He Shen

Master Fu's cook is very good.

Qianlong was very concerned about Mr. Fu, fearing that Mr. Fu would not eat well, so he often sent the royal chef to Fu's family to teach cooking skills. Over time, the chef of Fu's family also practiced some unique skills.

Fu Heng didn't talk much, but he was familiar with Qianlong's taste and took good care of him. Qianlong said with a smile, "except in the palace, that is, the food here in Chunhe is my favorite."

"Long live the prize." Master Fu filled a bowl of soup and put it in Qianlong's hand, "It's just a simple meal. Long live Lord doesn't dislike it, it's the dignity of a slave."

Shanbao admired Mr. Fu's well-balanced attitude. If it is too much, it will be flattering, if it is less, it will be reserved. The tacit understanding between the emperor and his ministers also opened Shanbao's eyes.

Shoufu is really not easy to do.

Qianlong took a sip of fresh bamboo shoots and old duck soup, nodded in praise and said, "This soup tastes better than those made by the imperial chef."

Fu Heng was polite again, Qianlong put down the spoon, and asked with a smile, "Chunhe, could this be Li's craftsmanship?"

Fu Heng felt helpless in his heart, "Yes, Mrs. Li is the best at cooking soup. Since it suits Wansui's taste, Li Zhong, I will reward Li's ten taels of silver, saying that Mrs. Li praises the taste of her soup."

The chief executive stepped back.

Qianlong stopped with a smile, "Wait a minute, Mrs. Xuan Li came to see me. I'm very curious. See, the materials here are not different from those I used in the past. Why are they so fresh?"

After Qianlong opened his mouth, the housekeeper hurriedly followed suit.

When everyone saw that Qianlong had put down his chopsticks, they naturally didn't dare to continue eating.

The maids took away the food lightly, served tea and rinsed their mouths, and then brought new tea. The big housekeeper took the opportunity to bring Mrs. Li in to report. Qianlong was holding a cup of tea, and saw a woman in green clothes following her. Behind the butler, he knelt at the door, bowing his head in a polite manner.

Rao Qianlong was also a little puzzled, how could Xiao Chun'er's concubine dress up so plainly, with only a gold flat square on her head, and the material of this clothes was not bright enough, Qianlong sipped the tea ceremony, "raise your head Come."

Chef Li looked very excited, she raised her head tremblingly, she didn't lose her posture like an ordinary woman, she looked somewhat knowledgeable.Qianlong stared at Li Kitchen's half-aged and young lady's face, and looked at Fu Heng hesitantly: Has your taste changed?Do you want to eat old corn instead of tender corn?When did you accept such an old concubine?

Fu Heng sat upright and ignored Qianlong.

Qianlong smiled lightly and asked, "I often hear Chunhe mention your cooking skills, and now I taste it, and it really lives up to its reputation. This soup is very good. Where are you from?"

"Go back, go back to the words of the Long Live Lord, the servant's hometown is Hangzhou."

The voice was indeed soft, with the softness of a water town. Qianlong nodded, "Oh, I heard that you are not only good at cooking, but also a little bit about acupuncture?"

Don't Xiao Chun'er casually get a cook named Li to perfuse me?

Chef Li said softly, "Yes, I have learned a thing or two from my maidservant's mother when I was young." She was originally a young lady from a scholarly family, but she was confiscated from the court as a slave for her father's crime, and was later rewarded by Empress Xiaoxian to Fu Heng. , and brought them out of the palace together.There are no relatives outside, and when she is old, she married the steward of the mansion.

Fu Heng sighed in his heart, and said, "Long live, you manage a lot of things every day, maybe you don't remember. When Li was young, he served by the servant's side. Speaking of which, he was still a palace man of Long live Chonghua Palace. You gave it to the slave when you were in the palace. Later, when she was old, she married the steward of the servant's mansion, because she is good at cooking soup, and now she works as an errand in the kitchen."

It actually made Xiao Chun'er see a joke...

Qianlong also felt it was funny, that day, Xiao Chun'er couldn't have been jealous, so he deliberately misunderstood me...

After being narcissistic for a while, Qianlong looked at Fu Heng with a smile, his eyes were full of sarcasm. Fu Heng lowered his eyes, and he could know Qianlong's pride without looking up. He reached under the table and pinched him hard.

Qianlong yelled "Ah", and Fu Heng stood up in shock. The naked shock did not reveal any falsehood at all... After Fu Heng got up, Mingrui and others did not dare to sit any longer. How quick Qianlong reacted , pressed his hand in the void, and suddenly realized, "Sit, I remember, oh, yes, Mrs. Li."

Qianlong was pinched, but he was very happy. He looked at Fu Hengping's face with a smile and recalled, "Yes, I don't know when you are young. Back then, when Chunhe was six years old, he was in the study room as a companion. Read, later, I married Empress Xiaoxian. I asked the first emperor to take him to live with him in Chonghua Palace. Chunhe didn't go out of the palace until I became the throne. He lived in the palace since he was a child. At that time, Mingrui's grandparents had passed away, and Chun and several other elder brothers were mostly officials outside. Not to mention Empress Xiaoxian, even I couldn't rest assured, so I sent a few big palace ladies Give it to him, Mrs. Li, was he the one who left the palace at that time?"

