Yi Song

Chapter 101 The sound of mahjong in Ruishengyuan

The early winter sun shines on Ruishengyuan in October, making it very warm and comfortable.

This royal garden located in the north of Kaifeng City is very lively today, with hundreds of thousands of people scattered everywhere. They were standing in twos and threes, either standing in the open space or sitting in the pavilion.

The maids and the little yellow doormen were carrying plates, and there was an endless flow.

"This Buddha cake is really delicious."

"A layer of cheese is spread on the outside, then topped with sausage slices, diced chicken, green vegetables, and shallots, and then baked in an iron oven until it's crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside. It's so delicious. Compared with it, other ham The cakes and flatbreads are hard to eat.”

"Yes, yes, I like fruit-flavored Buddha cakes, but it's a pity that they only have preserved fruits now. If only there would be fresh fruit-flavored ones in autumn and summer."

"Oh, it would be great if Liu Erlang launched this Bodhisattva cake in autumn and summer. We don't have to wait until next autumn and summer to eat fruity ones."

More than a dozen women gathered around a table, chattering non-stop.

A little Huangmen held a long bamboo knife, cut the round cake just out of the oven into eight equal parts, and divided them on the disc, which were divided among several women in an instant.

There seemed to be quite a few women surrounding him, and he was smiling all over his face—these women were either concubines, Emperor Ji Zongji, or the female relatives of high officials, and he couldn't afford to offend any of them.

I could only turn around and urge the chef to speed up and quickly bring out the baked Buddha pancakes.

Zhao Wuniang and Murong Shisan walked by, and these women all smiled and said hello.

"It seems that we can't wait." Zhao Wuniang said with some regret.

Murong Shisan rolled his eyes at her, "Erlang has taught these dishes to the chef of Yuxian Tower. You can go there yourself next time and eat whatever you want."

"Eating in Yuxian Tower is completely different from eating in this environment."

"Haha, that's right, it's better to compete with others to eat it." Murong Shisan sneered twice and Zhao Wuniang glanced at her. The two rolled their eyes at each other, but still stayed close.

Xu Xiniang, who was following behind, pulled Xiang Zhu'er and said, "Xiang Zhu'er, you have to adapt. Your palace master and my master are all like this."

Xiang Zhuer seemed to have regained her former liveliness, but there was always a hint of worry in her eyes. She replied softly: "Sister, I remember."

"Xiang Zhu'er, what do you like to eat? I quietly told the chef that they are all from Yuxianlou, one of our own, so just leave a portion for us."

Xiang Zhuer hesitated and replied: "I, I like to eat that seaweed rice ball."

Murong Thirteen said without looking back: "That one is too bland. Although it tastes refreshing, just eat a little. No one is grabbing that one."

Xu Xiniang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the hospital master is right. I still like to eat the roasted goose, roasted chicken, and the barbecued pork. It is oily and fragrant. It is so delicious."

Zhao Wuniang turned around and said: "Everyone likes vegetables and radishes. You like oil and meat, but some people like plain vegetables. Xiangzhu'er, if you want to eat, just go and get it."

"We don't just like greasy meat. I also think that yogurt and vegetable salad are good." Murong Shisan nodded. "And that egg cake, mochi bread, yes, yes, yes, and that ice cream, they are my favorite."

"It's also my favorite." Zhao Wuniang, Xu Xiniang and Xiang Zhuer agreed almost in unison.

"Erlang's method of making ice cream is a bit interesting. What is it called? The method of making Asan Iron Cylinder has a really strange name. Everything else is good, but it consumes too much ice. For that little ice cream, half of the ice cream was used. ."

Zhao Wuniang felt a little regretful and unwilling, "As soon as I put it on display, it was all taken away before I could even see the shadow. It happens like this every time. It really pisses me off."

"Things that are rare are more valuable. The greater the cost, the more precious it is, and the more sought after it will be. I didn't see that even the concubines almost went to full martial arts for that little bit of ice cream."

Murong Shisan sneered, "I, the imperial uncle, have too many Yingying Yanyans around me. No matter how much ice cream I make, it won't be enough."

Speaking of her father, Zhao Wuniang glared at her with dissatisfaction.

Not to be outdone, Murong Shisan glared back fiercely.

Xu Xiniang quickly said: "Master, what do you like to eat?"

"Charcoal-grilled mutton skewers, brushed with secret oil sauce several times, sprinkled with dry powder mixed with cumin, Sichuan peppercorns, dogwood, and spicy feet. It is spicy and intense, and it is very suitable for my taste."

Murong Shisan put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and said leisurely.

Xu Xiniang quickly said: "House Master, Palace Master, I'm a little thirsty. Let's go over there and have some drinks."

"Okay, let's go drink some. What's the drink in front of you?"

Xiangzhu'er, who had been lowering her head, said, "It's rose water."

