Great Tang princess

Chapter 22 Gradually Become a Daughter Slave

This fight really pulled Li Zhi out of the sadness of Li Ji's death.

Li Yuechen was very happy. Two days later, Fulai came back with a lot of things.

"His Royal Highness ordered craftsmen to oversee all the things made, please have a look at it."

Looking at the bracket in front of him, Li Yuechen opened it and placed it in the middle of the hall, and then asked Fulai and Xiao He to support the large round tabletop on the opened shelf.

That's right, it's a table.

In this era, meals are divided into meals. This year's New Year's Eve, Li Yuechen plans to sit down and eat together as a family.

Li Yuechen squatted below, watching his nails align with the groove on the lower left side before letting them put them down.

Then he got out and shook the tabletop, it was okay, it was quite stable.

Then I picked up the folding chair next to it, opened it and sat on it for a try, and it felt really good.

This thing is not difficult at all technically, the key is to see if it can be understood.

The chair is made of wood, and the connection between the brackets can be done with a small iron rod, which is very simple.

Fulai moved in a copper stove from the outside. There was a hole for putting charcoal fire in the bottom, and a basin seemed to be connected to the top.

Shangguan Wan'er looked curiously at Li Yuechen as he took it over and looked around, and couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, what is this?"

"Hot pot!" Li Yuechen smiled, and then put it in the middle of the round table, "After this year, let's make a smaller one for use, this one will be with Grandpa."

Shangguan Wan'er didn't seem to understand, but she nodded obediently beside her.

Li Yuechen turned around and patted her head: "The specific purpose, you will know when it is demonstrated!"

Being touched on the head, Shangguan Wan'er lowered her head and murmured softly, "I'm one year older than Your Highness..."

"Well, I know."

Li Yuechen didn't seem to understand what she meant, so he waved to Fulai and said, "Eunuch Fu, the day before New Year's Eve, ask the Shangshi Bureau to freeze the fresh mutton and cut it into thin slices. The meat should be half fat and thin."

"Here!" Fulai agreed, expressing that he remembered.

After explaining everything, Li Yuechen stood in front of the round table with his hips crossed, looked at the copper pot on the table and nodded.

Sure enough, in winter, the whole family sits around and eats hot pot together!
To be honest, I want to eat dumplings on New Year's Eve, but let's talk about that later, let's eat hot pot first!
The atmosphere of the Chinese New Year in ancient times was always very strong, and the biggest reason should be the lack of entertainment.

Li Yuechen still likes this kind of atmosphere. Although entertainment will develop in the future, but the same, the relationship between people feels further away.

This is true for ordinary people, let alone an orphan like Li Yuechen.During the Chinese New Year, I basically ski in various places. While feeling the wind and freedom, I also observe the ruggedness and arrogance of the snow-capped mountains.

……

In the court hall, civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty stood on both sides, holding wat boards in their hands, standing in place, wondering what they were thinking.

Li Zhi, who was sitting on the dragon chair, turned his head and looked at Wu Zetian behind the bead curtain. The two smiled at each other.

"Yesterday, the princess said that New Year's Eve is a time to reunite with family members. She suggested that I cancel the New Year's Eve banquet and let all the gentlemen come to congratulate me again on the first day of New Year's Day... I feel that the words are reasonable, and I don't know what's your opinion?"

Hearing Li Zhi's words, almost all the ministers raised their heads slightly, and looked at the emperor on the dragon chair in disbelief.

After all, it has been such a rule for so many years, and now it is too sudden to say that it wants to cancel it.

But to be honest, most courtiers support it in their hearts.Not for anything else, but because it was too much trouble.

Come over to eat and watch songs and dances on the night of New Year's Eve, and get up again in the middle of the night before sleeping for an hour to rush to the court.

It's okay for the younger ones, but those old ministers really can't stand such a toss.

In fact, the young people also support it in their hearts. After all, people who celebrate the Chinese New Year drink alcohol to be happy, but with the emperor, they dare not let go of drinking at all!
Why?

I was afraid that the first person who drank in front of the emperor would accidentally say something stupid.If the emperor is not happy during the Chinese New Year, I am afraid that he will not be happy for the next whole year.

Both the young and the old expressed their support in their hearts, and no one stood up to oppose it. The court was quiet, and needles could be heard.

But they turned their heads in unison and looked at the old guys at Yushitai.

The few people at Yushitai felt the gazes from around them, and they were also muttering in their hearts.

They are not young, and they actually support this kind of thing in their hearts.

But after all, this is a decision that violates tradition. From the perspective of work content, they should stand up and spray a few words at this time.

