Dai Zhou was very annoyed today.
Without even having supper, I returned to my study.
As the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, his face was almost lost today.
Although he did not apologize to the merchants, he was also forced to leave the city gate.
The people of Chang'an City don't know how to discuss it in the future.
"Master's house—"
"What's the matter?" Dai Zhou was annoyed, and when he heard the sound outside, he couldn't help but shout loudly.
"The Lord's family, His Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to send a post, saying that he would invite the Lord's family to go to the East Palace for a banquet tomorrow at noon." A voice came from outside the door.
"Crown Prince?" Dai Zhou's voice was slightly heavy.
Li Chengqian must have known about Mingde Gate today.
At this time, he invited himself to the East Palace to attend a banquet tomorrow. What was his intention? Isn’t this obvious?
This is not the first time that Li Chengqian has invited Dai Zhou, but Dai Zhou has never agreed.
Those who can become the Shaoqing of Dali Temple always have their own plans.
The prince's actions have become more and more frequent recently, but the King of Wei Li Tai seems to have disappeared.
Li Chengqian's performance was not eye-catching.
In the several battles with Zhao Chen, if it weren't for the prince's identity, I would probably have been killed many times.
Dai Zhou didn't realize that Li Chengqian had too much ability.
At least, compared with Zhao Chen, it is far inferior.
"Just say that there are many cases in Dali Temple, and I don't have time. Thank you for your kindness in the heart of the Prince's Palace. When you have time in the future, you will definitely hold a banquet for the prince." After a long silence, Dai Zhou said slowly.
"Yes!" The servant's voice came from outside the door.
The footsteps were getting farther and there was only the candlelight swaying in the study.
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"Well, the taste of this ham is different, it is much better than the guys from Shangshi Bureau."
"Brother Zhao, why not send someone to learn craftsmanship from you?"
Old Li was eating vegetables in his mouth and holding a wine glass in his hand, and his words were a little vague.
"Zhao Chen has a lot of things to do, so where can I have time to teach people to cook?" Empress Changsun immediately helped Zhao Chen reject this matter.
The emperor now also thought of one thing coming out.
Empress Changsun was really afraid that the emperor would rise up on a whim and drag Zhao Chen down to Shangshi Bureau.
That's really over!
"I'm just talking. I imagine how many delicacies I have eaten are not as good as this bowl of ham." Old Li seemed to sigh a little.
Zhao Chen didn't even look at him.
Lao Li is a shameless guy. Last time he sneaked away half of his ham.
Now I still have the nerve to say such things.
"Zhao Chen, we have also seen a lot of things at Mingdemen today, and you are doing well."
"This time, let you rush to the front, and my aunt apologizes to you for your Majesty." Empress Changsun raised her wine glass and said to Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen was eating with peace of mind, but he didn't expect Empress Changsun to suddenly say such things.
He quickly got up, snatched the wine glass from Queen Changsun's hand, raised his head and drank, saying, "Why should aunt do this? It's just a few trivial matters. Zhao Chen remembers the worries about Zhao Chen yesterday by His Majesty and Auntie about Zhao Chen."
"My aunt is still weak and should not drink alcohol."
"Zhao Chen, you sit down first." Empress Changsun pulled Zhao Chen down, looked at Zhao Chen, and was silent for a long time before saying:
"Last time my aunt held a banquet in Lizheng Hall, but because of Qian'er's affairs, she didn't go there."
A ray of surprise flashed across Zhao Chen's face, and then he immediately returned to his peace.
This is the thing he doesn't want to mention to others the most.
Li Chengqian wants to deal with him, but Zhao Chen cannot choose to sit still and wait for death.
But Li Chengqian is the crown prince and the son of the emperor and the queen. As long as he does it himself, Lao Li and Empress Changsun will be in a dilemma.
Zhao Chen only wanted to shock Li Chengqian when Cui Yan's death.
I don’t know if it will backfire!
"Don't worry, my aunt has told him many times on the side of the godson, and His Majesty will find time to talk to him."
"If he makes things difficult for you any more, just tell your aunt, or tell your Majesty, we will scold him."
Seeing that Zhao Chen did not speak and even showed a look of embarrassment, Empress Changsun also understood Zhao Chen's thoughts in her heart.
But no matter what, Zhao Chen and Li Chengqian can't really happen to anyone.
"I understand." Zhao Chen just responded, and then disappeared.
Empress Changsun opened her mouth and wanted to say something else, but Li Shimin stole it first: "Brother Zhao, what about the staple food and Ruoshuang, you guys, don't treat other girls as maids, let her go Come and eat together.”
Li Shimin knew Zhao Chen's temper very well. To put it further, there was no benefit except to make Zhao Chen feel troubled.
Now they are facing a very serious problem.
And there is no way to completely eradicate it.
Unless that day, Zhao Chen's identity can be revealed smoothly!
"Yes, Ruoshuang, my aunt has a gift to give her!" Empress Changsun also reported it and asked Li Ruoshuang about her whereabouts.
"Your Majesty, Auntie." Before Zhao Chen could speak, he heard Li Ruoshuang's voice coming from outside.
Then I saw Li Ruoshuang coming over with a box of steaming cages.
A scent can be smelled from afar.
When the cage was placed on the table, a heat rushed into my face.
"What is this? It smells so fragrant." Old Li knew very well that it must be a good thing.
As he spoke, his hands began to move.
As soon as the cage was opened, five oval steamed buns came into view.
"It turned out to be a steamed bun, and I thought it was a good thing!" Old Li was quite disappointed.
He was a little tired of eating steamed buns.
Every day in the palace, all I eat is just these things.
The chef of Shangshi Bureau has made him steamed buns of different styles and flavors in different ways.
It's also done its best.
But Old Li really vomited.
"You all eat it, some food!" Old Li pushed the cage aside in front of him very generously.
If you don’t want to eat, you won’t want to be too close to you.
"Old Li, you really don't eat it? But there are only a few." Zhao Chen looked at Old Li and asked.
"I said I don't eat it, but I don't eat it. Who hasn't eaten steamed buns yet?" Old Li rolled his eyes to Zhao Chen with dissatisfaction.
When he came here, in addition to talking to Zhao Chen, he thought about coming over and having a good meal.
Now, I just put a few steamed buns on myself.
"Auntie, you can eat this, Ruoshuang, give it to you." Zhao Chen picked up the public chopsticks beside him, picked one up one by himself, and then picked one up one in his bowl.
Old Li didn't even look at this place, but just kept eating the dishes in his bowl.
Empress Changsun is not that picky about food, and it is made by Zhao Chen, so she will not show it even if she doesn't like it.
I took a bite and thought it was just a solid flour. Who would have thought that a rich gravy would spill from the edge.
The rich meaty aroma instantly penetrates the nostrils.
Old Li, who was sitting next to him, smelled the drum smell, and the chopsticks in his hand immediately stopped.
Chapter completed!