The Manchu and Han Banquets in Qing Dynasty

I forgot Xuangui, and Ding Zhiyuan, the little royal chef whose palm was cut off. After all, such things in the harem are very common.

However, Zixiu's life became more and more leisurely. With Kangxi's promise, he can go out of the palace twice a month to visit Ding Zhiyuan.Ding Zhiyuan's body has recovered, and with things to do, he is even more radiant than before.

Sometimes Zixiu would tease him and asked him to get a wife, but Ding Zhiyuan always said that he was not serious.

Seeing Zixiu happy, Kangxi was also in a good mood.Kangxi hasn't been that busy recently, so every time he gets late, he has to tease Zixiu for a while.

Today, Kangxi was pestering Zixiu again, asking Zixiu to feed him with his own hands. Zixiu was very embarrassed, and when he stretched out his hand, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

"Your Majesty, Zhang Guiqin seeks an audience." It was Liang Jiugong's voice.

Kangxi froze for a moment, then happily said: "Xuan." Zixiu hurriedly withdrew his hand, wondering if he should leave.However, the emperor's reaction was a bit strange. He had never been so happy to meet a minister before.

Just as he was thinking, the door had already opened, and the people who came in looked a little dusty, as if they had just returned from a long journey.He was dressed as a bodyguard and looked to be in his early thirties with a masculine look.

"See the emperor for a humble position." Even the voice of the speech was very loud.

Liang Jiugong gently closed the palace door, and the light in the room became darker.

"Flat body."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhang Guiqin stood there respectfully with his head bowed slightly.

Zixiu whispered: "Your majesty, why don't I go out first?" He sensed that this man had something important to tell the emperor. As an imperial cook, he didn't want to and couldn't know too much.

Kangxi said: "It's okay, Zhang Shiwei, let's talk." Hearing what he said, Zixiu stood beside him again.

The man glanced at Zixiu, and said with a calm expression: "The matter of the emperor handing over the humble post has already begun. A few days ago, the humble post passed Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain, and overheard a monk there talking about a person who led a monk. That monk has a noble status, and the abbot of the monastery personally invites him for anything. This incident aroused the suspicion of the humble official, so he went to investigate it himself." He stopped at this point.

Kangxi's expression was a little urgent, and Zixiu found that his hands were all clenched.However, Qingliang Temple on Wutai Mountain sounds familiar.

"What's the result?" Kangxi tried hard to control his emotions, but his voice was still trembling.

Zhang Guiqin said: "Nine out of ten that monk is the late emperor!"

"Dang!" The inkstone on the table fell to the ground, and the ink splashed all over the floor.Zixiu was awakened by the crisp sound: "The late emperor, isn't that the Emperor Shunzhi?"No wonder it is so familiar to hear Mount Wutai.

There is indeed an unofficial history saying that Emperor Shunzhi became a monk in Wutai Mountain for Concubine Dong E, but there is no definite evidence. Unexpectedly, Kangxi has been sending people to investigate secretly.

Mount Wutai... Is Shunzhi really there?

Regardless of the fallen inkstone, Kangxi asked, "What evidence is there?"

Zhang Guiqin didn't expect the emperor's reaction to be so intense, and he was stunned for a second before replying: "Hizhi saw Concubine Dong E's tomb in the back mountain."

Kangxi frowned, and it was Concubine Dong E again. Back then, Huang Ama only loved Concubine Dong E. Although his biological mother was a queen, Huang Ama didn't love her at all.The two respected each other as guests, and the Queen's mother was very unhappy.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Zhang Guiqin called Kangxi twice before he came back to his senses.

He asked: "Huang Ama... is he doing well?" In fact, he knew very well in his heart, how could he live well in that kind of place?Huang Ama had been staying in the palace before, and was used to living a life of rich clothes and fine food. How much suffering would he have to suffer when he went there?

However, he still went, and it seemed that his heart was dead.Thinking of this, he was somewhat worthless for his empress.

"The first emperor lived a peaceful life. He ate fast and recited Buddha's name every day. He also planted a small piece of land and raised a few chickens." Zhang Guiqin reported truthfully.

Kangxi couldn't help but smile wryly, is this kind of life what Huang Ama yearns for?

After Zhang Guiqin went out, Kangxi fell into deep thought again.Then, he made a decision: he was going to Mount Wutai to see Emperor Shunzhi in person.

Zixiu opened his mouth, but said nothing.However, he felt that Kangxi's hope was slim, and those who had become monks were no longer attached to the world of mortals. It was really hard to say whether Emperor Shunzhi would see Kangxi or not.

Only Kangxi, Zixiu and Zhang Guiqin knew about this matter. Kangxi declared to the public that he was going to Mount Wutai to offer incense, and even the Empress Dowager kept it a secret.If the Empress Dowager hadn't forced Concubine Dong E back then, how could Emperor Shunzhi have been so desperate to become a monk?

