007. Three Fresh Vegetables
In the Marquis' Mansion, Liang Shenyu came back from the palace and lay on the short couch in the study, holding a pen in his hand, reading the military documents. A handsome young man in a blue shirt was grinding ink beside him, muttering, "Master, I heard that Rong Se is a dandy prince who is extravagant. Why don't you get rid of him as soon as possible? I heard that his palace is full of gold and jade. I wonder how much military pay our generals paid for it."
Liang Shenyu glanced at him and said, "After we get rid of him, what do we do next?"
Song Yan scratched his head, bewildered: "What then? Then we should go back to Qiangzhou."
"Return to Qiangzhou?" Liang Shenyu snorted and laughed. "The Jinbei Iron Cavalry is an elite division in my hands. When the late emperor was alive, he found excuses to let me return to the capital several times. He also mentioned it frequently in the letters he sent to Qiangzhou in the past. Both father and son are afraid that the Jinbei Iron Cavalry will be named Liang's army from now on. Now he is worried about Rong Se and needs me. When I entered the palace today, His Majesty instigated me openly and secretly, and used our six years of schoolmates as a threat. If I really help him get rid of the Regent, the next person to resign and hand over power will be me, the Marquis of Dingbei."
Song Yan's face changed after hearing this, and he gritted his teeth, "Fuck! Does he still have any shame? Whose credit is it for him to be able to sit on the dragon throne? Doesn't he have any idea in his heart?"
Song Yan looked young, but he was actually over 20. He had been hanging out with those men in the army for many years, and had learned nothing but a lot of vulgar language. Liang Shenyu had corrected him several times but to no avail. Normally he could be restrained, but when he got excited, he would start swearing.
Liang Shenyu remained calm and leisurely annotated on the official document, saying: "Their achievements are so great that they frighten the emperor. In the past two years, the border has been stable and the Xiongnu have not invaded. They think that the world is peaceful and they should enjoy their wealth and wealth."
Fourteen years ago, the Xiongnu entered Jin from Qiangzhou and massacred sixteen cities along the way. In that battle, the old Marquis of Dingbei, the crown prince, and the second son of the marquisate were all killed in Qiangzhou. The Xiongnu king went straight into the heartland of Jin, and after passing Yizhou, they reached Jinjing.
The battle was extremely brutal, but the blood and corpses were buried in the past fourteen years, buried in the dust and becoming a thing of the past that no one cares about.
Ever since Liang Shenyu defeated the Huns and drove them deep into the desert two years ago, there had been a short two years of peace. In the eyes of officials in the capital or the emperor, the world might be a peaceful and prosperous era, but in the eyes of Liang Shenyu, it was an undercurrent.
The ambition of the Xiongnu tribe will never disappear, they are just temporarily afraid, just like a sand snake lurking in the desert, hiding quietly, waiting for the moment when the prey relaxes its vigilance, and then killing it with one blow.
They are biding their time.
Song Yan was so angry that his teeth itched. He wanted to say something else, but he saw his master suddenly sit up, pile up the annotated documents, and ordered: "Send them back. There is no need to prepare dinner tonight. I'm leaving."
"Oh." Song Yan understood immediately and asked casually, "Who set the table?"
Liang Shenyu raised his eyebrows, straightened his sleeves, and said, "Regent Prince."
"Oh, hello, Regent Prince... Regent..." Song Yan was surprised and widened his eyes, "Huh?"
Liang Shenyu had already walked out leisurely.
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In the kitchen of the palace, Rong Se was busy frying, stir-frying, and deep-frying. Yun Chu looked at his master cooking with great skill, with a complicated expression on his face, but he didn't dare to show it. He lowered his head and said, "My Lord, the Marquis of Dingbei is here."
"Please come into Jinshanxuan." Rong Se stared at the oil temperature.
What he cooked today were all home-cooked dishes, but home-cooked dishes have their own particularities. For example, for this dish of three fresh vegetables, he did not deep-fry the eggplant, potato and green pepper as usual, but deep-fried them, coating them with flour and frying them. The outside is crispy and the inside is tender, and even if he stir-fried it again, it would not turn into oil-soaked eggplant.
Rongse took out the fried green peppers, which were peeled. He found this thing in the small garden of the palace and planted it there as an ornamental plant. According to his inquiries, no one in the Jin Dynasty ate this thing. It was sent as a tribute from foreign countries as a toy.
It's simply a waste of resources!
Yun Chu looked at the peppers that were brought in as tribute and couldn't help but ask, "Is this really edible?"
Rong Se was too lazy to explain, "If the poison doesn't kill you, go and entertain Dingbei Hou."
Yun Chu hesitated, not daring to ask further questions, and hesitated: "Would it be too rude for me to go down?"
Rong Se didn't even raise his head, frying the eggplants seriously, and staring at the meat slices tumbling in another pan, doing two things at once, with ease. When he felt the heat was about right, he first took out the eggplants, then the meat slices, and put them in a plate to drain the oil.
Hearing that the original owner's other two subordinates were also at the mansion, Rong Se ordered them to stay for dinner. Naturally, he had to prepare more dishes, not a small quantity but more varieties.
This is purely out of habit. After all, in his world, the most common social greeting is: "Have you eaten?"
At this time, if the answer is yes, then "sit down and have another meal!"
If the answer is no, then: "That's great, let's eat together!"
Some wonderful and enthusiastic social modes are the only means of socializing for Rongse, who suffers from social impotence - I will cook for you!
"I cooked the meal myself, and he still thinks it's rude?"
Yun Chu suddenly realized: "..."
That's right! The prince personally cooks for him, what else could Marquis Dingbei be dissatisfied with?
So I held my head high and walked out with much more confidence.
Yun Chu brought Liang Shenyu to Jinshanxuan and said gently, "My Lord, please wait here."
Lan Ying and Yun Zhi were both inside Jin Shan Xuan. Lan Ying was young, and her light blue dress made her look cute and lovely. She had a knife hanging around her waist, and she looked like a gangster.
Yun Zhi had a blank expression on his face. The two of them sat inside, one on the left and one on the right, sitting upright.
Liang Shenyu took a glance and sat down calmly, saying with a smile: "Why don't you see your prince?"
Yun Chu was full of vigor and raised his chin slightly: "The prince is cooking in the kitchen."
Yun Zhi and Lan Ying, whose faces were already stiff, almost cracked.
Liang Shenyu was also stunned for a moment, which was rare, and uttered in confusion: "Ah?"
Yun Chu, the only one present who had tasted the master's cooking, was very calm. He glanced at his stunned brothers and sisters and said to Marquis Dingbei, "The prince personally cooked to entertain you."
Liang Shenyu pondered and said, "...Thank you, Prince Lao."
The luxury of the palace was indeed astonishing. Liang Shenyu went to the banquet today just to get in touch with the rumored regent king, at least to find out who he was, so that he could have a countermeasure when dealing with the court. He did not trust the new emperor Rong Jing, so he was naturally wary of Rong Se, the regent king who had power over the court and the country.
...From the first time he saw him until now, this person's behavior was strange and disorganized, making Liang Shenyu more and more confused.
Every step Rong Se took was beyond his expectations. It seemed as if this man was taking an unpredictable approach, making it impossible to figure out.
But at least she wouldn't go into the kitchen and poison him, right?
Liang Shenyu was unsure for a moment whether this was a banquet at Hongmen or something else.
Forget it, when the enemy comes, we will fight back, Liang Shenyu thought.