Deshou resentment and resentment. But what to say. Still going to say.

"Your Majesty. Lord Bao said. There is a problem with this man. It's the most afraid of hunger. He's hungry. will be dizzy. Later, if it's because I'm hungry. It's not good to faint on the main hall. You see. Do you want Lord Wang to come over and rest?

Lord of the Treasure Gun. Is this problem a good thing for individuals? Don't you blush when you say that?

Emperor Yongsheng is in the stage of contentment. Of course, Wang Jibao said what was what.

While walking towards the main hall. While happily spitting out two words: "Accurate."

Just when Emperor Yongsheng sat back on the dragon chair. The little eunuch below secretly stuffed Deshou with a paper bag. There's also a hot egg.

This touched Deshou. I'm almost in tears.

It's better to be the lord of Baojun. At this time, I can still think about the old slave.

Said hello to the little eunuch below. Dekushou hurriedly found a place. Just with tea. Ate two big buns and an egg.

Wait for him to return to the main hall. Looking at the figure of the fourth prince who is struggling to write. How to look at how to feel pleasing to the eye.

Besides, Wang Ziyi was suddenly told by a little eunuch. Emperor Yongsheng asked him to go to the back.

He glanced in the direction of Emperor Yongsheng. Seeing that Emperor Yongsheng was still smiling at himself and nodded. I know that what this little eunuch said is true. It's not about lying to yourself. He got up from his seat. He followed the little eunuch out of the main hall.

As soon as I left the main hall, I heard the little eunuch say: "Just now, the lord of Bao County sent someone to tell Your Majesty. Lord Wang must not be hungry. When you're hungry, you'll get dizzy. Later, if it's because I'm hungry. It's not good to faint in the main hall. Thereupon. Your Majesty will send a servant to tell you to go and rest in the back."

Wait until the apse. Wang Ziyi looked at the food on the table. Excitement is full of relief.

This daughter has grown up before she knows it. Also sensible. Now I know that I feel sorry for my father.

It's also thanks to his own little daughter's cleverness. Come up with a reason that's so reasonable.

Wang Ziyi sat down. After cleaning hands and mouth. Pick up the chopsticks and start moving.

The little eunuch said again: "Lord Wang. These buns were hand-wrapped by Lord Baojun."

Wang Ziyi was speechless when he heard this. With a smile on the corner of his mouth. Eat more slowly. It's as if you're eating something that is rare in the world. Extraordinarily cherished.

Wait until he returns to the main hall again. It's been almost a quarter of an hour. But judging from the rather calm look of the people. I don't look like someone who just stole food.

Wang Jibao felt sorry for his father at the same time. Of course, it is no exception to feel sorry for my brother.

It didn't take long. Emperor Yongsheng received a note. He opened the note and looked at it. The font on it is very familiar.

Uncle Huang. I asked someone to boil two eggs for each of the candidates. Send it to them in your name. As a benevolent emperor, how can you bear to watch the candidates starve.

A mischievous smiley face is also drawn at the end.

Emperor Yongsheng looked at it and was happy in his heart. This little girl is quite good at buying people's hearts for him.

So he commanded in a loud voice: "Deshou. At this time, I'm afraid all the candidates are hungry. Tell them to bring them some more cakes. In addition, give them two eggs each. That's right. Tell someone to prepare some hot water for them to drink."

Now it's even more merciful. Emperor Yongsheng stroked his chin and groomed his beard very neatly. Mei Zizi thought.

The two hundred students who took the exam below listened to Emperor Yongsheng's orders. All of them were excited.

What a thoughtful and good emperor.

Wait for the candidates to have dinner. The ministers on both sides of the line looked straight at each other.

Don't take such a bully. Just let them see. I don't give them a little to eat.

Wait a minute. Is the food that Wang Yuxun is eating also called palace cakes?

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a hot bun.

And also. The bamboo tube he was holding was really filled with water.

How do you look like a soft and glutinous tribute rice porridge?

And also. He has nothing but eggs on his table. How can there be two more plates of small pickles?

It's so unusual. How can it be treated so differently.

What a rhythm this is. Is this the so-called rhythm of anger and death?

Wang Yuxun doesn't care what others think. Anyway, when the chamberlain gave him food. The little eunuch said, "This is the food that Lord Bao prepared for the fourth prince alone. The bun is still hand-wrapped by the lord of Baojun. Let you eat and drink enough. Recharge your energy and answer the questions well."

Wang Yuxun drank rice porridge, steamed buns and eggs, and small pickles. Be appetizing. How appetizing.

This man is not only good-looking; Even have a meal. are pleasing to the eye. That one move and one shot. Be as elegant as you want. It's simply enviable.

Swallowed the saliva in his mouth. Of course more envy is what he is eating.

Emperor Yongsheng watched the candidates eat fragrantly. I feel hungry again. Do the math. He's been eating for a while.

It was at this time. Deshou handed over another note.

Emperor Yongsheng opened the note and looked at it. Happy again.

I saw that it was written:

Uncle Huang. Now that the candidates have something to eat. I'm afraid the ministers are hungry too. My aunt and grandmother asked them to prepare some eggs and cakes. Other than that. As an emperor to accompany everyone to be hungry for so long. Isn't it time to eat some pastries to cushion your stomach? As a loving mother, how can she bear to watch her son go hungry? That as a dutiful son. How can you live up to the kindness of your mother. So it's not a violation.