The censor Zhao Renben raised his arms slightly, covered his face with a wat board, and secretly turned his head to look at the colleagues next to him, and they exchanged glances.

They asked each other with their eyes, do you want to stand up and spray a few words symbolically?

But if the emperor was sprayed by them and then withdrawn, wouldn't he have to continue to toss in the future?

All of a sudden, everyone in Yushitai was caught in a tangle.

Seeing them in a dilemma, Li Zhi felt very refreshed and took a deep breath.

If it wasn't in the hall, I'm afraid I couldn't help but stand up and dance.

Seeing that they were still tangled in place, Li Zhi stood up and said: "Since all the lovers have no objection, then this matter is settled, and we will retreat!"

After speaking, he stood up arm in arm with Wu Zetian and left. Zhao Renben put down the wat board and raised his head subconsciously: "Your Majesty..."

"Back—toward—" Zhang Chengxin's sharp high-pitched voice instantly suppressed his voice, filling the entire court.

And the ministers also turned around in unison and walked out of the hall, as if they were afraid that Li Zhi would go back on his word and take it back.

On weekdays, no matter whether it is a major national event or the emperor's words and deeds, different factions and the emperor always quarrel for a long time, but today, everyone has maintained the same tacit understanding!
"Ha ha ha ha……"

Walking out of the main hall, Li Zhi, who was in a good mood, couldn't hide his laughter. Usually, he was sprayed by Yushitai, but today he was relieved.

Wu Zetian also leaned forward and backward with a smile, "Did your Majesty see Zhao Renben's expression just now?"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Hahaha..."

The couple joined hands, laughed and walked towards Yanying Hall, leaving behind a series of happy laughter.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve, and because Li Zhi agreed to listen to Li Yuechen's arrangements for this year, the dinner was arranged in Chengxiang Hall.

When the sun went down, the four older brothers and two older sisters had already arrived. Li Zhi and Wu Zetian still had some memorials to deal with, so they had to come later.

In the Chengxiang Hall, a round table has been placed in the hall, surrounded by chairs with just the right number of people.

Charcoal is burning under the copper pot on the table, and the white soup in the basin above has begun to bubbling.

It's a pity that there is no chili in this era, so Li Yuechen feels that this hot pot lacks soul.

However, there are sesame sauces with various seasonings added, which can be considered barely passable.

Plates of mutton slices cut into half fat and thin were placed next to them. They were a little thicker than those cut by machines in future hot pot restaurants, but not too thick.

As for vegetables, there are only cabbage and tofu.Because it is winter now, there are no greenhouses and no good fresh-keeping techniques these days, and there are very few things that can be eaten in winter.

Li Yuechen called his brothers and sisters to sit down first, and chatted around the table.

"Could it be that Yuechen wants to sit and eat together?" Li Hong asked.

"Will the two adults be angry?" Li Xian next to him said while opening and closing the chair in his hand repeatedly, having a great time playing.

Princess Xuancheng supported her chin with her hands on the table: "No, the two adults have always liked what Chen'er made."

Li Hong nodded: "However, this thing is indeed novel, and I never thought there would be such a way to eat it."

Especially seeing Li Xian playing with the folding chair non-stop, I also think this chair is very interesting.

After a while, Li Zhi and Wu Zetian finally finished approving the memorial and came to the Chengxiang Palace. The children stood up and saluted at the same time.

"Okay, okay, no courtesy." Li Zhi took off his shoes and walked into the inner hall with a smile, and felt a little puzzled when he saw the hot pot bubbling on the table.

"Chen'er, what is this?"

"The name of this thing is hot pot, and we usually share meals. I think it's better for the whole family to get together." Li Yuechen smiled and showed a row of bright teeth.

Li Zhi understood what she meant, nodded and said, "Haha, this matter is rather novel."

Li Xian next to him raised his head and said: "The novelty is more than that. Please take a look at this thing, two adults. It is similar to the stool, but it is more interesting."

Looking at the folding chair he was playing with, Li Zhi and Wu Zetian also felt that it was a novelty.

But because no one had thought about it before, and because of this, it seemed that this little daughter was quick-witted.

Wu Zetian smiled and said: "This thing is indeed more comfortable than kneeling."

"Two adults, take your seat soon. It's getting late, and it's almost time for the banquet." Li Yuechen reminded.

Li Zhi nodded, and sat side by side with Wu Zetian on the main seat, and the other children sat around.

Looking at all kinds of meat, cabbage and tofu on the table, it seemed that it was not easy to start for a while, so he turned his head and asked, "Chen'er, how do you eat this?"

While talking, he took a sip of the sesame sauce in front of him and tasted it.

Li Yuechen suppressed a smile and stopped him: "Grandpa, this is sauce, don't drink it straight."

