The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 47

[Chapter 47 Hotpot]

After having a drink, a blush appeared on Emperor Chu’s old face. He picked up the article and read it three times. He felt more and more that this person was a talented person.

I excitedly tore up my name, and a name came into view – Fang Xiu.

This name seemed to make an impression . Emperor Chu’s face

became

a little unnatural. He put the article aside, thought for a moment, and asked, “Uncle Anping, what have you been doing recently?”

Uncle Anping?

Liu Cheng was startled and said hurriedly: “My servant heard that Anping’s uncle had newly brewed a strong liquor and sold it in a restaurant for more than ten taels of silver. There was an endless stream of drunkards who came here because of it. Suddenly, the capital The news spread like wildfire, and the people all said

, “They all said that Uncle Anping relied on his noble status to buy and sell by force, and bullied the good.”

The Emperor of Chu was a wise king, and he heard this .

Bullying the people, a look of disgust suddenly appeared on his face.

But then I thought about it, this man is a loyal person, and now he has written such an article to protect the country. Between the lines, he clearly distinguishes between right and wrong, and he does not look like a villain who oppresses good people.

Someone must be slandering me behind my back.

Even if what the people say is true, this son only suffered from a “brain disease” and his temperament changed drastically to such an extent.

If he is allowed to be diagnosed and treated by the imperial doctor and given some time to recuperate, he may not be able to become a loyal son again.

When Emperor Chu thought of this, his anger had subsided by seven points, and he said in a deep voice: “Send someone to bring Uncle Anping, I will reprimand him.”

Liu Cheng hurriedly bowed: “I obey the order.”

Fang Mansion.

There was an iron pot on the stone table in the yard, steaming hot.

Hot pot is nothing new on earth.

There are countless hot pot restaurants in almost every city, and they are even more crowded especially in winter.

After all, on a freezing night, what could be more warming than a hot pot meal?

At this time, although it is early spring, it is still chilly in the north, which is perfect for eating this hot pot.

But Chu State did not have such delicacies, so Fang Xiu sent someone to make an iron pot.

Water is added to the pot, and a special stove is connected below with oil in it.

Bai Xiaochun lit the fire, and flames immediately rose under the pot.

The soup in the pot had been stewed a long time ago. It was made from beef bones bought with a lot of money, and some vegetables were also put in it.

As soon as the fire was ignited, the pot heated up quickly and began to boil immediately.

Suddenly, the yard was filled with a rich aroma.

The stone table was filled with plates of mutton, all cut into small thin slices.

Although winter has passed, fresh vegetables are still extremely difficult to find. Even if they are available, they are relatively expensive. Moreover, due to storage, the taste and nutrition cannot be compared with fresh vegetables.

Therefore, the plate is mainly composed of fungi, with tofu, radish, meat, and very little cabbage and greens.

Fang Xiu sat on the Taishi chair, looking at the steaming iron pot, feeling quite emotional.

In his previous life, he loved hot pot, but he grew up in an orphanage and lived in poverty since childhood. Only when he went to college and occasionally received a scholarship did he dare to invite a few friends to have a meal at a hot pot restaurant.

Nowadays, hot pot is still the same hot pot, but everything has changed.

Alas, as luck would have it, Fang

Xiu picked up a piece of mutton with his chopsticks and put it into the hot pot.

After a while, the mutton turned from red to white. He took it out, put it on Xiu’er’s plate, and said, “This is the hot pot I told you last time. Try how it tastes.”

Xiu’er’s face turned red and she lowered her head. , whispered: “Thank you, young master.”

Being able to eat at the same table with the master is already a great favor for a little maid.

But the young master even picked up the food for her in person, which made her so moved that she wanted to cry.

After the young master suffered from brain disease, he seemed to be a different person.

Although the young master was kind to them in the past, he had never been like this.

She can feel it.

Now, the young master really does not treat her as a slave.

Of course, this is just Xiu’er’s feeling. Bai Xiaochun, who is standing beside him, doesn’t think so.

He looked at the bubbling hot pot on the stove and smelled the alluring aroma. In addition to being curious, he also felt greedy and

his throat couldn’t help but twitch and he swallowed his saliva.

Fang Xiu ate a few slices of boiled mutton. Hearing the sound, he remembered that there was someone standing behind him.

He waved his hand and said, “Sit down and have a taste.”

In the past, Bai Xiaochun would have refused and showed his loyalty again.

But now, he just wants to taste the ‘hot pot’ made by the young master.

I thanked him with tears of gratitude and sat on the other side.

Seeing the young master put the mutton into his mouth, he had no time to fish out the food in the pot.

Bai Xiaochun couldn’t wait to pick up the chopsticks, pick up a piece of mutton and stuff it into his mouth.

He exhaled like a dog after being burned, but couldn’t bear to spit it out. His face turned red, and it took him a while to recover.

Xiu’er was originally like him, with a piece of tofu already put on the chopsticks when she saw Bai Xiaochun.

I followed the example of the young master and let it dry for a while before eating slowly.

Halfway through the meal, a young boy hurried in, bowed and said: “Master, there is a person coming outside, saying he is a eunuch from the palace, here to convey the decree.”

Is it the eunuch from the palace again?

Fang Xiu put down his chopsticks in disappointment and said casually: “Xiu’er, you eat first, and I’ll go take a look.”

Xiu’er opened her mouth, but before she could speak, she saw the young master leaving the yard.

Bai Xiaochun chewed the mutton in his mouth, but in vain he reacted, got up in a hurry, and chased after him.

When I hurried to the main hall, I saw a white-faced and beardless eunuch looking around with disdain, his hands behind his back.

I had long heard that this prodigal son was suffering from a brain disease, and he did all kinds of evil and daring things.

When I saw it at this moment, it was indeed the case.

Our family is here to convey His Majesty’s decree. We have been waiting here for half an hour, but the prodigal son has not yet come to receive His Majesty’s decree. It is really hateful.

Fang Xiu entered the main hall and immediately put on a smile.

After reading so many history books, he understood that none of these eunuchs who were always by the emperor’s side were cheap. Although they were of humble status, they had incredible strength.

Gentlemen are easy to deal with, but villains are difficult to guard against.

Perhaps due to their physical disability, these eunuchs are more or less perverted than ordinary people in their hearts. They can be said to be out-and-out villains. If there is no festival, it is best not to provoke them.

Walking up to the little eunuch who was delivering the order, Fang Xiu bowed his hands and said politely: “I have met my father-in-law. He came from afar and was not able to greet me. I hope you will forgive me.”

As he spoke, he made a gesture from his arms. The act of taking out money.

After working hard in society for so many years, I still know this bit about human nature.

Seeing this, the young eunuch’s face darkened in vain, and he said with displeasure: “Young Master Fang is a nobleman, and we are servants serving others. How dare we accept your money?”

Fang Xiu was slightly startled.

This person seems to have come with bad intentions.

Before he could say anything, he heard the young eunuch saying surreptitiously: “Young Master Fang should keep the money for himself. I think he will need it when he goes to the prison in the future.”

( End of this chapter)