Since ancient times, the good reputation of emperors, the name of life and the reputation of posthumous, which king does not value it?

But there was an Emperor Yuanyou, Liu Heng sneered a few times after hearing the old man's inquiry, and replied, "Father, does the son still have a good reputation?"

"Mean and unkind, killing brothers and imprisoning fathers, lustful and greedy for money......

"The greedy son confessed, after all, the son has to feed hundreds of millions of people."

"The mean and unkind son gritted his teeth and admitted it, after all, those people are not his son's courtiers."

"As the saying goes, if you have more debt, you don't have to worry, and if you have more lice, you don't itch. No matter how many favored eunuchs there are, what the son wants is to clear the palace ban, how can there be a reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days?"

"The historical pen is like a knife, and the historical pen is held in the hands of those literati."

The old man has been in power for fifty years, and has fought with the civil and military generals in the court all his life, and he is already tired of this kind of battle that may never stop.

He raised his eyelids, glanced at the thin and resolute face of his fourth son, and sighed, "You have a good idea in your heart, if you want to move the interests of those literati, you must have a sharp enough knife to suppress them. If you beat a stick, you have to give them a sweet date, don't rush them."

"What's the rush?"

Liu Heng didn't agree with the Emperor Taishang's opinion, stood up and looked at the koi swimming in the Taiye Pool, and said with a squint, "Father, you just attach too much importance to the so-called good reputation. Even if they give their son the nickname of Li in the future, the son will implement the new law and completely eradicate the punishment of the doctor and the gentry who do not pay food......

"You pouting fourth, you are stubborn. Anyway, I have enjoyed you for a lifetime, and I can't be worse if I die."

The old man was not happy to argue with his stubborn son about this, so he closed his eyes again and enjoyed the coolness in the shade of the trees.

He suddenly remembered what was behind him, and began to babble in a rambling voice: "Remember, your Lao Tzu and my imperial mausoleum must be luxurious, and there is no need for burial, just get some pottery." However, I am used to using all these objects in the Dragon Head Palace, so I will put them all in the underground palace. And keep an eye on those literati for me, if the nickname is not good, I will crawl out to find trouble for you......

"Father, everything in the Dragon Head Palace has been used for so many years, why don't you get a new one for your son?"

Liu Heng's inexplicable heartache, this is a good object worth millions of taels of silver, if it can be exchanged for silver......

", I'm thinking about my stuff again!"

The old man immediately felt that this son was not looking good, and waved his hand to drive him away.

"The son went back first......

Liu Heng glanced at the direction of the Emperor's Pole Hall greedily, and the old man became even more irritable.

Why did he give birth to such a thing, dignified summer, and searched like this.

"Hurry up and get out, Lao Tzu will be angry when he looks at your search sample!"

Liu Heng didn't care about his father's dislike, so he walked away from the exquisite tea set next to him and walked out of Longshou Palace.

Waiting out of the gate of the Dragon Head Palace, he looked carefully: "Heh, it's still colorful, it should be worth 10,000 taels of silver......

The old man, who was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, suddenly felt thirsty and touched the side......

Well?

Dai Quan smiled bitterly and said, "Sage, the teapot with the cup was all taken away by the emperor!"

After finalizing the temporary bidding method for the imperial businessmen to go to sea, Jia Cong leaned back and lay directly on the soft collapse.

"No, I feel like my body is being hollowed out!"

Liu Hong did the same, lay down next to Jia Cong, and said with emotion: "I can't do it anymore, I've never worked so hard."

"I feel like I can swallow a whole roast duck!"

As soon as he talked about eating, Jia Cong's stomach began to rumble. Immediately infected Liu Hong, the two looked at each other and nodded silently......

Not long after, the imperial dining room was robbed by Liu Hong and Jia Cong.

The accomplice also had a large cat, two of them and a cat surrounding the burning charcoal, and the meat on the copper skewers was bubbling with oil.

The big cat's paws were eager to try, and saliva was pouring out.

"Brother Cong, are you ripe?"

"Huh?"

"Wait, wait, you

Don't worry......

Pepper, salt, spices......

Jia Cong skillfully brushed the condiments up, and the fragrance turned over the palace wall, and the little princes and princesses playing next door were crying greedily.

Even the old man who was lying in the shade of the tree and pretending to sleep secretly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the grill.

"Smack!"

Jia Cong slapped the cat's paw down and taught, "The paw burned you, dare to scratch anything!"

You can't even hold the stick, you think you're a person?

The big cat looked at Liu Hong aggrievedly with a skewer and gnawed at Jia Cong. When the waiter brought the rice bowl, it finally tasted the fresh and delicious barbecue.

"These meats are more tender, just for the imperial grandfather to taste......

Liu Hongxing, a taster, rushed to put a few skewers of roasted mutton and venison on a delicate porcelain plate and sent them to the shade of a tree.

Barbecue with fruit wine, one word - cool!

After tasting a bite, the Emperor Taishang, who was so angry with his stubborn son, finally had a good mood and praised: "Yes, the little fat man has no other skills, this meat is well roasted."

Jia Cong was holding a string of chicken wings and gnawing it coolly, and when he heard the old man's praise, he hit the snake with the stick, and grinned: "I also plan to open a shop in the capital, just sell barbecue, and invite the sage to taste it when the time comes."

"Oh? Then I'm really going to see ......."

