Imperial Uncle - Chapter 67 Book Edition Fanwai • Sour Noodle Soup

One

On the third day of the first lunar month, it snowed heavily. I drank wine in the blankets of the wanton.

The whole sheep on the fire gradually became bright yellow, dripping with oil, strong wine burning the throat fiercely, and drinking a bowl. Hu Ji, wearing a beaded cap, immediately held the tin pot and filled the bowl with generous Toothy smile, with a thin waist twisted slightly, is a style that Han women definitely haven't.

I couldn't help laughing, her dense eyelashes immediately sat down beside me lightly. At this moment, the curtain was lifted, Siquan drilled in, and whispered in his arms, "Master, there is something at home, you must hurry back."

I was slightly surprised, Siquan secretly compared to a gesture, it was a matter in the palace.

I had to get up and put out my tentacles, and the huge snow flakes were blown into the face by the wind. If it were not for the non-slip blanket under my feet and the houses visible around it, it would be a bit like a jam.

Siquan stunned for a while, whispering: "Master, come in the palace is waiting in the house, saying that the emperor is no longer eating."

I had no choice but to Gu Xue slipped on the ground, ordered my car and horse to move quickly, and rushed back to the house with a look of eagerness. Wang You was turning around in the Winter Warm Hall, with a sad face: "His Royal Highness is back, the emperor is too sick to eat, and the royal doctor and the royal dining room are lined up like demons. There is nothing I can do. The queen mother The old slave invited His Highness to the palace. "

If the emperor does not eat, what's the use of finding the king?

Although I had a complaint in my heart, I quickly changed my robes and entered the palace with Wang You.

In fact, the emperor's illness was caused by the queen mother.

Two states and counties north of the country suffered snowstorms the day before yesterday, and the victims suffered severe cold and suffered heavy losses.

It is imperative that the imperial court broadcast seed money and step up construction of houses to accommodate the victims.

The queen mother must have thought that she had to do more to decorate the facade in order to show her virtue, and said that it must be the emperor who did something wrong in order to reduce the calamity. Let the emperor be willing to eat the woto pickles for ten days, and only half eat. Every day before going to bed, before going to bed, each kneeling and copying an Scripture for an hour for heaven's forgiveness.

How many hours a night? The whole thing is to keep the children awake.

The size of the qi is not strong, it has not been cold-resistant, and was tossed by the queen mother. The sky with the ice awl hanging on the eaves can not wear furry fur, but only wear cotton robes, and her face is blue and yellow. I couldn't bear to look at it, and I couldn't wait to shove him a hot bun immediately. I wanted to persuade him to eat anything, and Qizheng said to me, "Don't have to do this." When I turned my face, someone obscured my words and actions to the queen mother and queen mother. Then he hinted to Qi Yun that I interfered with the emperor's wise behavior, and intended to bring the emperor into a coma.

So I don't care.

Although this is the child of my old King ’s family, but it ’s the mother-in-law ’s son. I ’m not even my uncle. I care about my son.

I simply didn't enter the palace, so I saved my troubles.

Sure enough, Qiye carried it to the sixth day, and a heavy snow fell and became ill.

Wind and cold.

At this moment, the queen mother was anxious to cover his son, and let the royal dining room make meat, but Qi Hui did not eat alive, and he drank no hot soup.

When I arrived, the queen mother was crying on the bedside of Qiyu, and the incense burner in the palace was lined up like a falling monster array. I took off my robe, sweat beads were rushed and I was about to get a heat stroke.

I was about to kneel and I choked too much: "It's all my own family, and the King of Huai doesn't have to give a big gift. The emperor said that he wanted to see the uncle, and the family would invite you to come over ... emperor ... emperor ... Look at the emperor ... "

The court ladies and eunuchs sobbed and wept with the queen mother, as if my nephew had died.

When I walked to the bed, Qi Huan was wrapped in brocade with only one head left, his face flushed, and he murmured to me, "Uncle Huang ..."

The queen mother immediately sobbed and said, "Huanger, don't move around, take care of the wind!"

I suppressed the thought of opening up the pile of quilts to blow the nephew out of the air, and leaned over to the bed to say hello.

If I really dare to do that, I really don't want my head.

Forget it, this is the queen mother's son.

Qi Zheng was helpless: "Uncle Huang doesn't have to be polite ... 朕 ... 朕 ... keke ..."

