This is the reason why Li Zhiyun could not be a fence-sitter during the Wude years. As long as he wanted to do something, he would be won over by the prince. Of course, he can do nothing from now on, and he can do it if Lao Li gives him a task.
Deliberately messing up, making Lao Li gradually lose confidence in him, and then become a free king.
But the problem is, Li Zhiyun asked himself, he can't do it!
He is not willing to give in!
As long as we are human, it is difficult to refuse the poisonous drink of power.
Occasionally, Li Zhiyun thought about being a free king, but as soon as he thought that his destiny would be in the hands of others, he immediately put an end to this idea.
He is not alone, he is now the King of Chu with a lovely wife and children in the future.
"Husband?"
With a soft call, Li Zhiyun's thoughts returned to reality.
"What's wrong?"
Goddess Yang said with a longing look on her face: "Chengzong is very good."
Li Zhiyun didn't think deeply and didn't notice the envy on his wife's face. He said in a very disgusting way: "Chengzong is still a child. How can he be good? It's hard to say when he grows up."
Princess Chu's face turned pale and she pursed her lips and said nothing.
Li Zhiyun couldn't understand why his beloved wife's expression suddenly changed and said, "If you like Chengzong, we can visit the East Palace more often."
How stupid!
Goddess Yang didn't want to talk and closed her eyes to rest.
Li Zhiyun scratched his head and couldn't figure out what happened.
The two returned to the palace to prepare for the evening watch.
When night falls, bright lights appear in Chang'an, and from time to time the sound of firecrackers is heard from various neighborhoods.
Well, the so-called firecrackers are also called firecrackers.
To put it simply, burn a fire in the yard, then throw bamboo into the fire and let it make a crackling sound.
Li Zhiyun was not interested in this activity, but Ms. Yin was very interested in watching the slaves burning bamboo. She wanted to do it herself, but her bulging belly told her not to go.
Of course, she wouldn't dare to do so without Princess Chu's consent.
The last time she played backgammon with Princess Chu, she really learned a lesson. Although she also thought about complaining to Li Zhiyun, she felt a little cringe every time she saw Li Zhiyun and Princess Chu getting along happily.
Perhaps, only after the baby is born can she tell Li Zhiyun about Princess Chu's 'care' for her.
Princess Chu was instructing her servants to set up desks, tables and benches, and also ordered people to go to the kitchen to urge the meals.
Soon, everything will be ready.
A three-step-long table is placed in the center of the main hall. It is a rich mahogany color and has the height of an adult's calf. There are some stools around it. There are various kinds of meals on the table, including chicken, duck and fish. Needless to say, in addition,
Beef and mutton, deer tongue, five-spice plate, pepper and cypress wine, Tusu wine, fake flowers and fruits, Tangzhongluo pills, and glue teeth are also available.
"Husband, please sit down."
After Li Zhiyun sat down, Yang followed suit, and then Yin also sat aside.
According to custom, Li Zhiyun took out a peppercorn from the pepper plate, put it into Tusu wine, and shook it gently.
The same is true for Yang and Yin.
Picking up the wine cup, Li Zhiyun first reviewed everything that happened in the palace last year, and then praised his wife for being virtuous and keeping the palace in order. She was very grateful to her husband. Mrs. Yang shyly said that it was all she should do. Then, Li Zhiyun said
Express your wishes for the new year.
Then Yang said that it can definitely be achieved.
"Drinking."
Li Zhiyun saluted the two ladies and drank the wine in one gulp.
Yang and Yin naturally drank together.
After the procedure is completed, the meal starts directly.
Originally, the housekeeper Uncle Zhao said that he would go to Pingkangfang to invite a band to come and play piano music, but Princess Chu refused.
The reason is simple and sufficient. The Tang Dynasty has not yet unified the world, and the people are not yet rich. As the son of a saint, the king should set an example and should not be greedy for pleasure and follow the truth.
Marrying the right wife is very important, and Li Zhiyun thinks that his wife is right.
However, when he saw the rich dishes on the table, he couldn't help but murmured in his heart: Wasn't it necessary to save a little.
