Huan Yue is celebrating his birthday today.
She wore a bright red satin robe with a longevity pattern, and her hair was tied up with a lot of white thread, making it look like she had white hair.
Liubei Palace was unprepared.
But Huan Yue had already packed everything when he arrived. After all, everything was there.
There weren't many people, but the workload was considerable.
Today, I sit on it.
King Song sat to one side, and to his left sat King Shen, his half-brother, and King Peng, who had also come to freeload.
Grand Secretary Xu and Grand Secretary Jiang sat together for breakfast, but afterwards they had a lot of things to do.
Other notable figures included Gao Yasun, a Grand Secretary of the Zhaowen Hall; Li Changling, a Grand Secretary of the Chongxian Hall; Cai Dexiang, a Hanlin Academician; and Di Chang.
The window over there was open, and the Crown Prince was making longevity noodles.
There is one seat on each side of the current emperor, with the seat on the left being reserved for the crown prince, but it is currently empty.
The seat on the right is also empty.
Today, he beckoned Qing'e to sit down, and while looking at her head, asked, "How did you get like this?"
Huan Yue raised his hand to touch his hair, bent over, and pretended to be leaning on a cane as he shuffled forward: "I just want to live until my hair is all white, like this, doesn't it look like it?"
Laughing loudly today.
The King of Song looked at it and said, "It's quite a good imitation."
King Shen glanced at him and said, "Are you trying to imitate our ancestors?"
Huan Yue bowed and said, "Wang Shuming, of course I must learn from the ancestor."
Today, people jokingly say, "Aren't you afraid your ancestors will beat you up?"
Huan Yue, thick-skinned, said: "A beating is a sign of affection, and scolding is a sign of love. If my ancestors are willing to beat me, it must be because they love me."
The current emperor said to the King of Song, "From now on, we can neither hit nor scold you."
The King of Song laughed and said, "Give her a reward."
Huan Yue kowtowed to the King of Song to express his gratitude!
King Song hurriedly said, "Today you are the birthday star, so sit there obediently."
Huan Yue sat down.
Then Di Baose and Guo Bing arrived; their special status allowed them to join the meal.
Today, if you ask Di Baose, "Can you make mooncakes?"
Di Baose replied, "Making mooncakes involves eight steps: making the crust, making the filling, wrapping it, using a special mold, and then baking it."
Di Chang asked, "Are there eight steps?"
Di Baose was getting a little cocky, and even her uncle couldn't keep her in check: "There are several kinds of fillings, and some in the middle. There are also some that are weighed and counted."
The King of Song asked, "Are you in charge of counting?"
Di Baose said without blushing, "We need to calculate how much was made and how many ingredients were used. Also, since everyone comes from different places, it would be best if we could get the flavors we like."
Grand Secretary Xu said, "It's quite complicated when you calculate it. What kinds of flavors are there?"
Di Baose said, "This year, we mainly make lotus seed paste and salted egg yolk mooncakes, mixed nut mooncakes, red bean paste mooncakes, and jujube paste mooncakes. In the future, we can make ham mooncakes, fruit mooncakes, and so on."
Today, he remarked, "Quite ambitious."
Di Baose looked at Huan Yue and smiled: "It's good that Her Majesty said there will be rewards and mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Cai Dexiang asked, "Aren't you going to give us saplings anymore?"
Huan Yue said, "It's a gift. A box of mooncakes comes with two osmanthus saplings. The osmanthus saplings are small and easy to grow, and they can also be grown into bonsai. From now on, we can eat mooncakes while looking at the osmanthus trees without worrying about rain on Mid-Autumn Festival."
Everyone was amused.
The matter of Lady Huan sending tree saplings must continue.
Today, people ask: "Is there really a cassia tree on the moon?"
Huan Yue blinked: "Actually, eyes aren't very reasonable."
Grand Secretary Xu became interested.
Huan Yue said, "Please eat first, everyone. I'll go and prepare the food."
Xie Zhou's longevity noodles were ready. He served the first bowl to his father, the Emperor, and the second bowl to the King of Song.
Looking at it now, he said to the King of Song, "It looks alright; the poached egg is intact."