The queen mother trembled to call the royal doctor. I asked euphemistically, "Is the emperor still cold?" Isn't she angry?

The doctor re-diagnosed the pulse, and then replied: "The emperor's wind cold has retired, but he will not eat, and the old minister ..."

I glanced sideways, the table was full of soup stocks.

In fact, Qi Huan ate two mouthfuls of white porridge.

But there are at most two, and nothing else.

The queen mother's voice urged the doctor to open up the spleen and appetite. Feed your son early, where can there be so many things?

I leaned over and asked Qi Yun: "If the emperor does not eat, are the meals in the royal dining room unsuitable? If there is anything you want to eat, tell the minister that he will do his best."

I just asked according to the scene, but I didn't expect Qi Zheng's eyes to widen and licked his lips: "Uncle Huang ... 皇 ... I suddenly remembered ... that was eaten ... that sour soup noodle ..."

what? Does he remember this?

I froze.

The queen mother hurriedly rushed over: "Noodles? Huanger, do you want to eat noodles? What kind of noodles? You can let the imperial house make them! You are pregnant, what kind of noodles does the emperor want?

Qi Zheng struggled in the bed and looked at me eagerly: "Uncle Huang ... the soup of ingredients ... 朕 ... 朕 is fasting ... not to eat 荤 ..."

My heart was sore for a while: "Emperor rest assured, that side is vegetarian soup."

Qi Yan's eyes lit up.

The queen mother held me back and asked, "Cheng Jun, what is it?"

I pulled the cuffs out of the queen's claws and said, "On that side, the royal dining room may not really taste authentic. Rong Chen went out to find someone to do it."

two

I took Wang You's two or three concubines, changed my usual robes, and took a small car to Sijifangluojiu Lane. On the face of the door at the alley, the words "Lao Xue Noodle House" were dangling from the snow. Looking at the simple strokes, the guest came in and out, raising a thick cotton curtain, and a burst of white mist appeared.

I lowered my car curtain and said, "Here it is."

A few years ago, my mother was still alive, and the emperor was still a prince. When the cubs of Qi Tan Qili started to drill in the palace of Huai Wang every day, it was also in the lunar month. Walked to the market, watched the couplet who wrote the Spring Festival couplet for a while, and stood next to the stall where the small items were bought. Suddenly, under the crowd, a few familiar little heads were drilling into the firework lantern booth.

It was actually my pile of emperor nephews, Qi Tan, Qi Fei, Qi Li ... a bunch.

I suddenly understood why I sneaked to the market when I was a kid and my mother always pumped me.

I now look at these gangsters, and I want to hold them and take a hard meal.

Mink hair Xiaoqiu, a small jade dangled with pearls, flipped boots, and a small face full of smirks are simply calling the world's crooks. There are ready-made little sheep. Don't miss them when passing by.

Those short-sighted stewards, let the princes and princes be so foolish!

There must be secret guards around, but not afraid to lose them?

Looking at the scrambled heads, I was twitching in my heart, and almost forgot to **** my legs. A lunge rushed to the lantern booth, holding the leading salute. Qi Li looked up to see me, and opened his mouth with his front teeth open, spit out his tongue, Qi Tan pierced his head and hugged my leg: "Uncle Xiao, Uncle Jun, Uncle Jun, I want that lantern!"

I mumbled, "How did you come out?"

Qili's face was old-fashioned and authentic: "Hey, someone with thick cheeks follows. If we have something, their whole family will not want to die!"

I said, "If anything, their whole family is dead, and they won't be able to change back to you."

Kai Li hehe said, "Huh, uncle, we know."

Qi Fei looked innocent: "We are all good."

Qi Tan desperately shook my leg: "Uncle Jun-Lantern-"

My head was blown up, and I was pulling out my money bag. Qi Fei suddenly took a breath and raised his hand: "There, there ..."

I glanced down at his fingers and drew a little.

So, no, yes, too, son ...?

Qi Tan walked around behind me: "The father-in-law came to arrest me, I won't go back with him!"

Kai Li pouted.

Qi Fei looked at me and shook his head: "Prince Brother and we are not together."

The Prince was next to Wang You and two other eunuchs, certainly not with them.

I didn't understand for a while, Wang You had come to protect Qi Qi, Qi Dan and Qi Fei were more honest at once, Qi Li and others all stepped back and stood behind Qi Tan Qi Fei.

