At midnight the next day, the white mist in the mountains covered most of the entire Qingliang Temple.

Accompanied by the distant sound of the morning bell, which carries the sound of vicissitudes of life, I got up in the morning and took my four granddaughters for a long walk around Qingliang Temple, smelling the fresh air. They rushed back to prepare for breakfast and saw the empress dowager sitting there.

In front of the dinner table, Kangxi, the imperial concubine, and the crown prince all had their heads drooped, with big blue-black circles under their eyes, as if they had not slept all night and were extremely tired. They couldn't help asking in surprise:

"Xuan Ye, Xiao Hesheli, Baocheng, what's wrong with you? How come you feel even worse after a night's rest?"

After hearing the Queen Mother's words, the Imperial Concubine and the Crown Prince who were sitting on the chairs couldn't help but cast a resentful glance at the Emperor.

Kangxi caught a glimpse of the resentful look cast by the imperial concubine, and couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose with some guilt.

He really couldn't control his emotions last night. He treated the imperial concubine like a tree hole. He pulled the imperial concubine over and over again and again and again and again talked about things that happened when he was a child. When he talked about it, the imperial concubine was so sleepy that she yawned and had tears in her eyes.

She didn't stop even after she was wet, and stayed with him until dawn with her eyes open. It could be said that her entire night's beauty sleep was ruined.

Seeing Kangxi's uncomfortable look, Qingyan took the opportunity to get up and take the twins who had just washed them from the arms of Bai Lu and Liang Jiugong, and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Liang Jiugong saw the anger in the eyes of the imperial concubine and quickly smiled at her flatteringly. Last night, when he was keeping vigil for the two masters on the soft couch outside the chamber, he also vaguely heard the emperor's thoughts inside.

It's nothing more than that when he was studying hard as a child, he looked forward to hearing the praise of his Khan Amma, but the Khan Amma only doted on the fourth brother who inherited the Qian Palace, and couldn't see him at all.

How disappointed, and in the last year of the late emperor, in the cold spring of the first month, he, dressed in plain clothes, knelt on the cold bluestone, watching the late emperor's coffin being carried up the steps to the tall firewood pile by the guards.

During the cremation, which was an old Manchu custom, he cried so heartbreakingly that his heart was broken.

To be honest, Liang Jiugong also feels that his master's matter is too annoying. If you just tell the unhappy things in the past, I'm sure you can still make the imperial concubine feel distressed for her lack of love when she was young.

Xiao Xuanye, but you have repeated this matter seven or eight times in a row. The imperial concubine has been tired from climbing the mountain all day, and she has to listen to you at night talking about sesame seeds and rotten millet. Liang Jiugongshen

She deeply felt that the imperial concubine's ability to hold back her temper and not kick the emperor off the bed could only be attributed to the fact that the emperor's status was too high.

Kangxi, who didn't know that his confidant standing by was making complaints to him from the bottom of his heart, stood up from his chair and helped the empress dowager sit down. He was planning to have someone pass on the vegetarian meal, but then he saw that his precious son was still

He looked at himself with a look that was hard to express.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his face, looked at Prince Yinreng sitting on the left side of the imperial concubine and asked in confusion:

"Baocheng, why do you look so bad?"

Yinreng, who had been brainstorming all night, saw that his mother and aunt looked so bad early in the morning. How could he not understand anything? Everything he thought was true, Xing Chi

The great monk is indeed his Khanma Dharma! His Khan Ama’s trip was specifically for his Khanma Dharma, but unfortunately, his wish failed, so he was so sad that he could not sleep all night!

He withdrew his gaze from his Khan Amma, and saw his eldest brother just turning his neck, leading a large group of younger brothers, cousins, and prospective brothers-in-law behind him, crossing the threshold and walking in. He couldn't help but

A playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand to help his aunt to tie a rice bag around Xiao Shisan and Xiao Fourteen's neck. He replied to Kangxi without raising his head:

"It's nothing, Ama. I just wanted to choose a bed. In addition, after listening to my elder brother explain the name of 'Master Xingchi' yesterday, which means 'eating while walking', I was so shocked that I couldn't sleep. I felt

It's really interesting that such an accomplished Buddhist master can have such a down-to-earth Buddhist title. I just regret that I can't see his old man, so I lie on the bed at night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep."

Kangxi, who had just sat back on the chair, reached out and took the strong morning tea from Liang Jiugong to refresh himself. After hearing the words "eat while walking", he spat out a mouthful of warm tea with a "pop".

