Chapter 487: Miaoya Kiya (16)

As the saying goes: two countries fight each other, each for its own master. Although it is not a war between the two countries today, the servant still has to side with his master after all. What's more, since the noble Zigu entered the palace, the hostess smiled all day long, and even ate two more bowls of rice. As soon as Zigu died, wouldn't the master be like before, with a sad face all day long, and no heart for tea and dinner. She didn't have time to think about it, so she quietly slipped out and connected several palace ladies to report to the three palaces and six courts.

As soon as the day dawned, all the seventy-two concubines went to the courtyard of the main palace to intercede for the Zigu nobles, including the maids, and knelt in a courtyard full of them.

They counted the benefits of Zigu to them, the merits of the country, and the beautiful talk of abstaining from prostitution and desire.

The emperor's heart was moved, and he began to vaguely feel that Zigu had a magical power that was leading himself, his subjects, and even the entire country to a righteous path. Thinking of this, he already had the heart to pardon Zigu, but when he thought of "Jun has no jokes", and thought of the ruthless words he had said in front of the main palace Niangniang, he felt inconvenient to change his words, and at this moment, Zigu suddenly arrived.

She first said a blessing to Banzai, and then thanked the concubines and palace laves, and invited them one by one, before she said casually: "Banzai don't have to hesitate, kill or pardon, anyway, you and I have ended our fate." A year ago, when the slave maid came to He Country today, it was just a Fengyue woman, who was mistakenly mentioned as a nobleman by the king, and the concubine was known enough. Although the slave and maid have been with you for several months, they have never cooked or cooked. Say goodbye to you today, borrow the things in the palace, and cook all kinds of dishes to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, in order to thank Jun's grace. Long live if you feel that there is nothing wrong, please invite the three palaces and six courtyards, and the concubine to dine with you. This is not only the slave and the maid saying goodbye to the sisters, but also the king and the sisters serving the slaves and maids. The food and drinks have been prepared in the hall, please long live the decree!"

The king had the heart to borrow a ladder to go downstairs, but he was not in a hurry to speak, and he walked silently to the dining-room.

Seeing that the king refused to pardon Zigu, the main palace lady shouted "long live, long live, long live" three times, but long live still did not answer, but shook her head helplessly three times.

None of the seventy-two concubines dared to move their nests, and Zigu, who followed closely behind Banzai, looked back at the gate of the courtyard and saw that the more than 100 people were "nailed" there like wooden stakes, so she nodded at them gently.

When the concubines saw the dark eyes of the nobles, they all rushed over like a tide.

"Long live three waves, it's better for the nobleman to nod halfway", this sentence was handed down at that time.

The ten seats in the dining room have already been prepared, except for the three maidens of the Middle Palace, the East Palace, and the West Palace, and the Zigu accompanying Mrs. Banzai, the other nine seats are exactly eight or nine hundred and seventy-two concubines. Each table is "divided into ten kinds of dishes, and five colors of wine", which is exactly the perfect and colorful number.

The dishes are divided into ten kinds, the table patterns are different, the wine is divided into five colors, and the table and table wine have different names. Not to mention the taste of the dish, there are only a hundred kinds of tricks, needless to say that ordinary people can't make it, even Banzai Ye can't call the names of the dishes one by one.

It is worth mentioning that Zigu rejects the cliché of chefs who can't do without seafood, mountain delicacies, birds and animals, and does not follow the old rule of "if you want to taste good, pour more oil".

There are no ginseng, bird's nest, monkey's head, or bear's paw;

There is no platter of birds and phoenixes, dragons and phoenixes, double phoenixes seeking phoenixes, and dragons and tigers fighting; There are no dazzling and auspicious-sounding cumbersome names on the imperial kitchen's recipes.

It turned out that Zigu made not vegetables but flowers.

There are ten kinds of precious flowers in the chief, such as water hibiscus, peony with dew, cinnamon in the moon, peony with buds, Lingbo fairy, camellia in the fog, pear blossom in the rain, and black tulip.

The remaining nine seats are all ten pots of flowers and plants, and the ten dishes are just enough to make up the number of flowers.

From a distance, it is a sky of flowers, and up close, it is a golden lotus, which tastes sweet and delicious, and sounds pleasing to the ear.

Because it is a vegetarian dish, it does not hurt the body or wounds until you are full.

