At dusk, the maids bring dinner to the rooms of the ladies of the show.

The staple of today's dinner is a plate of white flour dumplings, a total of three, palm-sized, with three bowls of hot japonica rice porridge, all vegetarian: sweet and sour lotus root, stir-fried spring bamboo shoots and a tofu soup.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Xiao Nala's face was also like a dish, and she said with a bitter face: "Since I entered the West Third Institute, I haven't eaten a bite of meat!" She pinched her cheeks and said bitterly, "I've lost weight!" ”

Yingyue: "I've lost weight too. "O(∩_∩)O, it's so open!

Baorong: "Me too." Bao Rong sighed wistfully, "The draft has always been like this, in fact, our main house is good, at least we can eat enough." Those show girls in the side house, five people live in one room, and each person has a dumpling roll. There are three dishes to eat, and there is no porridge. I can only eat five or six minutes full. ”

Xiao Nara depressedly grabbed a slightly larger dumpling roll and took a bite angrily, "It's still salty, and I don't even put sugar." ”

Yingyue: Your sweet taste is really like a native of the south.

This dumpling roll is actually a big flower roll...... Well, it's not that big. It can be screwed out with oil and salt, which is very in line with the taste of northerners.

Baorong shook his head: "Do you want to eat sweet?" Baorong's eyes were clearly looking at heresy.

Xiao Nara held the halazi in his mouth, and his eyes were full of yearning: "The soft dumplings are wrapped in enough osmanthus sugar filling, and you can bite into it...... Suck! ”

Yingyue: Please forgive her for not feeling anything. Although she also likes to eat snacks, dessert and staple food are two different things?!

Baorong: Me too.

Ying Yue looked a little cold, if she didn't say something, she was afraid that it would become a performance by Xiao Nala's alone, so she smiled and said: "What, I also like to eat osmanthus candy." But if it's wrapped in a dumpling bun, it's not sensitive.

Xiao Nala's eyes immediately lit up: "The osmanthus candy in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is delicious!" She picked up a piece of sweet and sour lotus root and stuffed it into her mouth, her little face stiffened, and her brows were about to be knotted, she finally swallowed it, and immediately couldn't help complaining: "Where is this sweet and sour lotus root?" It's clearly acetate lotus root! It's not sweet at all! ”

"Really?" Ying Yue also tasted a piece, only to feel a little sweet in the sour, a bite down, the end was crispy, and said vaguely: "That, it's okay......"

He picked up the japonica rice and ate half a plate of sweet and sour lotus root in one go, and as for the other half of the plate, it was naturally the Five Organs Temple that sacrificed to Baorong.

The look in the eyes of the two of them was clearly heretical!

Yingyue: ...... o(╯□╰)o

Baorong: ...... o(╯□╰)o

Today is the fifteenth day, Yikun Palace, the queen is like an ordinary wife, smiling and preparing vegetables for Qianlong, very attentive and thoughtful.

After the meal, the palace maid with neat eyebrows knelt and held the carved lacquer long plate and stepped forward, and there was a small copper basin on the warm fragrant soup for cleaning hands - more than a dozen spices such as sweet pine, angelica, Du Ruo, agarwood were added, so as to clean the hands, after washing, the hands were stained with a fragrant fragrance, which was very elegant.

After cleaning his hands, he made tea to eliminate food. The Empress took it herself and presented it to the Emperor.

Qianlong took the tea and couldn't help frowning slightly: "This fragrant soup is too strong, and the fragrance of the tea is overshadowed." ”

The queen's face was suddenly extremely embarrassed, so she had to hurriedly say: "Yes, the concubine will ask the imperial doctor to reformulate a light fragrant soup recipe." ”

Qianlong took a sip of tea and put it down, "The acacia fragrant soup in Yanxi Palace cleans your hands very well, the smell is quiet, and it is quite thrifty." ”

Now the queen's face is even more ugly, the acacia fragrant soup is a favorite thing when the Empress Yuan is alive, so that the concubine is used to borrowing Yu Ze of the Empress Yuan to please the emperor! If she learns, won't she surrender her identity?!

