I became the son of Renzong

Chapter 28

Since ancient times, talents have been diligent.

This is Fan Zhongyan's final summary of Zhao Xi.

Could it be that this old boy thinks he can compose poetry, right? It's because of reading these books, right?
Well, you have really helped me a lot, and there will be a suitable excuse for any out-of-the-ordinary behavior in the future... Master reads a lot.

"Your Majesty, the prince is still young, and reading books is not easy to be burdensome. Although he is good at work and diligent, the health of the prince should be the main priority."

"Mingfu, it's already late today, and school will be suspended for a day tomorrow. There is no need to leave homework for the prince in the future."

The queen was wronged, when did she force Xi'er to study?Never before, even when she saw the child studying, she always let the child go out to play.

Sun Fu was also very wronged, what kind of homework should he keep after school?The prince has never delayed, but he has been pressing the progress of the course, otherwise, the prince would have participated in the children's examination long ago.

Since Xianggong said so, no one refuted it, only the words were answered.

But everyone knows one thing: there is no gift from God, only hard work.

It's not surprising that Prince E is so smart and still so hardworking.

Only Zhao Xi understood that he was in his forties, if he really taught the class according to the progress of young children, he might really come back alive in the end.

He was forced to relax, but he didn't know that after tonight, all the children in the capital had suffered.

Prince E is so clever that he never forgets to review books, but you are so talented but greedy for playing, go and review books quickly!
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At the same time, Zhao Xi woke up.

In this era of lack of entertainment, apart from reading, there is really nothing that interests Zhao Xi.

All that's left is to sleep.So he was forced to develop the habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

Originally, I was waiting for someone to come over and dress me, but no one moved.

"Zhongzheng, I'm going to school..."

"My lord, yesterday the gentlemen asked me to suspend school today."

Alas, forgot.Keep sleeping?Or do something else?How about reading a book?It's really boring.

"Xi'er, Mo Wen has finished reading, let's play with Tao Niang after dinner."

have to!Not for a while, the empress came over, just to stop myself from reading.

What is this called!

"Sanlang, do you have Granny Cao's meatloaf for the banquet? Do you have Liu's dim sum? Tao Niang has eaten it, and it is delicious."

Twittering cute little girl.

"Tao Niang, Granny Cao's meat pies are not delicious."

"It's delicious, Tao Niang likes it."

What a poor baby.There are very few snacks in the palace, and if there are, the imperial chef cooks some famous snacks in the market according to the gourd painting.

Can I try to make a meal?Zhao Xi couldn't stay idle, and he was not allowed to read, but only to play, so let's play a new trick.

"Tao Niang, how about San Lang cook you something delicious?"

"Saburo, you..."

The little girl hesitated and looked at Zhao Xi suspiciously.

It was the first time for Zhao Xi to visit the palace kitchen. It was quite a big house, from the storeroom to the kitchen, the arrangement was quite orderly.

The eunuch in charge of the imperial dining room was also considered an eunuch. Zhao Xi didn't know him, but Wang Zhongzheng was familiar with him. When he saw Wang Zhongzheng, he knew that the most popular Prince E was coming.

"My lord, little Liu Yi, wait for my lord."

Can't tell the age, quite fair and clean, which makes it easy for Zhao Xi to correspond with the eunuchs in later generations of film and television works.

With a flattering face, the flesh on his face is piled up.Although Zhao Xi didn't like this kind of people, he understood.

The Imperial Dining Room is considered a fat job in the palace. Not only is it convenient to get in and out of the palace, it is a big piece of meat to buy, not to mention it is trusted by His Majesty, and it also has the opportunity to get close to His Majesty.

No, the heir to the emperor is here.

"Liu Yi, right?"

"It's the prince, the little one is here."

"Is there any icing? Chicken and pasta?"

"Go back to the prince, yes, yes."

"Is the stove newly built by the imperial dining room itself or is it specially built?"

Zhao Xi wants to make cakes or bread.When he was a child, there was a family in the town that baked cakes and bread in an earthen oven.

I remember the style of the stove very clearly. I think even today's craftsmen should have no problem making such a clay stove.

"Returning to the prince, the stove fire in our imperial dining room is not something ordinary people can do. Our imperial dining room is built by ourselves."

This is ours, and it really keeps reminding this person that he is an internal prisoner.

"Call the construction, the king needs to make a stove. Also, you prepare some old noodles, flour, chicken, and sugar, the king will use it later. By the way, if there is milk, also prepare some."

The imperial dining room didn't know what the lord's milk was for. In the past, cheese was bought in the palace, so there was no milk.The prince needs it, and if he doesn't have it, he must have it.

Zhao Xi doesn't know how to make design drawings, so he can only draw meaning crookedly. Fortunately, he knows the section drawing, and based on what he remembers, he drew a clay oven.

To be honest, the artisans of this era surprised Zhao Xi.

Even Zhao Xi couldn't understand the pictures he drew, but the construction of the imperial dining room took a look and started to do it.

Zhao Xi was very worried that these idiots were busy for nothing, and in less than half an hour, a delicate clay oven was completed, which was much better than what Zhao Xi had imagined.

The distance between the ground fire pit and the roasting platform is exactly the middle position of the external combustion of the ground fire, and the roasting platform is built with stone slabs, smooth and flat, with a slight inclination, which makes the actual operation quite easy.

Zhao Xi took a look at the mouth of the grilling platform. The entire grilling space was moderate, and the proportions seemed to be exactly the same as those he had seen.If Zhao Xi hadn't asked, there was no such thing in this era, and he would have suspected that the construction had already done this job.

Even the smoke hole and bellows opening that Zhao Xi hadn't considered were done.

"Liu Yi, is there any stone carbon in the palace?"

"Go back to the prince, yes."

"Okay, let someone light the fire and dry the stove first. Follow me..."

Zhao Xi understands why the emperor loves treacherous ministers. I don't like Liu Yi's flattering face, but he is very comfortable in his work.

Every family in the family will bake and eat cakes by themselves in the future. It is nothing more than flour, eggs, yeast, sugar and milk.

Different recipes and production processes can be changed into bread, big crisps and other snacks of the same type.

Anyway, there are a group of people surrounding him, letting him do his bidding.Zhao Xi simply followed the most delicate method, beating eggs for beating eggs, mixing flour for mixing flour, mixing sugar for mixing sugar...

A group of people was commanded by a three-year-old child, and they played with enthusiasm.

"Your Majesty, the prince is in the imperial dining room, and he said he was going to make some snacks for Tao Niang."

"Make snacks?"

The queen was very surprised, and wanted to stop it for a while... The so-called gentleman stays away from the kitchen, why is this prince... Forget it, let's treat it as a child playing, and no one said anything.

Zhao Xi forgot to make a model box, but fortunately there are models for making dim sum in the palace, and he baked them while letting the building make it according to his own design.

It's been a long time since we talked, and we can't delay any longer.

Zhao Xi wasn't sure how long this oven would bake cakes, but the Imperial Dining Room had no shortage of such talents.

Before it came out of the oven, the whole stove could already smell that fragrance...

"Sanlang...it's delicious, even better than Granny Cao's meatloaf."

Tao Niang didn't care about scalding her mouth, let the maid hold the freshly baked cake, and feed it bit by bit.

She is not hot, but the maid keeps sucking her fingers.

(End of this chapter)