Breakfast is served in the garden pavilion of Yong'an Palace. The old man has been doing this all his life.
I just don’t want to be nice and stay indoors and eat in a proper manner.
There were screens and Western blankets hanging around the pavilion to protect them from the wind.
Pu Bucheng directed the palace people to bring out all the dishes that had just been carefully cooked in the imperial kitchen.
The dishes are somewhat vegetarian, including hibiscus braised white fungus, coral cabbage, tiger skin quail eggs, celery-flavored shrimp balls, pickled vegetables and winter bamboo shoots, scallops and winter melon.
There are two snacks, radish shredded cakes and lamb fire spoons.
A bowl of soup is clear soup.
The exquisite dishes were delicious and delicious, but the old man's face turned unhappy.
"Why are you all so vegetarian? We're not monks? Where's the meat? Where's the wine?" The old man glared at Pu Bucheng, "You old guy, you've started to fool us, haven't you?"
"Good master, slaves must not dare!" Pu Bucheng said aggrievedly, "This is..."
"My grandson ordered them yesterday!" Zhu Yunxi took a small spoon to the old man, filled half a bowl of hibiscus and white fungus, added a shrimp ball, and said with a smile, "my grandson saw your daily living list yesterday. At your age,
How can I eat meat and drink all morning? Or do I have to be strong wine and fat? "
"Grandpa, this vegetarian dish is also healthy! It is easy to get food and stomach.
Then he smiled and said, "Try these celery-flavored shrimp balls. My grandson specially asked them to make them. They are soft, glutinous and delicious with the fragrance of shrimps. This is not a vegetarian dish, it has been deep-fried!"
The old man kept a straight face as his grandson brought the shrimp balls to his mouth, and he opened his mouth to eat them with a bit of grievance.
After chewing, it really tastes delicious as the grandson said. It is crispy and tender outside, and it has a trace of soup.
But he still said with a straight face, "Don't think we are ignorant, this dish takes a lot more effort than the duck and mutton we eat. Huh, I have only been the emperor for a few days, and I have already started to have cravings. It is a waste of money, if I had known...
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"The grandson knows it!" Zhu Yunzheng fed the old man with a spoon to eat tiger -skinned quail eggs, "You taste this, it's good!"
"Woo!" The old man took a bite, his eyes turned around, "No!"
"Why not?" Zhu Yunzheng laughed.
"This dish is smooth. At first glance, it is a ball. How can there be the reason for eating balls in the morning!"
"Grandpa Huang, you are picking up. The shrimp ball is round quail eggs and round. This is called round and full!" Zhu Yunzheng laughed.
The old man glared at Zhu Yunzheng again, but his eyes were kind smile.
At this moment, the next time Pu Bocheng suddenly stared at the distance, and instructed the eunuch next to him, "The prince is running, hurry up and help!"
The eyes of the old man and Zhu Yunzhang saw it instantly.
In the morning light, with the six pounds of the golden circle, he ran away with a box and ran quickly. He was a conscience behind him, with a few eunuchs, and he couldn't take the breath to chase.
"Prince, slow!"
"Ghone, you can't catch up with me!"
The old man stood up, "Hurry up and help him, let him run, but it's too much to fall!"
Zhu Yunzheng held the old man's hand, "It's okay, Grandpa, he is a boy, he is not afraid of something!"
Bang, Zhu Yun's head was on the old man with a chestnut.
The old man was strong in hand, and Zhu Yunzheng only felt the brain seeds buzzing.
"Do you think it's you, with thick skin and thick flesh?" As he said, the old man shouted, "Six pounds, slow down, the ancestor is here!"
"Old Ancestor!" Liu Jin had beads of sweat on his forehead. He held the food box with difficulty and threw himself into the old man's arms. "Liu Jin wants to say hello to you. Did you sleep well last night?"
The old man was smiling with wrinkles all over his face, "That's good!" He said, putting the six pounds on his lap, "What are you holding?"
"My mother stewed prunes, vegetables and pig's feet in the morning!" Liu Jin opened the food box and revealed a bowl of stewed meat. "My grandson thought that you would like to eat it, so he asked someone to fill a bowl and bring it to you!"