The direction happened to be facing Yinti and others who were coming from the entrance.

The eldest brother, who was walking in front of the brothers, saw this scene and quickly moved to the side. When he saw his sweaty mouthful of tea spitting out on the brick floor, he reached out and patted himself in danger.

chest, and said with a little disgust:

"Khan Ama, fortunately my son is very agile, otherwise your squirt of tea would have stained the winter robe I just changed."

Kangxi, who himself had a headache and was a little irritable due to lack of sleep, had just listened to Yin Reng's eldest son's ridiculous explanation of "Xing Chi", and then saw the disgust on his eldest son's face, and his heart suddenly stopped bleeding.

In his throat, when Yinti and his brothers sat down on the chairs one by one, he angrily raised his big hand and hit his eldest son's head, who was sitting on his right.

"Khan Ama, why do you want to beat me again!"

Yinti's blue-black warm hat, which he could easily put on his head, was patted crooked by his Khan Ama, and he couldn't help complaining loudly to Kangxi.

"I'm going to beat you, what about 'eating while walking'? Master Xingchi should be respected by you juniors. His name means 'Xingchi, Xingchi', 'Wake up late, wake up late', 'Wake up'

"Too late' means, please don't pretend to understand and randomly interpret the Zen meaning in it!"

Kangxi glared at his eldest son and explained angrily.

Yinti's round lychee eyes widened instantly, and she felt even more aggrieved. While raising her hand to straighten her warm hat, she muttered in a low voice: "How did you know that the old monk's Buddhist name was "Xingchi" instead of "Xingchi"?

"Xingchi", don't the pronunciations of these two words sound similar!"

Sitting next to Yinzhen, Yinzhen saw that his elder brother had contributed another joke. A smile quickly flashed across his slender Danfeng eyes, and then he paused suddenly. He felt that something was not right, even if the old monk had great attainments in Buddhism.

Gao, but after all, it has nothing to do with their royal family. Why did Khan Amma say "they are his juniors"?

Thinking of this, Yinzhen couldn't help but feel a little curious about this old monk.

The eldest and most senior Empress Dowager looked at the dining table so early in the morning and was full of resentment for no reason, and said with a cheerful smile:

"The Aijia saw that all the people had arrived, so Xuan Ye asked someone to pass on the breakfast. Just now when the Aijia took Fulana and the others for a walk, they heard the young novices cleaning the courtyard saying,

Their temple just recovered an acre of fresh ingredients from the back mountain a few days ago. The recent vegetarian meals are very delicious, so we should quickly follow the local customs and have a good taste of the vegetarian food."

Yinreng also didn't expect that his own mother-in-law would slap his elder brother on the head because of his words. He felt a little guilty. After hearing his mother-in-law's words to smooth things over, he also hurriedly said:

"Yes, Khan Ama, let's have breakfast quickly. After eating early, we can also go to the front yard to attend morning classes."

"Second-rate!"

Sitting on a chair next to each other, sandwiched between the imperial concubine and the prince, the twins, with big rice bags tied around their necks and glistening saliva hanging from the corners of their mouths, also patted the big dining table in front of them in unison.

shouted.

After Kangxi cleaned up his eldest son, he felt much better and felt that he was indeed hungry. He simply waved his hand, and Bai Lu and Liang Jiugong who were waiting aside hurriedly went out to pass the meal.

After a while, little novice monks in monk's robes came in carrying wooden trays. Liang Jiugong and Bai Lu cooperated with each other to put the trays and bowls on them, all with vegetarian rice that had been tested with silver needles.

Arriving at the big round table.

These noble boys, girls, and children were all eating vegetarian meals for the first time. They scanned the food on the plates one by one with curious eyes, and found that most of them were made of tofu, with white sesame seeds sprinkled on the surface.

Tofu brains, as well as salty tofu brains sprinkled with diced pickles, soybean tendons, tofu skins, soy milk, and tofu skewers. Looking at them all, it really makes the Huangdou family's nest!

The Manchu emperor's brother, the princess, and the Mongolian noble boys, who loved meat, all looked like they were eating food, and they lost their appetites.

When the last large pot of sweet porridge with white steam and a large pot of plant tubers with a dark surface but with yellow to reddish-brown flesh visible inside were brought up, I could smell the sweet smell wafting in the air.

, the boys and girls couldn't help but their eyes lit up, the twins also straightened up their little bodies, and the furry round ears dotted on both sides of the golden tiger hats on their little heads trembled twice.