There are so many people in the bazaar that it is not convenient to speak. I had to ask myself, "How come here?"

Wang You replied, "It's accurate in the house."

I can't help but look around. There are ordinary people on the street, I don't know how many of them are true.

Wang Youxiao sighed, "Since we met, the young master would go shopping with his uncle."

Qi Yan said. When he was humming, he stood upright with his chest still upright, compared with Qi Tan who wasn't standing.

But can such a child have such a posture, can he really have a good time?

Although these children, Qi Li Qi Fei, are usually not taught by adults and are more close to the Prince, but after all, the children are children. They cannot play too much with the Prince, and the Prince must also converge in the presence. , But can't enjoy themselves, they are a bit embarrassed.

Qi Tan stood close to my legs and did not shout. He just kept pulling my robe and motioned to me not to forget his lantern because of his emperor.

I paid for the fish lantern that he looked at, and Qi Tan became happy again, holding the lantern and twisting around, Wang You grinned, "Master Xiao really, is there anything clever in the house? I like this. "

Qi Tan wrinkled his nose, Qi Fei said, "My brother is here. The first copy of the shopping should be for my brother."

Qi Tan immediately hugged the lantern, Qi Qi said, "No, I don't like this. Brother, let's play."

Qi Tan then grinned again, looking around holding the lantern, and determined to sell the sugar **** and shake my leg again: "Uncle, that!"

Wang Youdao said, "This is too much."

Qi Tan was unhappy, and I said, "It's all out, just enjoy it. I have eaten this when I was a kid, I can't get dirty." I bought a sugar ball, and Wang You tasted one, which only made Qi Tan Eating, Qi Fei Qi Li, etc. also came to grab it, Qi Qi still stood upright, without saying a word, I said, "May I have one?"

Qi Yan lowered his eyelids, and Wang Youdao said, "Master does not eat anything with sticky teeth."

Qi Tan ’s belly is like a bottomless pit. After eating sugar balls, he has to eat Baiguo cake, biting Baiguo cake, and holding for citron meatballs, Qi Fei Qi Li and other things he wants to eat. Qi Qitan asked. The tasting king has rubbed his belly.

Qi Zheng walked straight and straight, without squinting.

Wang You quietly sighed to me: "So stunned, the prince is indeed a prince, really different."

I was thinking about the answer, Qi Tan shouted again, "Uncle, I want that cake."

The so-called red cake is frozen hawthorn, half-frozen and half-cake. In fact, it is a bit cold to eat in winter, but Qi Tan has no objection to Wang You.

I bought the cake, Wang You tasted it, and was about to distribute it to the little cubs, and glimpsed Qi Qi still standing still, but his eyes were on the cake in my hand.

I said, "I'll try some."

Qi Yan didn't say anything, but his eyelids didn't hang down.

I said again, "Sweet and sour taste, but a bit cold."

Qi Zheng still looked.

I just had to say, "Or use a small piece?"

Qi Ming lowered his eyelids and said, "Why not."

Wang You entrusted Qi Xiao with a small piece, and others were robbed by Qi Tan and others.

Qi Yan took the hawthorn cake, took a bite, chewed it, swallowed, and took another bite.

In a blink of an eye, I finished eating a small piece of cake.

I couldn't help asking, "Can you return the taste?"

Qi Zheng nodded, Zhang opened his mouth and said, "Hey--"

three

The prince snored, but things could be big or small.

Wang had a frown, and I was helpless.

The empress queen took care of her son, and she was so precious that a small piece of hawthorn cake snored.

Qi Ji nodded and kept snoring. Wang Youzhi fanned his mouth: "The old slave **** it, let the young master eat such things!"

The thing was bought by the king. When he fanned himself, he actually fanned me.

But I did not discourage him.

I looked around, and the sign of Lao Xue Noodle House was right in front of me. I said, "Master, go into the shop and drink a bowl of hot soup. Just go along."

Wang You looked at the door and frowned.

I said, "I'm here often, so rest assured."

Entered the store, not a meal, no guests.

With a look of disgust, Wang wiped and wiped the large bench with his own clothes, and then put a mattress on it. Then Qi Qi and my other nephews were seated.

Lao Xue came out with a handkerchief around her neck and smiled at me: "Why is the son coming here?" Qi Qiyue looked at them again. Big. "

I said, "It's a nephew. The child ate a cold food on the street and snore. He wants a bowl of hot soup to drink."

