Queen, go for hegemony

Chapter 12 The taste of the horse is not a small problem
12
That year, after I first met Feng Chaowen in Bitaolin, Dachen Palace, I was playing with Xiao Huang in the East Palace the next day, when I received an imperial edict from His Majesty the Emperor.

The general idea of ​​the imperial decree is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Daqi came from afar, and because the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace was unwell, he needed a few young officials to accompany him on a tour of the city, so he was selected in Xiaqueping.

At that time, I was lying on the ground of the East Palace to receive the order, and my heart was terrified.

When Xiao Huang, who insisted on going out of the palace with me, was coaxed into obedience, she ran to the post house out of breath, and was shocked when she saw the gentle young man sitting opposite Feng Chaowen, drinking tea. speechless.

It turned out that Yan Ping and I were the only young officials selected by Queping.

If it is on weekdays, I will definitely cheer.It's a pity that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Daqi glanced over with interest, and my fire was completely extinguished with a puff.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Daqi smiled slightly, with an excellent demeanor: "I heard that there are young heroes in the Dachen Palace. Do you think Feng is presumptuous?"

This statement is so false that it makes the teeth sore.

I seriously suspect that he saw me flirting with Yan Ping, so he wanted to get the two of us together to watch the fun.

Yan Ping didn't know the reason, so he was extremely polite: "What did His Highness say! It's a great honor for Yan to accompany His Highness on a tour of the imperial city!"

Rivers of tears flowed in my heart... He had never been so kind and gentle to me.Always "fuck off", "let go", or, without saying anything, just kicking into the river...

But for someone like me who has already become obsessed with secret love, I still can't help but admire at this moment: Look, Yan Lang is not only a good-looking talent, he even does such things as opening the door and stealing so beautifully!
Although rationally, I should not blindly follow Yan Ping's behavior, be polite to His Royal Highness Prince Da Qi, and should keep due vigilance against him, but in practice, it is quite difficult.

Feng Chaowen inherited the noble and handsome appearance of the Daqi royal family, but he has an interesting conversation and a wide range of knowledge, which greatly surpassed my inherent impression of the royal family's dandies.The joy of chatting with Yan Ping is almost worthy of the phrase "overturning as before".

It took Yan Ping a few days of effort to take Feng Chaowen around the east and west of the imperial city, and heartily showed to His Royal Highness the country's prosperous economy, stable people's livelihood, and the harmonious scene of the people living and working in peace and contentment.

In fact, I also followed my father to a village eight hundred miles away, just because I passed by on the march, the people there were hungry and naked, and the life of the common people in the imperial city was very different.

I was quite unhappy that Yan Ping had learned to write official articles more and more skillfully.This is like some ink splashed on a fine ice cream silk white robe, it is really not elegant.It made me wonder for a while, is this the proud young man I was obsessed with?
But soon, I quietly cheered myself up again, isn't it just some eye-catching ink ideas, one day, with my generosity, I will definitely wash him in vain.

Besides, Yan Ping, who was with Feng Chaowen, naturally had something more attractive to me, which dispelled these gloom.

For example, in the past few days, the three of us were enjoying the scenery together for dinner. At first, I just casually took a piece of plum blossom cake for His Royal Highness Prince Daqi—it was purely a habit of taking care of Xiao Huang on weekdays—and then I took a piece of plum blossom cake for him. Yan Ping...

When the plum blossom cake arrived on Yan Ping's plate, I was dumbfounded.

...How could you make such a big mistake?
If he threw the plum cake in front of me in front of Feng Chaowen, that would be considered very polite.In case he throws it straight in my face...

Thinking of laughing with the scum of dim sum all over my face to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Daqi, all the muscles in my body stiffened.

But...But, after I waited for a long time, actually only a moment later, I couldn't feel any abnormality on my hot cheeks, so I boldly raised my head to look at the plate in front of Yan Ping nervously.

empty.

The plum cake in the plate disappeared.

I foolishly and boldly looked up at his face, there was no trace of displeasure on his face, there was a little bit of plum cake residue on the corner of his lips, and he was taking a white handkerchief to wipe it off.

... He actually... He actually ate the plum cake I carried.

At that moment, my heart sang like a tide, and I was so indescribably happy that I even ignored His Royal Highness Prince Daqi, who was staring at me, and just stared at Yan Ping foolishly.

Until he turned his head in surprise, and said softly: "Little General An, but what is unclean on Yan's face?"

I shook my head, and quickly lowered my head, only to feel that the water vapor in my eye sockets was already condensing, I was afraid that his warm words at this moment would not last long enough, and I was afraid that he would speak evil words at the next moment...

When you fall in love with someone, you can't help being that flower in the dust, even if he can't see it, or tramples on it casually, but you can't change your heart that wants to bloom for him to see.

In the next two days, I was always able to give Yan Ping the dish that suits Yan Ping's taste among the many dishes.

Of course, the first chopsticks were always carried to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Daqi, and then under his interested gaze, the broken jar was carried to Yan Ping.

As for my proficiency in mastering Yan Ping's dietary preferences, I brought him his favorite dishes with each chopstick. At first, he just looked at me in surprise, and then swallowed these dishes as if nothing had happened.