Qingyan also looked at the food on the big plate with unconcealed surprise.

"Huh? What are these black lumps? It smells quite sweet."

Xiao Yiner, who was sitting with Bage and Ninth Brother, moved his nose a few times, sniffed the air, pointed at the food he had never seen before on the dinner table, and asked curiously with a milky voice.

Kangxi was also looking at what this thing was, why hadn't he even seen it?

When the young novice monk who was standing by the dining table prepared to lead the junior disciples to retreat, he respectfully put his hands together and made a Buddha name, and explained with a smile:

"Dear donors, this black thing is called 'roasted sweet potato', or 'roasted sweet potato'. It was dug out by the poor monks from the vegetable field in the back mountain not long ago. It is also added to this pot of sweet porridge.

If you eat sweet potato cubes, your body will be warm when you drink it, and it will make you full easily. If the donors like it, there are still some in the dining room, and the poor monk can bring some more."

"Sweet Potato"

When Kangxi heard this, he also recalled that when he celebrated the Longevity Festival last spring, Suo'etu presented him with a bamboo basket of this kind of food in the Hall of Supreme Harmony in front of all the ministers. He still remembered that the skin was red.

, because he didn’t pay much attention to it, he later sent Liang Jiugong to Huangzhuang for trial planting. There was no news from Huangzhuang. He was busy and forgot about this matter. How could he have imagined that he would be here in Qingliang?

Seeing the cooked sweet potatoes in the temple, he couldn't help but get excited and wanted to try the taste of this food.

When Xiao Yinzhen saw Aunt Bai Lu pouring him a small bowl of sweet porridge and placing it in front of him, he held a white porcelain spoon with his right hand and fiddled with the sweet porridge a few times. He saw a few pieces popping out of the sticky white rice.

They were yellow and white sweet potato pieces about as big as his finger.

Xiao Jiu scooped up a piece of yellow sweet potato with a spoon, put it into her mouth tentatively and chewed it. The sweet taste spread on the tip of her tongue in an instant. The sweet potato piece tasted sweet and soft, and it didn't stick to the teeth.

It's simply more delicious than the maltose in the Emperor's Palace!

Xiao Yinzhen immediately fell in love with this unique taste. He quickly bit into another white sweet potato and put it in his mouth. He found that it was also very sweet, but the texture was not as delicate as the yellow one. Because the porridge took a long time to cook, the rice grains were

The flowers burst into bloom and were dyed with the sweetness of sweet potatoes. Xiao Jiu drank several spoons of sweet porridge in one breath before freeing his mouth and shouted to Xiao Yiner beside him:

"Xiao Shi, Xiao Shi, try this porridge quickly. It's delicious. It's even better than the Tremella fungus, osmanthus, lotus seed porridge in the imperial kitchen!"

Everyone present knew how tricky Xiao Jiu was. Sometimes even the imperial chef would dislike him. He could tell him that the delicious food must taste the same. Kangxi and others also scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it in their mouths.

, I felt that my empty stomach became warm instantly, as if I was sitting under the warm sun, my whole body became warm.

Kangxi tasted the sweet potato pieces in his mouth carefully, and felt that the porridge was definitely not as fine as his imperial meal, but the taste was indeed good, and the taste of the sweet potatoes was beyond his expectation. He couldn't help but feel that Suo'etu's gift last year was indeed good.

It was a good donation, but it really fell short of a reward for this bad old man.

"Wow! This sweet nugget is so delicious, Aunt Bailu, Xiao Shi still wants to drink porridge!"

After Xiao Yiner tasted the sweet porridge, her eyes sparkled, and she felt that drinking it with a spoon was not satisfying, so she simply took out the white porcelain spoon and placed it on the white porcelain plate beside it, and held the small bowl with both hands.

He raised his head and drank up all the porridge with a "gulp gulp". While licking the soup at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, he handed the small bowl in his hand to Bai Lu and said in a sweet voice.

Bai Lu smiled and took the small bowl from Brother Ten, stretched out her arms and used a big male spoon to add porridge to his bowl.

The young novice also knew the identity of this group of people. Seeing that they liked to eat sweet potatoes, he couldn't help but feel relieved. He pointed at the unnoticed roasted sweet potatoes on the big plate and suggested:

"Donors, this roasted sweet potato tastes good too. You just need to peel off the outer skin and eat the pulp inside directly."

After Qingyan fed the porridge in the small bowls to the twins one by one, she also freed her hand to pick up a roasted sweet potato about the size of her palm from the big plate.
To be continued...