The King of Song used his chopsticks to poke open the poached egg and nodded: "The yolk is just right. I don't like it too overcooked."
Grand Secretary Xu then served himself a bowl of longevity noodles: “It smells delicious and looks refreshing.”
After eating two poached eggs and half a bowl of noodles, he stopped and commented, "If Erlang can't sell his barbecue, he should be able to sell his noodles."
The Prince of Song asked, "When will Your Highness go to sell roasted meat?"
While making longevity noodles, Xie Zhou replied, "Qing'e said that when Father Emperor celebrates his birthday, we will earn money with our own hands to send as a congratulatory gift to Father Emperor."
Di Baose interjected, "I'm not good at embroidery?"
Guo Bing said, "You didn't earn that material yourself."
Di Baose nodded: "I'll earn money first. What do you think about us selling Qing'e Palace mooncakes?"
Guo Bing thought for a moment: "Do you sell Moon Palace mooncakes?"
Jiang Ge Lao was a little confused.
Grand Secretary Xu laughed and said, "I have eaten the Empress's noodles before; the noodle shop is right in front of the Empress's temple."
Guo Bing said, "Everyone around the 'Empress's Noodles' area knows about it. But many people don't know about Qing'e Palace, probably because Qing'e Palace mooncakes don't sell very well."
Huan Yue returned.
After finishing his meal, Grand Secretary Xu slowly sipped his noodle soup, thoroughly satisfied.
Huan Yue carried over a stone and asked Grand Secretary Xu, "Is it big?"
Grand Secretary Xu stared at the fist-sized rock, momentarily stunned. "It depends on what you're comparing it to."
Huan Yue then took out a small pebble.
Grand Secretary Xu seemed to be deep in thought.
Scholar Cai was a bit flustered; he didn't even dare to eat noodles anymore, only ate poached eggs. And let me tell you, His Highness's poached eggs were delicious!
The eunuch secretly put two more poached eggs into his bowl. Although the Empress said that eating too many eggs was a waste, it wasn't easy for Scholar Cai to eat poached eggs made by His Highness himself; it was a rare treat.
Grand Secretary Xu had seen strongmen before, but Qing'e Palace was so delicate, yet she was carrying such a large stone.
Now that I see her move it outside and arrange it properly, I think I understand.
Huan Yue returned with another stone and showed it to Grand Secretary Xu: "Does Grand Secretary think it's big?"
Grand Secretary Xu looked at her and smiled.
Huan Yue shoved his face in front of him and asked, "Compared to the one in the middle outside, which is bigger?"
Grand Secretary Xu turned his head, but couldn't tell for a moment.
Di Baose said, "It's a feeling of being neither the best nor the worst."
Huan Yue was surprised: "You figured that out? Sheng An has a son who isn't afraid of the emperor but is afraid of his father. Why is that?"
Di Baose said, "His father would beat him; he's never even seen a saint."
Huan Yue asked again, "Why are people afraid when a bully beats someone in the street? Why can he even stop a child from crying at night?"
Di Baose thought for a moment: "A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow? Although a person who is upright has nothing to fear from a crooked shadow, there are some people who have never seen them and have only heard about them from others."
King Shen said, "Therefore, there may not be a tree on the moon. If it is very far away, the tree is probably very big. In fact, there are mountains, such as those that look like Lion Mountain or Eagle Beak Cliff, or even more lifelike ones."
Huan Yue nodded: "It's like some trees can grow a human face, but that doesn't mean anything. The world is so big, it just happens to look that way, and there are also dishonest eyes."
Huan Yue was the birthday girl, so her noodles were served last.
Xie Zhou only made longevity noodles, and made a bowl for himself.
King Shen looked at Qing'e's table, which was set with two catties of beef and some other food.
Huan Yue smiled shyly at the Prince of Shen: "Even ordinary families couldn't afford to raise him."
The golden rule of today is: "If you can't afford to raise him, send Erlang to sell roast meat."
Di Baose said, "That whole family is really going to go hungry."
Guo Bing said, "Don't underestimate His Highness."
Di Baose quickly said, "The noodles are very good today."
Xie Zhou spoke up: "I'll make you a bowl for your birthday too."
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