Since the emperor had given his approval, everyone sat down.
Jiang Ting sat in the main seat, Yan Jing'an and Jiang Tian sat together, and Yuwen Zhuo sat next to Yan Jing'an.
In this way, Jiang Ting's side was now occupied by Jiang Tian.
Fortunately, the table was big enough and they were far enough apart.
I originally thought that only Yuwen Zhuo would come. They prepared a lot of food and wine, but it wasn't very elegant or refined.
Yan Jing'an smiled and said to Jiang Ting, "This meal was prepared by my wife and the old woman she found. It's just some simple food, I hope Brother Jiang won't find it offensive."
Jiang Ting nodded casually.
It was purely by chance that he came here to eat, and he wouldn't expect the host to go to great lengths to prepare a meal that met the standards of an emperor.
Yuwen Zhuo said excitedly, "I haven't had home-cooked meals in a long time. Today I'll try my sister-in-law's cooking."
In the eyes of Yuwen Zhuo's family, this person was completely out of control.
With a military officer in the capital and the support of his family, Yuwen Zhuo's starting point was already quite high.
He has now become a close advisor to the emperor and is highly sought after by others.
Unfortunately, he just wouldn't get married.
His family was extremely anxious, especially the old lady, who was eagerly waiting for her grandson to marry a wife so that the Yuwen family could continue its lineage.
However, if someone says they won't get married, then they won't get married, and no amount of persuasion will change that.
Recently, Yuwen Zhuo had another argument with his father and hasn't been home for many days. Otherwise, he wouldn't be missing out on meals at home.
"If you two don't mind, then please try it."
Yan Jing'an didn't say much. Actually, he helped wash the vegetables when Jiang Tian was cooking.
While traveling the world, the two couldn't always carry an old woman with them, so they relied on themselves for support.
After getting married, Yan Jing'an got into the habit of helping his wife wash vegetables and doing whatever he could for her.
Of course, these matters between husband and wife need not be known to the ruler of the world.
To outsiders, a gentleman doesn't enter the kitchen, and Yan Jing'an was too lazy to emphasize any irrelevant details to them.
Jiang Ting calmly picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and tasted it.
He didn't know whether the dish was made by the old woman Yan Jing'an mentioned or by his wife, but it did taste quite good.
Yuwen Zhuo acted as if he were one of the family, praising Jiang Tian's cooking skills loudly.
As the lady of the house, Jiang Tian appears to be a very tactful person. When faced with praise from her husband's friend, she thanked him softly, neither humble nor arrogant.
She didn't show any signs of fear or trepidation; instead, it made everyone feel much more relaxed.
At the dinner table, Yan Jing'an very naturally brought up some things that happened to him at the Hanlin Academy.
He seemed to have completely forgotten the rules of not speaking while eating or sleeping.
When Jiang Ting eats alone, no one dares to talk to him unless they want to lose their heads.
But Yan Jing'an was happy to bring up these things with him at the dinner table, and Jiang Ting quickly got used to it.
He came here to talk to Yan Jing'an about these things.
As Jiang Ting's confidant, Yuwen Zhuo was quite knowledgeable.
The three of them chatted happily.
Jiang Tian listened with a smile, without saying a word.
While chatting with Jiang Ting and Yuwen Zhuo, Yan Jing'an did not neglect his wife.
He would occasionally serve her food and soup.
When Yuwen Zhuo first saw him, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
In his mind, his friend was someone who was detached from worldly affairs.
I never imagined that after getting married, I would also be affected by the realities of married life.
Serving his wife food and soup was something Yuwen Zhuo couldn't recall his father ever doing for his mother.
In his father's eyes, his mother was indeed worthy of respect, but that was about it.
He would never condescend to do anything considerate for his wife as a general.
Moreover, his father had more than one woman, his mother; he also kept a whole host of concubines.
Having grown up in such an environment, Yuwen Zhuo actually harbored an inexplicable aversion to women.
Three women make a drama, and those concubines had to put on several dramas every day in order to win the emperor's favor.
Yuwen Zhuo was extremely annoyed.
Seeing his father being fought over and yet enjoying it, Yuwen Zhuo felt even more disgusted.
He left home and met all sorts of people, discovering that most of these powerful men acted in the same way.
He had to admit that men who loved, respected, and were as affectionate towards their wives as Yan Jing'an were extremely rare—at least he had never met one.
Most people who have money want to take a concubine, even farmhands.
"Zimu, what are you looking at? Is the food not to your liking?"
Yuwen Zhuo, courtesy name Zimu.
Looking up, Yuwen Zhuo saw Yan Jing'an smiling at him. Only then did he realize that Yan Jing'an was lost in his own thoughts, holding his chopsticks without moving for a long time.
"No, no, no, it's just to my liking. I'm just feeling a bit sentimental seeing how loving you and your wife are."
Yuwen Zhuo says whatever he thinks and doesn't believe there's anything he can't say.
Yan Jing'an smiled and looked at his wife beside him: "In the future, you will also meet a woman who will make you fall in love at first sight."
Jiang Tian quietly tugged at his sleeve, as if reminding him not to talk about these things at the dinner table.
Yan Jing'an's smile grew even gentler. He didn't continue speaking, but instead picked up where the emperor left off.
Jiang Ting gave Yuwen Zhuo a cold look before continuing his conversation with Yan Jing'an.
Compared to Yuwen Zhuo's overwhelming emotions, Jiang Ting was clearly someone who could hide his feelings.
He had the same expression the whole time, and no one knew what he was thinking.
His subordinates and wives were loving and their families were harmonious and peaceful. As an emperor, he should be grateful.
Otherwise, if subordinates are distracted by trivial family matters and fail to achieve the goals he assigns, wouldn't that jeopardize his plans?
As for why Yan Jing'an treats his wife so lovingly, Jiang Ting doesn't want to know.
However, Jiang Ting was still surprised to see Yan Jing'an pick up the food that Jiang Tian had bitten and put in the bowl without any hesitation and put it in his mouth.
Perhaps his gaze was too obvious, for Yan Jing'an noticed it. When he saw Jiang Ting's eyes fixed on the chopsticks in his hand, Yan Jing'an understood what he meant.
He couldn't help but chuckle: "My wife is a bit picky and doesn't like to waste food, so I'm used to eating her leftovers."
As soon as he said that, Jiang Tian pinched him.
Although the force wasn't great, Yan Jing'an quickly smiled and begged for forgiveness: "I misspoke."
Yuwen Zhuo could hardly bear to look at the couple.
For no apparent reason, Yan Jing'an suddenly acted like a three-year-old child, which was truly unbearable to watch.
Yuwen Zhuo felt his teeth were about to ache from the sourness again: "Brother Yan, be careful..."
He didn't know what to say.
After all, he insisted on coming to their house for dinner, and the host treated him well, so what could he say?
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