Marry a wife to be the emperor

As soon as the Taishanghuang's words fell, a bunch of congratulatory congratulations began at the bottom: "Congratulations to Pei Shangshu for becoming the Taifu, the prime minister is a good teacher!" ..."

Amidst all the congratulations, Pei Qinghong's becoming the emperor's teacher became a certainty.

Although Pei Qinghong and Pei Yan didn't think it was a good thing, they still accepted these blessings in front of the emperor and the cultural relics officials, and then sat back on the stage to watch the performance.

The security work of the palace was done very well. Except for the episode of the queen mother, there was no assassin. Pei Qinghong was able to watch all the performances on the high stage in peace, and then the emperor and the emperor took the lead to leave.

Of course, before they left, the imperial decree of the emperor's marriage to the daughter of the Wang family and the appointment of Pei Qinghong, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, were issued.

After the royal family left, the civil and military officials began to leave.Pei Qinghong was very distracted watching the performance, even when he and Pei Yan got into the Pei family's carriage to return home, his mind was not completely pulled back.

It was only after Pei Yan "coughed" twice that Pei Qinghong asked with a puzzled look, "What happened again?"

"I can't call you if nothing happened?" Pei Yan's complexion was a little dark, because Pei Qinghong became the Taifu, and he didn't maintain his smiling face when he got into the carriage.

Pei Qinghong quickly sat up and replied: "Father can call his son anytime."

Pei Yan's gaze shifted to the roll of yellow silk cloth, and then met Pei Qinghong's clear black eyes: "What's the matter with you today? I've been distracted from time to time since entering the palace, do you know that you took it? What errand?!"

"I know, our Majesty's Grand Tutor, what can I do if I don't take over, I can't be disrespectful, can I?" The young man's words were a little more helpless.

He didn't want to accept it either, but the emperor's imperial decree had been issued. If he resisted the decree, the entire Pei family would suffer.

The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die. Pei Yan also knows this truth very well, so he just sighed, and then asked, "Why does your majesty want you to be his tutor?"

Pei Qinghong is like a fish in water in the Ministry of Industry. He is very talented in water control and Fengshui, and he is also excellent in arithmetic and civil engineering. But what the king wants to learn is not his strong point. It is natural for Pei Yan to worry that it will be strange.

"Your heart is unpredictable. Maybe Your Majesty originally wanted to ask father to take up the position of Taifu, but finally turned his attention to me and changed his mind. If you think about it this way, it would be a big problem for me to be the Taifu. Good thing." Taishu's voice obviously paused when he read the word Pei, and there were only three people surnamed Pei present at the scene this time: father, son and brother.

Pei Qingyi sat far away from the high platform, and when the banquet was over, the other party only came over to say something, then turned and returned to his Imperial Academy. Even if the little emperor liked Pei Qingyi's fairy-like skin, he would not choose it Such a bookworm.

It was obvious that Taishu Yue's favorite candidate at the beginning was his father, Pei Yan, but Pei Yan was already shouldering the heavy responsibility of the left minister, and he might be powerless to teach the emperor.And Pei Qinghong is well-known, and if he is bound, he will also be bound to the Pei family.

Thinking about the stakes involved, Pei Qinghong can only accept the reality: "Father, there is no need to worry too much. I will never say a word that should not be said. I will handle it myself. And Taifu is a first-rank official, so I think it's a good thing that I have been promoted to a level, so don't worry too much."

Pei Yan touched his chin subconsciously, and the tentacles were clean. Only then did he realize that his beard had been shaved by Mrs. Ye himself a few days ago. You have your own sense of proportion, but in the future, if you want to walk in the palace frequently, you should be more cautious."

Pei Qinghong nodded, and opened the curtain to look at the scenery outside the carriage. It was already night, except for brothels and pharmacies, most of the shops were closed.

Above the dome, a semi-circular moon hangs high. In the dark night sky, a few stars are scattered around the moon, and further away is the bright Milky Way. Pei Qinghong recalled the time when the morning star appeared, and reckoned that it should be the beginning of Haishi .

Although it was late, it would be too late before midnight. Pei Qinghong touched his purse hanging around his waist. His fingers could feel the hard bulge through the silk and satin made of Hebei, and it was lying quietly inside. Wearing the snake-shaped jade pendant.

Pei Yan was originally resting with his eyes closed, but when he was shocked by the cool wind blowing from the carriage, he opened his eyes to look at his second son: "You seem to be in a hurry to go back today, what is the reason?"

Facing his immediate elders, Pei Qinghong became more shy for no reason, lowered his head, and his voice was softer than usual: "Today is also Zijue's birthday. I promised to come back earlier to spend it with him."

"Why didn't you say it earlier? As a father-in-law, I should also prepare birthday gifts in advance."

Pei Qinghong's face was a little more surprised: "Father, you don't even remember the birthdays of the three of us, so why do you want to tell you. Mother is considerate, so she will naturally give you your share."

Pei Yan was really a bit embarrassed about this meeting: "I don't have a bad memory. It's the birthday of the Supreme Emperor. It's also because my colleagues started preparing for it a long time ago, and I only remember how many of you there are."

When he said this.The speed of the carriage slowed down, and then the coachman shouted outside: "Master, Master, the place is here."

