Chapter 343: Failed attempt to overturn the table
Xiao Lingyu carefully glanced at the emperor's face, and was relieved to see that he was not unhappy.
Although he had not eaten with the emperor for a long time, he still remembered that when he was young, he ate almost the same as Mingye now, and was scolded by the emperor, who also ordered that no food be sent to him for a whole day.
I thought I had forgotten it long ago, but now I saw the same scene, and it suddenly became clear to me.
No one noticed his emotions. The emperor looked at Xiao Mingye with pity in his eyes: "Eat slowly, if it's not enough, ask the kitchen to make more."
Most people would subconsciously refuse to listen to this, but Xiao Mingye was different.
He responded immediately: "That's great, father, the dishes made by the Yu Kitchen are delicious, but the portions are too small. I took a chopstick and the whole dish was gone."
Jiang Zhiyu was distracted, and when she heard this, she subconsciously looked at the table.
The table was originally full of dishes, but now most of them are empty.
[Damn, gluttons! ]
Everyone: "..."
[Wait, where are my shrimp balls? ? ? ]
Shrimp balls are Jiang Zhiyu's favorite dish in the entire Yu Kitchen. Seeing that she likes to eat them, every time she comes, the emperor will order people to make more and put them in front of her.
Today, the emperor is no exception. The only difference from usual is that Fuping is usually in charge, but today it is Chaoen who is serving, and the shrimp balls are also placed in front of Xiao Mingye.
Xiao Mingye looked down at his bowl and saw a shrimp ball.
He looked a little confused. It was already in his bowl. Would it be inappropriate to take it out and give it to her? But from her voice, it sounded like she wanted to eat it...
Xiao Mingye was still confused, but he heard Jiang Zhiyu say to the emperor: "Your Majesty, make one more shrimp ball dish."
Her voice was soft and sticky.
The emperor's heart softened, and he ordered Chao En: "Make a few more servings of the previous dishes."
Chao En replied yes.
Xiao Mingye paused with his chopsticks, thinking of his previous thoughts, he felt ridiculous.
She was different from him, why didn't he think of making one more serving?
All kinds of emotions converged in his chest and finally turned into a bitter smile.
Xiao Mingye continued to eat voraciously.
The emperor took his actions into his eyes and suddenly said quietly: "Is everything okay in Youzhou?"
When mentioning Youzhou, Xiao Mingye's face became much more serious: "My father, everything is fine in Youzhou."
He was still guessing the emperor's intention of suddenly mentioning Youzhou, but he didn't expect the emperor's next sentence to be: "Since everything is fine in Youzhou, you don't have to rush back this year. Stay in Beijing more and talk more with me and your royal brothers."
Xiao Mingye's expression was blank, and the eyes of others could not hide their surprise.
The emperor continued: "I remember that you are not young anymore. You should play more with the young masters in Beijing and meet those noble ladies."
Ha, Xiao Mingye sneered in his heart.
He knew that the emperor must have a purpose for saying this suddenly. Meet more noble ladies in the capital?
He just wanted to use marriage to tie him down, and then take control of Youzhou again.
The warmth that had not yet begun to flow in his heart froze into ice again. Xiao Mingye put down the bowl and showed a ruffian smile.
Then, he paused and said word by word: "No, I'll cut off my sleeves."
The air seemed to be frozen, everyone's movements were stiff, and the emperor's body became stiff. He could not hear other sounds at this moment, and two words kept echoing in his mind - cut off the sleeves.
Xiao Lingyu was the first to come back to his senses. He scolded lightly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Tell your father that you were just joking just now!"
Xiao Mingye knew his intention, but did not respond. He just stared at the emperor stubbornly.
Xiao Lingyu's voice also woke the emperor up. After he came to his senses, the emperor was furious. He held the table with his hands and tried to lift it up - but it didn't move.
The emperor: "???" His subordinates secretly exerted force, but the table didn't move at all. An angry voice rang in his ears: [Just talk, why are you flipping the table! ] [You should flip the empty table, the table is full of food! ] [I haven't touched a single bite! It's shameful to waste food! ] The emperor: "..." Others: "..." Although they suspected that Zhiyu's focus was that she hadn't touched a single bite, they were relieved that the emperor failed to flip the table. The emperor was interrupted in his anger. He sighed, and his strong body became a little unstable. His hands trembled so much that he stopped flipping the table and started holding it. "What sin have I committed! How can I achieve anything if I spend all day in love affairs!" "Instead of walking the right path, you follow others and share the peach with others!" "You! You..." The emperor pointed at him with trembling fingers. He kept saying "you" for a long time, but finally said nothing more. Finally, he snorted coldly and walked away. Jiang Zhiyu seized the time to talk nonsense. Chao En had just returned from the kitchen. When he entered the room, he did not see the emperor and was stunned for a few seconds. "The emperor just left. If you go out and chase him now, you can still catch up. Friendly reminder, the emperor is in a bad mood now." Chao En looked at Jiang Zhiyu, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and bowed to Jiang Zhiyu: "Thank you Miss Jiang for your advice." Then he turned around and ran out of the hall. The emperor had left, so they naturally couldn't stay in the Yangxin Palace. After ordering people to clear the food on the table, several people left one after another. Jiang Zhiyu walked beside Jiang Kangan and smacked her lips with regret. [After all, I didn't get to eat shrimp balls. It seems that I have no fate with shrimp balls today.] Jiang Kangan couldn't help but be amused by her. How could it be fate? "Want to eat shrimp balls? I'll make them for you when I get home." Jiang Zhiyu smiled happily: "Thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm..."
The noises of the siblings fighting also reached He Yanting's ears. He stared at Jiang Zhiyu's back, thinking.
After leaving the palace, everyone went in completely different directions. After saying goodbye, they dispersed.
He Yanting avoided the main street and just entered the alley, a man knelt on one knee: "Master, Jiang Zhaorong went to the Sixth Prince's mansion today and asked the Sixth Prince to save Song Shiwei. The Sixth Prince agreed."
"Just a verbal agreement?"
"The Sixth Prince asked Jiang Zhaorong's people to take a message to Song Shiwei."
He Yanting nodded slightly.
After reporting, the man was about to leave, but He Yanting stopped him.
"Go and ask if there is a chef in the capital who can make delicious shrimp balls. If there is, we will hire him with a large sum of money, with no limit on the number of people."
A chef who makes shrimp balls?
Master likes to eat shrimp balls? I have never noticed this before.
The subordinate retreated with a puzzled look.
He Yanting stood there thinking.
Everyone has different tastes, and he didn't know what Zhiyu liked, so he would find a few more people and try it with her.
Just now, he seemed to hear Jiang Kangan say that he would go back to the mansion to eat, and the chef of the Xu Mansion must be the one that suits Zhiyu's taste best.
Why not...