You can't use a big knife in front of the emperor, but this is easy to do. Just use a thin rope to cut it, give each person a piece, and scoop a mouthful with a small silver spoon. It's soft, sweet and fragrant, and the mood becomes better.
The Imperial Concubine said, "Yes, what is it called?"
She asked, "Millet cake?"
Emperor Ming Yan also said, "That's right." and glanced at the Imperial Noble Consort.
The charm of sweets is unparalleled, and the imperial concubine ate up the cake bite by bite.
Several people couldn't help but feel relieved.
Maybe the bad luck has really come to an end and it's time for good luck to come.
On the second day, just as the morning court began, someone reported an urgent memorial from the northwest pass, eight hundred miles away.
Upon hearing this, all the civil and military officials were shocked and thought that the war had started again.
It turned out that it was the Mobei Kingdom that sent an envoy, intending to enter Chang'an City to meet the emperor, submit a letter of credence, and pay tribute.
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The reversal was so huge that everyone was shocked.
After they realized what was happening, they immediately started to come up with conspiracy theories. One said that the Mobei Kingdom must be up to some trick, while another said that the country was only submitting in name only but harboring evil intentions.
Emperor Ming Yan directly agreed: "Yes."
The court officials were shocked: "Your Majesty, you can't be so careless!"
Emperor Mingyan said: "Bingqi, tell me what you did!"
In fact, he originally wanted to ask Yan Shiyue to do this job, which would also be a great opportunity for him to make a grand appearance. But Yan Shiyue's injury had not healed yet, and he could not straighten his back, so Emperor Ming Yan could only give up with regret.
Then Bing Qi stepped forward and said, "I am Dragon Guard Bing Qi. After the vaccination incident in Qinzhou last year, I was ordered by the emperor to go to Qinzhou to protect His Highness. At that time, His Highness was still a county lady. Then His Highness said that he wanted to do a business, which was the goat milk and goat fat business with Mobei Country..."
He explained the matter briefly.
In short, the process was exactly as Yan Shiyue and Emperor Ming Yan had expected at the time, but they all thought that this matter would take a long time, at least three to five years. Unexpectedly, in less than two years, the Mobei Kingdom could not bear it.
So, they really want to surrender, sincerely.
All the officials were very shocked, but when they came to their senses, they were very happy, especially the civil officials, who were overjoyed.
For the "country of etiquette and righteousness", being able to win people over with virtue without bloodshed and making the Mobei Kingdom surrender voluntarily is indeed a happy thing for everyone.
For a while, the whole court was praising him, not only Emperor Ming Yan, but also Yan Shiyue.
At this moment, Yan Shiyue was making steamed cake for the imperial concubine.
The next day, I made her egg tarts again. To make it easier to understand, she changed the name to egg tarts.
From the butter to the egg tart crust, everything was handmade. Either the egg tart crust was too hard or the temperature was not reached during baking. It took her several attempts and two days to finally achieve the crispy outer layer and fresh inner filling that she wanted.
As soon as it was made, it instantly conquered the imperial concubine.
Yan Shiyue brought it back for his family to eat, and Xiaoyuaner and Xiaoguoer almost cried because of the delicious taste.
So Yan Shiyue thought, should we do something?
She plans to do a long-term marketing.
The most famous "Double Eleven" is actually a kind of long-term marketing. This day itself has no meaning, but after a few years, it has successfully attracted everyone to shop, which is also a great success.
So she asked someone to buy a shop, named it "Yuegaofang", and came up with a very simple slogan "Eat egg tarts during Chinese New Year, and your family will be blessed with fortune, wealth and longevity!" She trained a group of dim sum chefs, and asked people to make some boxes. She started selling them on Laba Festival, and only sold egg tarts.
Because of the flood, expenses were being cut everywhere, so we didn't advertise it. We only sent some to the Imperial College and the Imperial Academy for everyone to try.
Including Yuefang and Yue Workshop, which had previously held very successful pre-year special sales, they did not hold them. In this extraordinary period, it is better to keep a low profile.
But she didn't expect that even though she was so low-key, there were still people who would criticize her.
Especially since she now holds a position as prime minister, these people feel justified in getting involved.
The crown prince's injury had not yet healed, and he had not yet attended court. She herself had also not healed from her injury, and after being appointed to office, she had not yet made an appearance. Emperor Ming Yan told her to wait until after the New Year to make her decision.
When she heard about this, she was speechless: "Are these people idle and have nothing to do? Do they really need to find someone to help?"
The prince chuckled, "You are right. That's what they do. They have to report everything. But some people submit memorials just to be refuted. For example, in this case, Yan Shirui didn't even need to say anything. There were people who refuted him. After all, you were the first person to help with disaster relief. Besides, who doesn't have some business? Are you going to close down?"
The Crown Princess came in holding Xiao Jie'er, and seeing the two of them leaning, she couldn't help but laugh: "You two are really in trouble."
Ever since the Crown Princess gave birth to the exiled son and the Crown Prince returned, she has been filled with joy and even dared to make jokes.
Yan Shiyue teased Xiao Jie'er for a few times, and suddenly thought of something: "Wait for me to give you something."
She just drew it on the table and asked Yue Workshop to make it, which was a baby stroller.
After finishing the drawing, she thought for a while, then drew a walker, and then made a lying tiger, took out a handle from the tiger's ear, and made a box in the middle of its belly, which became a small toilet.
Once you start drawing like this, you simply can’t stop. It’s better not to let children play too much!
So when she got home in the evening, she drew a slide again. She really didn't know who invented this thing, but anyway, it was here and she had never seen it before.
Yue Workshop was now as easy as pie for her, and everything was ready and sent to her the next day.
After examining it, she asked someone to send it to the East Palace, and then immediately asked someone to make another set so that Xiao Silang could play after Meng Min gave birth. She also made a big slide and put it at home for Xiao Yuaner and Meng Min to play with.
Now that it was made, of course it had to be sold, so Yue Workshop was quietly launched on the market and quickly became popular.
Therefore, it’s really not that she doesn’t want to be low-key. With five thousand years of wisdom in her head, she really can’t be low-key!
Yan Shiyue recuperated for another ten days, and her injuries gradually recovered. On the day of the Little New Year, Yue Cake Shop had a buy-five-get-one-free promotion, so she went there to have a look.
She hadn't shown up for a long time. When she got off the carriage, many people saw her and surrounded her. They greeted her one after another. Yan Shiyue waved her hand and said, "No need to be polite. I just came to take a look at the store. Have you tried it?"
Naturally, everyone praised it. Some praised the egg tart, some praised the walker, and some praised the things about Mobei. They couldn't stop.
A middle-aged scholar in a restaurant across the street couldn't help but sneer, "It's not good for a woman to stay at home and take care of her father and children. It's really immoral to show up in public every day! And she's dressed like this, I don't know who she's trying to seduce!"
"Brother Zhengdao, be careful!" Another person said, "That's Her Royal Highness Princess Fuyan!"
"So what!" The middle-aged scholar called Brother Zhengdao said with disdain, "You will still have to marry, have children, and serve men in the future."
The man looked at him and bowed: "I have something to do at home, so excuse me!" He bowed and left.
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