Pei Yan hurriedly opened the curtain: "Okay, that's okay, anyway, I will send you off from your mother. Get out of the car quickly, your new wife is still waiting inside."

Pei Qinghong only glanced at him, and didn't say anything to expose his faults. He jumped out of the carriage and walked to his yard first.However, he didn't go back to his room immediately, instead he went to the separate small kitchen in his yard first, washed his hands and prepared to cook soup.

The gentleman is far away from the kitchen. Although Pei Qinghong likes food, he is not easy to cook. His cooking skills are not particularly good. He only moved his hands a few times when he was pleasing Mrs. Ye and Pei Yan. He came to the small kitchen like this. , but the cook was taken aback.

The mellow cook first greeted her master, and then hurriedly snatched the onion and garlic from Pei Qinghong's hand, for fear that the master would hurt her hand: "There are still hot cakes in the small steamer, and some are warmed up." Xiao Cai, if you want to eat fresh ones, just ask me to do it. Don’t hurt your hand with this kind of rough work!"

Each courtyard in Pei's mansion has its own small kitchen, and some snacks will be prepared for supper in the evening, just in case the masters are hungry and there is no fresh food to eat.This time Pei Qinghong went to the banquet, but he cooked some dishes he liked to keep warm in the kitchen as usual, in case the master didn't have enough to eat at the banquet, and it would be difficult in the middle of the night.

Pei Qinghong explained in a gentle voice: "I just want to order a bowl of noodles, not for myself. Today is Zijue's birthday, so I want to serve him longevity noodles myself."

"Master is really kind to Mr. Lang. My family only knows to ask me what I want to eat when I come back, and never understands me." This big-bodied cook is a northerner with a bright personality. With a deed, he is not so cautious with a kind master like Pei Qinghong.He speaks loudly and is willful, not as respectful as other servants.

The cook shook the water from the shallots, and mixed the water with the noodles to roll out the noodles: "Master, if you want to make noodles for Mr. Lang, you can find me. You just sit and wait for a while, and eat something to fill up the noodles." Stomach, I guarantee that Mr. Lang's noodles are full of strength."

Pei Qinghong really didn't eat anything at the banquet, so he just filled a small bowl of rice, filled a small bowl of enoki mushroom soup by himself, took a few dishes and found a clean place to eat while watching the cook rolling the noodles.

Next, he must come by himself, but it is still possible to leave other places to the cook.The green onion that Pei Qinghong was holding earlier was snatched by the other party and scrambled to wash it.

This cook is naturally different from him, a novice. The former washed the green shallots and cut them neatly, and then chopped some cabbage, onions and pork and put them on the chopping board.Northerners are good at pasta, and there is fermented dough in the kitchen, just waiting for the cook to finish the finished noodles for Pei Qinghong to follow.

Pei Qinghong eats small bowls of dishes in a gentle manner and watches the loud cook perform the unique skill of rolling noodles. He, a cook from the north, is especially experienced in kneading noodles. Those opera and cabaret performances are much more interesting.

In order for Lan Min to eat the noodles as soon as possible, the cook only rolled out a large bowl of noodles. Before Pei Qinghong started, she first turned the heavy iron pot, and then changed a small pot from the wall. Wash it and put it on the stove, and put a fire in the stove.She prepared everything for Pei Qinghong, and then stepped aside to watch Pei Qinghong make noodles.

Because Pei Qinghong asked to do the rest by herself, she didn't dare to give any directions, so she went to wash the dishes elsewhere, and glanced here from time to time to see how the young master who didn't touch Yangchun water with his ten fingers cooked noodles.

Relying on the memory of his previous life, Pei Qinghong first heated oil in a small wok with medium heat, then added cabbage and pork, and fried the pork until the color of the pork changed, then Pei Qinghong added some chicken broth, soy sauce and chopped pork into it. ginger boil.

The fire was quite strong below, so Pei Qinghong counted the time in his heart, and when he saw that it was almost done, he added onions and noodles and stirred. When the aroma of the noodles wafted out, he took a pair of chopsticks to pick out another noodle, and made sure it was almost the same. After it became soft, I quickly took a bowl to serve it, and finally sprinkled some shallots on it, and put a poached egg boiled in a small pot on top.

When he entered the bedroom, Lan Min should have just taken a shower, and was reading in front of the candlelight with a book in his obscene clothes. When he saw Pei Qinghong coming in, he quickly got up to greet him.

"Originally, longevity noodles are meant to be eaten in the morning. I specifically asked my mother not to ask the cook to make noodles for you. This noodle was rolled by the cook, but it was made by me. Try it and see how it tastes."

The appearance of the noodles is still very good, with sesame oil added, it also smells very good.Lan Min still had some doubts about Pei Qinghong's craftsmanship, but after all, it was his husband's wish, so he said thank you, took the chopsticks and bowed his head to eat the noodles.

Pei Qinghong watched him take a sip, his brows and eyes stretched before he let go of the hanging heart, watched Lan Min eat the noodles in mouthfuls, and when the other party had eaten most of the bowl of noodles, he put his hands on his knees to untie his waist Purse: "Happy birthday, this is Mu Zhi's first birthday here, and I have something to give you."

Lan Min wiped the soup off his mouth with a handkerchief and looked up at him. Pei Qinghong smiled at him, brought the candle that lit up the whole room, and blew out the candle.