Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

After Zheng Zhengjin heard Li Xueyan's words, he smiled noncommittally and said nothing more.

Instead, he picked up the tea cup on the stone table in the pavilion and took a gentle sip of the fragrant tea.

Li Daozong was very curious. He liked to drink tea. It was not until he drank the tea brewed by Zheng Zhengjin at Qingcheng Mountain that he realized what the hell he had been drinking for so many years. He wanted to ask to buy, but he couldn't.
What's more, the boy in front of me seems to be nothing more than a prince. Also, he felt that the young man in front of him was too weird, whether it was his behavior or his appearance. He is obviously incompatible with the Tang Dynasty, but he looks clearly like a Tang person.

So Li Daozong asked out of curiosity: "I don't know, sir, why do you have such short hair and such a strange outfit?"

Li Xueyan and Datou Bing were also curious. After all, in their era, they were too heavily influenced by Confucianism.

"Haha, do you want to say that your body, hair and skin are given to you by your parents and you dare not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety?" Zheng Zhengjin smiled, and the hand holding the teacup was slightly disdainful.

Li Daozong nodded and said: "This is what is said in the Confucian Classic of Filial Piety, and it has been passed down since ancient times. I wonder why the young master is like this?"

Zheng Zhengjin said disdainfully: "This is what those sour scholars said, but in my opinion, the meaning of this passage is nothing more than asking us to cherish our lives and not commit suicide. Just cut our hair. This is the same as filial piety and filial piety." Unfilial, there is a half-hearted relationship.”

When Zheng Zhengjin said this, Li Daozong, Li Xueyan and Brother Bing were all a little confused.
The body's hair and skin are influenced by its parents. To be able to explain it in this way simply shocked their outlook.

"If the masters in Hongwen Hall heard this, I don't know what they would think." Li Daozong shook his head slightly. He did not intend to discuss this issue with Zheng Zhengjin.

He always felt that this thing was too ridiculous. I thought to myself, if this guy meets a Confucian person in the future, let those sour Confucians have a good chat with him.

Li Xueyan leaned her elbows on the stone table, holding her cheeks in her palms, her beautiful eyes flowing on Zheng Zhengjin. She had never seen a man with such a temperament.

At this time, He Yong arrived with a tray filled with delicious food.

Placing the food on the stone table, he knew that Zheng Zhengjin did not have so many rules and did not necessarily have to go to the restaurant during meal time.

"Master, please have a meal. I will go home first." After He Yong said that, he looked at Zheng Zhengjin and then Li Xueyan with a smile. He felt in his heart that this young lady might be worthy of his young master.
Zheng Zhengjin waved his hand and said: "Then you go back to eat quickly."

He Yong left with a smile, thinking: "There may be one more young lady in this family."

Li Daozong, Li Xueyan, and Brother Bing looked at the dishes on the stone table. Their eyes were filled with light. They had not even tasted the food, but their noses were already seduced by the aroma of the food.

Li Daozong, as the prince of the Tang Dynasty, had never tasted any delicacies from mountains and seas, but at this moment, there was saliva at the corner of his mouth.

Li Xueyan was reserved, but also swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

The rice made from fat pearl rice, and the dishes on the table that Prince Li Daozong has never seen before.

"Sit down and eat!" Zheng Zhengjin said to Brother Bing behind Li Daozong. You know, in his eyes, there is no such thing as dignity and inferiority. When eating, women cannot come to the table. Zheng Zhengjin can say this. The person who said it will give a shit.

After all, Brother Bing is from the Tang Dynasty. In his eyes, there is order in hierarchy. As a guard of the palace, he naturally cannot eat at the same table as the prince.

Li Daozong seemed to realize that in Zheng Zhengjin's place, respect and inferiority seemed to be the same thing. After all, if other people saw him as the prince, they would not be able to tremble and respectfully enshrine him.

Li Daozong said to the leading soldier behind him: "Since the young master has spoken, why don't you sit down quickly?"

"I obey, Your Majesty." Brother Bing was extremely moved. He was lucky enough to have dinner with the prince in this life, and he could brag about it for the rest of his life.

"This dish is delicious, sweet and sour, spicy and salty, but it's so delicious, isn't it?" Li Xueyan asked Zheng Zhengjin with a crooked eyebrow. "Xueyan, you don't talk when you eat, and you don't talk when you sleep. Have you forgotten everything you learned?" Li Daozong scolded in a low voice.

Zheng Zhengjin said with a smile: "There are so many rules here," and then said to Li Xueyan with a smile: "What you are eating is called fish-flavored shredded pork."

"Fish-flavored shredded pork, it tastes so good. It's so fragrant." Li Xueyan slowly let go of her reserve.

The dishes on the stone table and on the plates were things they had never seen before.
"It smells like fish but doesn't see fish. It's amazing how this dish is made." Li Daozong was filled with emotion.

After Li Xueyan tasted the delicious fish-flavored shredded pork, he also joined in the process of looting the fish-flavored shredded pork.

Brother Bing even took a bite of the fish-flavored shredded pork, and almost cried because of the beauty. He could swear on the spot that this fish-flavored shredded pork was the most delicious dish he had ever tasted.

"This dish is called winter melon and pork ribs soup," following Li Xueyan's inquiry, Zheng Zhengjin briefly introduced the dishes on the stone table to him.

"Wow, this is so delicious, and the soup is so fragrant." Li Xueyan took a spoonful of it and tasted it with a crooked eyebrow.

Zheng Zhengjin glanced at Li Xueyan, and then said: "Eat more meat. With your small body, you look malnourished at first glance."

Li Xueyan's eyes widened and she asked, "What does the young master mean by malnutrition?"

"Calcium deficiency!" Zheng Zhengjin explained casually,
"Calcium deficiency? What is calcium?" Li Xueyan asked confused.

Zheng Zhengjin shook his head: "How should I tell you this? Actually, that's right. Hey, I can't explain it clearly."

Li Daozong asked at this time: "When we get here, the master has already invited guests to dinner, and we don't know the name of our savior yet?"

Zheng Zhengjin smiled and said, "My surname is Zheng, my single name is Jiangci, and my courtesy name is Zhengjin."

After he came to the Tang Dynasty, he arranged a name for himself, Zheng Jiangci.

After Li Daozong heard this, he immediately asked, "I wonder if Mr. Zheng is related to the Zheng family in Xingyang?"

Zheng Zhengjin shook his head: "It has nothing to do with it."

At this time, Li Xueyan was attracted by the appearance of another dish. She asked, "Mr. Zheng, what is this dish? It's so beautiful."

At this moment, Li Daozong was still thinking about how to lure Zheng Zhengjin to Chang'an. He really wanted to recommend him to Li Er, after all, he could feel that this person was extraordinary.

Every dish here was something he had never tasted before, and every dish was a delicacy in the world. He, a majestic prince of the Tang Dynasty, had never tasted it. If he told it, everyone in the world would probably criticize him.

He was curious about everything in this villa, as if he had never seen it on the market.

Zheng Zhengjin saw the dish Li Xueyan pointed at and smiled slyly: "This dish actually has a very interesting name. It's called sweet and sour carp."

"Carp?" Li Daozong, Li Xueyan, and Brother Bing almost dropped their chopsticks to the ground.

The three of them looked at Zheng Zhengjin with very frightened eyes.
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(End of this chapter)