The Crown Prince was overjoyed when the Emperor returned, finally able to get rid of the mess.
"Father, you're back! I'm so happy!"
Did Father Emperor gain anything from this trip? I've heard that the customs and culture of the south are different from ours, especially in terms of food.
I wonder if Father Emperor will be able to adapt?
The Crown Prince restrained his impulse to immediately quit, and still maintained the usual polite formalities.
"Yes, there are indeed differences, but overall, the differences are not significant."
But the further south you go, the lighter the food seems to become. I suspect it's directly related to poor cooking skills.
It seems like everything is mainly prepared by steaming or boiling.
There are no other ways to eat it besides these two methods.
"That's what the Emperor said."
In fact, he didn't get to eat anything particularly good outside. He just went out to have fun, and he felt happy.
The crown prince smiled with his eyes narrowed.
"Well, nowhere outside is as good as the capital. Father, you should not go out for a stroll in the future."
Look, in just over a month, Father Emperor has lost at least ten pounds.
Ah, the food in Beijing is still the best.
Fu Hai, quickly prepare a good meal for Father Emperor so that he can enjoy it to his heart's content. Oh, and tell someone to go to Huicui Pavilion and buy some more food.
Their braised dishes are all very good.
After the Crown Prince gave his instructions, the chefs in the imperial kitchen got to work, and the eunuchs were running around like whirlwinds.
Others might not know, but how could those who serve the Emperor every day not know that the Emperor hasn't been in the palace at all lately?
The ladies of the palace were always coming to inquire about news, which made things very difficult for them.
Now that the Emperor is back, they can finally put their minds at ease. Otherwise, talking nonsense all day long would be exhausting.
The Emperor was quite satisfied with the Crown Prince's thoughtfulness and understanding.
In fact, the crown prince really wanted to win over his father's stomach with delicious food.
As long as you're greedy, you won't wander off easily.
The worse the food from outside tastes, the better.
Yes, that's it. There shouldn't be too many traditional folk delicacies.
Otherwise, if Father Emperor goes mad again, he might run away and it won't just be a matter of a month.
The Emperor never imagined that the son standing before him, smiling warmly and full of affection, would...
I'm trying to figure out how to limit his outings.
This father and son are quite remarkable. Throughout history, which emperor wasn't eager for the son to succeed to the throne, while the father was reluctant to relinquish it?
When it came to the father and son, the father was eager to leave, but the son tried his best to stop him.
To others, this scene would appear to be one of loving father and filial son.
Soon, the food was served, and the takeout from outside the palace was also laid out. After testing for poison, the father and son ate together.
"Father, your trip has lasted too long this time. I've noticed that many ministers have some ulterior motives."
He asked his father every day when he could come in person.
I'll have to trouble you, Father, to attend the morning court tomorrow.
I anticipate that many ministers will inquire about your recent condition, Father Emperor.
The crown prince pointed out that, in fact, he was shifting the blame.
The emperor picked up a piece of food and ate it.
"I understand. After all, it is indeed a bit strange for a monarch to not attend court for more than a month."
My son has been working hard lately. Come on, let's have another drink, just the two of us.
The scene of a loving father and filial son is quite harmonious.
After the meal, the Crown Prince said he hadn't seen the Crown Princess for a long time and then ran away.
The emperor was left alone, sulking.
In particular, he hasn't even described how comfortable the carriage ride was along the way.
As for what good food and fun things there are, he wouldn't tell the kid. What if the kid turned 30 and didn't want to succeed him?
The construction team at Huicui Pavilion is making very good progress.
After the contract was signed with the Emperor, the official road was repaired very quickly.
Some people would go to various places in advance to make arrangements and reserve sand, gravel, and workers, without going through the government offices.
Of course, the next stop for construction must be reported to the local government.
After all, if the government obstructs the process, although it cannot affect the final outcome, it will always delay things.
Fortunately, wherever they went, the local people who came to work all benefited.
The construction team at Huicui Pavilion pays high wages and provides good food.
The corvée labor of each year has always been a heavy burden on ordinary people.
This year's road repairs were surprisingly paid for and included meals; apparently, it was all approved by His Majesty.
Unconsciously, the royal family's status in the eyes of the people was elevated to another level.
Especially the emperor, some common people spontaneously offered him eternal lamps and burned incense and kowtowed to him every day.
That treatment was comparable to that of a Bodhisattva.
And the emperor happened to see all of this, how could he not be happy?
When he's happy, good things are bound to happen.
For example, reducing taxes, even by half a percent, would be good, so that ordinary people could at least have a few more bites of food.
These things, coincidentally, were all handled perfectly by Chang Yi.
Consider it an act of good deeds; their young master can still open orphanages everywhere.
He couldn't bear to spend the money to open an orphanage.
He is still willing to find opportunities to help people in need.
The emperor gained prestige and prestige, and the common people benefited; there could be nothing better than this.
After receiving the message, Zhao Qingyan praised Chang Yi highly and rewarded him with 500 taels of silver.
In order to speed up the road construction, Huicui Pavilion has formed several new construction teams.
At the same time, they bought several more mountains, their purpose being to acquire the limestone from those mountains.
If a cement plant can be built locally, it should be built locally. This not only saves on transportation costs, but more importantly, it saves time.
Time flies, days slip by quietly, and the New Year has arrived in the blink of an eye.
The two elderly people, Huang and Zhao Qianci, returned to Dawar first, followed by Zhao Qingyan and her husband with their two younger brothers.
Originally, it was said that Zhao Minggeng would be traveling alone, as it would be more convenient to go from Dawar to Kenqing City.
But Dawar is different from other places.
After all, they are from different ethnic groups.
The reason for this was also out of fear that the herders on the grassland might cause some trouble during the New Year.
Therefore, Dawar's magistrate, Zhao Minggeng, was not allowed to leave his post without authorization.
Not even for a day.
Therefore, the most aggrieved county magistrate in the world, Lord Zhao,
He could only obediently squat on his own little plot of land.
Of course, the best thing about Dawar is that there's plenty of beef and mutton.
In Kenting, it's certainly not a problem.
But in Davar, one can slaughter whichever animal they want from their own estate.
Fresh tastes just right.
Of course, this family is also interesting; there are seven people in total, and three of them are gluttons.
When it comes to eating roasted whole lamb, most families only need one lamb at a time.
Their family needs to eat at least four sheep at a time, plus other side dishes.
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