The queen held back her anger and said with a smile: "Concubine Ling served Sister Xiaoxian in her early years, so she naturally knows how to make Hehuan fragrant soup. In contrast, a concubine is a layman. ”

Qianlong nodded, "You are the queen, so naturally you don't need to learn this." Qianlong didn't say much, so he suddenly asked, "How is Little Twelve?" ”

The queen's complexion suddenly softened, and her eyebrows were full of pity: "Thank you for the emperor's care, Yongxuan is almost well, and she is noisily going to study in the study." ”

Qianlong nodded: "He has this desire to study, so he is naturally very good." It's just that this child has been weak since he was a child, and he will still be raised for two more days, so he doesn't have to rush his homework. ”

The queen read a little bad taste from it, so she hurriedly smiled and said: "Actually, it's just that the slaves at the bottom are not careful, and they opened the window before they caught a cold." It doesn't matter. The emperor's fatherly heart, the concubines understand, it's just that you blindly tell Yongxuan to rest, this child is worried about leaving his homework, but I'm afraid that he won't be able to recover well. ”

Qianlong frowned, "Stubborn temperament." "Like a queen.

The queen hurriedly smiled and said, "The child is older and has an idea." ”

"Then let's go back to study tomorrow, but let's take a slow ride and shoot lesson." Qianlong said.

The queen was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Yes." He hurriedly asked the palace maid to hold up a few new scriptures with ink, and said with a smile: "This is the Jizo King Sutra that the show girls just copied for King Rong, and the concubines have selected the best points from it, and they also invite the emperor to read it." ”

Qianlong thought of this son who had just died of illness, and his eyebrows were dyed with a trace of melancholy, "The queen has a heart." "The girl who ordered the show to copy the scriptures and embroider the blessing bag is exactly what the queen Huifa Nala means.

Qianlong hastily flipped through them one by one, and his eyes stopped on the beautiful hairpin, "This ......"

The queen smiled brightly: "This is the Jizo King Sutra copied by Fucha Dagege, not only is the handwriting good, but also the entire scripture is copied, which is the most copied among the show girls." ”

Qianlong Longxin was happy, "Not bad, not bad!" Although the words are still immature, it is already rare for her to be able to write such words at her age. ”

The queen smiled and nodded: "Look, the concubine, this stroke is already quite the style of Mrs. Wei's hairpin." Gege, who is only fourteen years old, can write such words, which shows that he must have used it very much on weekdays. This scripture should really be read by Yongxuan, so as to urge him to work harder. ”

Qianlong's smile converged Tai Ban, and the queen did not leave Xiao Twelve's three sentences......

Seeing that the emperor's smile was not as good as Fang Cai, the queen hurriedly said: "There is also this, it is written by the daughter of Cheng'en Gong Fu Wen, and the handwriting is also very upright, and the concubine also looked at the blessing bag she embroidered, which is very exquisite and atmospheric, and it is a show of wisdom." ”

Qianlong pondered slightly: "Fu Wen's daughter...... I saw it once a few years ago, and it looks like a Peugeot. ”

The queen smiled and said: "Yes, now that she has become a big girl, her appearance is also top-notch among the show girls." ”

Qianlong nodded: "You pay attention to the introduction and look again." ”

The queen was overjoyed, and hurriedly said "yes", and said in her heart: The eleventh elder brother lost his mother at a young age, even if his temperament is unbearable, but the emperor loves him, and the family background of the eleventh Fujin in the future will definitely not be low. And the Gege of the Chengen Mansion of the Fucha family is always worthy of it, right?

I have to say that the queen really made a good calculation, "The concubine thinks that she has to choose Fujin for the eleventh elder brother, and she has to choose a calm atmosphere." ”

Qianlong nodded approvingly.