Chapter 341 It depends on what he did
The people in the front row passed the plate of fried locusts around, and some of the braver ones actually tasted it.
Not to mention, it smells pretty good, and doesn’t have any weird smell.
He Jinglan and An Qinghe only broke out in cold sweat at this time.
The emperor just added some impromptu scenes, which scared the two of them badly.
Even using the method given by Gu Xixi, the oil pan on the left was filled with vinegar, with only half a finger's thickness of oil floating on the surface.
In order to be safe, according to what Gu Xixi said about the "higher boiling point", An Qinghe found the connection of the Seedling Chamber of Commerce in Beijing and asked other Hu merchants to get a barrel of rapeseed oil.
Rapeseed oil replaces the more common soybean oil.
On the left is the vinegar and oil mixing pot, and on the right is the pure oil pot.
Gu Xixi said that when vinegar first boils, it is only half the temperature of boiling water.
The boiling and rolling of the vinegar in the lower layer will create the illusion that the rapeseed oil in the upper layer is boiling.
As long as you reach in at this time and take it out quickly within a short period of time, you will not get burned.
Gu Xixi even did experiments herself to prove it.
But the emperor's hand is the dragon body after all, and damaging the dragon body is a serious crime that will lead to the confiscation of property and extermination of the clan.
So after everyone discussed it, they decided that for safety's sake, they should choose someone to replace the emperor and complete the play.
All that is needed is the presence of the emperor to prove that "there is the blessing of the Emperor, the Dragon Son of Heaven".
Unexpectedly, Mu Nanzhao suddenly chose Gu Xixi this morning.
What was even more unexpected was that the emperor finally went up himself.
Only when they saw that the emperor's hand was safe and sound did He Jinglan and An Qinghe resume their normal breathing.
An Qinghe cursed in a Western dialect that He Jinglan couldn't understand, and said, "Didn't he say that he would take care of everything?"
"How did he arrange it? We almost died!"
He Jinglan didn't stand with Mu Nanzhao this time, and nodded, "If he's not dead, he's almost scared to death!"
The fried locusts were passed to the two men.
An Qinghe grabbed one and ate it without thinking. Xixi ate it, so how could he not share her suffering?
He Jinglan didn't dare to eat it and just watched An Qinghe's reaction.
"How is it? Is it unpalatable?"
Xixi made a great sacrifice today and even ate this thing.
The eating bugs segment wasn't included in the previous rehearsal.
An Qinghe chewed and chewed, looking up at the sky and savoring it for a moment, "It's quite fragrant, not bad."
"It's just too small, I can't taste it."
Although the newly hatched larvae are not as crispy as those that are a little bigger and fried, they are still edible.
He Jinglan felt a little disgusted and waved her hand, "You'd better stop talking."
He Jinghui on the stage saw that the fire was almost ready, and announced loudly, "In the same pan of oil, the locusts were fried and became our food. It shows that the locust god did not protect his people."
"On the other hand, everyone has seen our Majesty, what is the true emperor."
"With His Majesty's blessing and the order to exterminate the locusts, why should we be afraid of these mere locusts!"
"Are you really going to wait for the locusts to eat up all the food you have grown with your hard work?"
These words caused a huge uproar.
Someone in the crowd started to shout, "We have the real dragon emperor protecting our great cause! Why are we still worshipping the locust god?"
Soon people from all over the world echoed this sentiment.
"The emperor was fine even if he was frying in oil, so what are those little locusts?"
"That's right! With such an emperor protecting us, why should we be afraid of locusts?"
He Jinglan and An Qinghe looked at each other and quietly squeezed out of the crowd.
Those who took the lead in speaking were arranged in advance by He Jinghui and mixed in with the people.
Just wait until the situation becomes clear and then raise your arms and shout, and one call will attract a hundred responses.
"Kill all the locusts! Protect my fertile fields!"
"Kill all the locusts! Protect my fertile fields!"
