Chapter Twenty-Seven: Grandpa Huang, My Grandson Is Wronged!

Lao Zhu chewed these two sentences repeatedly, and only felt that he had spoken to his heart.

A porridge and a meal, it is not easy to think about where you come from. Half a thread and half a thread, the constant thought of material resources is difficult.

How good this is said, why can't we think of such a good word!

"Eldest grandson, where did you hear this?"

Zhu Yunxi's eyes rolled, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out who said it, in line with the principle that fat water does not flow into outsiders' fields, he simply put it on his father's head.

"Grandpa Huang, this is a time when I didn't eat well and dropped a lot of rice, and my father saw it, and my father criticized me."

"Who said that, then you have to ask my father."

"Our Emperor ......"

Lao Zhu's eyes turned red again when he heard this, and he almost burst into tears on the spot.

He felt more and more that the emperor was excellent, and he only hated that he knew it too late......

Since it was our emperor who said it, it would be easy to do, and from now on this sentence will be ours!

"Actually, this is what we said to your father......"

"Thy father the eighteenth ...... Fifteen...... No, no, just like when you were so old, you also ate and wasted food, and we reprimanded you like this. ”

"We didn't expect that after so many years, your father still remembers......"

"Eldest grandson, you have to keep this sentence in mind, this is the inheritance of our old Zhu family!"

After Lao Zhu said these words, he secretly thought proudly in his heart, turn his head, let's add this sentence to the "Emperor's Ancestral Teachings", so that the descendants of the Zhu family can pass it on from generation to generation!

"Huh?"

Zhu Yunxi's eyes widened when he heard this, although he didn't remember who said this, but he remembered that this was Zhu Zi's family motto, which seemed to be in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

Lao Zhu moved his mouth up and down, and he plagiarized his plagiarized results?

Well, you are the emperor you are the greatest, you say it is you and you are you!

Zhu Yunxi wanted to understand this, and immediately transformed the doubt on his face into just the right amount of worship.

"It turned out that the imperial grandfather said it!"

"Grandpa Huang is so powerful, he can say such philosophical and full of wisdom in life!"

When Lao Zhu heard the eldest grandson's sycophancy, his face turned red rarely, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart, did this grandson see it?

But what can you see, we are his grandfather, let's say what we say!

If the little rebel Sun dares to question it, we will beat his board!

"What are you looking at, why don't you hurry up and eat?"

Zhu Yunxi said obediently when he heard this.

"Grandpa Huang, you taught me yesterday that before the elders move the chopsticks, the younger generations can't eat first."

When Lao Zhu heard his eldest grandson say this, he was relieved in his heart, and immediately picked up chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of his favorite fried mutton for his eldest grandson.

"That's good!"

"What a good grandson!"

Lao Zhu sandwiched a piece of mutton for his eldest grandson, and then remembered that he hadn't washed his hands yet, so he immediately turned around and put his hand in the copper basin brought by the little eunuch and washed it, but when he wiped his hands clean and was about to turn back to eat, he found that there was only one plate left of the fried mutton.

So a big plate of mutton was all eaten by this grandson?

Lao Zhu decided to observe for a while to see how the eldest grandson ate so quickly.

Then Lao Zhu personally experienced the shock of the Lu family, and by the way, he saw with his own eyes what it means to be reincarnated as a starving ghost.

A big bowl of rice noodles, the grandson ate it in a few bites, and by the way, he also made a plate of fried meat.

After eating the basket noodles, the grandson served the fragrant rice again, and then poured the whole plate of pork fried yellow cabbage into the bowl and picked it up directly.

When Lao Zhu came back to his senses, there were only a few plates of pickles on the table that could be eaten, a quick rice cake, and a plate of bitter gourd shreds.

While Lao Zhu smiled bitterly, he also had some anger in his heart.

This Lu family usually has to treat our emperor and grandson harshly, so that our emperor and grandson can starve like this!

Just when Lao Zhu was about to tell the imperial dining room to make some food, Xu Xingzu walked in with a scarf and a smile.

This is Xu Xingzu's habit for many years, and every time the emperor is halfway through his meal, he will come in and ask His Majesty's opinion.

In the name of listening, listen to suggestions and better serve Your Majesty. In fact, he came in and brushed his face to let His Majesty know that he was thinking hard.

As soon as Xu Xingzu entered the room, he was slightly surprised when he saw a child sitting at the table. When he saw the child's appearance and recognized it as the second emperor's grandson of the Prince's Mansion, he was even more surprised.

