Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 426 Dumplings Made by Your Majesty (1 more)
After confirming that the four paintings were all double-layer paintings, Emperor Guangxi ordered Song Wei to be sent back.

When Zhao Xi returned to Yutang Palace, he saw that the side hall was brightly lit. He walked over and stood by the door, and unexpectedly found that Song Yuanbao had returned.

"Tonight is New Year's Eve, shouldn't you celebrate the New Year at home?" Zhao Xi asked.

Song Yuanbao brought a lot of things, and he was picking them up with his head down at the moment, and said casually, "My father was brought into the palace during the Chinese New Year, and my mother was worried, fearing that something might happen in the palace, let me go to the palace sooner." return."

As he said, he pointed to the food box on the table with his eyes, "I brought you something to eat, do you want it?"

Zhao Xi shook his head, "I've already had dinner."

Song Yuanbao raised his eyebrows, "It's all from Ningzhou's hometown, not available in the capital. If you're not used to it, you can try the dumplings, which our family made by ourselves."

As he said that, he stood up and opened the lid of the food box, and suddenly a scent came to his nostrils.

Seeing him standing still, Song Yuanbao rubbed his nose, "I know you are very particular about food, but I worked so hard to bring it for Chinese New Year, so you should show some face, right?"

Zhao Xi didn't say another word, walked in and sat down at the table.

Song Yuanbao laid out several dishes and a plate of dumplings in the food box one by one, "It's all here, you can eat whatever you like, and you don't have to force yourself if you don't like it."

Zhao Xi's eyes fell on the dumplings, and he asked him, "Why did you remember to bring me something to eat?"

"I didn't want to bring it, but my mother asked me to do it." Song Yuanbao didn't have such delicate thoughts, and it was more like using it to curry favor with beauties.

"Your mother?"

"Yes, she is happy, and she wants to make everyone around her happy, so let me bring you something to eat."

Zhao Xi nodded and stretched his chopsticks towards the dumplings.

Song Yuanbao explained from the side, "This year my second uncle's family is celebrating the New Year at our house, and they made a lot of dumplings, and I hadn't finished eating them when I came."

Zhao Xi suddenly asked: "Can you make a bag?"

"Of course." Song Yuanbao was afraid that others would not know that he still had this kind of ability, "I learned from my grandma when I was in my hometown, and it's pretty good."

Zhao Xi nodded, and commanded Eunuch Sanbao who was guarding the door, "Go to the imperial dining room to get some ready-made dumpling wrappers and fillings."

Song Yuanbao stared at him dumbfounded, "You have such a good appetite tonight?"

Zhao Xi said, "You teach me."

Song Yuanbao: "..."

Zhao Xi buried his head in eating dumplings, didn't look at his expression, and spoke slowly, "Father has canceled the palace banquet tonight, the palace is not lively, and mother and concubine must be deserted, I have to do my best to give her some comfort." OK."

Song Yuanbao understood that Zhao Xi wanted to please his biological mother, so he had absolutely no reason not to teach.

Eunuch Sanbao quickly fetched the things and put them on the table.

Zhao Xi glanced at the dumpling wrappers and then at the fillings, a rare look of bewilderment appeared on Junxiu's face.

Song Yuanbao could tell that the young prince, who had always been away from the kitchen, was at a loss when it came to making dumplings.

Thinking of his filial piety, Song Yuanbao suppressed a smile. After cleaning his hands, he dragged the small white porcelain bowl with shrimp stuffing to him, took the dumpling wrapper in one hand and chopsticks in the other, picked the shrimp stuffing onto the dumpling wrapper and began to demonstrate to him. .

Zhao Xi looked at the simplicity, so he took the dumpling wrappers himself, and wrapped them like Song Yuanbao, but the wrapped ones looked a bit different.

Song Yuanbao saw him, and tried not to hit him, "The prince made dumplings for his biological mother. You are probably the first case in the past, but I think that if the imperial concubine finds out, she will be happy in her heart, so His Highness actually doesn't have to care about whether the dumplings are made well, it's on your mind." That's it."

Zhao Xi didn't say a word, if one package is not good, then package the second one, if the second one is not good, then package the third one.

There are eight dumplings on a plate, making Zhao Xi wrap them in different shapes.

He glanced at his bag, then at the one Song Yuanbao demonstrated, and wanted to make another one.

Song Yuanbao directly handed the plate to Eunuch Sanbao, "Let the imperial dining room cook it and bring it here."

Eunuch Sanbao took the plate and left quickly.

Immediately afterwards, Eunuch Mu came in to pack his things.

Zhao Xi remained silent.

Song Yuanbao could understand Zhao Xi's mood very well at this moment, as if he had just entered the palace and was originally quite proud of his talent and learning, but was crushed to death by Zhao Xi, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't turn over.

The frustration of being overwhelmed by others made him shadow for a long time before he came out.

The dumplings are cooked and delivered, and they are already in the food box.

Zhao Xi picked up the food box and saw Song Yuanbao also got up, he didn't look back, and said calmly, "I can go by myself, you don't have to follow."

……

After a cup of tea, Zhao Xi appeared in Xianfu Palace in a soft chariot.

Concubine Qi was just about to take a rest, when Gu Yu said that the Highness had come, she hurriedly changed her clothes and came out to see her son.

"My son congratulates mother and concubine on auspicious Chinese New Year."

