There has been no conclusion about the real cause of Yongzheng's death, and Li Yi only glanced at it curiously and did not study it in detail.

But this time he was attached to Zhang Xuanqing's body, but he suddenly remembered this stubble.

Zhang Xuanqing's uncle is Zhang Taixu, who experienced the violent death of Yongzheng back then, and he is also the person in charge of refining Jijidan.

If Yongzheng really died because he ate too many pills, then he is the culprit.

But after he was expelled from the palace by Qianlong, he has been alchemy in Longhu Mountain in a good manner, without illness or disaster, and Qianlong did not touch him, which is a bit unpredictable.

The most important thing is that he actually sent his nephew into the palace to be Qianlong's imperial cook, which is even more strange.

Looking at Zhang Xuanqing in the mirror, Li Yi compared his memories.

He remembered that Zhang Xuanqing should have entered the imperial dining room in the twenty-sixth year of Qianlong, that is, the year of Qianlong's fiftieth birthday, five years later than Li Kaile.

But after entering the imperial dining room, he stayed for five years and did not cook for Qianlong.

However, he also "clocks in to work" on time and "gets off work" on time every day.

On weekdays, he doesn't chat and laugh with his colleagues, but just stays alone.

In the imperial dining room, each imperial chef is responsible for his own dishes, so except for the assistant chef brought in by himself, he basically does not let others interfere.

So no one asked him for help, so he just sat alone, either sitting and drinking tea, or in a daze in the yard.

Until the autumn of the 31st year of Qianlong, Qianlong occasionally felt cold and couldn't eat.

So he suddenly gave an edict and asked Zhang Xuanqing in the imperial dining room to cook a soup to sweat.

When the oracle reached the imperial dining room, everyone forgot that Zhang Xuanqing existed.

It wasn't until he came out to receive the order that everyone remembered that there was such a person as him.

Li Kaile was present that time and witnessed this often selling you.

After Zhang Xuanqing received the message, he went to the side and said a few words to the eunuch.

Although I didn't hear what he said, everyone also knew that they should ask about Qianlong's situation so that they could know what soup to make.

After all, Qianlong just said to cook a soup, but he didn't say what soup to burn.

After inquiring about the situation with the eunuch, Zhang Xuanqing went to the kitchen, and within half an hour, he cooked a dish of radish and mutton soup.

The eunuch sent it to Qianlong, and more than half an hour later, a eunuch sent the food box back.

The soup bowl in the food box had been drunk clean, and only one empty bowl had been returned.

After seeing the empty bowl, the imperial dining room was in an uproar.

Qianlong couldn't eat, so more than a dozen imperial chefs in the imperial dining room tried their best to make dishes that Qianlong loved to eat, and sent them to Qianlong, but Qianlong couldn't eat a bite.

Before he even reached the head of the bed, he was driven away by Qianlong, who smelled the smell.

But Zhang Xuanqing's soup was not only drunk by Qianlong, but also drunk it cleanly with the ingredients.

So, the imperial chefs all inquired about Zhang Xuanqing, wanting to ask him how the soup was made and why Qianlong liked to drink it.

Zhang Xuanqing did not hide his secrets, saying that he only used white radish, green onions, and a few lamb chops to cook the soup, and sprinkled some pepper before coming out of the pot.

The imperial chefs were a little skeptical about this, because they would burn such a simple soup, but why was Zhang Xuanqing willing to drink it?

At this time, Zhang Dongguan guessed the reason.

As the so-called medicine and food are of the same origin, Zhang Xuanqing did not cook this soup according to the principle of cooking vegetables, but according to pharmacology.

White radish itself can reduce inflammation, dissolve phlegm, relieve cough, and regulate qi.

The green onion white also has the effect of sweating and relieving the surface, dissipating cold and yang.

The combination of these two ingredients is a traditional decoction.

Although mutton is a hair product, it also has the effect of warming and replenishing.

Qianlong's physique has a high degree of acceptance of mutton, and there will be no problem in eating it in moderation.

In addition, the pepper sprinkled at the end of the pot also has the effect of eliminating phlegm and detoxification, relieving diarrhea and increasing appetite.

This soup was placed in front of Qianlong, which could naturally arouse his appetite.

After hearing Zhang Dongguan's explanation, the imperial chefs realized that Zhang Xuanqing was a master of medicinal diet.

So, the imperial chefs present congratulated him, thinking that Qianlong would be rewarded if he drank his soup satisfactorily.

But the strange thing is that since then, Qianlong seems to have forgotten him, and he has not called his dishes again for more than a year.

And he didn't care, and returned to the previous state of fishing.

It wasn't until more than a year later that Qianlong fell ill again and asked him to make a bowl of porridge again.

And after Zhang Xuanqing cooked a bowl of barley and brown sugar porridge for Qianlong, Qianlong drank it and dried him up again.

Since then, every time Qianlong is sick, he will ask Zhang Xuanqing to make a medicinal diet to eat.

It wasn't until 50 years after Qianlong that Qianlong summoned him to cook more often.

From the 50th year of Qianlong to Qianlong's death, Zhang Xuanqing would be asked to cook a medicinal meal every three or five days.

Especially in the years before his death, Qianlong had to drink a bowl of Zhang Xuanqing's soup every night.

And there are also rumors among the people that the reason why Qianlong lived so long was because he ate the medicinal diet made by Zhang Xuanqing.

Looking at Zhang Xuanqing, who was still young in the mirror, Li Yi was thoughtful.

Just looking at the appearance, this should be the few years when Zhang Xuanqing first entered Beijing.

And he possessed himself this time, presumably to master Zhang Xuanqing's medicinal diet kung fu.

Although he can also make a few medicinal soups, he can't compare with a professional medicinal chef like Zhang Xuanqing.

Putting down the bronze mirror, he tidied up the room and sorted out his belongings.

Zhang Xuanqing's family is quite rich, and there are thousands of taels of silver tickets in the box, as well as dozens of taels of scattered silver.

But after rummaging through the cabinets, Li Yi didn't find Du Mu.

Looking down at the Dao robe on his body, Li Yi couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

The absence of a degree means that he is not a formal Taoist priest and has not taken refuge.

Why is that Zhang Xuanqing wearing a Taoist robe?

And he remembered that on weekdays, Zhang Xuanqing also entered the palace in civilian clothes, and never wore a Taoist robe.

After a little thought, he changed out of his robe, changed into civilian clothes, and walked out of the door.

He has time to unravel these doubts.

He is already familiar with this kind of experience.

Stepping out of the courtyard, he went onto Qianmen Street.

Walking through the familiar streets, he hummed in his mouth: "Tongrentang, the opening is an old pharmacy, Mr. is like this hand-shaking king..."

It's better to take the initiative than to sit in the house and get through.

He planned to go to the pharmacy to familiarize himself with the properties of the medicine.

……

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the wooden tablet space, Li Yi's figure emerged.

Looking at the inscription on the wooden tablet in front of him, Li Yi quietly waited for the memory to be alienated.

Zhang Xuanqing (August 8th of the 9th year of Yongzheng to May 16th of the 11th year of Jiaqing)

Male, a native of Raozhou, Jiangxi Province, has studied Taoism since childhood, because of the eighteenth year of Shunzhi after Kangxi ascended the throne to the whole country to stop the hair, so he entered Longhu Mountain as a lay disciple to study pharmacology.

In the twenty-sixth year of Qianlong, he was recommended by his uncle Zhang Taixu to enter the palace as a medicinal kitchen.

In the tenth year of Jiaqing, he returned to Longhu Mountain to take refuge, and sat down the following year.

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