The situation caused commotion in the court for several days.

The emperor was about to leave early for the morning court session.

The ministers looked at each other, vaguely remembering that it was the sixth day.

It's so chaotic that people have forgotten what day it is and think it's Chinese New Year.

Grand Secretary Xu was exhausted.

If you accidentally cause one or two problems, it's easy to handle; but if you cause a major incident, it's very difficult to handle.

Fortunately, the sage made a decisive decision; otherwise, things would have descended into chaos. Now that I'm hungry, a bowl of porridge would be a good idea.

King Song's hair had turned white. The matter concerning King Wu had enraged him to the point of wanting to hit someone. This was outrageous!

We indulged them back then, and now they're all plump and healthy; we absolutely cannot tolerate them anymore!

How did the Pei family get into such a mess? It reflects a huge problem! If it's not dealt with soon, chaos is not far off!

Tell me, if no one had gotten involved, would the Pei family have gotten into this mess?

Xie Zhou didn't care; he was even more eager to slip away than his father.

Today, someone shouts, "Erlang, why are you running?"

Xie Zhou had no choice but to apologize to his father, the emperor: "Today is Qing'e's birthday."

Today, he just says "oh" and acts as if nothing's wrong.

Xie Zhou had no choice but to take the initiative: "Your subject will go and make longevity noodles for Qing'e. Would Father Emperor like to try some?"

Vice Minister Fu interjected, "A gentleman keeps away from the kitchen."

Xie Zhou retorted directly: "You can go without eating! Do you think your hands are clean just because you ordered someone to kill someone? They're filthy to the bone."

The Crown Prince isn't usually like this, but he fights for his wife: "Practice what you preach. Being studious is close to being wise, practicing what you preach is close to being benevolent, and knowing shame is close to being courageous. Some people are shameless, thinking that wearing fine clothes can deceive others. Little do they know that they are just burying their heads in the sand."

"Fine clothes" specifically refers to Master Qiu.

Master Qiu is still acting arrogantly, as if he wants to establish his authority.

However, King Wu, King Jing, and King Xiang all bowed their heads, and those things were enough to weaken them.

Let's not talk about that now.

The emperor said, "I have never eaten the longevity noodles you made."

Xie Zhou quickly transformed into a filial son: "Your subject has only just learned this; let Qing'e try it first."

He said, "How could she possibly know my tastes?"

Xie Zhou blinked: "Longevity noodles are a bowl of noodles with three poached eggs."

Grand Secretary Xu interjected, "Your Majesty, may I try some first?"

King Song chimed in, "I'll try it first."

Looking around now, and then at Erlang, he's finished.

What could Xie Zhou do? High-ranking officials had to be treated with respect, and he had to ask the Emperor's permission: "Then please, everyone, move to the Eastern Palace?"

He nodded and left.

With the emperor in front, Prince Song and Grand Secretary Xu, who were used to accompanying him, followed behind the emperor and ate for free without batting an eye.

The person in front of them shouted, "Don't spread this!"

The eunuch in front scurried away, then quickly stopped. What was the Emperor about to do, startling the Qing'e Palace?

Xie Zhou thought his wife was very bold; there were only about ten people who came to freeload, and he was able to make longevity noodles.

It's still early.

Entering the East Palace through Xuanfu Gate, because it's next to a garden, the garden is very beautiful when viewed through the low wall and flower windows.

Everything in the palace is beautiful. But perhaps it's because it's autumn and the morning, it always smells especially good here.

Amidst the fragrance of osmanthus, chrysanthemums quietly bloom, and other flowers and fruits hang heavily on the branches.

Turning off the road to the west, you can see a group of people bustling about in the open space behind the Qing'e Palace.

Di Baose, dressed in bright red and wearing a large phoenix hairpin, was giving instructions with her sleeves rolled up.

Another group of young women, their voices clear and their laughter joyful.

At first glance, he saw Princess Yongmu standing gently to one side, a joyful smile on her face.

Everyone was startled when they saw the imperial carriage.

They were now awakened, curious: "What is this for?"