Jia Cong finished nibbling the chicken wings in his hand three times and dividing them by two, and rubbed his hands with a smile: "The new store has opened, and this congratulatory gift is indispensable. The words of the sage master are a must in Daxia, and the plaque of this restaurant ......."

The old man knocked on the little fat man's brain: "You monkey head, you are very shrewd."

The little fat man immediately patted his ass: "That's not it, how can I say that I was also taught by you......

The horse's fart didn't hit the horse's hooves, and the old man was in a good mood.

"Well said......

He stared at the roast chicken wings that Jia Cong picked up again, and felt that the venison in his hand was no longer fragrant: "I look good at this chicken wing, let's have a bunch."

If you don't pack your meals, you always feel that you lack a sense of ritual.

Jia Cong, who had fed his stomach, went to the imperial dining room again, and in the expression of the palace people who wanted to cry without tears, he carried several boxes of all kinds of fresh meat and precious spices, and went out of the palace with his stomach.

"Take it, my lord will reward you."

After rewarding the few waiters who carried the food box, Jia Cong took the carriage back to Rongguo Mansion leisurely.

At this time, it was not yet dark, so people took the grill that had been built earlier, and the charcoal fire burned it, and after a while, the greedy Xichun hugged the little orange cat and drooled on the table.

"Third brother, when will this meat be roasted? Look at my little orange drooling!"

Daiyu rubbed Xichun's brain, and said with crooked eyebrows, "I see that you are the little gluttonous cat, and the saliva is flowing on the table."

Xichun immediately took out a handkerchief and wiped it, and raised his little face: "Where is it, I'm not a little gluttonous cat." But the third brother's barbecue meat is so fragrant, last time at the racecourse, those children were crying." c

The little cocked nose moved, and she felt her soul fluttering in the direction of the grill.

"That's it!"

Jia Cong skillfully put the roasted meat into the porcelain plate, handed it to Yingchun and said, "Send it to the old lady first, eat it while it's hot, it's not easy to restrain when it's cold."

The only two remaining skewers from the first furnace were placed on the plate in front of Xichun, and Xichun, who had washed his hands, finally nibbled on the gluttonous roast venison.

As the lanterns began to come on, the courtyard of Rongxi Hall was full of masters of the two mansions, large and small, that is, the mother and daughter of the Xue family, who lived in the Rongguo Mansion.

Barbecue with stuffed fruit, a barbecue feast finally ended happily after drying out Jia Cong.

When the full moon was in the sky, everyone was discussing tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival, and several girls also talked about the story of Chang'e running to the moon, and said a few lines of poetry from time to time.

The old lady was already fond of being lively, and she felt ten years younger when she listened to the sound of her grandchildren and listening to the children's playfulness.

There are two more little raccoon slaves at home, and I feel that the small courtyard is a little more active. Daiyu's frost was more active, chasing after Jia Cong's hand

Easy cat teasing stick to play.

The little orange that cherishes spring is much more perfunctory, and after moving two steps forward, she touches porcelain and cherishes spring, lying in her arms and stretching her waist.

Baoyu was quick to think and made two poems about cats. Not to mention how good it is, but definitely has a place among its peers.

Mrs. Xue was originally gossiping with the old lady, but suddenly changed the conversation and asked, "Old lady, I heard someone say a few days ago that you are showing Baoyu Xiang, but you have found a good candidate?"

The old lady smiled bitterly and said, "Originally, I also planned to take advantage of the great joy of the concubine to set a family affair for Baoyu. Can...... Alas, it's not easy!"

"Baoyu has a valuable character, and many people have inquired about him from me."

Mrs. Xue complimented, "The old lady raised Brother Bao like a treasure, and if you want me to say, it is not bad to be a princess and a county lord. Don't worry, my brother is still young, look at each other more, you must find a suitable ......."

"Second Brother Bao, what about you......

Jia Cong pounded Baoyu, squeezed his eyes at him, and quipped, "Second Brother Bao, you're going to marry a daughter-in-law!"

"Ah, Second Brother Bao wants to marry a daughter-in-law? Is it Sister Yun?"

Xichun, who was having fun on the side, didn't even want a cat anymore, so he poked forward and asked suspiciously, "Does Second Brother Bao want to marry Sister Yun as his daughter-in-law?" Then can I eat candy cakes?"

The fairy tales are unscrupulous, but there are traces to follow.

Since the marriage in the palace, the two governments no longer gossip about Baoyu and Daiyu, but Baoyu and Xiangyun have been passed on for a while.

It wasn't until Jia Jing and Jia Yu joined forces to rectify the two mansions of Ning Rong that it stopped a lot.

But this kind of gossip is endless, and Xiangyun does have unusual feelings for Baoyu, and the tongue-biting "love brother" has been shouting for so many years, not "love brother" is also regarded as love brother.

Xichun's voice was not small, and the people in the courtyard heard it clearly, the old lady was not angry because of this, but sighed vaguely, Mrs. Xue's mind moved slightly, and she diverted the topic and talked about Xue Pan's new restaurant.

The girls didn't take this episode seriously, but made fun of Xiangyun, who blushed.

Only Jia Cong carefully observed the expressions of Xiangyun and Baoyu, although Xiangyun concealed it well, he still saw the confusion and apprehension in it.

Baoyu was in a daze, except for being a little shy, she simply thought that the sisters were making fun of themselves, and after a short period of shyness, Lehehe played again.

When you are tired of playing, the crowd disperses.

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