There is Room For the Poor Daughter - Chapter 695
[Chapter 695, silent show off]
“After recapturing Dongqu City, the eight kings defected all the way to the Tatar imperial court. When we chased him, he had already died of illness and was buried hastily in a barren mound. On the grassland.”
In Qianqing Palace, Xue Xiangchen carefully reported to the emperor about the Eight Kings and their henchmen.
The emperor was silent for a long time: “Are you sure it is the eighth king?”
Xue Xiangchen nodded: “I have confirmed it.” Then, he quickly raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and said after deliberation, “I dare not move the body of the eighth king without authorization, but I wrote down the location of the burial.” The
emperor sneered and sighed: “The old man colluded with the Tatars and burned the army rations for his own self-interest, regardless of the righteousness of the country. In this case, let him be buried on the grassland, so as not to pollute me. The land of Great Xia.”
Xue Xiangchen suddenly knelt down to plead guilty, and Xiao Yeyang, Yan Wentao, and Yan Wenkai behind him could only follow suit: “The emperor redeemed his sins, and his subordinates were incompetent. They are still absconding.” The
emperor didn’t blame him: “It’s not your fault, the grassland is vast, and if they hide in it, it’s hard for you to find them. Without the Eight Kings, it’s just a bunch of mobs. It’s alright, let’s all get up. Xue Xiangchen breathed a sigh of
relief, and led the three of Xiao Yeyang to stand up.
Chu Gang waited for Xue Xiangchen to finish speaking, and quickly reported the military situation: “The frontier army has taken over the Tatar territory, but the Tatar nomads make a living, so it is not particularly easy to manage.
” I will let the ministers discuss it.”
Hearing this, Chu Gang stopped talking, he is a military commander, he only cares about fighting, but he doesn’t know how to govern.
Knowing more about the affairs of northern Xinjiang, the emperor smiled and took a few people to the celebration hall.
In the main hall, all the high officials had already sat down one by one, and when they saw the emperor approaching, they stood up and saluted one after another.
The emperor waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down, walked to the main seat and sat down, pointed to the lower seat, and signaled Xiao Yeyang to sit down.
Chu Gang and Xue Xiangchen walked to their seats and sat down naturally without signaling.
As for Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai who participated in this kind of banquet for the first time, they were a little dumbfounded.
Xiao Yeyang wanted to speak out, but was stopped by the emperor.
Seeing the interested Uncle Huang and the grinning Eunuch An behind him, Xiao Yeyang immediately remembered that Uncle Huang was kidnapped by the Daohua brothers and sisters.
Xiao Yeyang gave Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai a helpless look, then picked up the glass on the table and drank it down.
Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai looked at each other and muttered in a low voice.
“Then there is still space, it should be reserved for us?”
“Is it too far in front?”
“We are heroes, so we should sit in the front. Why don’t we go sit down and just stand like this , I feel so silly, many people are looking at us.”
“If you sit wrong, it will be even more embarrassing if you get kicked up.”
“The emperor is watching our joke, anyway, it is already embarrassing, I am not afraid of even more embarrassing After
finishing speaking, Yan Wenkai strode towards the empty seat, but when he saw clearly that Yang Chenghua, who was sitting next to him, was smiling and looking at him, he immediately turned a corner and walked towards the bottom seat.
“Hey, why did Master Yan leave? This is your seat, come and sit.”
Yang Chenghua hurriedly called out to stop Yan Wenkai.
The voice was a little loud, and it immediately attracted the attention of others in the hall.
Yan Wentao, who was a few steps behind, looked at the fourth younger brother who was standing stiffly in the center of the hall, and resolutely went to sit under Yang Chenghua.
Yan Wenkai noticed his father’s disgusting gaze, and then glanced at the audience watching the play. He was speechless, thought for a while, grinned, turned to look at Yang Chenghua, walked over, and said with self-reproach: “Oh, my lord It’s you, look at my eyes, I didn’t recognize you, I really should hit you.”
“Your eyes are not good enough, even Mr. Shoufu can ignore them.” The emperor answered with a smile.
Hearing that Yang Chenghua was the chief assistant, Yan Wenkai staggered, and Yan Wentao’s hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air.
Yan Wenkai smiled and came to Yang Chenghua’s side, quickly poured a glass of wine, then offered it with both hands, and said with a smile on his face: “It’s all the kid’s fault, you don’t care about me if you have a lot of wine, after drinking this glass of wine, everything The past is gone with the wind.” He said and handed over the wine glass.
Yang Chenghua looked at Yan Wenkai with a smile: “Float away if you say so, the old man still remembers the salty smell.” The smell!
Oh, I can’t continue thinking about it anymore, and he can’t help but feel nauseous again.
Yan Wenkai’s eyelids twitched, and he forcibly misinterpreted Yang Chenghua’s words: “Does your lord want to talk about pickles?” After speaking, he looked at Yang Chenghua with the eyes of a confidant.
“I never thought that the taste of adults is the same as that of children, and I always like to eat my pickles!”
“I’m telling you, I’m not boasting, the pickles made by my family are really unique. Oh, I can’t I’ve said it, my saliva is about to flow out when I say it.” After speaking
, he handed the wine glass to Yang Chenghua again.
“My lord likes to eat it, so I will make the pickles you eat in the future.”
Yang Chenghua looked at Yan Wenkai with a half-smile, “Did I mean pickles?”
Yan Wenkai’s face froze: “Fresh vegetables are also good.”
Yang Chenghua was speechless Looking at Yan Wenkai, he pondered for a while: “Speaking of this dish, don’t tell me, I really like to eat it. Do you know the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Shop?”
Yan Wenkai nodded: “Yes.” The fruit and vegetable shop opened by the eldest sister Isn’t it called Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Store?
Yang Chenghua: “I like to eat the vegetables sold in that shop, why don’t you help me buy the vegetables that I eat every day in the future?”
As soon as the words came out, everyone looked over and complained in their hearts that Yang Chenghua was a old fox.
Everyone in the hall knows how difficult it is to buy vegetables at the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Store. They eat them every day. How much time does it take to queue up to buy them?
The old fox is good at torturing people, and everyone couldn’t help but sympathize with Yan Wenkai in their hearts.
Who knows, Yan Wenkai actually agreed: “Hey, that’s it, no problem.”
Yang Chenghua was also taken aback for a moment, thinking that Yan Wenkai might not know about the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Store just after he came to Beijing, so he kindly reminded him: “The food in that shop is very difficult to buy. You can’t go back on your word if you promise me.”
Yan Wenkai said with a smile, “Hey, my sister owns that shop. Don’t worry, your food is indispensable.
” With these words, everyone in the hall who was still watching the play couldn’t help but pause.
The Secretary of the Household Department quickly looked at Yan Zhigao: “Is the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Shop really yours?”
Yan Zhigao had not been in the capital for long, and he was busy getting familiar with the Household Department during this time, so he really didn’t notice the popularity of the capital. The shop: “That…it should be.”
He vaguely remembered that the fruit and vegetable shop opened by his eldest daughter in Xingzhou and Ningmen Mansions seemed to be named after this, and the business seemed to be really good.
Why, the shop is already so famous that it has spread to the capital?
Hubu Shangshu was a little speechless: “What is it, you don’t know your shop?”
Yan Zhigao showed embarrassment: “That shop was used by my eldest daughter to practice, I usually don’t ask.”
The officials: “.”
Practice?
Is this new Hubu Yan Shilang being modest or showing off?
(end of this chapter)
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