"I've eaten it a few times, why do you still want to make a potato called Hua for me?" Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu pinched a potato and observed it carefully.

"Father, this potato should be peeled and eaten! But the son really made a flower potato for his father! Zhu Houzhao rolled up his sleeves and said, "Father, you have a good look, your son is going to have some mud, and my father will look at it!" ”

"You give me back!" Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu immediately felt bad, Zhu Houzhao, this kid is also the prince of a country, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, as the saying goes, a gentleman is far away from cooking, not to mention his own son? The most important thing in this palace is people, so why bother to do it yourself if you tell others to go?

"What's wrong? What does my father have to say? Zhu Houzhao looked back at Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu with a smile.

"You let them go and make mud for you, how can you be the prince of a country who is a prince of a country to do such a thing?" Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu had a straight face, as if he was admonishing Zhu Houzhao to understand the rules and know respect and humility.

"Father, the sons have to make it for the father, the queen mother and the queen mother, so this digging of the mud also has to be done by the sons and daughters themselves. This paper is finally shallow, and I never know that this matter must be done, and filial piety is still the same. The saint and gentleman are far away from cooking, but the saint lived a miserable life when he was young, so it is difficult that no one will serve him and not cook for himself? Zhu Houzhao said, "My father is waiting here, and my son will go back when he goes!" ”

After listening to Zhu Houzhao's words, Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu was thoughtful, this kid seemed to be right. In the palace, who else in addition to their family dares to make irresponsible remarks, it is not a diligent prince to dig up the mud, and it is difficult to play the piano in his spare time is a mistake for the country?

No, don't miss the country. These courtiers seem to have objected a long time ago to me playing the piano in my spare time, could it be that I am Song Huizong? Song Huizong has so many concubines, do I have them? No, I don't! According to the examples they cited, I don't meet any of them, because they are all 3,000 harem beauties, and I'm different!

Therefore, from this point of view, according to the derivation, I will not only not delay national affairs, but also cultivate sentiment. That's right, it must be like this, that's it, my idea is very correct, it's true, there is no mistake!

Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu felt that it was not a taste, so it was not that I had been deceived by their so-called loyalty over the years. That's right, it must be like this. No, I've got to do something.

Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu thought that since his son baked potatoes for himself to eat, he might as well play the piano. Well, just do it!

"Xiao Companion, go and get my piano, I want to play it!" Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu rubbed his hands, and some skills were itchy.

Zhu Houzhao came to the open space in front of the Qianqing Palace with a pot of mud, summoned a stove, then peeled off the skin of the potatoes, then wrapped the potatoes in a layer of oiled paper, then wrapped the oiled paper in the mud, and then lit the firewood.

When the charcoal fire was in full swing, he put the potatoes covered in mud into the stove, and Zhu Houzhao was not worried that they would be baked, because as long as the mud was thickly wrapped, the potatoes would not be baked.

"Father, come here too! After a while, this potato will be ready, and then you will be able to feast on it! Zhu Houzhao said.

"I want to play the piano today, you bake it first, and then eat it after I finish playing a song." Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu said that he tried the sound.

"Then I guess Erchen will finish eating!" Zhu Houzhao joked.

"You dare, see if I clean you up!" Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu warned.

On the other side, Empress Zhang and Empress Dowager Zhou were looking at Yang Qingling, a little girl.

The grandmother in the palace taught it once, and this little girl learned it. Although I learned it, there were still no rules at all, and it still looked very smart, which made Empress Zhang and Empress Dowager Zhou feel doubly happy.

"Queen, what do you think? The mourning family looked at this little girl very smart, and she was very smart. This rule will be learned as soon as you learn it, but you can see that she is still not bound by these rules, and she is very kind-hearted! The Empress Dowager Zhou said, "Since she is willing to help a little palace maid, with this kindness, the mourning family likes it!" ”

"What the Queen Mother said is that the granddaughter-in-law also thinks so! Thinking about letting her be the side concubine of Zhao'er, it seems really good! Empress Zhang said.

"Side concubine? The mourning family thinks that it is okay to be the crown princess, and they have selected several batches of show girls in the past few years, but there is no one like this girl who makes people happy when they see it. After thinking about it, the great-grandson of the mourning family also took a fancy to this girl, but the side concubine was a little wronged by this girl! Empress Dowager Zhou said.

"Daughter-in-law Sun knows, Daughter-in-law Sun will discuss with Your Majesty when she is waiting for dinner, and now the candidate for the crown princess has not been decided!" Empress Zhang said.

"That's fine!" Empress Dowager Zhou said.

Since the Empress Dowager instructed her, but Empress Zhang was also very satisfied with Yang Qingling, she always felt that this girl was very close to her, although the two of them had not said a word, but sometimes it felt so wonderful.

For such a beautiful woman who is not contaminated with the door and does not go out of the second door and only becomes a woman, her unique character is very likable, just as described in "Ai Lian Said": Yu Du Ai Lian is out of the mud and not stained, clear and rippled but not demonic, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant and clear, pavilion and pure planting, but from a distance can not be blasphemous!

It seems that her name is just like her, Qingling. When people think of it, they don't consciously think of a woman who walked through Jiangnan in the rainy season with an oil-paper umbrella and didn't apply powder, but smiled and fell in love with the country.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao baked the flower potatoes in the sound of the piano of the Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhang!

"Father, come and try it!" Zhu Houzhao said.

"Don't move yet, I'll come and see!" Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu stepped forward, saw the piece of roasted mud, and then took the small hammer in Zhu Houzhao's hand.

Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu gently cracked the dry mud, and then peeled off the oil paper, and a fragrance came to his face.

"Well, it smells so good!" Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu just wanted to taste it, but Zhu Houzhao stopped him.

"Father is slow, father or brush the sauce first, the taste will be better!" Zhu Houzhao brushes the sauce on the potatoes.

"Good! I'll try it! Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu gently blew on the hot air, and then took a bite of the potato.

"Hmm. Not bad! This baked potato still has a special taste! Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu looked at the potato carefully and said, "I estimate that if your mother eats such a big potato, the two of them are already full!" ”

"Well, I tried another one, I didn't expect this potato to be as delicious as this."