Steam Daming: Stop calling me to supervise the country

Chapter 66

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and it has been almost three months since Zhu Zhanchang crossed over.

Autumn is getting colder and cooler, sweet-scented osmanthus is filled with wind, and the courtyard is full of crab fragrance.

"His Royal Highness, this is the crab sent by Hu Shanggong. You were taking a nap when she came, put down the crab and left."

After taking a nap, Zhu Zhanchang added a piece of clothes and shivered.

He looked at the crab. In modern times, such a big crab is very expensive, and ordinary people can't eat it. In fact, it was the same in ancient times. The crabs in this form were all for the royal family. It's just a coincidence, here I am royal nobility.

"Sang Yu, let's steam the crabs."

The long-legged little cook ran out and put all the crabs in the pot and steamed them.

The special aroma of fresh crabs floated out after a while. During the process of steaming crabs, Chu Er took out three pieces of crabs. In the Ming Dynasty, there were no eight pieces of crabs, but three main tools: hammer, knife and tongs.

The literati of the Ming Dynasty ate crabs a lot, and Yingtianfu was also close to the place where the crabs originated, so the crabs consumed in Yingtianfu every autumn were huge.

The fresh crabs are steamed and served on the table, with a little ginger in crab vinegar, which is extremely delicious.

If you are a gourmet of this era, then Zhu Gaochi must be able to rank on the top of the pyramid. He also likes eating crabs very much, and he has developed a variety of eating methods for the royal chef. Every year, he eats hundreds of crabs alone, if not because of The crab meat was cold and cold, and was persuaded by the Crown Princess, otherwise the quantity would have to be turned up.

Chu Er pried open the crab shell and took out the crab meat and crab roe little by little. Zhu Zhanchang just ate it. It was very uncomfortable these days.

Li Xiaozhu walked in and looked at Zhu Zhanchang's lazy appearance. She didn't like it a little in her heart. The little girl's family liked the kind of hero and general, not the lazy and laid-back prince.

"His Royal Highness." Li Xiaozhu saluted respectfully.

When Tong Yang-in-law came, Zhu Zhanchang beckoned her to sit down and eat crab together, but Li Xiaozhu refused. She couldn't eat crab, and it was itchy after eating, which was an allergy.

"what can I do for you?"

"Hu Shanggong is preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet, so I can't be separated, so let me ask Your Highness what fillings you like for the Mid-Autumn Festival mooncakes?"

"Oh, I thought I was missing me."

As soon as Zhu Zhanchang said these words, Chu Er, who was removing crabs, Sang Yu, Xiaosheng, and others on the side were all stunned. If it wasn't for his highness, he would be criticized.

Li Xiaozhu pretended not to hear it, and Li Xiaozhu didn't blushed: "Your Highness, you haven't answered yet, what kind of stuffing do you like."

Zhu Zhanchang thought it was boring to make fun of Li Xiaozhu. This person is neither blushing nor shy. When he doesn't smile, he feels a little world-weary, but he doesn't smile at all.

"Bean paste."

"Your Highness likes sweets."

"No, I don't like to eat moon cakes, but if you have to eat them, you can eat red bean paste."

"One more thing, Your Highness, the Crown Princess is going to hold the moon viewing and lantern riddle guessing in the back garden. There will be many princes and nobles participating. If there are verses, you can prepare a few poems."

"Ah? Mother and concubine, they admire the moon, what are we going to do?" Zhu Zhanchang was surprised, the princess shouted that it must be the women of the princes and nobles holding the event.

"Prince Concubine said that before the start of admiring the moon, all the grandsons, except His Royal Highness, will be able to recite poems to the moon to add to the fun, and the female relatives of the princes and nobles will also watch across the lake."

Isn't this a blind date?

I don't know what the hell my mother is doing.

"Of course, if Your Highness can't write it, you can ask a literati for help. The Third Highness has already found someone."

Isn't that looking down on people?What does it mean to ask someone to help you when you can't write? This is not the same as calling someone a ghostwriter for writing a novel. You only need to find a ghostwriter when you are stupid. We still have some integrity.