I was secretly proud: every year at the state banquet, I secretly watched him for a long time, kept in my heart the dishes he carried two extra chopsticks, and went back to the imperial chef for advice.

Or, spend money to sell out the chef of the Yan Mansion, and secretly ask his Xiaolang about his hobbies.

Yan Ping has a light taste.

This is what I knew a long time ago, but I didn't have the lucky chance to eat in harmony with him at the same table.

Dad's taste is spicy and delicious. I have eaten with my dad since I was a child, so this taste naturally follows him.But experience tells us that any small habit in life may become a stumbling block to marriage.

Marriage is like a big ship, you must be careful when you get on the ship, and you must be careful at the helm!
A few years ago, the Minister of the Ministry of Military Affairs of our court successfully performed a tragic accident of a boat capsized and a house destroyed, which is enough for the younger generation of unmarried youths to learn from it.

Mrs. Shangshu is tough by nature, and he needs to eat big pieces of meat and drink in big bowls every meal, but Mrs. Shangshu is an authentic lady from the south of the Yangtze River, and she likes gentle and elegant men the most. Lord Shangshu acted like a thug, which caused the husband and wife to fall out, and had disputes with Lord Shangshu repeatedly, and he resolutely asked himself to go down.

This matter got to the Queen Mother's ears, and her old man called Mrs. Shangshu into the palace to inquire. After word of mouth from the servants in the Queen Mother's palace, it was finally revealed to the world that Mrs. Shangshu could not bear Mr. Shangshu.For example, Mr. Shangshu drank and gnawed his bones at the table, snored and grinded his teeth in bed, and took off his shoes without washing his feet. These are all small things in life.

Mrs. Shangshu finally reconciles with Mr. Shangshu, which makes the audience feel puzzled. They don't understand why Mrs. Shangshu is so narrow-minded?

Later, the civil servants in the court who disagreed with Lord Shangshu often ridiculed him and asked his colleagues, "Did you wash your feet today? Did you snore today?"

The boss of the Shangshu is often so angry that his eyes turn red, and the old couple who have been married for 26 years end up reconciled, and the depression in his heart can be imagined.He and his father have always been on good terms, and they often come to the house for a drink and sigh with his father.

——Now he has learned how to drink, but unfortunately, the old lady has already gone to the south of the Yangtze River with her grandmother, and will never return.

The old man was drunk, so he stroked my head and taught me: "Xiao Yi'er, if you marry a lady in the future, you must learn to accommodate her in everything, and this life will last for a long time!"

I learned and applied it flexibly, with a high foresight, and tried my best to find out Yan Ping's preferences and tastes. I didn't dare to slack in the slightest because the two of us hadn't had a happy ending yet.If you go to the battlefield with such great energy, you will definitely plan a strategy and win a thousand miles!

At that time, my enthusiasm for Yan Xiaolang was usually suppressed, so it was not obvious, but since I met him talking to me in front of His Royal Highness Daqi Prince with a pleasant face, I stuttered at the beginning, and then I answered all the questions. It is very smooth and decent, and the dishes are also very diligent.

But Feng Chaowen, the crown prince of a country, is much inferior to Yan Ping.

My prince's servant is not in vain anyway, every time I bring vegetables to him, he will frown and swallow it with a bitter face, his expression is clearly eating poison, how can he be enjoying the delicious food?On the other hand, Yan Ping has a jade-like complexion, and he looks good even when he chews slowly!
Seeing that he was eating with gusto, I also put a chopstick of bamboo salt shrimps into my mouth, but I felt bland and tasteless, with a fishy-sweet taste of shrimps, I frowned and almost spat out the shrimps. Under his gaze, he swallowed bravely.

At this moment, I finally have the empathy for Master Shangshu's sorrow and resentment.

However, thinking of the earnest teachings of Master Shangshu, I bravely glanced at Yan Xiaolang, who was so satisfied that his eyes were almost squinted. His satisfied appearance made me salivate, and I could see him every day. While sitting, seeing the smile on his face, half of his heart was broken, and he had already lost his taste.

Thinking about it, I don't have the guts to ask Yan Ping to change his taste.If I had to choose between spicy and delicious food and Yan Ping... I gritted my teeth and decided to choose Yan Ping.

There is always food but Yan Ping doesn't always have it, there is only one, how precious it is!
In the face of feelings, tastes are small problems, not difficult to overcome.

After another day of shopping, Yan Ping left beforehand, and before leaving, he asked me to send His Royal Highness Prince Daqi back to the post house.I honestly agreed, reluctantly watching his handsome figure ride away on horseback, then shook the reins listlessly, and took the lead towards the post house.

Feng Chaowen reached out his hand to stop me, and said with a smile: "Little General An, why don't we send you back first. After all, you are a girl!"

I glared at him, then glanced at the dozen or so guards behind him, wishing I could go home early, turned my horse's head and drove home.

Although my father now lives in a general, and is of the same rank as Yan Ping's father, Uncle Yan Yu, but he has always been at odds with Uncle Yan, so when he settled his house back then, Uncle Yan's family chose Pingkang Square, which is close to the imperial palace, to live. The area is full of the residences of nobles from the Manchu Dynasty, but he lives in Yanpingfang, which is close to the West Market, and the neighbors are just some wealthy people.

Speechless all the way.

(End of this chapter)