Yafu brought in the official kiln porcelain that was sent to Cining Palace one by one, and it didn't look much, but as the palace people rushed in, there were twenty or thirty pieces. The hall, which was still empty, was soon full of palace people kneeling with strange things.

The Queen Mother looked at it with a faint eye, and the afterglow at the end of her eyes fell on one of them.

"Hold the red longevity pattern jade pot spring vase and come closer." Yafu only glanced at it, and then understood the Queen Mother's thoughts.

"Queen Mother, look, this spring bottle has a warm tone, and although it looks bright, it is not demonic." Yafu was very satisfied: "The slave maid heard that the emperor liked the glaze of the Yongle, Xuande and Chenghua dynasties of the Ming Dynasty, so he asked the minions who burned porcelain under him to do their best." It's no wonder that this spring bottle is so beautifully fired. The most important thing is that the implication is good, in the end, the emperor has a heart. ”

"What do you think?" The Queen Mother only smiled, but did not answer Yafu's words, but instead stayed on Concubine Xian's white and slightly stubborn face.

Pan Yu smiled lightly, looked at the spring bottle in the hand of the minion, and said with a smile: "The pattern of Hongshou is distinct, and the painting is delicate, so that the lines are very smooth, and it is a rare good thing to see." The most important thing is that the shape and color are good, although it is just a spring bottle, but it is different from the usual ones, which is refreshing. ”

The Queen Mother waved her hand and motioned for Yafu to send a kind of palace people out. "Concubine Xian can see it accurately, and in just a few words, she can summarize the essence of this spring bottle."

The queen mother smiled, the concubines were just hatches. The queen mother has never seen anything good, but the concubines are ashamed of themselves. Pan Yu gently echoed the Queen Mother's words, curled the corners of her lips from time to time, and smiled faintly.

Su Wanrong came in with steaming milk tea, followed by a pair of maids holding various pastries: "The Queen Mother just looked at the porcelain of the official kiln, and said this for a while, she must be thirsty." The concubine boiled some milk tea that came up from Caigong, can the queen mother taste it? ”

Smelling the steaming smell of fragrant milk, looking at the different pastries in the hands of the maid, the Queen Mother couldn't help but smile a little more: "It's still Wanrong's most skillful hand, although she may not be able to draw a clear pattern, but she can make the most desirable pastries." Concubine Xian also tasted it. ”

Pan Yu was very taboo about the pure concubine in her heart, but because of the queen mother's face, her smile couldn't help but be a little gentle: "The concubine can only taste it thanks to the blessing of the queen mother, in the end, it is the ingenuity of the pure concubine's sister, such a delicate dim sum is thousands of times better than the production of the imperial dining room." ”

Su Wanrong's cheeks were like glow, and she was a little ashamed: "The Queen Mother praised it falsely, the concubines are just doing their best, and they are not of much use." As long as the queen mother does not dislike it, the concubines will be at ease. ”

sighed silently in the bottom of her heart, Panyu didn't know how long and how much else she would have to do such a fake and sincere scene, so that the Queen Mother could take herself for herself with peace of mind. She also understands that with the mind of the Queen Mother, she will not easily believe her to go, and there may be many trials and tribulations in it.

The smile on his face was a little tight, and the hot tits on his hands were full of flattery, and Panyu was really envious of Concubine Hui at this time. She must be very comfortable with the emperor, right? There is no confinement of the red wall, only the pleasure of galloping all the way, and the barriers between each other can be eliminated.

"What is Concubine Xian thinking, but I'm not good at being a sister, isn't it right to eat with my spleen and stomach?" Su Wanrong saw at a glance that Concubine Xian had something on her mind, so she had to ask in front of the Queen Mother.

"Naturally, it's not that my sister's craftsmanship is not good." Panyu replied vaguely and ate it in small bites.

But Su Wanrong understood the queen mother's thoughts, so she didn't give up: "If it weren't for my poor craftsmanship, then my sister you have something in your heart, so the food is tasteless." ”

This kind of question really made Panyu a little disgusted, and it was inevitably embarrassing. "What my sister said is that the emperor has been away from Beijing for several days, but I heard the slave who returned to the palace to deliver the letter say that he has not yet arrived in the paddock. Looking at the delicate dim sum made by her sister, the concubine couldn't help but think that the emperor must have a lot of inconvenience when he travels outside, and he is afraid that he can't eat such a good dim sum, so he ...... it."

The Queen Mother smiled, and her eyes showed a little approval: "If you are meticulous, Concubine Hui is naturally inferior to Concubine Xian." The last time you went out to worship your ancestors, you did everything yourself, which was very appropriate. The mourning family looked at it, although the emperor was out of the palace for a few days, he didn't reduce much, and he knew that you were serving with all your heart.