, his chubby little hands grabbed a piece of fat pig's feet and brought it to the old man's mouth.
"Ha, six pounds still hurts!" The old man laughed so hard that his eyes were gone, and he opened his mouth to eat, "It smells so damn delicious!" He said, shouting to Pu Bucheng, "Bring us a bowl of rice!"
Pu Bucheng looked at Zhu Yunxi, and the old man was furious, "What? If we don't become a family member, it won't matter. You have to look at his face even if you want to eat a bowl of rice. You old dog, go and serve him, and don't stay with us anymore."
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Pu Bucheng quickly apologized and soon brought a bowl of dry rice over.
The old man first soaked the pork trotters stewed with pickles in the rice, stirred it for a few times, then picked out the fattest piece of pig trotters and placed it on the mixed rice. He opened his mouth and slurped down half a bowl twice.
Bah chirp, bah chirp.
While eating, the old man glanced at Zhu Yunxi and said vaguely, "This is eating, this is rice! What do you think you are doing with all those fancy things? Are you satisfied?"
Bah chirp, bah chirp.
"In this world, what dish is better than dry rice mixed with broth, and what dish is better than meat?"
Bah chirp, bah chirp.
"Well, having fat in your belly will make you feel more at ease. Otherwise, you won't be able to bear it if you don't have any oil or water in your belly! Let me tell you, when we were young, there was an old man in his eighties in the village next door. The reason why he lived a long life was because he had eaten fat all his life.
Meat!"
"If you want to live a long life, eat fat meat. If you want to live a long life, drink more alcohol." Liu Jin chuckled and talked nonsense with the old man.
"Your son is better than you!" The old man glared at Zhu Yunxi again.
Zhu Yunxi could only laugh with him like a fool. He was used to it. As long as Liu Jin was around, there was no one else in his eyes.
"By the way, we heard something!" The old man ate a bowl of dry rice, patted his belly with satisfaction, and said, "I heard that the White Lotus Sect is causing trouble again?"
Zhu Yunzheng looked at Pu Baocheng subconsciously.
"Don't look at him, that's not what he said!" The old man said with a smile, "We are not old enough to be deaf or blinded yet!"
Zhu Yunxi hurriedly said, "Yes, there is a White Lotus Sect over there in Shaanxi. My grandson has sent Jin Yiwei, Mao Xiang and others over. We must catch them all!"
"We're not going to catch them all in one go!" The old man suddenly became serious, "We're going to kill them all!" He handed the six kilograms to others to hold, and continued, "Kill as many as you catch, and tell the people who believe in the White Lotus Sect.
The court kills his family! "
"Kill the believers as well. Let me tell you, people who believe in cults will never repent. If they stay, they will be in trouble sooner or later!"
The method of the old man is always simple and rude.
Naturally, Zhu Yunxi would not let go of the key members of the White Lotus Sect, but ordinary believers...?
Seemingly able to see through Zhu Yunxi's heart, the old man said, "I know you are a soft-hearted child, but you are still young and don't know how powerful the cult is. Those people, if they believe in that, they will follow the devil. Except for Milver, they don't even recognize their relatives!"
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"During the war, Monk Peng and Liu Futong's Xiang Army (Red Scarf Army) were so good at fighting? The incense-burning believers were naked and faced the Tatar cavalry with red eyes. Others were afraid of death, but they wanted to die.
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Zhu Yunxi pondered for a moment, "My grandson understands, but this time about the White Lotus Sect, my grandson always feels that there is something fishy. I'm afraid it's not just a cult. So, my grandson plans to take another look, take his time, and finally get to the bottom of it!"
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The old man's expression suddenly froze and he looked at Zhu Yunxi for a long time.
"Hey, I'm old...you are the emperor, you can do whatever you want!" He said, holding Liu Jin in his arms again, "My dear grandson, what did you eat in the morning?"
The old man is old, but he has already sensed something with his natural emperor's keenness.
"Go ahead and go, we'll take Liujin to the village after dinner!" the old man said again.