While we are eating hotpot, the roasted whole lamb is also ready.
The mutton roasted using Simuqiao's secret method is golden red in color, with crispy skin and tender and fragrant mutton, and looks very appetizing.
Before serving, Si Muqiao laid the whole sheep flat on a large wooden plate and tied a red silk ribbon around the sheep's neck into a flower knot.
There are also matching knives and forks next to it.
She cut the sheep into small pieces in front of the Empress Dowager.
First, he cut the lean meat from the tenderloin, placed it on a plate, and passed it to the Empress Dowager.
Then he cut it into pieces and handed them to others.
As soon as the roasted whole lamb was served, Simuqiao arranged for the people in the cold palace to hold Hada and present it to all the guests present in turn.
At this time, a pleasant male voice sounded.
It’s a toast song from Inner Mongolia.
The person who started singing was Huo Sang, the seventh prince from Inner Mongolia.
His voice is extremely clear and clean, and is filled with indescribable open-mindedness and tranquility.
Although it was spoken in Mongolian, no one at the scene could understand it except the Empress Dowager and Simuqiao.
But this did not affect their appreciation of the beautiful and hospitable singing.
Si Muqiao looked at Huo Sang in surprise, then picked up the kumis beside him and poured it for everyone.
The Empress Dowager had a very gentle face, moving eyes, and an expression full of memories after she took the silver bowl of wine handed to her by Si Muqiao.
Hold the cup with your left hand, dip a drop of wine with your right ring finger and flick it above your head, which means offering sacrifice to the heaven first;
The second drop of wine splashes onto the ground, which means offering sacrifice to the earth.
The third drop of wine is thrown on the forehead, which means offering sacrifice to the ancestors;
Then he drank the wine in one gulp.
The moment she raised her head, a tear slid down the corner of the Empress Dowager's eye.
Yes, this is the taste of home.
Although at this moment there is no vast grassland of Inner Mongolia, no tribesmen dancing on the ground, and no sisters laughing and playing beside her.
But she couldn't help being moved by the kumis in the silver bowl, the white Hada, and the familiar roasted whole lamb.
How many years!
It has been so long since she left the grassland!
It was so long ago that when she recalled what happened in Inner Mongolia, it seemed like it happened in her previous lifetime.
But now, she listens to Hawthorne's songs, drinks the familiar kumis, and eats the roasted whole lamb with unique Inner Mongolian flavor.
Looking at the bonfire burning in front of me.
It was like returning to the grassland overnight.
Too many images flashed through her mind.
The cold palace is very large, but compared with the endless grassland, it is too small.
The imperial palace is both a magnificent center of power and a luxurious cage with no end in sight.
As the Empress Dowager, she has a noble status.
But in the final analysis, we still have a fate that we cannot help but realize and that can be seen at a glance.
However, at this moment, the Empress Dowager really liked the atmosphere in the cold palace.
The shackles of the imperial city and identity around him seemed to disappear.
The breeze blowing across your face has a gentle scent.
She seemed to be back in her youth, surrounded by the smell of freedom and unbridledness.
"Zhen Fei, you are so thoughtful. I really like the bonfire party tonight."
After a long time, the Empress Dowager restrained the other expressions on her face and returned to her previous graceful and elegant appearance.
But when she spoke, she still used Mongolian.
"As long as you like it, Grand Empress Dowager, I hope you can take care of yourself and be happy."
Simuqiao's reply was also in Mongolian.
"Yes, I know."
The Empress Dowager nodded, and there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes as she looked at Si Muqiao.
"The singing of Prince Huo Seven just now was like the sound of nature. It was really beautiful." Simuqiao praised sincerely.
"Your Highness Empress Zhen, thank you for the compliment." There was a gleam in Hawthorne's eyes, which were as pure as water.
As a prince, he has loved singing since he was a child.
But both his father and his other brothers sneered at his liking.
Strength is king on the grassland, and what everyone values is always force and strength.
What’s the use of being able to sing?
Not to mention, he is the prince of the grassland.
He remembers it very clearly.
When his father celebrated his birthday when he was a child, he carefully prepared a birthday song of his own to dedicate to his father.
As a result, not only did his father not praise him, he also scolded him.
The other brothers also started to laugh at him.
From then on, he kept his love hidden.
Start practicing horse riding and archery seriously.
It’s just that I can’t hide the things I like naturally.
Until now, he still likes it.
That's why he couldn't help but speak out after seeing the memories in the Empress Dowager's eyes just now.
Well, Empress Zhenfei was the first person, besides his mother, to praise his singing.
He praised it so seriously, not at all perfunctory.
"Yes, that's true!"
"Hawthorne, I like your singing very much."
"As long as you like it, Grand Empress Dowager." Hawthorne said obediently.
"Prince Huo, you must really like singing, right?"
"When you were singing just now, there was light in your eyes, fire in your heart, your voice was melodious, and your emotions were sincere."
"With your voice, if you sing the song Rolling Pearl Curtain, it will definitely sound great!"
There was a hint of anticipation in Si Muqiao's voice.
She really envied Hawthorne's voice.
That must be a throat kissed by an angel.
His singing voice is even better than some modern idols.
There is no tuning, no lip-syncing, the sound is pure and clean, and it sounds so beautiful.
Woo, I want to listen to Hawthorne’s rolling bead curtain!
"Roll up the pearl curtain? Empress Zhenfei, I don't know how." There was a hint of apology in Huo Sang's voice.
"No problem! I have music and lyrics here!"
"I'll show it to you some other day!"
"Don't you think it's strange that I, as the seventh prince of the grassland, like to sing?" Huo Sang couldn't help but ask.
"Why is it strange? As a concubine in the harem, I also like to grow vegetables, raise fish and cook delicious food!"
"I like what I like, why bother about what others think or do?"
“Singing can soothe emotions, heal sadness, and also bring hope and strength!”
"Sometimes, it has a greater effect than words!" Si Muqiao said word by word.
Whether it is "Serve the Country with Loyalty" or "March of the Volunteers".
Whenever the melody sounded, Si Muqiao would subconsciously feel a surge of emotion in his heart.
Sometimes, the power of singing can inspire people's deep-seated beliefs and impulses.
She firmly believed this.
"Oh? Zhen Fei, after hearing what you said, I am quite curious."
Not to mention Huo Sang, even the Empress Dowager was attracted by Simuqiao's speech.
"Please wait a moment, Grand Empress Dowager. This is what happened in the songs I heard before."
"If you are not in a hurry, I will write down the lyrics and music, and then have Li Zhaoyi play and sing it for you."
"Well, okay, I'm not in a hurry."
When Si Muqiao heard this, he stood up and walked to that table and told Li Zhaoyi what had happened.
Upon hearing this, Li Zhaoyi immediately put down the chopsticks in her hand and expressed her willingness to cooperate with Si Muqiao.
She can see it!
Si Muqiao was doing this specifically to help her gain respect in front of the Empress Dowager!
As long as I can get the favor of the Empress Dowager, my life in the future will be better!
"Empress Zhen, Concubine Li, how can I help you?"
Lady Hao reluctantly put down her chopsticks and asked.
"Can Miss Hao sing or play the piano?"
"I can play the pipa, so if I can sing a song... it should be possible too."
"Okay then, come along too!"
"Oh, oh, okay."
Lady Hao was stunned at first, then she looked at the still boiling pot with regret, and reluctantly got up and followed.
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