The king's concubines, who were accustomed to eating big fish and meat, occasionally ate a vegetarian dish, and suddenly felt that there was a different flavor. In less than half an hour, the feast of flowers was eaten as well, and the five-colored wine was drunk one by one.

Strangely, at the end of the meal, no one could tell what these dishes were made of.

When the king asked Zigu, she said lightly: "It looks like a flower, but it is actually tofu dregs; When you look at someone else's flower, you know it's tofu scum. Today, these 100 dishes are all made of tofu dregs, some of them are fresh tofu dregs, some are kneaded patterns after dry frying, some are bonsai piled up after boiling, some are shaped by mold, and some are naturally blooming after frying. "

The eyes of the king and his concubines were as wide as a pair of bronze lings, and their mouths were open enough to throw into a big duck egg. They could not believe their ears, nor their eyes, nor their mouths.

Zigu seemed to have guessed their thoughts, and quickly explained, "The reason why you can't see it is because you are confused by their different appearances. In fact, this dish is the same as people, fat or thin, beautiful or ugly, whether it is a mother or a concubine, whether it is a palace maid, the nobles are just different in appearance and status, and in essence they are all women. The reason why Banzai wants to share a bed with me every day is because he thinks I have tenderness. In fact, for more than half a year, I have been using the package adjustment plan every day to let the true dragon emperor and the seventy-two concubines of the three palaces and six courtyards share the joy of clouds and rain in turn, and enjoy the joy of mandarin ducks playing in the water. This shows that compared with everyone, my Zigu is only different in appearance and temperament. As long as you don't light the lamp and don't speak, Banzai will mistake my sisters for me, and on the other hand, I will mistake my sisters for me. "

Seeing that everyone nodded in approval, Zigu changed her words and returned to the topic and said: "Although the pots are all bean dregs, there are fragrant and sweet, salty and spicy, and this different taste is like the different temperaments of the sisters, and there is no difference between good and bad temperaments. Just like the taste of food, some people like sweet, some people like spicy, and some people like sour and bitter. In the same way, a person will not eat salty food every day, eat soft meals, or eat dry and crispy food all year round. Long live the original choice of everyone, isn't it because I fell in love with the different temperaments of the sisters? If everyone were the same, wouldn't it be a pot of boiled tofu dregs......"

Before Zigu finished speaking, the king couldn't sit still, he felt that Zigu's words were humane, every sentence was reasonable, and every paragraph hit his sore spot like a fist, hitting the tip of his heart.

When Zigu was talking energetically, the king stood up at the right time, shouted Zigu's nickname, and said, "Third aunt, the king understands, and there is no need to say more." "

Zigu didn't appreciate it, but replied unceremoniously: "No, you don't understand, my long live lord!" If you understand, you won't like the new and hate the old, and if you understand, you won't forget your feelings......"

After Zigu stabbed him in the face of life and death, she said: "There are many blind couples in the people who love each other all their lives, and what they value is not lust but love; There are many mute men and women, who have no sweet words in their lives, and they are still heart-to-heart, husbands and wives sing with them, and a flying eye and a smiling face are more emotional than a basket of words against their hearts, and more valuable than 10,000 taels of gold. ”

I remember that there is a mountain song that is: "The eldest sister's face is numb, and she will wipe the powder when she goes out." I persuaded my eldest sister not to rub powder, and the hemp in her lover's eyes was a flower. "

Isn't this song also about love? People want to be old, flowers are to be thanked, mothers, concubines, and nobles can not be young forever, and their faces will always be there. The only thing that does not change between husband and wife is true love, whether it is the common people, high-ranking officials and nobles, or the lord of a country, the real love is still monogamy!

After Zi Gu finished what she wanted to say and finished what she wanted to do, she walked out of the palace gate in obscurity and rushed to the largest and defunct Tianxian Pavilion in the capital.

When the king and his concubines arrived, she had already died leaning against the gable with the words "Tianxian Pavilion" written on it.

The regret of the crowd is difficult to describe in words.

After Zigu's death, the king heard that since Zigu was recruited into the palace, from the capital to the county, from the government to the private office, all the brothels were closed, and tens of thousands of prostitutes all changed their careers or became good. The subjects of the country swept away the bad habits and customs of the past, and became a country of gentlemen with a good reputation.