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At the beginning, Jingzhao's office and the Ministry of punishment were both afraid to disturb Dongfang Suo and ordered the officers to disperse the crowd. However, as more and more people were beating drums and petitioning, they did not dare to continue to hide. They went to the palace together and reported the incident to Dongfang Suo. After hearing this, the latter only said "know" and asked them to step down. No one knew what Dongfang Suo was thinking.

This kind of gossip naturally spread to the palace, in addition to become gossip after dinner, more people are waiting for the attitude of Dongfang su.

The Zhaoming palace in late autumn is filled with the fragrance of Osmanthus fragrans. The petals of fine Osmanthus fragrans are delicate and lovely in the afterglow of sunset.

A pair of embroidered shoes with soft soles of Sichuan brocade inlaid with pearls make a clear sound of the collision of pearls and emeralds. Walking along the path of bluestone covered with fallen leaves, the palace people who are cleaning all kneel down silently to salute when they see the owner of embroidered shoes coming.

At this moment, in the East warm Pavilion of Chengde palace, Sun Xing leads the palace people to put on the table a plate of dishes just brought from the imperial dining room, eight hot dishes, eight cold dishes, four dim sum dishes and two bowls of soup, each of which is extremely exquisite and pleasing to the eye. After arranging the last dish, Sun Xing came to Dongfang Su, who was sitting on the table and closed his sleep. He whispered, "Your Majesty, you can have dinner."

Dongfang Su slowly opened his eyes, got up and came to the dining table. When he saw a big table full of dishes, he frowned. "I told you that four dishes and one soup are enough. It's too much waste. Why do you do so much?"

Sun Xing said with a smile: "the chief manager of the imperial dining room saw that his majesty had a bad appetite these days. He was worried that the dragon was ill, so he thought about making more so that his majesty could have an appetizer." After a meal, he looked at the look of dongfangsu and said carefully, "although it's a waste, it's also out of loyalty."

Dongfang Su's face was a little bit slow. "Tell him that in the future, I will only give you four dishes and one soup. Next time, the extra money will be deducted from his monthly order."

Although Sun Xing was not satisfied with his words in his heart, he did not dare to reveal them. He repeatedly agreed, then he took the chopsticks and handed them to him respectfully, "please have dinner with your majesty."

Dongfang Su took the chopsticks, looked at them and put them down again. He shook his head and said, "I can't eat them. Let's put them down first."

On hearing this, Sun Xing was immediately worried, "Your Majesty didn't eat much at lunch. If you don't eat this dinner, how can you stand it? Your majesty, how can you have a few mouthfuls?"

"I have no appetite. Let's cover it up." With that, Dongfang Su got up and went back to the imperial case, where he still had several folds.

Sun Xing sighed helplessly, and had to be covered with a silver lid. At this time, someone pushed the door and came in. A bright red brocade covered the smooth bricks. The evening wind crept in quietly, blowing the train embroidered with some colorful butterflies. At first glance, it seemed that the butterflies had come alive and danced in the late autumn.

Sun Guang's eyes brightened, and he quickly welcomed them and saluted eagerly. "I've seen lady Zhaoyi, and she is blessed." In addition to Mu Qianxue, the only one who can get in and out of Chengde hall at will is Liang. Even Shen Xijun doesn't have this honor.

"No gift." After beckoning sun to rise, Liang took a look at the dinner without moving at all, and frowned: "Your Majesty still has no appetite?"

Sun Xing looked back at dongfangsu quietly and said in a worried voice, "it's not true. If this continues, the dragon's body will be damaged. Since the empress is here, please help to persuade her majesty."

Liang nodded, went to the front of the imperial case, and traced a blessing to the East. "I've seen your majesty."

The East looks back to also don't lift, light way: "Zhao Yi what matter?"

Dongfang Su's extremely indifferent attitude made Liang feel sad, but she said with a smile: "I know that your Majesty's appetite is not good recently, so I made a bowl of Wensi tofu specially. When your Majesty's appetite was not good in the past, I liked to eat this. I said it was appetizing." With that, she said to little Congzi, "take the food box quickly."

"No need." Dongfang Su flatly refused Liang's kindness, "I don't want to eat anything now. Go back."

His words made Liang stand awkwardly. He didn't know what to do. Seeing this, Sun Xing said with a smile, "Your Majesty, lady Zhaoyi has all brought it. You can have some. Maybe you'll have a good appetite."

Dongfang Su glanced at him coldly, "when is it your turn to teach me?" This seemingly understatement, without a trace of anger, fell on Sun Xing's ears. It was louder than a bolt from the blue. He knelt down and pleaded for mercy. Seeing that Dongfang Su didn't mean to forgive him, he raised his hand and slapped his own ear. As he slapped it, he said: "I'm so talkative, I'm damned. I beg your grace."

Dongfang Su smiles and stares at him and says, "you said you should be damned. How can I be gracious?"

Hearing this, Sun Xing regretted his talkative behavior and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty is magnanimous. Please give me another chance."

Dongfang Suo gave a cold hum and said, "get out of the way."

When sun Xingru was granted amnesty, he quickly retreated to the vermilion pillar, and even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, for fear that one would bring disaster again.

Liang looked at the East and said, "Your Majesty, have you done anything?" Since Dongfang Su came back from the frontier, she obviously felt the former's indifference, which had never been before.Her sad eyes made Dongfang trace a trace of intolerance. Although Liang Zhong made a big mistake, she didn't know anything about Liang's innocence. If she had to say what she knew, she would have lost her only father.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Su's tone eased down. "You're not wrong. I'm in a bad mood."

Little Congzi is always good at observing words and expressions. Seeing that he looks relaxed, he took the opportunity to say, "Your Majesty, this Wensi tofu is made by the master himself. No one is allowed to help. After a busy afternoon, you can have a taste of it."

Dongfang Su hesitated for a moment and nodded: "let's have a bowl."

"Yes." Liang happily agreed, personally filled a bowl and handed it to Dongfang Su, "Your Majesty, be careful to iron it."

This Wensi tofu is to cut tofu into thin strips with fine knife work, just like rice noodles, but it is much thinner, almost as thick as hair.

Then blanch with boiling water to remove the yellow water and beany smell, and then cut mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, chicken breast meat and vegetable leaves into shreds. Then cook them in chicken clear soup. After the tofu is floating on the noodle soup, the Wensi tofu is ready. It tastes soft, tender, mellow and salty. It melts in the mouth.

This dish is not difficult to watch. In fact, it tests the craftsmanship and patience of the person who makes it. If the mind is a little bit rough, it will be difficult to make a good dish.

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