Chapter 542: Ugly Zongzi
It didn't take a few days to arrive at Duanyang.
Every year Duanyang is the hottest time in the palace, people are impetuous, the palace is quiet, and few people are willing to go out and walk around without anything.
In the East Fourth Institute, the eldest princess and the third prince were reading a book, supervising the four princes to practice calligraphy by the way.
The fourth prince is talented and intelligent, and he can learn it, and his progress is faster than that of the third prince back then, and the third prince always has to say something every time he sees him, "When I look back and see the fourth brother making rapid progress like this, I panic." β
Princess Celestia turned her head curiously, "What's the flustered about?" β
"I'm afraid that I will be caught up by the fourth brother and left behind!"
The third prince was secretly speechless, but the fourth prince was attentive, as if he didn't hear what they were talking about.
The third prince looked at him for a while, then walked back to the eldest princess and glanced at the book she was reading, "Why are you reading the book?" β
The tone is quite disgusting.
The eldest princess immediately sat upright and took out Su Youyi's theory to teach him, "What's wrong with the book?" There are also good books, and they can't be generalized. Look at this fox edge, how well described this broken temple is, it makes people look like this temple appears in front of their eyes when they read the book. β
"The Peony Pavilion I read before is better, there is a sentence in it that goes like this, I read it to you...... It turned out that the rainbow was open all over the place, and it seemed to be all paid to the ruins of the broken well. The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the courtyard is happy. β
"Listen, is it good?"
The third prince was stunned when he heard this, and chewed carefully, "The beautiful scenery of a good day is a good day, whose courtyard is happy...... A few days ago, my father's coffin entered the mausoleum, and I was sad for a while and wanted to write a poem to commemorate it, but I didn't write it. Now that I've heard your two sentences, I think that's the scene. β
The joy of father and son in the past, the beautiful scenery of good days, no longer exists.
Now there are pleasures, and it is not his......
The eldest princess also sighed with emotion, and the fourth prince also stopped writing and looked over.
The eldest princess said: "In previous years, when it came to the Duanyang Festival, the queen mother would always have some new things to amuse, maybe this year for her father's affairs, she didn't have the heart to have fun." β
"Yes, I used to make zongzi, how interesting."
The third prince recalled that he had eaten Su Youyi's zongzi, and a smile appeared on his face.
Only then did the fourth prince walk over and answered: "The queen mother is now helping the imperial brother deal with the imperial government, which is even harder than the imperial brother, how can she still have the heart to do this?" But shouldn't we think of some way to make Bo Mu laugh, lest she be too tired? β
This makes sense, and the eldest princess and the third prince are all bright.
"Do you have an idea?"
The fourth prince had a confident expression on his face, hooked his hands, and the two older heads and his small head came together, "We ...... like this"
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In order to prevent Su Youyi from being afraid of heat, it was only during the Duanyang Festival that the Internal Affairs Office sent ice cubes.
Su Youyi has always been afraid of heat, but this year she felt that it was okay, so she only asked Chunhua and them to chill the fruit and sour plum juice and distribute them to the palace people in the palace to eat.
Especially those who sweep the courtyard and serve flowers and plants under the scorching sun, these people are the hottest and panicked.
Chunhua came in from outside the hall, holding the food box that had just been sent from the imperial dining room, "Queen Mother-"
"It's a rice dumpling, right?"
Su Youyi didn't even look at it, and waved her hand directly, "The zongzi made in the imperial dining room in the past two years are not as good as a year, I don't like to eat them, you can take them and divide them." β
Chunhua was a little embarrassed, "Queen Mother, why don't you taste it and appreciate it, today is the Duanyang Festival." β
"When you're in a good mood, it's a festival every day, and when you're in a bad mood, it's not like a holiday."
Su Youyi pursed her lips, "Anyway, I won't eat it, you can take it and divide it." After all, the best zongzi I have ever eaten after entering the palace is the one that I made with Sister Wan and Sister Chun that year......"
Chunhua had no choice but to retreat silently with the food box.
Su Youyi put down the folds that had been piled up on the case, those were all information sent from the northwest, Su Zhiming and his party stumbled, but fortunately, Zhang Zhidong had already sent someone to find the source of groundwater.
Now it is being mined in the northwest.
This is good news for the imperial court in any case.
She put down her fold and slowly closed her eyes, ready to take a nap on the couch.
Summer is like this, people are tired before they know it, and it is best to take a nap every afternoon.
She was drowsy when she heard footsteps coming in from outside, and she woke up again. When I looked up, it was Dofu who had come in.
"Queen Mother, this isβ"
He was also holding a food box.
Su Youyi was not angry, "Zongzi, right?" I said I wouldn't eat it, so why did I send it again. β
Duofu said with a smile: "Queen Mother, this zongzi is wonderful, but it is not made in the imperial dining room." If you don't eat it, you can take a look, and if you don't look at it, it's a big loss! β
He said so mysteriously that it aroused Su Youyi's curiosity, so she had to sit up, "Take it and I'll take a look." β
Dofu opened the lid of the food box and leaned in front of her.
When Su Youyi saw it, she couldn't cry or laugh, "What kind of zongzi is this, do you want me to be happy?" There is no one decent, either the rice is leaked or the filling is missing, you kid is getting more and more bold, and you actually make fun of me! β
"Damn it!"
Duofu hurriedly said: "How dare the slave make fun of the Queen Mother?" The Queen Mother wants to know what kind of zongzi this is? β
"Hmph."
Su Youyi said: "If you take such a zongzi and dedicate it to me, you should beat him ten boards first." And you, you have to fight too! β
Duofu hurriedly nodded and begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother, "Queen Mother, my good Queen Mother, please go to the apse to see who the person who makes the zongzi is, and if you want to beat them first, will you succeed?" If you are willing to beat them, the slave will be punished without complaining! β
Who is so mysterious?
Since she couldn't sleep well, Su Youyi simply got up and walked to the apse with him.
When I arrived at the apse, I saw that it was busy and chaotic, and there were wooden basins soaked in glutinous rice and water basins soaked in glutinous rice leaves.
And a few young people who were not yet tall were gathering together with their backs to her, muttering and tying zongzi on the wooden rope.
"No, you're staggered...... Ah! β
"That's it, look at you, if you don't do it, I'll tie it up......"
The third prince and the eldest princess disliked each other, and the glutinous rice was scattered on the ground, and the fourth prince watched from the side, pretending to be old and sighing, "If you bundle it, it will leak, what's the difference?" The dumplings we wrapped out are so ugly, the queen mother will definitely not eat them......"
Su Youyi's heart warmed, and Fang Cai's chagrin vanished.
She walked forward slowly, "Who said the queen mother didn't eat it?" It doesn't matter if the zongzi are ugly or not, just be delicious. β
When the three children heard her voice, they hurriedly turned around and saw her all rushing forward with joy, "Mother! β