Li Shi nodded, "Yes."

"For many years, you have served Chunhe well, Xiao Luzi, and I will reward her with another 50 taels."

"It's all done by the servant girl. The servant girl thanked the Lord Long Live for the reward." Kowtowed again in a polite manner, and then backed down.

Qianlong enjoyed the meal physically and mentally, and took Fu Heng with him when he left. He used his official business in the name, and Fu Heng could not resist the order in public.

Qianlong further invited Fu Heng to sit in the carriage with him. Fu Heng choked on a word, "Long live, this is not suitable for etiquette. It is better for a slave to ride a horse."

Qianlong knew it well, he had a countermeasure, and said with a smile, "Mencius said, the king treats his ministers like brothers and feet, and the ministers treat him like his heart." He took Mr. Fu's hand, patted it, and said meaningfully, "Chunhe, in In my heart, you are more than just my brother and sister? Now it’s cold outside, how can I bear to let you ride a horse to catch the cold? Although there are restrictions on etiquette, but I read history books, there have always been good ministers by the side of virtuous kings, and close places It is not an exaggeration to fall asleep when you are full, and now I am waiting for the Spring Harmony, and I have the same heart."

Fu Heng was shivered by him, fearing that Qianlong would say something shocking again, he hurriedly said, "So, this slave will wait for Wansui to get into the car."

Mingrui and others sent them to the door, and Qianlong took Fu Heng into the carriage.

As soon as the car door was closed, Qianlong immediately grabbed Fu Heng's hand and squeezed...

Fukang'an ordered the cook to re-arrange the food, as well as the spicy rabbit head that Shanbao specially ordered before, but because of this dish, he didn't dare to put it on the imperial dining table.

Dining with the emperor is decent, but it is not easy to fill the stomach.

Fukang'an specially ordered the chef to boil the wine, and he was going to have a drink with He Shanbao.It's best for Shanbao to get a little drunk again, hehehe, so he can stay and take care of him by the way.With many thoughts that should not be shared with others, Fukang'an graciously pulled Shanbao into the table, and dismissed all the girls who were serving beside him, so as not to get in the way.

Shanbao wrinkled the tip of his nose, took a deep breath, stared at the plate of spicy rabbit heads, salivating, with a greedy look on his face, Fukang smiled, "I didn't know that you like this, and there is a special rabbit Head?" Looking at the layer of red peppers, Fukang'an thanked him for his insensitiveness, and shook his head, "It's better to eat less spicy ones, it's easy to get angry."

"Well, I think people usually eat less spicy food." At this moment, Sichuan cuisine is still nestled in the valley, and it is not known to everyone. Thinking about eating. I’m being rude.” Holding a delicious rabbit’s head with two fingers, the fresh juice dripped on his hand, Shanbao quickly licked it, and smacked his mouth twice, it tasted even better than the one he ate on the street in his previous life .

The food of the big family is exquisite, Shanbao specified that he wanted to eat this mouthful, the chef first marinated it with good spices for an hour, and then simmered it in high soup, even the bones were delicious and spicy, Shanbao took a The small bowl was picked up on the table, stretched out his slender white neck, sticking out the tip of his ruddy tongue, quickly licking the soup off the rabbit's head.

His hot lips were on fire, he opened his mouth slightly to inhale, and fanned the wind with one hand, "It's so cool, it's so cool... Come, pour me a glass of wine." It's a pity that there is no beer, Shanbao is a little regretful .

Seeing that Shanbao bit the bone behind the rabbit's head and bit down, the rabbit's head was split in two, revealing the brain. Shanbao picked it up with chopsticks and ate it. Within a short period of time, I gnawed clean the two pieces of meat from the head of the rabbit, the meat from heaven, and the meat from the eyes, and I was very stingy with chopsticks to dig out the meat on the bones under the eye sockets... It was so oily There are meat residues on the corners of the lips.

Fukang'an felt that he didn't understand Shanbao. Shanbao has always been meticulous and elegant, and the rules are engraved in his bones. When did he have such a rough and presumptuous eating appearance?

"Fukan'an, where's the wine?" Shanbao asked with a smile, crossing his hands.

Not the same, even the smile in the eyes is different from the past, it used to be faint, joy and sorrow are faint.At this moment, it seems like a flying dragon with its eyes dotted, breaking out of the wall, fresh and moving.

Fukang'an's hand holding the Jade Carved Eight Immortals Pot trembled slightly, poured two glasses of wine with downcast eyes, picked up one, and watched Shanbao deliver it to Shanbao's lips, Shanbao opened his mouth, and his shell-like teeth caught the green jade With a cup of wine, her slender neck leaned back, her red lips contained the wine, she swallowed it slowly, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Fukang'an with a smile and annoyance.

Lively and fragrant.

Fukang'an thought of these four words inexplicably, and felt faintly hot all over his body.