This time, the emperor took Gu Lianhui and Guifei to hunt when she had just recovered from a serious illness, and the mourning family was not very at ease. But after all, it hasn't been for a long time, and it's only a month's worth of effort, but it's up to the emperor's thoughts. If you really can't rest assured, although someone will send it to the emperor with a good one to express your heart. When the emperor sees something, he must know your thoughts. Although we don't meet, we can always remember whether you are good or not. ”

Pan Yu's face was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but get up respectfully and said, "Thank you Queen Mother for mentioning it, the concubine knows what to do." ”

"What the mourning family can mention is just a few small things, and the relationship with the emperor has to be done by yourself. The mourning family is old, and many things can't be interjected, and they can't talk, and it is thanks to the emperor's filial piety that they can live such a smooth life. It's not easy after all. ”

Pan Yu stared at his head, and said silently for a moment: "A smooth and smooth day is something that you can't ask for." The queen mother just mentioned that the concubines should manage their relationship with the emperor carefully, and the concubines drew inferences from one another, thinking that whatever they wanted, they had to fight for it themselves. It's not something that can be obtained by praying to the gods for protection every day. After all, there are too many delicate and clear minds in the harem. ”

With phoenix eyes, the Queen Mother bowed her head: "At this time, I don't know what the emperor is doing." ”

"Your Majesty, why are you here, there is a big cigarette here. You better go to the tent to rest for a while, the concubine is ready, and Li Yu will naturally invite you over. Gao Lingxi wore an ordinary blue cloth dress that could not be more ordinary. This fabric is even a little rough, not at all like the wives of high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, full of commoner peasant women.

"Why are you dressed like this?" Hongli couldn't help laughing: "I just watched the excerpt for a while, and saw several ministers accompanying me, but I didn't see you." After a while, how the noble concubine became a peasant woman was unexpected. ”

Gao Lingxi was looking at the firewood around the fire, and the sweat on his forehead was the size of a soybean grain. Seeing the emperor smiling so happily, she couldn't help laughing: "The emperor has seen the concubine collecting firewood? If the concubine was still wearing that golden dress, how could she make this dinner again? ”

Hongli laughed with interest: "I really haven't seen the concubine collect firewood to cook rice before, but now I have seen a good one?" It's really funny. ”

"Your Majesty ......" Gao Lingxi faked anger and pouted: "The concubine is kind enough to prepare dinner for you, but you are good, but you laugh at the concubine's simple clothes." He rolled his eyes, and his tone was slightly stunned: "It's rare for a concubine to wear such clothes once, stay by the fire, and cook an ordinary dinner for the emperor." Although it is inevitably not as delicious as the delicacies in the palace, in the end, it is also the concubine's intention to be a wife. ”

Slowly squatting down, Hongli gently wiped the sweat from Gao Lingxi's face: "How can I not know your thoughts, but I'm afraid that you are tired." ”

"How so?" Gao Lingxi smiled confidently, and the brilliance in her eyes was beautiful: "The emperor forgot that when he first entered the palace, the concubine was still a maid." If the maid can't even cook, won't she wait for someone to sweep the floor out? This little effort is not troublesome, and it will not be difficult for the concubines. It's just that the emperor is dressed in a military uniform and looks like he wants to hunt, but it's really not suitable to be around the fire, so go to the tent and rest. ”

Hongli refused, so he simply sat down next to the concubine. "It's rare for me to be able to talk to you, unrestrained. Why do you want to drive me away? ”

Bi Lan and a few little maids were interested, and they held objects early and set up the earthen stove next to them. Leaving the emperor and the concubine tightly, talking and laughing around a fire, it was also warm.

The emperor said, and the concubines listened, but the emperor was not allowed to do it. The concubines did not allow the emperor to do such a small work. Gao Lingxi turned his face and smiled sweetly at Shang Hongli's gentle and deep eyes. Even if the emperor is not the Son of Heaven, but the husband of the concubine, the concubine must serve with all her heart. This is a piece of the concubine's heart, I hope the emperor can understand. ”

"Okay." Hongli gently wiped the beads of sweat from the tip of her nose: "I listen to you, you don't let me do it, I just watch, sit and wait to eat, okay?" ”

"Hmm." Gao Lingxi smiled with satisfaction: "Then the concubine will make a good dish for the emperor to taste." ”

Hongli was amused by her seriousness: "Then may I ask our Hui Guifei Niangniang, what is your specialty dish?" Why have I been with you for so many years, but I have never heard of it? ”

Gao Lingxi was slightly stunned, as if he was asked by the emperor, and said for a long time: "The concubine didn't think about the name of the dish, but there is a fire in front of her, and there is a wild pheasant that the emperor shot on the road, how about making a roast chicken for the concubine?" ”

Hongli smiled from ear to ear: "Guifei roast chicken, what a concubine roast chicken......"

"Your Majesty, you are so bad." Gao Lingxi was happy and disgusted, and her expression was full of cuteness: "The concubine is very serious, what's so funny." When it comes out later, the emperor should not be greedy and have a crooked mouth, otherwise the name of this dish will be called Guifei Crooked Mouth Roast Chicken. ”

"Then I have to taste it even more, presumably the imperial chef in the palace must be ashamed of himself, but I don't know how many times I have eaten, and after returning to the palace, others will not recognize who I am." Hongli echoed the voice, and her smile was full of warmth, such a feeling was really free, as if all the troubles were gone with her sweet laughter and ceased to exist.