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While Dalang was repairing his residence, he was waiting for King Yan at the city gate, so he saw King Yan immediately.
Seeing him, King Yan asked happily: "You are quite fast. How long have you been here?"
"It's been a month since I got back to the prince." Dalang said, taking King Yan and his party to the house he had just renovated.
His move immediately made Prince Yan understand that his Palace of Prince Yan was probably uninhabitable.
During the meal, Zhao Jia, the leader of King Yan¡¯s bodyguard, couldn¡¯t help but ask: ¡°No one can live in Prince Yan¡¯s mansion, right?¡±
"Let the prince eat first, rest for a night, and then go see him tomorrow." Dalang said.
King Yan smiled and said disapprovingly: "You can guess it, but you are still afraid that I will be angry."
Dalang smiled coquettishly, not knowing how to respond to his words. Zhao Jia said in disbelief: "Isn't it true that the palace has not been repaired at all?"
Dalang nodded with difficulty. There were a total of twenty people who came with King Yan this time. They arranged to stay and the house was already full.
Except for the secluded main courtyard in the front, the courtyard in the back was roughly divided into three small courtyards by Dalang. All the rooms had beds and other equipment, and there were a total of thirty rooms with unified rooms and unified styles. , each room has two beds and can accommodate 60 people. This is where he temporarily lives for the respectable servants around the princess and others. Because it is really impossible to properly arrange decent accommodation for these people.
At the moment, Zhao Jia and his twenty people temporarily occupied a courtyard to live in.
Because King Yan came here incognito, no one in Liangping Mansion knew about it except Dalang. So when King Yan and his people arrived at his palace, Zhao Jia and others were so angry that they didn't know what to say.
"Haha, this is Prince Yan's Mansion." Prince Yan's face was sullen, and the fire in his heart was almost uncontrollable. He thought that Prince Yan's Mansion would be very bad, but he never thought that no one could live here at all.
The subordinates were even more angry. They wanted to rush over and catch the prefect and beat him up. They knew that King Yan would come this year, but they actually built such a palace for King Yan. Where could the prince live?
After a moment of silence, Zhao Jia patted Da Lang on the shoulder with admiration and said, "Fortunately you arrived a month earlier, otherwise, the prince and us would have to stay in an inn."
"Where are the inns? There are only two or three inns in Liangping Mansion. The conditions are very poor and small. Where can people stay?" Dalang shook his head at him as if that was impossible.
He stayed in the inn for several days. The conditions were really bad because there were very few people living there. That caravan didn't need to stay in an inn at all, but directly bought a house. They were going back and forth, and they had already become familiar with each other. Two people were left to guard the yard and do some daily cleaning work. When they come here, they have a place to live and food to eat. They feel as if they have returned to their own home and are very comfortable.
Even the house Dalang bought was introduced by people from the caravan. Otherwise, if Dalang was alone and acted so boldly, he would have been targeted a long time ago. Although he later produced King Yan's handwriting, no one dared to mess with him, but he was alone and had no one to help him. There is no way to get any favors here either. How could he clean up this house so quickly and give King Yan a place to stay?
So when King Yan and his party moved into Dalang's house, someone had already reported it to the magistrate of Liangping Prefecture.
"It must be King Yan's people who have arrived." The Lord Magistrate said, stroking his short beard.
"But the palace cannot be lived in at all. Will King Yan lose his temper?" His close subordinates said with some worry.
"Then what should we do? The time given by the emperor is so short, how can Prince Yan's Mansion be completed?" Someone else said dissatisfied.
"That's right, I can't blame you for this. I have no money, no one, and no time. What can I do?" The prefect said this, but he also ordered people to go to work quickly and be sure to pretend these days. I am renovating Prince Yan's Mansion very seriously. As long as you show that you have worked hard in front of King Yan and show your face, that will be all.
He has been here for a long time and has already regarded himself as the master of this place. When a King Yan comes, he is very dissatisfied. Besides, no one expected that the emperor would throw King Yan to him.
And the King of Yan they were talking about had already arrived. King Yan firmly controlled his desire to kill people and calmly ordered everyone, "Clean up all those courtyards immediately. No need to be good, just follow the Chen Mansion." It¡¯s the same over there, keep everything simple, just give everyone a place to stay.¡±
Zhao Jia took the order and went forward, bringing everyone and documents with him.Otherwise, Dalang would have to personally wait on him to eat and dress, which would probably make him busy to death.
Fortunately, Zhao Jia and others basically didn't need to take care of him. They were working in Prince Yan's Mansion, so they lived there directly. A few small houses were built on the roots of the courtyard wall, which became the residence of twenty of them. They also hired cooks on the spot to prepare meals for them.
Dalang only needs to take care of himself and King Yan¡¯s food. There is an extra prince to eat. Dalang can't just cook one or two dishes every day. He also has to find ways to make more delicious food. There are three dishes and one soup on the dining table. This is the rule Xinhu made before. He got used to it before he knew it. And this arrangement is also quite good, with two meat and two vegetables, which go well together.
King Nong Yan sighed: "I didn't expect that your cooking skills not only did not deteriorate but also improved."
"Ahu taught me these." Dalang smiled.
The two of them sat at the dining table and started eating. King Yan didn't pay attention to any rules here. He and Dalang ate together like family members every time.
King Yan felt envious and jealous at the same time. Da Lang can accompany Xin Hu in cooking, Xin Hu can never leave Da Lang when he is in trouble, and the two of them will discuss everything they have to do. This is like a family. As for himself, there are a lot of women, but he can't find anyone who really treats him.
Thinking of this, King Yan ate another bowl for dinner, which made Dalang think that his cooking skills had improved by leaps and bounds. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com