The two people looked at each other and then smiled knowingly.
He is obviously a ruthless man who kills with iron blood, but he pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, pretending to be coquettish with her.
Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of treasure did she pick up!
They laughed and laughed, and made troubles. The two of them sat in the pavilion and enjoyed the beautiful scenery.
"Your mother went to Nanhua Temple?"
"How does the prince know?"
Xiao Mingxuan smiled softly.
Of course he knew, not only did he know, but he also sent secret guards to protect him secretly.
"Then you can stay with me all day today."
"Of course, today is the fifteenth."
The two of them hooked their fingers, blowing the breeze from the lake, looking at the sparkling lake below their feet, and feeling the last ray of warm sunshine in late autumn.
"Your Majesty, the days of confinement are wonderful, aren't they?"
"Well, it's wonderful to have you by my side."
"Tonight, the prince can also enjoy the moon by the lake."
"Drink while admiring the moon."
Luo Jiuli shook his head:
"Goodbye. Last time I had a late night snack and ate and drank. Did I become drunk?"
Xiao Mingxuan looked at her with a smile, shook his head and said firmly.
"No."
Luo Jiuli: This answer is too quick, why should it be so obvious?
"The fifteenth day is a special day. From now on, the prince and I will try not to drink."
Xiao Mingxuan reached out and pressed her head on his shoulder.
"Is it because of the spell in my body?"
"This is one of them."
Luo Jiuli didn't hesitate, moved his head and found a comfortable position.
"The Queen Mother gave me a reward yesterday."
"Well, I heard about it. Just keep it with peace of mind. I'll take care of everything."
Luo Jiuli was silent for a moment, looking at the lake in the distance.
"Your Majesty, can I ask a question?"
Xiao Mingxuan nodded, probably guessing what she wanted to ask.
"Is it about me?"
"Well, why did the prince hand over military power after returning to Beijing from the border two years ago?"
Xiao Mingxuan looked into the distance without saying a word for a long time before answering the question:
"Do you know when I first entered the battlefield?"
Luo Jiuli raised his eyes slightly, looking at his smooth and slightly bearded chin, as well as the loneliness emanating from him for no reason, and suddenly fell silent.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiao Mingxuan continued:
"When he was five years old, he left the capital to study under his master, when he was fifteen years old, he went on the battlefield for the first time in the south, and when he was twenty-three years old, he returned to the imperial court with his army."
"From the age of five to twenty-three, for eighteen years, I also wanted to live an ordinary life."
I'm afraid no one can understand the hard work contained in these two simple sentences.
Luo Jiuli's eyes darkened, and his heart felt a little sour.
"As a prince, Your Majesty deserves the best care. Why did the late Emperor agree to let you leave the capital to learn martial arts when you were only five years old?"
"Because as soon as I was born, the supervisor of Si Tiantai asserted that I was a child who died young, and finally had no sense of existence. He lived to be five years old. On the way out of the palace, he was almost trampled to death by a fierce horse. It was
My master showed up and saved me."
Xiao Mingxuan's voice was suppressed, revealing some complex and deep emotions.
Luo Jiuli's heart became even more sore, and she clasped hands with him, determined not to become his weakness, but to become his strength.
As if he felt her silent distress, Xiao Mingxuan kissed her smooth forehead sideways.
"It's okay, it's all over."
Handing over military power just to live an ordinary life is obviously not convincing.
But every word and every sentence he said could make Luo Jiuli feel distressed, and that was enough.
"Your Majesty, if the emperor asks you to lead the army this time, what will your Majesty do? Will you wait until the border is stabilized and hand over military power again like last time?"
Although among the many princes, the emperor had no suspicion of Xiao Mingxuan and especially trusted him.
But she also knows the principle that great achievements will shock the master, but the cunning rabbit will die and the lackeys will be cooked.
The emperor is relieved of him now, but what about the future, five years from now, ten years from now?
There are many emperors in history who were wise and powerful when they were young, but became demented and confused when they were old, killing their queens and their own children.
By that time, once the emperor was very suspicious of Xiao Mingxuan, and once Xiao Mingxuan handed over the power, he would be reduced step by step, and even put to death on unfounded charges.
This kind of thing happens all over history.
Xiao Mingxuan turned around and asked her to face him, locking her eyes with a pair of clear eyes.
"I know what you are worried about? Trust me, that won't happen."
Sooner or later she will know his secret, but not now.
Luo Jiuli pursed her lips and looked at him without saying a word. For a long time, she slowly leaned into his arms and hummed inaudibly:
"I believe you, Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty, Miss Luo Er."
Not far behind, Qin Yin lowered his head and shouted.
He was so unlucky and came at the wrong time, but that girl Chun Rong had arranged everything and lit the charcoal fire, just waiting for the two masters to come over and taste it.
Xiao Mingxuan turned around and shot him with a knife.
Qin Yin shrank his neck pitifully.
"Master, Master, Chunrong has prepared the hot pot."
Luo Jiuli turned around and smiled, stood up and took Xiao Mingxuan's arm.
"Let's go, are there any worries that a hot pot meal can't solve?"
Xiao Mingxuan: "What on earth is this hot pot?"
Half an hour later.
"Butler, add another portion of mutton, oh no, two portions of mutton."
Xiao Mingxuan was sweating slightly on his forehead.
Use chopsticks to pick up the last few mutton slices and place them in the pot, shaking them back and forth several times until the meat turns pink and tender.
"Li'er, this tastes the best, right?"
Luo Jiuli looked at his foodie man and said with a helpless smile.
"My lord, you have mastered the essence of eating hotpot mutton."
Xiao Mingxuan was in a good mood, and his mouth was full of fragrance after being wrapped in sesame sauce.
"Butler, please have another sesame juice."
The housekeeper at the door burst into laughter, agreed, and hurried to get ready.
"Li'er, I really didn't expect that this, Ma Zhi'er can be eaten in such a variety of ways."
Luo Jiuli nodded.
"That's natural. This sesame sauce is also called sesame sauce. It can be used as an accompaniment to meals, as a cold dish, or as a pasta dish. But my favorite is to use it as a hot pot sauce."
Speaking of which, the first thing Luo Jiuli discovered was sesame paste.
The sesame seeds of this era were called flax, which was a local specialty of the Changning Dynasty, while the sesame paste was called sesame paste, and was just used as a common accompaniment to meals.
After she accidentally discovered sesame paste, she decided to open a hot pot restaurant.
However, the spices in this era were mostly Sichuan peppercorns, ginger, dogwood, fuliu vine, and pepper, but there was no growth of pepper.
If there are chili peppers, the flavor of this hot pot will be even better.
However, she is not sure whether people in this era will like to eat spicy hot pot, so compared to spicy, this original hotpot mutton is more acceptable to the general public.