In addition, there is a "note" written at the very bottom of this note.

Note: Mr. Wang likes to eat the pastries made by his little daughter at home.

Emperor Yongsheng closed the note. Chao Deshou instructed: "Let people bring all the food. Command to go down. This is the queen mother's gift to all the lovers."

The ministers who had been hungry all morning and one noon after receiving the food. Regardless of the image, they immediately started eating. And that's still for them all these years. One of the best meals to eat at the palace. Come to think of it. I couldn't help but be more grateful to the Empress Dowager Jiang.

Or the Queen Mother is merciful. You can still think of them at this time.

Take a look at the crown prince, several princes, university scholar Zhou Suping, and several people from the Zhenguo Mansion. When eating better than asking them. I'm embarrassed to be jealous.

It's good to eat some now. Again, this borrowed the light of these people.

At this time, Emperor Yongsheng looked at the six pastries on the table. I think it's delicious when I look at it.

These pastries come in a variety of colors. And each one is very exquisite. It's all bite-by-bite.

Among them, the red is jujube cake, the yellow is pumpkin cake, and the green is mung bean cake. The white one is osmanthus cake. In addition, there is glutinous rice roll red bean paste. An unknown pastry coated with a layer of soybean flour. And then there are rolls made of small pancakes. Some of them are wrapped with shredded meat, sauce, and shredded green onions. There are also rolls with thin shredded potatoes.

The first few pastries are common in the palace. Only the kind of pastry with glutinous rice rolls, red bean paste and bean flour, and small pancakes with meat and shredded potatoes are the first time I have seen them. Come to think of it. These two things should be made by Bao Mei herself.

Don't say that Emperor Yongsheng really guessed correctly.

The first few pastries. Except for the one thing that is. It's really all made by Wang Jibao and asked the cook. It's just when the cooks are cooking. Wang Jibao specially asked them to make the pastries small and exquisite. It is best to be the size of one bite. It looks good this way. It's also more convenient to eat.

The pastries of Heshunhou Mansion are now all the same size.

Let's talk about the last two foods. One is the donkey rolling that Wang Jibao thought of. The other is shredded pork and shredded potato burritos with Kyoto sauce.

Emperor Yongsheng likes to drink cloud tea. Wang Jibao asked Deshou to give Emperor Yongsheng a cloud tea to eat according to his preference. Wang Ziyi is now used to drinking hot goat's milk. Wang Jibao put the boiled goat's milk in a water bag and brought it along with the pastries.

Emperor Yongsheng reluctantly called the scholar Wang noted in the remarks to his side.

He also pretended to be generous and said: "Scholar Wang. Your youngest daughter says you like to eat the pastries she makes. You can choose one or two of them."

Wang Ziyi took a look. I know that the last two foods were prepared by Wang Jibao. So he asked: "Your Majesty, are you sure to let Weichen choose whatever he wants."

Emperor Yongsheng nodded his head. Just look at Wang Ziyizheng stretching out his hand and shaking on the two small plates of donkey rolling and shredded pork with Beijing sauce. Unconsciously let out "Hey." A bang.

The prince smiled silently. Finally, the hand will be crutched to the ordinary osmanthus cake. Picked up the plate.

"Wechen has chosen."

Seeing that Emperor Yongsheng breathed a sigh of relief slightly. He reached out and took the water bag containing goat's milk that Deshou handed over.

Emperor Yongsheng looked at the prince Yi Lao who knew him so well. So she rolled around with a donkey and ate it.

"Hmm" tastes good. It's delicious.

The prince gave a courtesy and said, "Wechen retires." See Emperor Yongsheng nodding. He went to his seat.

On the way back. also deliberately passed through Wang Yuxun's test table. And handed over the plate containing the osmanthus cake seemingly casually.

Wang Yuxun took a osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth very familiarly. Then I was very satisfied and picked up another one. Xiang Ziyi nodded. Signal that you have enough to eat.

When you chew the osmanthus cake in your mouth. Wang Yuxun confirmed: Hmm. It's delicious. This is made by Bao Mei herself, and it must be correct.

Wang Ziyi returned to his seat and began to eat it with satisfaction.

Tastes good.

Osmanthus cake contains a strong milky flavor. Except for his own little daughter. Others really can't make this flavor.

This is the most skillful and distinctive of all the pastries made by Wang Jibao.

This is mainly because Mrs. Hou likes to eat osmanthus cakes. Wang Jibao specially did it for her.

The taste of osmanthus cake is generally sweeter. Although delicious. But not suitable for the elderly. Even young people sometimes feel tired of eating. Therefore. Wang Jibao replaced the water with goat's milk. Reduces the amount of sugar in it. And add whipped egg whites. Finally, it is steamed in the drawer. The osmanthus cake that comes out of this way is fragrant and soft and glutinous. Excellent taste.

After eating the osmanthus cake made by Wang Jibao once. I fell in love with the taste. So Wang Jibao cooked food for the Li family from time to time.

The thoughts of other people in the Hou Mansion are: It is rare for Bao Mei to make food. Why do you have to give some face and taste a few bites. What's more, it tastes really good.

Two father and son watching the interaction. Everyone is full of black lines.

Is it really good not to shy away from it in front of everyone?

The prince said in his heart: Even if I avoid it. Don't you know that man is my son?