Big businessman and little fisherman

Chapter 430
To say that Lu Yange is barbecued in the garden is worse than to say that Lu Yange has nothing to do and is lying in the garden basking in the sun.

The meat dishes are cut and marinated by the Imperial Dining Room and delivered on skewers. The skewers are grilled by two people on a small table and stool.

Lu Yange ate a grilled eggplant, and a bunch of grilled garlic cloves before letting go. The rest was cheap to serve her eunuchs and maids.

Lu Yange is the emperor, so he can't eat this kind of strong taste. Even if he gargles his mouth seven or eight times after eating garlic, he can't cover up the smell.The emperor can't eat it, not only the emperor can't eat it, but the people around her can't eat it either.

Lu Yange has not controlled his temper for many years, he can eat whatever he wants, and do whatever he wants.

Lu Yange asked for the garlic cloves himself.

The little table didn't dare to take more, so he took two skewers, one was eaten by the emperor, and the other was still in his hand.

Seeing that the small table was not moving, the little stool bumped the small table with its elbow: "Hey, is this garlic clove delicious?"

The small table put the garlic cloves aside, and whispered: "How do I know."

Hearing this, the small stool moved closer to the small table: "It seems that His Majesty must not eat it, otherwise, give me a taste of this skewer."

Seeing that the small table was silent, the small stool moved closer, "If you are afraid that His Majesty still wants to eat, I will go to the imperial dining room to get some more."

"go away."

The small table pushed the small stool aside angrily, "You are serving His Majesty, your mouth will smell of garlic later, what will happen to Your Majesty, what will those adults think if they smell it?"

The small table is the largest among several people, the most stable, and the most effective for talking.

Hearing what the little table said, the little stool immediately drooped its shoulders and responded feebly.

However, after taking a look at the meat skewers in his hand, the little stool perked up again.

These are all barbecue meats, and the ingredients prepared by His Majesty, the taste is amazing.

In the past, His Majesty took the prince and the little princess to barbecue. It's not that he hasn't eaten it, but there is a lot left, and the big guy doesn't have much money.

The little princess is not here today, and the crown prince is busy again. It seems that His Majesty has no appetite, so it is not easy for him.

The small table did not have the excitement of the small stool. While roasting the meat, he sneaked a look at the emperor lying on the deck chair basking in the sun.

He felt that the emperor was very strange today, an indescribable feeling.

After the court today, the emperor handed over all the unapproved memorials to the prince.It is too idle to say that the reason why the prince dared to leave the palace privately.Find something to do for him now, so that he won't be idle and cause trouble.

The prince was beaten, even if Eunuch Cheng was merciful, the injury was still serious.The prince's butt hurts, and the worn skin on the inner thigh will take a few days to heal after taking medicine.

Even if he doesn't feel sorry for the prince, the emperor will not let the prince review the memorial with injuries.

But this time, the emperor not only didn't feel sorry for the prince, but also threw all the memorials to the prince.

The emperor also said that when the crown prince grows up, she is also tired. From now on, it is fine for the crown prince to decide the small matters, and ask him about the big ones.

The emperor is tired?

Thinking of this, the little table couldn't help but feel a chill down its spine.

He put the skewers in his hand in front of the small stool, and whispered: "I'll come as soon as I go."

"Hey, where are you going?"

Before the little stool finished speaking, the little table had strode towards the emperor.

"This person..."

The little stool shook his head resignedly, he can cook as he pleases, and he can eat more by roasting.

"His Majesty."

The small table put the hot tea just changed in his hand on the square table, "The slave dares to say..."

"To shut up."

Lu Yange waved impatiently, "Go away, let me be quiet."

The small table didn't roll, but squatted down, and asked softly: "Your Majesty, the prince is still correcting the memorials in the palace, why don't the servants send the prince some food."

What to send, of course grilled meat dishes.

Not to mention that they are slaves who love to eat, the crown prince really loves to eat. Every time His Majesty brings them to bake something, the crown prince can eat without looking up.

If you want to say that the prince is too greedy, that's not necessarily the case.Who is the crown prince? The future prince, don't talk about fine clothes and fine food in this palace, do you want to eat anything?

The prince likes to eat barbecue, but it is because these barbecues are prepared by the emperor, and sometimes the emperor bakes them himself.

The crown prince's admiration for the emperor is like a surging river.

Lu Yange turned over impatiently, waved his hand, and didn't say send it off, and didn't say no.

The small table breathed a sigh of relief, took the porcelain plate, and picked out a few of the prince's favorites.Before leaving, the small table glanced at the garlic cloves that had been roasted and put aside, hesitated for a moment, and then picked them up and put them on a porcelain plate.

If he told the prince that the emperor liked it very much, the prince would also want to try it.

The small table was holding the porcelain plate and ran to the Tai Chi Hall. He was afraid that he would run too slowly, and the roast meat would lose its taste when it was cold.

Although the prince would not dislike him, how could he be a slave to make the prince unsatisfied.

It was already half an hour after the little table came back from the Tai Chi Hall with an empty plate.

Hearing the footsteps of the small table, Lu Yange sat up and asked, "Have you finished approving the crown prince's memorial?"

"not yet."

The small table put down the plate and replied respectfully, "The slave served the prince to eat barbecue, and he came back after drinking a pot of tea. The prince said the meat was delicious, so he asked the servant to roast some more for the little princess to taste."

I ate it myself, and I was still thinking about my sister not eating it.

The corners of Lu Yange's mouth turned up slightly: "The little princess doesn't need to give it away, isn't she with Yuanyuan, let them come here by themselves, and the baked ones are more delicious."

"Hey, this servant is going to invite Princess Anle and the little princess."

Just as the little table was about to leave, the emperor said calmly: "You can follow the prince later."

"His Majesty?"

The small table knelt down, and his eyes widened in disbelief, "Your Majesty is a slave, what can you do wrong? Or..."

"Little table, you're getting older, so change your name in the future."

Lu Yange squinted at the sunlight falling between the trees, with a slight smile on his face, "I remember your surname is Li, so your name is Li Buyan."

Before the small table kowtowed to thank him, the small stool who came over with the plate hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, what about the servant?"

He grew up with the small table and small chairs, and they followed His Majesty from the palace to the palace.

The name of the small table needs to be changed, and of course the name of his small stool also needs to be changed.

"you?"

Lu Yangge looked at the small stool standing beside him with oil stains on the corner of his mouth, and said. "I don't remember your last name."

The little stool hurriedly said: "The slave's surname is Zhang, and the little chair's surname is Chen."

Since His Majesty gave the name, of course the little chair cannot be pulled down, they are good brothers for many years.

"Little stool, don't be rude."

The small table gently pulled the lapel of the small stool, while smiling apologetically, paying attention to the subtle expression of the emperor.

The emperor was smiling, as if he was not unhappy.

It seems that the three of them, the little brothers, can change their names to something serious this time.

(End of this chapter)