The old blood was guilty: "My son, I'm sorry. The soup is sold out. Today is a good day for New Year's goods. Many people come to the market. It's sold short at noon. Is it possible? There is soup and noodles. "

I said, "Why not."

I found this place by accident. The door is not big, but it is very clean. Old Xue is from Qinling. The pasta in the shop is a must. I also signaled to the cook at home to come and eat, secretly, but I couldn't make the same taste.

Old Xue turned into the back kitchen, and after a while, brought out a large bowl of noodles. Hot and sour.

I asked Lao Xue to take two more sets of small dishes, pretending to try not to burn the mouth, and I tasted it first, so that I could ask the prince to use it.

Qi Hui took two sips of hot soup, and finally suppressed it.

The king was relieved.

Qi Tan looked at me eagerly and swallowed: "Uncle, I want to eat!"

I don't believe he can still eat. In order to avoid being noisy, Lao Xue simply let another small pot. I shared the food with several nephews.

Qi Tan took two sips, and he couldn't eat any more, holding his lantern and playing with Qi Fei. I was a bit hungry, so I ate some more. While eating, I suddenly realized that the Prince had eaten up his bowl of noodles.

I finally know that the prince likes to eat something with sour.

Later, I learned that Qi Tan, who had sneaked out of my loyal king's brother's house once, was found out and entered the palace. Several concubines were shocked at first. Yu Qian please plead guilty. Xiandi said: "It ’s not a big deal for kids to play on the street. At their age, they can hunt. Boys can see the world. As long as people are properly followed, it ’s okay to go to the market occasionally. Civil suffering. "

With the words of the Emperor, Qi Tan could successfully sneak away again that day. The queen was unwilling to fall behind and immediately got her son out.

After returning to the palace, just eating noodles in the noodle shop, Wang You touted it in front of the emperor, saying how prince was with the people. The first emperor heard the joy. The prince had been snoring, and no one was held accountable.

It is interesting to think of it now.

But I didn't expect Qi Qi to really remember the bowl of noodles.

four

Old Xue entered the palace and kept shaking. Fortunately, when he picked up the kitchen knife and spatula, his hand was still stable.

Sour soup noodles, a folk food, the ingredients are actually very simple, mainly noodles and noodles.

The noodles should be smooth and glutinous, and they should be pulled long and even. One is a bowl, immersed in the sour and fragrant soup. The soup is covered with yellow fungus powder, fried tofu, and sprinkled with coriander.

Face to the dragon bed, Qi Zheng struggled to get out of bed.

The queen queen refused, but the royal doctor said that the emperor's getting out of bed was beneficial.

Qi Yan sat at the table, facing the bowl of noodles, his eyes were plain and joyous.

At this moment, he doesn't seem to be the emperor anymore, just a baby who wants something to eat.

Before lifting the chopsticks, Qi Yun suddenly looked at me: "Uncle Huang has been busy for half a day, is he ready to eat?"

I said, "I have used lunch."

Qiyu said, "It's already dinner time. Uncle Huang is tired. Let's eat noodles with you."

I stunned again.

Qi Hui had already given the right and left to sit, and the queen mother said, "Since the emperor's compassion for King Huai, don't quit him."

I thank you. After the snow outside, the snow light reflects the window paper, which is brighter than usual in the evening, and the house is warmer than the spring.

The **** who served served me a dish, Qi Qi said, "Xian Sheng and Uncle Huang."

I said, "Thank you for your grace.

The Queen Mother said, "King Huai doesn't have to be cautious. They are all family."

The bowl was filled with hot noodles, and in this case, it really looked like a pair of ordinary uncles and nephews about to eat together.

I said, "The emperor uses it first."

Qi Wei smiled slightly, "Uncle Huang first."

I knelt down on my knees, took the bowl, ate a chopstick noodle, and drank a bite of soup. After a while, Qi Qin raised his chopsticks and started eating noodles.

I took the cloth towel, wiped my mouth, and said, "The emperor is slow to use.

Qi Zheng raised his eyes, and his expression was slightly surprised: "Why didn't the uncle eat?"

I laughed and said, "Thank you, Emperor Xie for your care. I'm really full."

Qi Zheng lowered his eyes: "Also, Uncle Huang ran for a day because of his uncle, and went back for a rest."