Concubine Qi followed the voice and saw that Zhao Xi was carrying a food box, she laughed, "Xi Er, what delicious food did you bring to this palace?"

Zhao Xi replied, "A plate of dumplings."

"To think of giving dumplings, Xi'er has a heart." Concubine Qi sat down, and Gu Yu immediately took the food box from Zhao Xi, took it and uncovered it.

Seeing that Zhao Xi refused to speak, Eunuch Sanbao helped to explain himself, "Imperial Concubine, this plate of dumplings was all made by Your Highness himself."

"Xie'er made it by herself?" Concubine Qi was even more pleasantly surprised, even though the shape of the dumpling was not quite right, she still felt how pleasing to the eye and how she liked it.

It was Zhao Xi's first time doing this, and he couldn't do it well, so he was a little embarrassed, "My minister's poor craftsmanship made my mother laugh."

Concubine Qi pursed her lips and smiled, "A gentleman is far away from the kitchen, not to mention that you are a prince, you were born to be served by others, and now you can put down your dignity to make dumplings for your biological mother. Just this kind of thought, this palace is already very moved. , I don’t think Xi’er’s skills are bad.”

While Concubine Qi was speaking, she had already picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

She enjoyed the filial piety of her son very much, and it warmed her heart far more than giving her gemstones, jewelry or other external things.

Zhao Xi watched her finish a plate of dumplings, and felt indescribable emotions in his heart, like being moved, but also like satisfied.

Concubine Qi rinsed her mouth, and then she looked at Zhao Xi, "What did your majesty tell you about the past tonight?"

The Atlas of Divine Soldiers is a royal secret, Zhao Xi is inconvenient to disclose it at will, so he cupped his hands and said, "It's a matter of court affairs."

Concubine Qi thought that it was probably related to the war in the northwest, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing that it was getting late, Concubine Qi asked Gu Yu to send Zhao Xi out without sitting for a long time.

Zhao Xi went back to Yutang Palace again. Song Yuanbao was still asleep. When he heard the movement, he immediately jumped out of the side hall, looking at him with burning eyes, "How is it, does the imperial concubine like it?"

Father-in-law Sanbao gave him an expression of "That's up to you to say".

Zhao Xi couldn't help curling his lips when he thought of his concubine's surprised reaction just now, then looked at Song Yuanbao, and said, "Thank you."

Song Yuanbao scratched his head, "Your Highness is so polite all of a sudden, I'm not used to it."

Zhao Xi took two steps forward, then turned his head when he thought of something, "I'm going out of town tomorrow to shoot and hunt, you should prepare in advance."

"Out of the city, are you going to Shanglinyuan?"

"No, just the forest outside the city."

Song Yuanbao felt that something was wrong, "Tomorrow is the first day of the week, and the common people will go out and play a lot, and the crowds will be crowded. If His Highness just goes out like this, it may be difficult to guarantee safety."

Eunuch Sanbao said in a low voice, "I have persuaded you before, and His Highness insisted on going out to observe the people's sentiments."

……

On Zhengdan the next day, the first day of the new year, Zhao Xi changed into his riding attire, picked two horses himself, carried a bow and arrow on his back, and led Song Yuanbao out of the city.

After following Zhao Xi for almost two years, Song Yuanbao not only knows how to ride a horse, but also learns archery. Although his archery skills are not comparable to Zhao Xi's, when he thinks that his father can't ride and shoot, Song Yuanbao immediately balances out.

Today, all the temples in the city are full of incense, and the temples outside the city are not bad. There are many people out of the city, so the two of them dare not speed up, and walk slowly on horseback.

For the convenience of traveling, Zhao Xi didn't bring too many people with him, and only asked five or six imperial guards to follow behind in disguise.

On the way, they met Xue Yinhuan's father.

Father Xue took his step-wife and step-daughter out of the city today for a pilgrimage, but he did not expect to see the eldest prince outside the city.

In order not to expose the other party's identity, he arranged for his wife and daughter, and came alone to greet Zhao Xi.

Xue's father works in the household department and is the head of the Du branch, responsible for the dispatch of money.

Zhao Xi was a little surprised to see him, "Master Xue also came out of the city to play?"

Father Xue cupped his hands, "I brought my wife and daughter to offer incense, why is Your Highness leaving the palace at Zhengdan?"

Just as Zhao Xi was about to speak, Father Xue's expression suddenly changed, "Be careful, Your Highness!"

While speaking, he stretched out his foot and kicked Zhao Xi's horse fiercely. The horse suffered from pain and took Zhao Xi on his back to trot forward a few steps, but Father Xue didn't have time to get out of the way. The arrow pierced directly into his chest.

The assassins were mixed in the crowd, and they used pocket crossbows. Even if Zhao Xi brought the imperial army, they would be hard to defend against.

Seeing Father Xue fell to the ground, Zhao Xi immediately reined in the horse to stop the horse, got off the horse and ran over.

When this happened suddenly, the tourists around were frightened and ran away screaming.

"Lord Xue!" Zhao Xi helped Father Xue up, his eyes fell on his chest, the blood that flowed out was black and purple, obviously poisoned.

His face darkened.

Song Yuanbao squatted down, stretched out his hand to check Father Xue's breath, and after a while, pursed his lips and looked at Zhao Xi, shaking his head regretfully, "I'm out of breath."

(End of this chapter)