Chapter 116

Tears were everywhere on the table, and Yuan Xiang was cooking for Shen Anyan.

All the food in the palace is arranged by the cooks in the palace, because it's not enough to rely on the small kitchens in the past. The latter royal houses all invite their own cooks, but so far the ingredients and dishes are from the palace. On the table are the shredded bird's nest fat duck, sliced fresh shrimp and three fresh pigeon eggs. There was a maid of honor passing the dishes, and another wave of dishes came.

"Fried smoked shredded chicken with bird's nest, fried wings with meat slices, fried chicken slices with mushroom, sliced wild duck balls, jam, shredded sliced chicken."

The royal residence or palace, even the aristocratic door lords, pay attention to the sense of ritual in their meals, which makes people feel depressed. "Food without words" is to respect this seemingly solemn sense of ritual.

Shen Anyan didn't want to hear what the maid in charge said. She was still a little confused about Yin Chenlang's expression and language, but she seemed to understand something.

When Shen Anyan looked up again, Yin Chenlang also had no God in her eyes and was thinking about something. In a trance, Shen Anyan looked up at herself and asked, "are you ready?"

"Yes."

"Yu Zhong, go and invite the ninth lord over." Yin Chenlang ordered Yu Zhong, "the main hall."

Yu Zhong leaned over to answer, and then went to invite the ninth prince himself.

The palace maids brought water for gargling and washing their hands in turn. After some time, Yu Xin had sent people back to recover her life.

The ninth King's residence is near. It's only a moment.

"I won't go, Lord. You can talk to the ninth Lord." Shen Anyan and Yin Chenlang got up together, and Shen Anyan said.

"Go together." Yin Chenlang said, and then took Shen Anyan and went outside.

Shen Anyan was stunned by such a pull, and her cheeks were crimson. When Yin Chenlang came to the palace, Shen Anyan was caught off guard by all kinds of movements.

On the way, Shen Anyan remembered something. She didn't say it before. She hurriedly told Yin Chenlang how good she was when she had the opportunity now.

"Lord." Shen Anyan shouted. Yin Chenlang looked back at her and was about to say something. Shen Anyan interrupted him. "Today, the ninth Lord came and complained about appeasing the people. He didn't know what to do, because he had never thought about it before."

Yin Chenlang nodded after listening. His eyes were like where he fell into and thought about it.

At the main hall, Yin Chenlang loosened her hand and went in with Shen Anyan. As soon as she went in, she saw Yin Yaoling sitting there alone, holding tea and smelling it. She said to the rest of her heart, "where's your brother? Why are you so stingy! I don't want to drink Biluochun..."

Yu Zhong was originally a serious housekeeper of the royal residence. Whenever he met the ninth prince, he would sweat.

"Nine younger brothers." Yin Chenlang couldn't see it, and came out and shouted.

When Yin Yaoling saw Yin Chenlang, he got up quickly and prepared to salute and worship. Yin Chenlang raised his hand and stopped, "nine younger brothers don't have to be polite."

When Yin Yaoling got up, he turned around and raised the Biluochun brought by the palace maid, approached Yin Chenlang and said, "brother Huang, where's the Longjing!"

"It's the servants who don't understand the rules and neglect the nine younger brothers." Yin Chenlang lowered his head, covered his mouth and coughed gently. He turned his head and looked at Yu Zhong next to him and ordered, "take the Longjing given by the emperor."

Yu Zhong leaned over slightly, worshipped Yin Yaoling and said, "I hope the nine kings will forgive me for my dereliction of duty."

Yin Yaoling waved his hand carelessly and said, "it doesn't matter. It's not your fault."

Yu Zhong got up and told the maid next to him, "go to the Longjing soon."

The palace maid who was pointed out got the order, blessed her body, walked quickly to the tea secretary and told them to go to Longjing.

"What's the matter with the ninth younger brother?" Yin Chenlang asked.

Yin Yaoling looked up at Yin Chenlang with a beautiful smiling face. The sun was bright. It seemed that Yin Yaoling was born with his own light. "Brother, when is it to appease the people?"

Yin Chenlang walked to his seat and motioned Yin Yaoling to sit down. Yin Yaoling sat down and looked at Yin Chenlang with wide eyes. Yin Chenlang pointed to Yin Yaoling's position opposite the door and motioned Shen Anyan to sit down. Shen Anyan nodded slightly and sat down to listen to their chat.

"Didn't you listen today? About two days later." Yin Chenlang slowly explained, "the ritual department is already arranging the ceremony, just..."

Yin Yaoling looked at Yin Chenlang and asked, "have you heard about Shantang, brother Huang?"

Yin Chenlang was stunned for a moment. Her eyes were cold. She didn't seem to want to answer Yin Yaoling. Shen Anyan also looked at Yin Yaoling, and then looked at Yin Chenlang. Yin Chenlang's indifferent eyes didn't change, but she still answered Yin Yaoling's question: "I went to the good hall with Shen Anyan this morning. The prince was inside and didn't let us in."

Yin Chenlang said vaguely, only saying that "the prince is inside". What most people naturally think of is the prince's inspection and won't let Yin Chenlang go in for inspection, but Yin Chenlang didn't say it clearly. Later, Yin Chenlang announced that the good hall was funded by himself, and it would not cause trouble.

Yin Yaoling grew up in the royal family and was smart and sensitive. When he heard this, he didn't react at first. He felt it was wrong after he knew it.

"The good hall suddenly appeared to relieve the suffering of the people. If it weren't for the rich businessmen and gentry in the capital, I'm afraid they wouldn't have this strength." Yin Yaoling smiled, "But now there is no news at all. Today I went to ask my eldest brother, and he said he didn't ask who did it. I'm surprised. If it's these businessmen, why should they hide their identity? If they say they have a long reputation, they can be rewarded by their father and emperor. If they have the opportunity to become emperor merchants, it's not even richer than the enemy!"

At this time, the maid of the tea secretary brought up three cups of tea and put them next to the three.

"Don't the third brother want to drink? The tea has just been delivered, and I'll bring it to you before I have drunk it." Yin Chenlang didn't answer Yin Yaoling's previous question. He deliberately turned the topic to slow down, picked up the tea lamp, slowly pushed the cover, brushed the tea, with a faint smile on his handsome face. He didn't smile very affectionately. He sipped his thin lips slightly and looked at the tea lamp.

Yin Yaoling didn't speak. He also took a sip of the tea and showed a happy smile. "It's really sweet and mellow in aftertaste. It's like mixed earth smell with a few threads of well water."

Yin Yaoling put down the tea lamp and asked the quiet Shen Anyan: "can sister Shen cook some tea?"

Shen Anyan was suddenly mentioned. She was stunned and replied, "I know a little about fur."

"What's the difference between this Longjing and ordinary Longjing? My family's Longjing is not much worse than this. Why can this be a tribute?" Yin Yaoling's words have a sense of metaphor and provocation, but he still keeps a little childish voice, but it seems that his words are a little gentle, coupled with his bright eyes, If Yin Chenlang or Yin Lijin said these words, it would be full of gunpowder, but what Yin Yaoling said made Shen Anyan wonder whether it was casual or really meant something else.