high official

Chapter 846
Zhao Ying walked on the streets of the palace, and all the guards, eunuchs, and fans he met along the way bowed their heads and bowed their heads.

Zhao Ying was already used to this kind of ostentation, he passed by the crowd expressionlessly, and walked to Fengtian Gate.

Fengtianmen is the imperial gate of the imperial palace, the main gate of the three main halls, where the imperial court of the emperor of the country is held, so it is naturally the most glorious and magnificent gate of the imperial palace.At the beginning of the construction of the three main halls, Zhu Di came to inspect and saw that the regulations of Fengtianmen were similar to those of Nanjing. Except for the degree of newness and oldness, they did not exceed the Nanjing Imperial Palace.Immediately, Longyan was displeased, and after going in to inspect the three halls, he issued an order to tear down the gates of the three halls and rebuild them. If there is no improvement, all the craftsmen will be killed.

Therefore, the newly built Fengtian Gate today is a majestic palace gate with double eaves on the top of the mountain, a white marble base, nine rooms wide, and three rooms deep. Male and female on the right, mighty and fierce, staring at the majestic square in front of you, the inner Jinshui River meanders from west to east in the square, and five inner Jinshui bridges are crossed across the river, showing the heroic style of the Chinese emperor who ruled the world in all directions. Show off.

Now, the owner of this palace and this palace gate is already unconscious, and his slaves are doing their part to order their minions to firmly hold this palace gate in their hands—there are all eunuchs and guards trusted by Zhao Ying inside and outside Fengtian Gate He Fanzi, those guys from Jinyiwei, never had a chance to appear here.

In this situation, Eunuch Zhao, standing on the high imperial steps, had to have some illusions that he is the only one who is the only one, and that the world is his own.

Concentrated, Zhao Yingcai walked to the guard room at the side door on the east side. As soon as he arrived at the door, he smelled a strong smell of meat.

Opening the door curtain, Zhao Ying nearly fainted, and saw Wang Xianzheng sitting comfortably on a horse tie, using the red charcoal basin in front of him as an oven, turning the roast lamb on it with a smile.The mutton was cut into cubes the size of mahjong tiles, and strung together with slender iron skewers. The golden oil was roasted on the charcoal fire, and the oil dripped on the red charcoal, making a buzzing sound, and the attractive aroma They also scattered all over the room and floated out through the door curtain.

"Nonsense!" Zhao Ying brushed down the door curtain, angrily wanted to take the charcoal basin away, and glared at the eunuch serving beside him: "Who brought this charcoal basin?!"

"Mr. Zhao, don't get excited," Wang Xian stretched out his hand to protect the charcoal basin, and said with a nonchalant smile, "I said that I wanted to invite my husband to eat the brazier they brought." He said with a smile: "Besides, there is a thief here. If you don't light a fire, your feet will be frozen."

"Uncle Zhongyong understands the rules, this is the imperial gate, there can be no sparks!" Zhao Ying spent his first life in the palace, and some rules had already been engraved in his bones.

"It doesn't matter. Every household is lighting a fire. How many of them have lighted the house?" Wang Xian looked tired, pulled Zhao Ying to sit down and said, "Relax, I really count on the lighting. Come, taste mine. Craftsmanship, make sure you bite your tongue..." As he spoke, he took out two bamboo jars like a magic trick, and shook them towards the brazier a few times, and the yellow and red powder drifted down.Most of the powder fell on the meat skewers, and some flew in front of Zhao Ying. Zhao Ying only felt a pungent smell, and his complexion changed drastically. He wanted to hold his breath to avoid the poison of unknown origin, but he still sneezed earth-shatteringly. !

"You dare to poison my factory father!" Ma De brushed out his knife and glared at Wang Xian.Wang Xian turned a blind eye to it, picked up a skewer of meat, and ate it by himself, nodding in satisfaction while eating. "You're welcome, try it quickly." He still didn't forget to greet Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying blew his nose with a handkerchief, and then smelled the alluring fragrance again. Seeing Wang Xian finish one quickly, he also picked up one and brought it to his mouth hesitantly... Mr. Zhao is so old , I no longer have the desire to talk, I just don't want to be disadvantaged in front of the opponent... In Zhao Ying's view, Wang Xian's pretentiousness is provoking himself.Once you dare not eat, you will be at a disadvantage.This is something that Eunuch Zhao, who has always been so strong, absolutely cannot accept.

Looking at the red, yellow, and yellow colors on the piece of meat, Ma De and the others felt their hearts rise in their throats, saying that although the ancestor's internal strength was the best in the world, he was not invulnerable to all poisons.Judging by the color on the meat skewers, it seems to be the poison of seven insects and seven flowers in Miaojiang, Yunnan. It is very difficult to cure this poison...

But Eunuch Zhao is a hero after all, even though his subordinates were terrified, he still bit off a piece in a righteous bite, his complexion changed drastically, and he hissed and breathed out.When the subordinates saw this, their eyes were about to burst, they drew up their weapons and were about to slash at Wang Xian: "Hey! You really want to poison my factory owner!"

"Presumptuous!" Two monks from Qingshou Temple, Xin Ning and Xin Yuan, who were standing behind Wang Xian, also showed their subduing demon pestles!
Wang Xian was still unmoved, and only looked at Zhao Ying with a smile. Sure enough, Zhao Ying's old face gradually bloomed, and his eagle eyes narrowed into slits. After chewing for a long time, he swallowed slowly. It seemed that there was a lot of reluctance... Everyone could see it, and they all fixedly looked at Zhao Ying's blissful expression, and temporarily stopped their movements.

