Chapter 546 Deadline
"Tu Mi, Qiu Niang, give orders so that everyone can enjoy eating, drinking, playing and sleeping to their heart's content during these three days." Zhu Huaizhen rubbed his forehead, coughed lightly a few times, and yawned repeatedly.
Alas, the good days are coming to an end.
"Your Highness, do you want to admit defeat?" Tu Mi asked anxiously.
"Queen Du is powerful and we can't afford to offend her." Zhu Huaizhen said slowly.
"But, Your Highness doesn't have to be afraid of her." Tu Mi said angrily.
"Tu Mi, Your Highness wants to lose." Qiu Niang whispered.
After hearing this, Tu Mi suddenly understood.
"After three days, you may have to suffer a little." Zhu Huaizhen took the initiative to hug Tu Mi, Qiu Niang, and Lou Li.
Because these three people will be the targets that Queen Du will not let go of.
But she, Zhu Huaizhen, was weak and looked down upon by Empress Du.
So, the inn started serving hotpot.
The bronze tripod with melon-shaped and animal-shaped ears was still burning with a roar.
There are nine kinds of base ingredients, namely, mellow butter, spicy duck feet, spicy beef bones, three fresh soup, tomato spare ribs, hot and sour golden soup, pork tripe and chicken soup, sesame oil porridge, and wolfberry mushroom soup.
The ten hot pot dishes include large slices of tripe, crispy tribute vegetables, tender shrimp balls, large-sliced kidney slices, icy goose intestines, crispy tofu, boneless chicken feet, kelp seedlings, yellow cattle throat, and spicy beef.
Zhu Huaizhen ordered a play called "Peach Blossom Fan".
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
Lou Li ordered the play "Autumn in the Han Palace".
Ah! I feel a sense of sadness towards this desolate wilderness. The grass has already turned yellow, and rabbits are already bracing for frost. Dogs have lost their fur, men are sharpening their tasseled spears, horses are laden with luggage, carts are carrying provisions, and hunting grounds are being set up. He, he, he, sadly bid farewell to the Han lord; I, I, I, hand in hand, go up Heliang. His followers enter the wilderness; I return to Xianyang in the imperial carriage. Returning to Xianyang, passing the palace walls; passing the palace walls, circling the corridors; circling the corridors, near the imperial chambers; near the imperial chambers, the moon is dim; the moon is dim, the night is cool; the night is cool, and I cry in the stinging cold; I cry in the stinging cold, by the green gauze window; the green gauze window, I do not think!
Tu Mi ordered a play called "The Injustice of Dou E".
The sun and moon hang in the sky at dawn and dusk, and spirits wield the power of life and death. Heaven and earth, supposed to distinguish between the clear and the turbid, yet how could they have confused Dao Zhi and Yan Yuan? Those who do good suffer poverty and a shorter life, while those who commit evil enjoy wealth and longevity. Heaven and earth, seemingly coveting the strong and bullying the weak, yet they also seem to go along with the tide. Earth, if you can't distinguish between good and evil, what are you called Earth? Heaven, you misjudge the wise and the foolish, unworthy of being Heaven! Alas, all I can do is shed tears.
Qiu Niang ordered a play called "Moon Worship Pavilion".
Sorrows of the past and present. Who is as worried as I am now? I hear the galloping of the army. The noise of voices is thick. I hide in the deep woods, fearing someone will search for me. In my busy schedule, I've lost my way. I searched for it but couldn't find it, what am I to do? Thank God for your help. There is a way. Relatives, see each other, and find the way forward.
In a blink of an eye, three days passed quickly.
Thinking of this, Zhu Huaizhen quickly ate a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
Sugar-heart abalone, pineapple sea cucumber, white shark lips, young deer tendons, claw meat, golden shark fin, ivory clam meat, spider fish glue, quail eggs, ham, pork ribs, clean winter bamboo shoots, king oyster mushrooms, chrysanthemum mushrooms, wild pine mushrooms, morels, snow bamboo fungus, Shaoxing wine, eighteen ingredients, eighteen delicious flavors. The moment you lift the lotus leaf covering the jar, the rich meaty aroma is so fragrant that even a Buddha would jump over the wall.
"If Your Highness is reluctant to give up Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, you can take me with you." Qiu Niang said softly.
However, Zhu Huaizhen was concentrating on eating Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and ignored Qiu Niang.
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