Di Baose stood up, still quite bold, and reported respectfully: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. Consort Huan heard that the palace servants are not getting mooncakes. Now that the world is at peace and the harvest is plentiful this year, why can't the palace share them? So she plans to make some mooncakes, and each person will get two."

Looking at the scene, he asked, "Where's the blue moth?"

Huan Yue came out from the back gate of Qing'e Palace.

Today's question is: "How much do you plan to do?"

Huan Yue said, "Let's make 10,000. Each one weighs two ounces, so the materials will weigh two to three thousand catties. We have a lot of people, so we can finish making them in a few days. After re-oiling them, they will be ready before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Today, someone asks, "It's my birthday today, so we're doing this?"

Huan Yue blinked: "There is something I need to ask for your permission to do."

explain.

Huan Yue requested permission: "The food sent is plentiful; I'm afraid someone might get an upset stomach or even die from it."

A flash of anger crossed his eyes, but he quickly regained his sunny disposition: "Don't worry."

Huan Yue happily expressed his gratitude.

The King of Song stood by helplessly. Those people never did any real work, only thinking about causing trouble. If Qing'e Palace distributed mooncakes, wouldn't that be the perfect opportunity to stir up some trouble? Perhaps nothing serious would happen, but it would still be Qing'e Palace causing a ruckus.

But why not do something that's clearly a good thing? The Crown Prince is upright and should dare to do it!

The King of Song interjected, "I have never eaten Your Highness's longevity noodles, nor have I ever eaten the mooncakes from Qing'e Palace."

Jin Dian nodded: "Ten thousand mooncakes won't be enough for Qing'e."

Huan Yue was dumbfounded!

Laughter today is nothing but schadenfreude.

Grand Secretary Xu showed no sympathy: "I would also like to try it."

The current leader goes to the Flowing Cup Hall.

The courtiers followed, looking at Qing'e Palace with sympathy, but the mooncakes were indispensable.

Huan Yue was innocent, looking like someone standing in the autumn wind, bewildered.

Xie Zhou felt sorry for his wife and kissed her. He would go make longevity noodles first, and they could talk about the mooncakes later.

Huan Yue almost punched him! How did he manage to attract so many people?

The eunuch watched the prince leave, then whispered to the empress, "His Highness used at least a hundred eggs to learn how to make noodles and poached eggs. When His Majesty found out, he..."

That's the situation. After all, His Highness hasn't done anything for the Emperor. To put it mildly, it's unfilial.

Huan Yue was furious: "Do I need so many eggs to learn how to make poached eggs?"

The eunuch understood: "His Highness ate what he made and said he wanted to taste it to see where it went wrong. It should be quite good today."

He's done making the poached eggs, but what about Huan Yue's mooncakes?

What about the other kings, after the King of Song?

If she sent a gift to Grand Secretary Xu, should all the civil and military officials also send gifts? That's not her business.

Xiuyun smiled and reminded him, "The sage will bestow a banquet during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Huan Yue said, "They also have mooncakes there."

If the servants can't get enough to eat, what master can't get enough to eat? It's all about choosing what tastes good or bad.

Huan Yue felt that even as basic welfare, life in the palace was truly difficult for everyone. Especially for the eunuchs, who suffered the pain of having no offspring.

There are perks for everyone, and two mooncakes aren't worth much. But no matter how much money you have, is it still Mid-Autumn Festival if you don't eat mooncakes?

It's a kind of sentiment.

Judging from how happy everyone is, it's a good idea.

Although Xiuyun had no shortage of mooncakes, she was still happy: "That's right, the ones made by the Empress are made by the Empress. Besides, there aren't many people at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, so there will only be one or two people at each table to try, and there will only be a few hundred in total."

It's more accurate to say that it was a high-ranking official giving face to the Qing'e Palace.

With the protection of a sage and the support of important ministers, one's position is secure.

Why did the high-ranking officials support her? It was solely because of the Empress's benevolent heart.

It's not enough to just hit someone. You need a reason to hit someone.

Once things are done, everyone will have something to consider.