It's just that writing poetry is not his forte, and he can't use Tang poetry and Song poetry. The time to travel is too late. If I wear it before the Tang Dynasty, I will be Li Taibai, a poet, but I can't do it in this era.

The nine-year compulsory education is mostly Tang poetry and Song poetry. In the Ming Dynasty, only Yu Qian’s lime chant came when he opened his mouth.

But on the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is somewhat inappropriate to say that you should keep your innocence in the world. Think about it carefully and make up your mind.

There are few verses I remember, but not all, there are still some classics.

"Go back and tell my mother-in-law that I won't be ashamed of her."

Li Xiaozhu didn't trust Zhu Zhanchang very much, because he didn't look like the kind of person who could write poetry at all.

"Why don't you believe it?" Zhu Zhanchang saw the doubt in Li Xiaozhu's eyes.

Li Xiaozhu shook her head, not knowing whether she meant disbelief or denial of Zhu Zhanchang's words.

"Forget it, what do I have to say to you little girl, wait until you are a few years older and then recite poems against you, park at Fenglin late, and the Yellow River flows into the ocean."

"His Royal Highness only said half a sentence of poetry."

"I can't say enough."

Li Xiaozhu felt that Zhu Zhanchang was babbling, and there was something in his words, but how can little girls in this era know so much.

Seeing that Li Xiaozhu was leaving, Zhu Zhanchang stopped her: "By the way, have you seen Concubine Taisun?"

"I saw it from a distance."

The concubine who has been selected must choose a good day and auspicious day to get married, and the time has not yet come, and it is scheduled for November 21, winter.

These days, Hu Shanxiang, who was chosen as the concubine, has been living alone in a different courtyard. people look.

It's like hiding a big baby. The main thing is that it's not good to meet before marriage. The rules of the ancients are to avoid being seen by Zhu Zhanji.

"Does it look good?"

"Beautiful, I have never seen such a beautiful and luxurious woman in my life." Li Xiaozhu was not stingy with her compliments.

It seems that this Hu Shanxiang is really what history says, but such a person was finally deposed as the queen after Zhu Zhanji became emperor.

In ancient times, there was no heir, and even the best woman had no status. If Hu Shanxiang could give birth to the eldest son early, instead of giving birth after Sun Ruowei, then it would not be so easy to abolish her queen's position.

After all, the etiquette is there, the old and the young are orderly.

After Li Xiaozhu left, Chu Er asked curiously, "Your Highness, why does the Crown Princess want you to write poetry?"

"One to add to the fun, and secondly, maybe I want to let those princes or the women of Hou Bo's family see the appearance of our grandsons in the Eastern Palace."

"Could it be that I'm going to choose a concubine for His Highness?" Chu Er, who was holding the crab legs, was full of curiosity.

Xiaosheng's eyes indicated that she had asked too much, but fortunately Zhu Zhanchang didn't care.

"Maybe." Zhu Zhanchang looked up at the gradually rounding moon.

Since the last time North Korea paid tribute to the two princesses, Zhu Zhanchang has understood that the methods of his mother, these harem women, are feminine but difficult to prevent. Fortunately, this is his own mother, otherwise he does not know if he will be arranged.

"Will it be the mother-in-law's arrangement again this time? What is she arranging?" Zhu Zhanchang muttered to himself, he really didn't understand things between women.

"Hey, you can ask my aunt Hu, this is my mother-in-law's confidant."

"Where is Hu Shanggong now?"

"I guess I'm busy at Shang Palace Bureau."

"I'm going to see her."

"No, Your Highness, you haven't finished reading what His Highness Taisun sent you to see."

Zhu Zhanchang looked at the book on the table, which was sent by Zhu Zhanji. It was the problem that Zhao Quan had responded to these days and his own solution, and ordered Zhu Zhanchang to read it today.

With a wailing, Zhu Zhanchang had to look at it.

He frowned when he saw this, and the booklet said that the bank outside had recently set up a 20-year fixed deposit.
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(End of this chapter)