Qing Yan needs to calm down. Transmigrating is one thing, but becoming an infant? Is this a joke? When she was three years old, she met a jade-carved little boy. Qing Yan's eyes immediately lit...
In the evening, Emperor Kangxi ordered the camp to be set up. After Qingyan got off the carriage, she carried Yiken'e into the tent and placed him and Hutulifengshengzhalafen in the carriage.
After washing up with warm water prepared by Su Lan, Qing Yan changed into casual clothes, lifted the curtain, and stepped out of the inner tent.
She sat in the armchair, waiting for Yin to return.
After getting off the carriage, Yin put Hutulifengshengzhalafen into the chariot and hurried to the imperial tent to wait for Kangxi to disembark from the imperial carriage.
She held the warm tea, took a sip, and saw Su Lan standing beside her, her hesitant expression revealing her inner turmoil.
"Tell me, what happened?" Yin and she had been inside the carriage and hadn't heard the noise outside. Judging from Su Lan's appearance, it must be related to them.
“My lady, I heard from the head of the imperial kitchen that apart from the imperial tent where seasonal vegetables are available, no one else gets to eat them. Your small kitchen also has some, so there’s no intention of sending them as tribute,” Su Lan said, somewhat angrily.
Qingyan smiled slightly. The head of the imperial kitchen was clearly unable to reconcile the conflicts among the concubines, and in the end, he shifted all the blame onto them.
"How many side dishes should we prepare for dinner?" Qingyan asked.
On the way, Qingyan instructed that in addition to the imperial tent and their own use, extra supplies should be prepared for Consort Hui and Prince Zhi's residence. Sulan prepared everything, even extra pastries.
"As you instructed, I will deliver it to Consort Hui and the wife of Prince Zhi later," Su Lan replied.
After all, they absolutely cannot keep the good food to themselves, otherwise, the relationship between Qingyan's sisters-in-law will become even more difficult.
"Hmm!" Qingyan's act of having Sulan deliver the items directly silenced the head chef of the imperial kitchen.
"Remember to send them according to the preferences of Aunt Hui and my sister-in-law." The pastries are mostly flower-shaped, and everyone likes different flowers. She has to make sure that each pastry is something that each person likes, and she is careful not to offend anyone.
Su Lan quickly agreed. They had already found out that Consort Hui liked pomegranate flowers, while the wife of Prince Zhi liked tulips.
"Su Peisheng, you go with her too!" Yin walked into the tent and, having heard Qingyan instruct Sulan to deliver dinner, immediately gave the order.
The Imperial Kitchen had tricked them, directing all their attacks at him. When he came out of the imperial tent, his father and son looked at him with amusement, as if waiting to see how he would handle the situation.
The Crown Prince stepped out of the tent and told him directly that he should never keep anything good to himself. Yinzhi, who was following behind the Crown Prince, glared at him resentfully.
Yin suppressed his temper, returned to the tent, and his face turned completely black.
Damn it!
The stewards of the Imperial Household Department were simply infuriating; they were incapable of providing their masters with a good dinner, yet they kept eyeing other people's food.
"Sisi, why did you take so long to come back?" Qingyan said coquettishly.
She took small steps to stand in front of him, took the warm handkerchief that Su Lan had prepared, wiped Yin's face, and then directed Su Lan to bring him the newly made linen everyday clothes from the camphor wood chest in the inner tent.
Yin was too well-behaved. Even in the summer, he wore three layers of clothing, and he never relaxed his guard, even at home.
"Yes, there are some things!" Yin didn't want Qingyan to worry, and the head of the imperial kitchen was clearly there for him.
Qingyan pursed her lips, looked up at his sunburnt cheeks, and said, "I know we've been tricked by the head of the Imperial Kitchen. I've asked Sulan to send dinner to the Imperial Tent, Hui's mother's quarters, and the Prince Zhi's tent. I want to see what those people have to say next."
Pfft!
Yin immediately chuckled. Qingyan's relationship with the Crown Princess was not good, so it was understandable that she did not intend to send anything to the Eastern Palace.
"What about the Crown Prince's?" Yin smiled and shook his head. The little guy was still a bit too emotional when it came to handling things.
snort!
She glared at him angrily. The Crown Princess always got along with her, and she didn't want to be ignored.
"Little darling, let's send some over there. We've already sent some to your brother's side. If you don't send some to the east, the censor will have something to use against you," Yin whispered, trying to persuade him.
At this time, only Su Lan and Su Peisheng were serving them, and their words would not be leaked.
"Sulan, have someone distribute some of the food over there. Don't send any more pastries, just put the snacks prepared by the Imperial Kitchen on the table!" Qingyan thought for a moment. Since Yin felt it was necessary to send the food to the East Palace for dinner, she could take advantage of the Imperial Kitchen's leftover food.
“Yes!” Yin agreed.
The Crown Prince is truly opportunistic. When there are benefits to be gained, he will put on airs as the heir apparent. However, if there are no benefits, he will not greet you with a smile.
"Four...is this a good idea?" Qingyan said, but he was worried that it would cause him trouble.
Yin shook his head, took her little hand, and walked to the dining table. Su Peisheng stood at the tent entrance and clapped his hands. Plates of exquisite dinner were brought out. Su Shu had gone to deliver the dinner earlier.
"Come on, let's eat first." After Yin sat down, he first put a chopstick of cold seaweed salad on Qingyan's plate. This was taken from Qingyan's space. Apart from the ones on their table, everyone else's seaweed salad was soaked.
While the young couple enjoyed their dinner in harmony, the situation in the camp was quite different. Many people watched as Su Shu carried four food boxes from the imperial tent to the tent of Prince Zhi. The way the people in the three tents received her was not the same. One small food box was specially prepared for Li Dequan.
Apart from the Crown Prince's tent, Su Shu did not cause any trouble in the other two tents. In fact, Kangxi and the others were all smiling, and even Prince Zhi personally rewarded her with a purse.
"Is that all?" The Crown Princess did not make Su Lan leave. She had her maid take out some side dishes from the food box. Looking at the several plates of bright red cold dishes and a pot of delicious millet porridge, the Crown Princess smiled coldly.
"Your Highness, the master did not do much, only sent the imperial tent, your tent, and the tent of Prince Zhi." Su Shu was very anxious. She had spent too much time at the tent of the official and had not yet sent the tent to Prince Zhi.
Prince Zhi's side also has some?!
The Crown Princess looked at Su Shu and asked, "Have the gifts been delivered to Prince Zhi?"
Su Shu quickly shook her head. After leaving the imperial tent, they would definitely come to the Crown Prince's place first; otherwise, how could they dare to go anywhere else?
"Alright, go thank your fourth brother. I appreciate his kindness." A hint of disdain flashed in the Crown Prince's eyes, but he still wore a faint smile on his face as he sent Su Shu away.
As soon as Su Shu left the tent, she heard the sound of the Crown Princess throwing a plate on the ground.
"Is the fourth prince trying to fetch beggars? How dare he send such simple dishes here?" The Crown Princess thought that Qingyan could prepare some kind of gourmet food, but it turned out to be a simple family meal.
Since entering the palace, she had always strictly adhered to palace rules, holding herself to the standards of an empress, which greatly pleased Emperor Kangxi and others. Now, however, she was being scorned by a mere prince. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)