I put on my robe and exited the dormitory. The cold wind carried the snow under the corridor, biting cold.

Fives

"Well, why don't you get out of the car and eat noodles?"

Yun Yu smiled and asked me.

I lowered the curtains of the car: "Sui Ya laughed at me again with allusions."

Yun Yu said: "The courtier really asked sincerely. This street is so rich, the business is so prosperous, and it is the blessing with the royal grandfather. The grandfather should also walk around often, look back and look back."

I raised an eyebrow and said, "I am enshrined in the holy grave, and the king is afraid to lead me. I intend to look back, but I am always lonely alone, walking with me?"

Yun Yu laughed: "Chen can not take advantage of this grace, Wang Ye forgive sins. Chen is a taste of Jiangnan and does not often eat pasta. Besides, Chen feels that the noodles on this street are really not delicious."

I said, "Sui Ya finally told the truth."

Years have passed since the old Xue Jin Palace made the bowl of noodles for the emperor.

On that day, the emperor and the queen mother both rewarded Lao Xue. Lao Xue's small noodle shop immediately changed to a Hualou, and the guests hurried every day.

Large and small restaurants in Beijing have changed to Qinling flavor, and the sour soup noodles are hung on the top of the menu.

Lao Xue had three sons, who broke his head for an orthodox mantra that inherited the old man, and even the son-in-law came to make fun, and even went to the palace of Huaiwang to let the king decide for them.

Old Xue couldn't persuade his son to fight, and was so angry that he died of a stroke.

Several sons messed up with their own property and ended up opening restaurants. "Authentic Lao Xue", "Xuan Chuan Lao Xue", "Lao Xue Secret Biography" ... The signboards are more flashy than eyes, and the beak heads in the face are more and more. Cordyceps and old ginseng. system……

Sijifang Luojing Lane has been renamed Golden Lion Street.

Every time I passed here, I felt dizzy by the street name and rushed.

Tong Yunyu ate a half-day drink at Yuehua Pavilion, and was slightly stunned when he went out.

Actually, I came out to avoid the disaster today. When Qi Tan wanted to buy Xiao Heyue's pursuit of Han Xin, the horseshoe nails on the horseshoe, four sets of five thousand silver, had been turned to the palace of Huai Wang twice.

The king's mother-in-law came to see her daughter today. The mother and daughter cried in the room, as if the princess was suffering in the eighteenth floor of hell. In fact, I said a long time ago that Ruru ’s family can come to see her casually, and she can also return to her family. But they have to be like this, and I have no choice but to make room for their mother and daughter to cry well and make good use of it, and say something that must not be heard by me.

Someone said that I was extravagant and lively every night. King Huai's palace is almost knocked out by Qi Tan. What extravagance? Occasionally take two sips of wine to relax, this is not enough, just leave me alone.

Or, let the steward not have to buy new year's goods this year, anyway, the two of me and the princess are staring with eyes wide open. Every time she looks at me, she can't eat anything, she just learns to live in a poor house. Put some dumplings in the next pot, one bowl per person. It is also unique to say goodbye to the new and not extravagant.

In fact, the gift that goes to the palace every year is the biggest expense. But this one cannot be saved.

Alas, I haven't thought of a gift yet. Let's talk about it in a few days.

Qi Xun once said to me, "Uncle Huang came to the palace at night to eat New Year's Eve with him.

As usual, Shane quit.

Speaking of which, in the past two years, I have received fewer and fewer feasts in the palace. This year, there are only three or four festivals such as the Lantern Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, and there should be no more during the year.

Broken snow drifted sparsely.

I got out of the sedan chair, followed the screen, and walked slowly alone.

I only drank for a long time, and didn't eat any serious rice. When I was blown by the north wind, I felt that my belly was slightly empty.

It's another lunar month, and it's almost a year. Thinking about time flicking, I felt a little bit sad.

At the intersection, I suddenly heard someone say, "A bowl of plain noodles."

The owner lifted the lid, and the white mist blew: "Will **** vinegar?"

"Vinegar!"

I walked over, sat down at the small table under the shed, and said, "A bowl of sheep noodle soup."

The person on the element surface looked over and immediately stood up.

I pretended to accidentally glance at it, and smiled slightly in surprise: "Oh? Liu ... Ran Si, coincidence. You also come to eat noodles? Isn't it like sitting?"

"Uncle Huang" Fanwai Wan