right gate guards and the left and right Xiao Guards extended along the road in front of the hall to the outer court in three steps. If an official fell drunk and had no one to support him, he would
Soldiers came forward to help them out. Li Siye also thought about it for a while. If someone got drunk and lost his way, he bypassed the Taiye Pond and slipped into the harem where the concubines lived. He didn't know what the result would be.
But now it seems that this will not happen.
He walked leisurely along the road surrounded by ceremonial guards, entered Guangshun Gate from the center of Sizheng Hall and Yanying Hall, then passed Zhaoqing Gate and arrived at the square in front of Hanyuan Hall. He turned back and glanced at Hanyuan Hall.
Qifeng Pavilion and Xiangluan Pavilion in Yuandian Palace, thinking about their future fate, I feel very sorry in my heart. If this palace complex can be preserved in the future, the flow of people will not be as high as that of the three streets of the Forbidden City?
Walking out of the five-hole Danfeng Gate, the huge platform of the city gate draws a straight line cutting yin and yang on the ground under the setting sun, and it seems to also separate the entire Chang'an.
Dozens of officials were lying on the dirt road next to the door. They were all dressed in different costumes. There were envoys from Jisi Prefecture of ethnic minorities and officials from directly affiliated prefectures. All the drunken officials who were helped up by Xiaowei because of their emotions were thrown here.
I will kindly send them back to the hotel. Haha, you can't see this scene in the TV series.
Soon another person was pulled out by two Youxiao guards. This person seemed not to be drunk to death, and murmured: "Wrong one! I won't leave the palace, I am a Hanlin waiting for an edict, and I am Li Taibai!"
"
The soldier snorted and said, "Wait until you wake up and tell me what to say to Li Taibai!"
The two stretched out their hands and pushed him, throwing him roughly to the ground. Li Taibai rolled on the ground, spreading his hands and feet to form a big "Tai".
Li Siye had already taken a step forward, but then turned back, bent down with his hands on his knees, and looked down at the sleepy Li Bai. His black hair on his temples was dyed with frost, and he looked like a drunken immortal in troubled times.
"You are the savior of my Chinese language scores after nine years of education. I can't justify it if I don't help you."