Ye Haixuan felt very incomprehensible.

The Mid-Autumn Festival Feast is a royal feast for ministers, and it stands to reason that ministers can bring their families to participate.

This time, the prefect did not bring his own family members, only the prefect was alone, so he could take Ye Haixuan in.

So for the prefect, taking yourself to the Mid-Autumn Festival feast is just a matter of words.

But the prefect rejected Ye Haixuan very simply, and Ye Haixuan didn't understand why.

"This Mid-Autumn Festival feast is not simple, I don't want you to go. The prefect hit the nail on the head and spoke his thoughts.

"Since the Mid-Autumn Festival feast is not simple, then I have to go even more. Ye Haixuan was anxious, and hurriedly stood up and went to the prefect's side.

"I'm kind enough to let you not wade into troubled waters, after all, the emperor's mood is not something we can control. Seeing that Ye Haixuan was so serious, the prefect continued to persuade him.

"This is Jingjing's last test, and I have to witness it no matter what, whether the result is good or bad. ”

"I've been there for her every step of the way, and there's no reason why I'm not there at the last minute, so I can't accept it. ”

Looking at Ye Haixuan's serious face, the prefect was a little moved, as if he saw his green years through Ye Haixuan's shadow.

"Since you insist on going, then I'll take you there. After thinking about it for a long time, the prefect finally relented and agreed to Ye Haixuan's request.

Hearing that the prefect agreed, Ye Haixuan was very happy, and hurriedly bowed to the prefect several times.

"I'll say it first, there are a lot of rules in the palace, you have to keep them, and I'll ask the eldest princess to find someone to explain it to you in detail in a while, so as not to make a mistake when you get it." ”

Ye Haixuan nodded hurriedly, indicating that he would definitely abide by the rules.

"Then you will go to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet as my righteous son. After thinking about it, the prefect felt that the identity of Yizi was the most suitable, so he said to Ye Haixuan.

Yizi, not a godson, will not clash with He Jingjing's status as a "goddaughter". Ye Haixuan nodded, and thanked the prefect again.

In the evening, the prefect took Ye Haixuan to the scene of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and the prefect actually brought a righteous son this time, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

But fortunately, Ye Haixuan was also born in a big family, and the response to this kind of scene was still difficult for him, so the prefect's new son received a lot of praise, which made the prefect very happy.

"Columns. As soon as the emperor entered, all the ministers fell silent, waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to deliver this year's Mid-Autumn Festival speech.

Although it is probably the same every year, but this scene still has to go, and after everyone listened carefully to His Majesty the Emperor's speech, it finally came to a different part this year.

"As you all know, this year, I have put the cooking competition at today's banquet, and the ministers are going to be the judges of the competition. The Emperor smiled and said to the ministers.

Ministers chimed in.

"We must live up to our mission. Although the words were more solemn, the atmosphere was very relaxed and beautiful.

The most uneasy thing in the audience was Ye Haixuan, he was now nervous, excited and looking forward to what He Jingjing's other dish was.

Although the skills of the chefs in the eldest princess's mansion are also good, they are almost the same as the chefs of Haixuan Pavilion, but they are far worse than He Jingjing's skills.

No one can surpass and replicate He Jingjing's taste, even if it is the same recipe and the same ingredients, the things made by others are always three points inferior to He Jingjing's.

In the past few days when He Jingjing was away, Ye Haixuan thought about He Jingjing's people and He Jingjing's dishes.

Thinking of being able to eat He Jingjing's dishes tonight, Ye Haixuan was even more excited.

"Next, serve!" The person in charge of the cooking competition raised everyone's excitement with a loud voice, and watched the palace maids serve the dishes.

In order to better try the dishes, the ministers also sat at a long table today, and the things on the plates were divided by the palace ladies and distributed to everyone's plates.

The dishes were served one after another, but He Jingjing's dishes were not seen for a long time.

He Jingjing's dishes are very recognizable, steak plus others. But the steak didn't come for a long time, and Ye Haixuan was a little anxious.

Feeling Ye Haixuan's anxious mood, the prefect on the side gave him a slightly calming look, and then continued to calmly taste other people's dishes.

"Lord Prefect, this ......" Seeing the dishes served one by one, Ye Haixuan became more and more anxious.

If Ye Haixuan hadn't counted wrongly, He Jingjing would have been the only one left without serving the food now.

Could it be that there was some accident? Ye Haixuan thought of the accidents that might happen, cold sweat came down, and his body began to look in the direction of the dish uncontrollably.

"Rest easy. The prefect pinched Ye Haixuan's arm under the table, and then told him not to worry, this is the palace inside, and no one has the courage to do anything in front of the emperor.

Just when Ye Haixuan was anxiously looking at the exit, He Jingjing's dish was finally served.

"The next contestant's dish. After the voice of the person in charge sounded, everyone's eyes routinely looked at the food outlet.

But the difference is that this time it was not the palace maid who served the food, but several big men.

One of the big men opened the way, directing the direction, and the other four carried the long table, walking heavily step by step.

"Slow down, slow down, left to left!" The person in front of him was sweating profusely, afraid that there would be an accident of overturning the dish on this occasion, and then he began to complain in his heart, how did this player make such a dish, isn't it troublesome?

I saw four big men, carrying a long table with many small bowls on it.

"One, two、......" Many people began to focus on counting how many small bowls there were.

"Eighteen. Ye Haixuan counted them and made sure that there were eighteen small bowls on them. I don't understand what He Jingjing's dish is about.

"Does this man actually cook eighteen dishes? Doesn't he only make two?" began to talk about the ministers.

According to the competition system, each contestant can only cook two dishes, if the dishes in each small bowl are counted as one dish, then He Jingjing has made eighteen side dishes.

"yes, what's going on?" some of the ministers began to ask about the person in charge of the contest, who cleared his throat again and began to explain the dish.

"The chef of this dish said that these eighteen small bowls are considered one dish, and everyone will understand after tasting them. After the person in charge explained in his throat, everyone stopped asking.

"I think this man is a sensationalist. ”