Afterwards, we popularized science on how to eat hot pot, and waited for Li Zhi and Wu Zetian to do it first.

The couple also felt a little novelty. Following the method taught by Li Yuechen, they picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks and threw it into the soup. After waiting for ten seconds, they took it out and put it in their mouths with sesame sauce.

"Hmm! The taste is delicious!" Li Zhi nodded and commented, "Meiniang, come and try it too!"

Wu Zetian next to him also tried it: "Indeed, it tastes great!"

Both of them started to do it, and the children were not polite anymore, they moved their chopsticks and threw the mutton slices on the plate into the pot.

When the color changes slightly, take it out and put it in your mouth with sesame sauce.

The novel taste instantly filled everyone's mouths, causing them to widen their eyes.

Only Li Yuechen still felt dissatisfied, there was no way, hot pot without chili was really soulless.

At the beginning, everyone was relatively restrained, as usual, well-behaved.

But sitting at the same table to eat and chat is unavoidable, and when the chat started, Li Zhi let the wine be served.

The sake specially served in the palace is said to be sake, but it is actually amber in color.

Although Li Yuechen hadn't drunk it, he sniffled and couldn't smell any alcohol. The alcohol content of this stuff was probably not as strong as beer.

In the family, only two older sisters and Li Hong and Li Xian were almost able to drink, and the remaining three children were still young, and each poured a glass of fruit juice and sanlema.

After a few glasses of wine, Li Zhi talked more.

"Although there are no singing and dancing this year, the family is really happy sitting around together."

"That's true. Compared with previous years, there is a more Chinese New Year atmosphere." Wu Zetian agreed.

Perhaps it was because there were no officials watching, and there was no need to worry about being criticized by the censor, the atmosphere was obviously much more relaxed.

Even the couple joked with each other.

"Your Majesty's beard is covered with sauce." Wu Zetian laughed.

Li Zhi smiled and waved his hands: "No problem, let's talk after eating."

Now Li Zhi's face was flushed red, his head was sweating, and even his clothes were open.

Wu Zetian smiled and helped him tidy up his messy collar: "You don't look like a saint now."

"It's better that it doesn't look like it!" Li Yuechen next to him interjected.

"Chen'er! Don't talk nonsense!" Wu Zetian turned her head and scolded.

Li Yuechen raised his head and took a look: "That's the way it is! What's the benefit of being an emperor? The two adults are busy every day, and their temples are graying because of various major events! If they were in ordinary people's homes, parents would be much happier than they are now!"

Hearing her words, Wu Zetian did not continue to reprimand, but turned his head to look at Li Zhi.

And Li Yuechen said this on purpose, he took this opportunity to instill in his brothers the idea that being an emperor is actually very tiring, and seized every opportunity to avoid blood fratricide in the future.

"Grandfather is not in good health. He should have recuperated, but now he is still working hard on state affairs every day. The ministers don't feel bad, but I do feel bad!" Li Yuechen made an indignant look.

Wu Zetian was about to speak, but Li Zhi held his shoulder.

He obviously likes this filial daughter very much, with a smile on his face: "I know Chen'er is filial, but you are still young and don't know the importance of state affairs. You will understand when you grow up."

Li Yuechen pouted and turned his head, looking sullen.

Wu Zetian also smiled: "If Chen'er loves us, don't lose your temper. I promise you on behalf of Grandpa, I will play with you often in the future, okay?"

Hearing this sentence, Li Yuechen turned his head, still sullenly, and asked stiffly: "Is this true?"

Li Zhi next to her felt that she was so cute, so he burst out laughing with a "puchi" and nodded repeatedly: "Really!"

Only then did Li Yuechen nod his head, and let out a seemingly reluctant "hmm".

Although it was said that she was throwing a temper tantrum, the reason was that she felt sorry for them, so instead of reprimanding her, the couple were coaxing her.

Li Zhi obviously liked this daughter even more in his heart, so he directly hugged Li Yuechen and let her sit on his lap to coax her.

"Okay, okay, Chen'er is not angry, come on, grandpa will bring you some tofu..."

Seeing Li Zhi's humility, the brothers and sisters next to him wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and their faces turned red.

　The author found a piece of information about Sanle pulp.

　　In Bai Juyi's "Preface to Pei Linggong, who stayed behind in the northern capital", there is a sentence "Chen Li for Mu Xian, and Liu Gong borrowed bad things." Also. Liu Mengde also."

　　In the Tang Dynasty, "soup" and "paste" only had the difference between hot and cold, not two different things.

　　Therefore, the author believes that Sanle pulp should not be wine, but a fruit juice drink.

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