Didn't Your Majesty always like the emperor's eldest grandson, why did you call the emperor's second grandson?

Although Xu Xingzu was quite puzzled in his heart, he still felt embarrassed to see this child eating so much.

The greatest joy of a chef is to see others eat happily.

"Emperor, is today's meal delicious?"

Lao Zhu looked at his eldest grandson helplessly, and pouted depressedly.

"Don't ask us this, we haven't moved a bite yet, and we've all been eaten by this grandson!"

Xu Xingzu was even happier when he heard this, as if he had seen a confidant in life.

"Second Highness, what do you think of the food you cooked today, but it still suits your appetite?"

Zhu Yunxi was eating it, and suddenly saw a fat old man like Maitreya Buddha, looking at him with a smile, and immediately nodded vaguely.

"Good times!"

"Much better than the food in our Prince's Mansion!"

Xu Xingzu saw Zhu Yunxi praising himself like this, and immediately laughed proudly.

"Your Highness likes it!"

"Your Highness is not full, the old slave who has not eaten enough is giving His Highness some food!"

Zhu Yuanzhang muttered dissatisfiedly when he heard this.

"Lao Xu, don't patronize that grandson, don't you see that we haven't eaten yet?"

"Don't worry, the emperor!"

"It's all there, it's all there, hahaha......"

Lao Zhu watched Xu Xingzu leave with a smile, and secretly said in his heart that this old thing had finally found a confidant, and he might go to the imperial dining room to blow it.

But our eldest grandson is so fragrant when he eats, and we can't get hungry after watching it for a while.

Not long after, Xu Xingzu once again ordered someone to bring some food.

Compared with the first wave, the grade of the imperial meal this time has been significantly improved. Not only is the variety more abundant, but the quantity also makes Zhu Yunxi very satisfied.

After Zhu Yunxi finished the fragrant rice, he took a drawer of soup packets and chatted with Xu Xingzu while drinking the soup.

"Grandpa, you are Xu Xingzu, right?"

Hearing this, Xu Xingzu hurriedly waved his hand.

"Don't dare to be!"

"His Royal Highness called the old slave Lao Xu, he is already the creation of the old slave, but he doesn't dare to be called a grandfather."

Lao Zhu was quite relieved when he heard this, and secretly scolded this turtle grandson in his heart for being a clever ghost.

We only taught him to be a courtesy cook yesterday, and now this turtle grandson is now learning and selling.

Zhu Yunxi blinked and teased with a smile.

"Grandpa Xu, it's okay for me to eat this meal you cooked, it's not as unpalatable as my imperial grandfather said......"

"Second Highness, but the emperor has arranged the old slave with you again?"

"Emperor, let's not bring this, how many years have passed, why are you still arranging the old slave!"

Xu Xingzu complained to Lao Zhu, and explained to Zhu Yunxi with a smile on his face.

"Second Highness, the old slave has not had to work in person since the day our emperor ascended the throne. Now we are all staring at other people's cooking, just move our mouths and taste the dishes every day, and it is very light, hehehe. ”

When Zhu Yunxi heard this, he suddenly realized, he felt that something was wrong, with Lao Zhu's violent temper, how could he endure the unpalatable and not change people.

It turned out that Lao Zhu promoted him and let him stare at other cooks cooking!

Zhu Yunxi was sure that when the imperial grandfather taught the third uncle a lesson, he definitely didn't tell him about it. It's not good, the third uncle's big wronged breed is still enduring the pig food of his own cook!

Zhu Yunxi secretly glanced at Lao Zhu, and secretly thought in his heart, this bad old man is very bad, and he has to be careful in the future!

Lao Zhu ate two steamed buns, ate a bowl of brown rice porridge with pickles, and was full, and spent the rest of the time staring at his eldest grandson to eat.

This grandson is right, he does eat a lot of food, two or three adults don't eat as much as him.

This not only surprised him, but also made him feel sad, could it be that our eldest grandson was really abused in the East Palace?

"Eldest grandson, have you been treated badly in the East Palace?"

"Although the Lu family is a little cautious, he doesn't dare to blatantly treat you and not let you eat enough, right?"

Zhu Yunxi immediately pursed his mouth when he heard this, and made an extremely aggrieved expression.

In fact, he has eaten almost a long time ago, and the reason why he still keeps talking is to wait for Lao Zhu to ask so!

"Grandpa Huang, my grandson is wronged, woo woo woo woo ......"