"Husband, try this Tang Zhongluo Wan, it's delicious when dipped in vinegar." Goddess Yang gave him a dumpling.
Yes, Tang Zhong Lao Wan is the original dumpling, but the shape is very different from Li Zhiyun's impression, but the portion is sufficient, and when you take a bite, it is full of meat.
"It's delicious. Wife, let's have one too." Li Zhiyun took one for her.
"My sister eats too." Goddess Yang greeted Ms. Yin with a smile, "You should eat more. When the child is born, our palace will be bustling next year."
"Thank you, Princess."
Speaking of her children, Ms. Yin looked happy.
Li Zhiyun was more interested in deer tongue. It tasted good and tasted good. As for the five-spice plate, he didn't even look at it. That plate was filled with garlic, garlic, leeks and other vegetables, which he didn't like very much.
However, his wife told him that he had to eat some, as it was good for his health.
In desperation, Li Zhiyun could only eat some leeks.
"This gelatin candy is not very sweet. You all seem to like it." Li Zhiyun ate the Tang Dynasty version of maltose and found it tasted just average, not as sweet as the 'brown sugar' that he failed in his experiment.
Glutinous glutinous rice is a dessert made from barley, wheat or fine glutinous rice. Because it involves major grains and the process is complicated, it is a valuable product and is rarely eaten by ordinary people.
"It's very sweet." Miss Yin said.
Goddess Yang was also puzzled and asked: "Husband, don't you think it's sweet?"
Anyway, it's not as sweet as my white sugar. Li Zhiyun said: "It's just average."
There was enough food for three people to eat on a large table, and the rest could only be given to the slaves.
After the meal is over, it is time to stay up late, which is generally called staying up late.
When Mrs. Yin became pregnant, Princess Chu asked her to go back to her room to rest.
In the hall, Li Zhiyun and Yang were playing backgammon. After losing five games, Li Zhiyun decisively asked his wife to play Monopoly instead.
"Huaiyang, come over and play with me and the princess later." Li Zhiyun said to Huaiyang who was cleaning up the chessboard.
"This isn't appropriate." She hesitated.
Yang said: "There is nothing inappropriate, just do as the king says."
"yes."
After going down to Huaiyang, Yang teased: "Husband, do you want to accept Huaiyang?"
Li Zhiyun's expression suddenly became unnatural, "It's nothing."
"Really? Can you let me make the decision and betroth him to Uncle Zhao's son?"
"This is inappropriate."
"What's wrong?"
"Huaiyang is from Yeting Palace, which is inappropriate."
Mrs. Yang hummed: "I haven't made the decision yet, but the king is so reluctant to let me go, and he still says it's not true."
Li Zhiyun suddenly felt the smell of jealousy filling the air, and said helplessly: "Why do you have to do this, madam?"
Seeing how cowardly he was, Mrs. Yang smiled lightly and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if my husband accepts her, Huaiyang is also a miserable person."
"Do you know?" Li Zhiyun fiddled with the chess pieces for a moment and looked at his wife.
Yang nodded, "I didn't recognize her at first, but then I got to know her better, and I recognized her identity. I had seen her once before, and I thought she was still suffering in the Yeting Palace, but I didn't expect that she had been taken into the palace by the king."
Fuzhong."
"Ahem, there is no income." Li Zhiyun reluctantly explained.
Yang said: "If your husband wants to accept her, you need to make it clear to the saint to avoid trouble in the future."
"Yeah, I know." Li Zhiyun nodded subconsciously.
Wait, that's not right. He looked up and saw a look of resentment on his wife's face.
"The king really loves Huaiyang."
bump!
In the corner, Huaiyang, who had just come out with tea, heard Yang's words. The teacup in his hand fell to the ground and fell into pieces.
Both of them were attracted by the movement and looked away.
I saw Huaiyang apologizing and preparing to clean up. Unexpectedly, Yang stopped and asked others to clean up, and asked Huaiyang to come over.
"You don't do these things."
Saying that, Yang pulled Huaiyang to sit down.
Huaiyang lowered his head and could not see his expression clearly.
Seeing this, Li Zhiyun also shook his head and smiled bitterly. What a coincidence.