It was not a trivial matter for the emperor to go to Mount Wutai to offer incense. It took nearly half a month for the officials of various ministries to get everything in order.Kangxi asked Zixiu to accompany him, outsiders thought he wanted to eat the imperial meal made by Zixiu, but insiders knew that he just didn't want to be separated from that little cook.

On the way to Wutai Mountain, Kangxi's mood was cloudy and uncertain, sometimes nervous, sometimes excited, and sometimes anxious.Zixiu didn't sit in the same carriage with him, so he couldn't comfort him either.Because of this, his mood became worse.

The distance between the capital city and Mount Wutai is not that close, and the group of people was so mighty that it took nearly a month to reach their destination.A large number of guards guarded the foot of the mountain and around the temple, completely sealing off the place.The officials who followed lived in a place dedicated to entertaining guests, and no more than five people entered the temple.

On the day Kangxi arrived at Qingliang Temple, the abbot Master Huitong led all the monks in the temple to greet him. Kangxi searched for a long time, but did not see his Huang Ama.Think about it too, how could Huang Ama appear?

Following the abbot all the way into the temple, Kangxi worshiped the Bodhisattva in the main hall and burned incense devoutly.Afterwards, the abbot asked someone to take him to the wing.

Knowing that Kangxi was coming, the monastery had already packed up the side rooms for Kangxi to live in. Zixiu, Liang Jiugong and others lived next to Kangxi, accompanied by Ming Feng and Zhang Guiqin.

"The abbot has given the instructions. If the emperor needs anything, just tell him." The little novice clasped his hands together, a little curious, but he didn't dare to look up at Kangxi.

Kangxi said: "I see, you go out first."

"Yes." The little monk politely withdrew.

"Your Majesty, rest for a while, the servant will call you again during dinner." Liang Jiugong said.

Kangxi nodded, he was indeed a little tired from the long journey.After changing his clothes, he fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Zixiu didn't take a break, but wandered around the area.This is his first time living in a temple, and it feels a bit novel.The courtyard they live in is quite far from the main hall, the surroundings are relatively quiet, and the weather is not too hot, so it is very suitable for travel and leisure.

Unable to stay idle, he went to the little novice and wanted to go to the kitchen, but the little novice told him that outsiders were not allowed to enter the kitchen.Zixiu had no choice but to go back to his small courtyard.

As the sky gradually darkened, Liang Jiugong went to invite Kangxi to get up, and after washing up, a little novice brought them vegetarian dishes.Kangxi was eating, no joy or anger could be seen on his face, but Zixiu knew that he must not be used to it.

"I asked the people in the temple this afternoon, and they said that outsiders were not allowed to enter the kitchen, and the servant wanted to cook some porridge for the emperor." Zixiu said this with a feeling of helplessness.

Kangxi's eyes lit up, and he asked Liang Jiugong to call the little monk.

"What orders does the emperor have?" the little novice asked respectfully.

Kangxi said: "I brought a cook, he wants to use your kitchen, but you said that outsiders are not allowed to enter the kitchen, so I want to know what's going on."

The little novice said: "This rule is set by the abbot, why don't you ask the emperor to wait for a while, and the little monk will go to the abbot for instructions and then come to report?"

Kangxi promised, the little novice retreated, and came back after a while.

"The abbot agrees, this benefactor can enter the kitchen, benefactor, please follow me." The little novice made a gesture of invitation, Zixiu smiled and followed the little monk.

Zixiu sighed: Being an emperor is really different.

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The kitchen of Qingliang Temple is not big, but it is very clean. Since it is past dinner time, there is only one monk doing the final cleaning.The little novice explained the purpose of coming, and the monk who took care of the aftermath let Zixiu do whatever he wanted, and put all the ingredients aside for him to use.

There is no meat or wine in the pure land of Buddhism. Zixiu checked and found that there were only cucumbers, beans and other vegetables.There is no way, I can only make do for a while.

Not long after, Zixiu came back to the small courtyard with the plate of food. Kangxi was reading a book in the room. His silhouette was reflected on the wall by the soft candlelight, which made his heart skip a beat.

Zixiu took in the prepared meals and put them all on the table. Kangxi put away the scroll and said, "Zixiu, thank you for your hard work. Let me see what you have done?"

"It's nothing, there are only vegetarian dishes here, let's make do with it." Zixiu served him a bowl of porridge, "Try this, just made mandarin duck rolls."

Kangxi took a sip, with a strange expression on his face, and said after a while: "The taste seems to be different from the previous ones."

Zixiu smiled: "Because the seasonings and ingredients are not complete here, it took me a lot of work." He was not complaining, but compared with the palace, this place is too poor.

Kangxi tasted everything, but felt a little depressed. Is this how Huang Ama comes here every day?Life here is so hard, why does he stay here and not return to the palace?

"Your Majesty, is it not delicious?" Seeing that he was at a loss, Zixiu asked.

"No, I was just thinking, why is Huang Ama willing to stay here? Will living such a life be happy? Chanting scriptures every day