Shanbao smiled, filled the pot again, and said reminiscingly, "Before..." In summer days like this before, he would often go to the night market with his friends to eat barbecue braised meat, drink beer and tell jokes with spiced edamame...

With a long sigh, "Before..."

Fukang'an thought that Shanbao was thinking about the sad things in the past, and comforted him, "It's all over, don't think about it." Think more about the future, the future of the two of us.Fukang'an was looking forward to it, but worried at the same time. Did Shanbao get enlightened?

Shanbao smiled, staggered Fukang'an's eyes, and said to himself, "Emperor Han cherished Gillian and stored it in a golden house. Coughing and spitting for nine days, pearls and jade are born with the wind. Love is still resting, jealousy is rare .Nagato step by step, refused to return to the car temporarily. The rain does not fall to the sky, and the water is hard to collect. The love of the king and the love of the concubine flow from east to west. The hibiscus flower in the past is now a rootless grass. How long can I serve others with color? good?"

This poem struck Fukang'an's heart like a ringing bell. With a buzzing sound, the evil spirits receded, and Fukang'an suddenly lost all charming thoughts.

Did Shan Bao know?

Fukang'an stared at Shanbao's bright eyes. Yes, Shanbao was always alert and smart. He didn't deliberately hide his thoughts. He had always hoped that Shanbao would be enlightened. There was no reason why he didn't know.

This, is this his answer?

Apart from the surprise in his eyes, Fukang'an didn't lose his composure at all, and the expression on his face was even more unmoved. There is absolutely no such thing as a male protagonist in a QY drama who fails to woo him, clasping someone's shoulder and screaming, "I love you so much, why don't you?" Love me?" shit plot.

Shanbao admired Fukang'an's determination.

Fukang'an's thoughtful care for him is just like a brother; Fukang'an has this kind of thought for him, but he can control his heart when he is drunk, and Qiu has done nothing wrong, even if Shanbao has no intention of fukang'an , I felt a little guilty: Fukang'an really didn't treat him badly.

Shanbao smiled nonchalantly, "Women in ancient times are so miserable, Fukang'an, I think you are also a person who loves the new and dislikes the old. You have to drive with Rehe for at least half a year. Your two concubines I didn’t even bring the room, so is there a newcomer?”

There was no one else in the room, and Fukang'an was silent. After a long time, Fang said in a low voice, "What about newcomers and old people? Don't you know if I have any newcomers? It's just a concubine's room, which was rewarded by the emperor. Can I not? You say A woman’s fate is poor? How many men can’t do anything about it? Born in this world, who can do everything well? Empress Chen’s fate is not necessarily the reason why Emperor Wu of the Han loved the new and disliked the old. According to historical records, after marrying Chen, Emperor Wu of the Han had been around for more than ten years. There are no other concubines and concubines, and they only favor one person. It is a pity that Empress Chen has no children. It is a joke in the royal family. Since ancient times, the emperors, the Sangong and the Sixth Court have been the rules, and the concubines in the harem have favors, but not special favors. In fact, think about it, Empress Chen has more than ten years In the years of exclusive favors, since she was abolished, how many women in the harem can match the favor she received back then, Wei Zifu was abolished, Mrs. Gouyi was poisoned, compared to them, Empress Chen can live in Nagato It is also a blessing to spend the rest of my life in peace. "Ode to the Long Gate" was not written by Empress Chen who invited Sima Xiangru with a lot of money, but it was fabricated by later generations. Let me cry for Empress Chen. But you must know that Empress Chen may not want to read it in the spirit of heaven. Later generations use her to talk about things repeatedly, sigh and sigh, and make this mournful sound?"

Fukang'an felt awkward, and felt a little better after venting. He sighed, raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's have a drink. For the fateful Empress Chen."

Shanbao was afraid that Fukang'an would be hit, so he used wine to relieve his worries or something, but Fukang'an didn't drink too much, he only drank a few cups, then ordered someone to serve dinner, and had a good meal with Shanbao.After spending half the night in the Shanbaoyuan, I went back to rest in my own courtyard next door as usual.

The trouble made Shanbao lose his mind, did Fukang'an understand what he meant?

Fukang'an was lying in the quilt depressed, Li Taibai, who killed a thousand knives, had nothing to write about "Israel serving others, how long will it be good", he is really full!

Shanbao is also very cunning, what kind of ghost poems are read to choke him!In vain I could bear to scratch my heart and liver, even if Shanbao was drunk yesterday, he didn't do anything wrong!He was young and full of vigor, and his beloved was naked in his arms. It was hard to bear, but he was afraid that Shanbao would wake up and get angry, so he endured it all night, sitting still in his arms, and he was talking about a gentleman like him.

Today, I turned my face and refused to recognize others and recited the golden hoop curse of "using color to serve others" for him. Hmph, if I had known this, I should have fucked him yesterday!

Fukangan tossed the pancakes over and over on the bed, thinking about his idea, hum, the third master didn't say that he could just throw it away!Gritting his teeth and making up his mind, he didn't fall asleep until late at night.