"Isn't it just that the roses were soaked in water, added with some random seasonings, and called such a nice name?" Murong Thirteen said, but couldn't help but lift up the front of the Feiyu suit and walked a few steps quickly.

Xu Xiniang turned her head and looked at Xiang Zhuer, with a look of helplessness on her face!

I really have to pay too much for this family, I’m so tired.

Xiang Zhuer couldn't help but smile.

The four of them went to Wanqing Pavilion, and as soon as they got closer, they heard the sound of rubbing rubbish, as well as each other's ups and downs.     “One!”

"Two cakes!"

"Luoting!"

"Confused, Qi Xiaopian!"

"Big three bump into each other!"

"Little one starts eating, one, two, three."

"It's crazy, three, one, six, three, six, nineteen crazy in total."

Zhao Wuniang and Murong Shisan raised their heads and walked in. Xu Xiniang and Xiang Zhuer were a little behind, holding each other's sleeves, bowing their heads and bending over. After entering, they stood at the door and did not dare to go any further.

There were more than a dozen tables inside, where the concubines and concubines of the harem and the ladies of each house were seated.

There are six tables of mahjong, and the rest are running beards.

Time was a little tight, so I hurriedly hurriedly and slowly made only about twenty pairs of mahjong of various colors. One set was divided into the east and one set was divided into the west. There are only six pairs here.

Running beards are much easier to make. You can have as many pairs as you want, and the Imperial Painting Academy waiters personally draw and color them.

"Sage's wife, noble concubine's wife," Zhao Wuniang called out respectfully, wishing her a blessing.

Empress Zheng was sitting at the head of the mahjong table in the middle. She happened to touch a card, put it in her own tiles, and played another card.

"Three."

Hearing the greeting, he looked up and replied with a smile on his face: "The fifth sister is here. Oh, the thirteenth sister is here too."

Murong Shisan, who was wearing a flying fish suit, just bowed and said nothing.

"This mahjong invented by Erlang is so interesting that I can't stop playing it. Fifth Sister, Thirteenth Sister, we don't have time to greet you, so just do it yourself."

Concubine Wang, who was sitting at the head of another table, said with a smile: "We are all members of our own family, so there is no need to be so formal.

Doesn’t Fifth Sister love new words the most? The third brother over there has gathered thirty or forty celebrities, written poems and paintings for the officials to celebrate their birthdays, and is inviting the officials to see them. Fifth sister, please take the thirteenth sister to see them. "

Empress Zheng suddenly pushed the card and shouted with a smile: "Fart! Another fart!"

The concubines and ladies surrounding her all complimented: "The saint is so lucky, he got confused again!"

"The saint made five mistakes in two circles. He is really lucky."

Murong Thirteen said with a smile on the side: "The saint and the ladies are having a good time, and the harem is in harmony. The emperor must be happy to see it. I think this garden banquet organized by His Royal Highness is better.

The family is in harmony and everything is prosperous. This is what a son should do to honor his father. It is much better than those vain things. "

Empress Zheng leaned back and laughed loudly: "Sister Thirteen is right. Your Highness, be filial!"

Wang Guifei's eyes flashed with anger, and the cards in her hand were thrown on the table, snapping loudly. The other three people at the table, as well as the other women watching, held their breath and did not dare to vent loudly.

Zhao Wuniang said quickly: "Ladies, you are in a good mood. Sister Thirteen and I will not disturb you. Let's go somewhere else first."

After saying that, he pulled Murong Shisan out of Wanqing Pavilion without any explanation.

"Sister Thirteen, please stop fanning the flames, or we might get into a fight. Today is a birthday party hosted by my eldest brother for my father."

"Haha, it's fun when we fight." Murong Shisan sneered a few times, "It's stuffy here, go over there and have a look." After saying that, he flicked his front and walked through the gate in a swagger, walking to the east of Ruishengyuan. .

The little yellow gatekeepers on guard shrank their necks and did not dare to say a word.

Today, Ruishengyuan is divided into two parts, with the men's department on the east and the women's department on the west, separated by a fence and beautifully decorated with colorful silk flowers.

Zhao Wuniang hesitated for a moment, then turned to Xu Xiniang and Xiang Zhuer and said, "Don't run around. Go to Dingbo Pavilion to find Magu and Xiang Lao."

After saying that, he lifted up his skirt, stepped over the wooden fence, and entered the east side of Ruisheng Garden.

Murong Shisan is dressed in a vermilion flying fish suit, and Zhao Wuniang is wearing a Zhu Luo robe and a horse-faced skirt, and her two girls complement each other beautifully. Everyone who saw it looked surprised, stepped aside and saluted respectfully.

Murong Shisan held his head high and walked calmly. Zhao Wuniang followed with her head slightly lowered, following suit, a little embarrassed.

"Where is Liu Erlang?"

Murong Shisan stopped a chamberlain and asked.

"If you go back to Di Ji, you'll be in the Sacred Heart Pavilion."

(End of this chapter)