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The mashed potatoes in the palace are surprisingly unpalatable.
This is a more intuitive feeling for everyone.
And for Emperor Hongzhi, today¡¯s mashed potatoes were indeed very unpleasant to eat.
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Emperor Hongzhi had an illusion Next, in this disaster relief, who should provide relief to whom?
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At this time, a young eunuch came in a hurry: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince"
Before he finished speaking, Emperor Hongzhi asked someone to remove the plate: "Xuan!"
Cheering up, Emperor Hongzhi sat up straight.
Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan came together.
Emperor Hongzhi looked at the two of them deeply: "You were together just now?"
"Sure enough, everything cannot escape your Majesty's eyes." Fang Jifan smelled the smell of potatoes: "Your Majesty is wise and sees everything clearly. Yes, the minister and the prince were indeed together just now. My emperor"
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Even a fool can see that, okay?
"If the two of them are not together, two groups of eunuchs will inevitably call for someone, and one of them will always come first. Now that you are here together, aren't you just together?"
Emperor Hongzhi felt that this kind of flattery was simply insulting people's IQ.
But I'm used to it.
Taking a deep breath: "What were you doing just now?"
Zhu Houzhao said quickly: "Cooking fish"
I am really afraid of what will happen.
Emperor Hongzhi touched his belly and burped, smelling like potatoes.
Liu Jian and Li Dongyang looked confused.
Zhu Houzhao said: "Father, don't you know? The Japanese guards of the Zhenguo Prefecture quickly sent a large yellow croaker, tsk tsk, seventeen pounds, extremely fresh. Erchen and Fang Jifan were thinking about how to eat it."
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Emperor Hongzhi wants to kill Wen Yansheng. You are the prefect. Didn¡¯t you say you want to send fish? Tang Yin was still very down-to-earth. After catching the fish, he immediately delivered it to Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan.
Wen Yansheng is not a thing.
Li Dongyang couldn't help but said: "How to deliver this thing? Aren't you afraid of the smell?"
"Not afraid." Zhu Houzhao said proudly: "It's the same as a popsicle."
What is a popsicle?
? ?Everyone is a little confused.
In fact, Zhu Houzhao didn't quite understand. Anyway, what Fang Jifan told him, Zhu Houzhao said: "Just take some ice in the ice cellar, freeze the fish, and then cover the ice fish with the ice cubes with a thick quilt, hurry up." Send it here, the fish is still fresh.¡±
¡°¡¡± Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan.
Fang Jifan said: "Yes, this method works."
It¡¯s too luxurious.
Emperor Hongzhi touched his belly again.
Zhu Houzhao said: "My father, my sons and Fang Jifan thought of killing this fish, stewing it into soup, and sending some to my father to try. This is the authentic big fish king in the sea, which is rare. It is prepared by the Zhenguo Mansion." Wei spent countless efforts to capture it."
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¡°Emperor Hongzhi and his ministers, look at me and I¡¯ll look at you.
My stomach is a bit full.
Especially Ma Wenshenghe ate three plates of potatoes, hiccupped constantly, and was exhausted.
"Let's kill him after a few hours." Emperor Hongzhi said.
"It's rarethe prince is still filial and knows how to bring the fish."
He looked at Fang Jifan again. Fang Jifan was quite interested. This might be Fang Jifan's idea.
Now, he was not in a hurry to ask what happened to these hundreds of thousands of kilograms of fish. The facts were right in front of him. Sure enough, the legendary large yellow croaker existed. Then he really wanted to know what the people in the disaster area were eating. What are they.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? After eating fish at noon, I really can¡¯t hold it anymore, so I¡¯d better save it for the evening.
"This can't be done." Zhu Houzhao said: "Seafood must be fresh when it's in season. My son and uncle Xin Xin have ordered people to defrost the fish. We have to eat it quickly. If it's too late, it'll be too late."
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Emperor Hongzhi¡¯s expression changed, which made sense.
He murmured: "Then let's give it a try."
Give it a try!
Your Majesty has a decree, so of course you must hurry up.
Ma Wensheng burped again, as if he had lost his breath. Everyone followed the sound, and his old face smiled slightly.?Yummy! "
Fang Jifan said: "I'll have a taste, I'll have a taste."
Zhu Houzhao refused: "Hurry up and send it to your father. Having fun alone is not as good as having fun with everyone."
"" Fang Jifan wanted to slap him to death, but he did not forget to remind him: "Send some to the empress. Your Highness, don't forget your filial piety."
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His Highness the Prince and Fang Jifan went away for a long time and did not come back.
The monarchs and ministers in Nuan Pavilion have settled a matter on their minds.
They now seem to want to discuss whether they should provide relief for the disaster in Ningbo and whether to summon back the grain ships on the canal.
After waiting for half an hour, Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao left and returned.
The two of them were smiling happily.
Emperor Hongzhi was chatting with Liu Jian and others, but after all he was really not in the mood to talk about anything serious.
As soon as the two came back, Emperor Hongzhi cheered up: "How?"
"Father, I personally cooked the fish soup for my father." Zhu Houzhao said excitedly.
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The prince cooked the food himself.
Some people seem to think that His Royal Highness is not doing his job properly.
What is a prince? Can he be a cook?
But when the eunuch came in carrying a big pot, along with the fragrant aroma of the fish soup, all thoughts were gone.
Why can¡¯t the prince cook? Isn¡¯t cooking also about making fish soup for His Majesty?
Your Highness, the Crown Prince¡ is extremely filial.
This pot of soup is too big.
So much so that ordinary tableware can¡¯t hold it.
We had no choice but to carry the pot on the big stove.
And that big yellow croaker, which was once all-powerful, was lying intact in the hot pot, looking at itit was delicious.
Emperor Hongzhi touched his belly.
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