"Could it be the long-lost Bliss San?" A foreman next to Ma De whispered, and Ma De naturally rolled his eyes.

Zhao Ying never imagined that at this age, he would have a day when he would be extremely happy because of his desire for tongue.Zhao Ying savored the meat skewers in his hands carefully, looking at his expression, it seemed more like he was intoxicated in some kind of blissful experience.The two monks were secretly disdainful, and said to themselves that the governor of Dongchang was so old, and he couldn't expect to be so greedy.Of course, young people can't understand how terrible the degradation of taste is...

"How?" Wang Xian asked with a smile:

"It's so delicious!" Zhao Ying gave a thumbs up without hesitation, even throwing out the iron law of no fire in Fengtianmen.

"How can there be meat but no wine?" Wang Xian said with a smile.

"That's right!" Zhao Ying laughed and said, "Bring the wine, our family will never get drunk with uncle!"

Ma De hurriedly slapped off the mud seal of the fine wine stored in the inner mansion, and poured the pale yellow slightly viscous wine into two wine bowls.

"Moutai!" Wang Xian sniffed vigorously, his eyes lit up and said: "More than 20 years!"

"Expert!" Zhao Ying praised again, picked up the wine bowl and touched Wang Xian, drank it down, wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "This was sent by Duke Mu from Yunnan when the emperor was in the hidden residence. I have been hiding in the city of Beijing!" He laughed loudly and said, "This is a god-given wine, is it worthy of your delicacy in the world?"

"It's worthy!" Wang Xian laughed and drank it happily. The two drank and ate meat at the same time. How could there be any sense of tension?
In a blink of an eye, all the roasted meat was wiped out, and [-]% of it entered Zhao Ying's mouth.Seeing that he was not satisfied, Wang Xian smiled apologetically, "The preparation was too hasty, the marinated mutton is gone, only some dog meat, I don't know if my father-in-law likes it or not."

"But black dog meat?" Zhao Ying asked with a smile.

"Of course it's a black dog." Wang Xian smiled and said, "One black, two yellow, three flowers and four white."

"Expert!" Zhao Ying smiled and raised his thumb.Then he watched Wang Xian roast the marinated dog meat on the iron grate. When the dog meat was golden, Wang Xian took out the two bamboo tubes and began to sprinkle seasoning on it.Zhao Ying finally couldn't help asking: "Uncle, where did you get this condiment? Why have you never seen it before?"

"Oh...the yellow one is cumin powder, which is produced in Hami, Xijiang." Wang Xian said with a smile while operating, "The red one is even rarer, it's chili noodles, I asked Eunuch Zheng, I found it from the West. It only weighed ten catties..."

"No wonder," Zhao Ying lamented Wang Xian's dedication to gourmet food, and suddenly said, "No wonder Uncle would carry it with him."

"Hahaha, how could it be!" Wang Xian laughed loudly: "How can I say that this officer is also the governor of Jinyiwei, who carries two seasoning jars with him all day, what is the matter?!"

"Then this is?" Zhao Ying's heart tightened for a moment, and he asked with a puzzled face, "Where did you get it?"

"Of course it was taken from my house." Wang Xian said with a smile.

"So, did you plan to invite our family to dinner?!" Zhao Ying's eyes gradually opened, and he regained his vulture appearance.

"Don't dare to talk nonsense, it's actually a temporary idea." Wang Xian glanced at Zhao Ying lightly, and said with a faint smile: "And these meats, I had someone marinate them at home, and I just brought them in."

After Wang Xian finished speaking, Zhao Ying fell silent, and Wang Xian concentrated on flipping the dog meat on the grate, while turning over, he said with some regret: "Mr. Useful. It’s just that the official is now in a prominent position, and the emperor and His Royal Highness have repeatedly told him to be prudent, so it’s not suitable to hunt anymore, so we have to kill this old dog and eat meat.”

"Hehe..." Although Zhao Ying was still smiling, his smile had become far-fetched and cold.Wang Xian was still enthusiastic, and brought the golden roasted dog meat sprinkled with cumin and chili noodles to Zhao Ying: "Taste it while it's hot."

Zhao Ying's complexion changed, and finally he squeezed out an ugly smile and said: "Our family can't eat any more." He declined and got up and said: "Thank you uncle for the hospitality, our family still has business, so let's go first."

"What's the hurry, it's not too late to leave after eating this old dog." Wang Xian kept the guest with a smile, Zhao Ying's face was extremely ugly, he resolutely declined, and left the room.

"Sure enough, the same kind don't eat, and I wasted my efforts." Watching Zhao Ying lead the people away, Wang Xian took the dog meat and asked the two senior brothers behind him: "Do you want to eat it?"

The two senior brothers naturally shook their heads quickly.Wang Xian curled his lips, looked at the dog meat with some regret, then threw it into the brazier, took the white handkerchief to wipe his hands clean and said: "This old dog is not so stupid yet."

Although Xin Ning and Xin Yuan were at a loss, they were the most taboo among monks. Although they really wanted to know why, Wang Xian could settle the old eunuch who had the right time, place and people with a meal of wine and meat, but he still held back. No questions.

Before waiting for his subordinates to ask questions with admiration, Wang Xian looked at the two of them sadly, and secretly scolded the two monks, they were really a pair of gourds, which greatly reduced his sense of accomplishment.

(End of this chapter)