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A few people lead a hundred people, a hundred people lead a thousand people, until the shouts become one.
At the same time, the eunuchs were busy, "Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician!"
The emperor took the handkerchief and said, "You fool, why call the imperial physician? I am fine."
The eunuch chief was quite quick to react. He immediately stopped everyone and bowed to the emperor with a smile:
"I am a mortal servant, and I almost forgot that your Majesty's holy body is protected by God. You deserve to be beaten, you deserve to be beaten!"
Seeing that the task was completed, the emperor quickly stepped down from the platform and "returned to the palace."
"My dear ministers, there is no need to follow me. If you have nothing else to do, please go away."
Lord Fan wanted to get closer to the oil pan to take a look, but his way was blocked by the Jinwu Guards who entered the room one after another.
The Jinwu Guards surrounded the two oil pans.
The leader was the military officer Meng Chengping.
He was dressed in armor and looked very imposing. He shouted without looking away, "The city gate is an important place. To prevent the oil pan from catching fire, we have been ordered to guard it again."
"Wait until the oil pan cools down completely before disposing of it!"
The Jinwu Guards are the emperor's personal guards, and what they do is what His Majesty wants.
Seeing this, Lord Fan had no choice but to give up in disappointment.
He has lived to such an old age and has spent half of his life in officialdom, so he has become a savvy man.
Naturally, he would not believe like the common people that the emperor is blessed by heaven.
But he really couldn't understand why the same boiling hot oil could fry the locusts instantly, but nothing would happen if he put his hand in it?
Elder Fan raised his eyes and looked at the Regent... and the woman behind him.
Mu Nanzhao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he took a step forward, standing in front of Elder Fan.
"Don't look at anything inappropriate. Lord Fan is so old, but he stares at the girl. How come he is not as polite as a three-year-old child?"
Who is Mr. Fan? Of course he is not so easily angered.
He chuckled, his face kind and gentle, "It is said that the Regent is not fond of women. I don't know when he got such love that he was reluctant to let her show her true face."
Mu Nanzhao said calmly, "I never use maids in my house. I'm sure Lord Fan knows this very well."
"This girl is just a maid temporarily borrowed from the He family."
Elder Fan and Mu Nanzhao made eye contact, one with a dagger hidden in his smile, the other with an indifferent expression.
Finally, Lord Fan bowed his hands and said, "My old bones really can't stand standing for too long. I will take my leave. Your Majesty, please do as you please."
Lord Fan left with his group of supporters.
He Jinghui came over with a smile. He was in a very good mood after winning a great victory today.
"Hey, what did he just say to you?"
"The old man cried and howled to show his loyalty in public, but ended up being laughed at. He must be unwilling to accept this, right?"
Mu Nanzhao said coldly, "Your Majesty is personally involved in this matter. No matter how unwilling or suspicious he is, he can't expose Your Majesty to the world, right?"
He Jinghui smiled, "Unless he doesn't want the lives of the entire Fan family anymore."
When the two were leaving, they passed by General Meng of the Jinwu Guard.
He Jinghui saw Mu Nanzhao nodding slightly to greet Meng Chengping, and after he walked past, he asked:
"Speaking of which, this General Meng also came from the Northwest Army,"
"Did you know him in the past?"
Mu Nanzhao hummed, "I know him."
He paused, "One day, sooner or later, you will know it too."
He Jinghui frowned, not understanding what he meant, "I know him now, but we haven't talked much."
"Why do I feel like you have other intentions?"
Mu Nanzhao didn't answer, but just said, "Jinglan and the others are still waiting, let's go faster."
He has to go to the palace again.
Gu Xixi followed the He brothers and sisters back to the He mansion.
When they got home, the two girls got out of the carriage.
Then he heard He Jinghui arguing with An Qinghe, "Brother An, you are wrong to say that about him."
"Indeed, he asked Gu Xixi to go into the oil pan without informing her in advance, but he had already tried it seven or eight times yesterday."
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