Chapter 479: Steamed meat

Waiting for such an answer, the officials and nobles are all at a loss, but the servant can only arrange to return to their respective residences without mentioning them.
Many people could not sleep well this night.
Emperor Jingming rested with the queen.
Although it is a temporary sleeping quarters, the earth dragon burns vigorously, and the house is warm like spring.
The emperor and queen fell asleep together, but no one fell asleep.
After not knowing how many times he turned around, Emperor Jingming simply got up and went to the window.
The smoky cyan screens obscured the scenery outside.
Emperor Jingming stretched out his hand to open the window, and the biting cold wind came in instantly.
There was a soft footstep behind him, and an overcoat was added on his body immediately.
"Emperor, beware of colds."
Emperor Jingming turned his head and saw the queen with the loose hair bun standing beside him with worry in his eyes.
Emperor Jingming pointed out the window, in an inexplicable tone: "Queen, look, the snow has stopped."
The queen looked out.
It was late at night, but strings of red lanterns were hung on the promenade outside. At this moment, the orange light from those lanterns melted into one piece, illuminating the courtyard outside the window very brightly.
The snow really stopped, and the corners of the yard and the eaves were piled with snow, white and dazzling.
The queen nodded slightly and said softly: "Yes, the snow has stopped, and we can go back to the palace tomorrow."
Emperor Jingming was silent for a moment and laughed at himself: "Every time I came to Cuiluoshan to worship the sky, I secretly looked forward to staying outside for a night. I thought it was novel and interesting. But I really have this opportunity, but I hope to hurry. Go back to the palace..."
"The emperor, no one would have thought that such a thing would happen—"
Emperor Jingming waved his hand to stop the empress’s consolation, and said with a wry smile: "That said, how could the crown prince and concubine Yang be in the palace—"
The queen moved her lips, did not refute, but sighed in her heart.
When the prince did such a violation of morals, the emperor actually felt that it was the reason for providing the prince with a chance, and he did not think that a thing that was sloppy from the bone would get into trouble sooner or later.
It seems that the emperor has not completely despaired of the prince.
With this knowledge, the queen was more cautious when speaking.
The emperor was boring, and reached out and closed the window: "Queen, go and rest."
In the Yuhe Garden of King Yan's Mansion, Jiang Si woke up in a daze.
Hearing the movement, Aman asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, do you drink water?"
Jiang Si sat up: "Bring me a glass of warm water."
Aman quickly brought a glass of warm water over.
Jiang Si took two sips from the water glass, and walked to the window as she stayed with her shoes.
"Has the snow stopped?"
In the winter night, she dared not open the window at will when she was pregnant, only staring at the hazy outside through the window screen.
"Stop it." Although Aman wondered why the master was paying special attention to weather changes today, the master's command would not be carried out.
Whether the snow stopped or not, she deliberately checked before lying down.
Jiang Si smiled faintly: "Just stop, and people should come back."
Aman is a good inquirer, and he immediately smiled after hearing the words: "Yes, the maidservant heard that today the emperor led a hundred officials to the outskirts of the city to worship the sky, because the wind and snow stayed outside, and the snow will stop and you will be able to return tomorrow."
Jiang Si looked out the window and muttered: "I mean A Jin should go back."
Aman didn't hear clearly for a while, and hurriedly asked, "Master, what are you talking about?"
Jiang Si took a look back at her and smiled: "I didn't say anything, go and rest. Tomorrow morning remember to order the kitchen to make steamed meat."
Cut the fat and lean pork into uniform chunks, simmer in water and seasonings, then slice them on the dried beans, smear them with salt, sugar, etc. Garlic is also essential. Put it in a basket and steam it. A big bowl of steamed meat is ready.
In this winter, eating crispy steamed meat with capers soaked in meaty flavor is simply super delicious.
Aman couldn't help swallowing when he thought about it, and suggested: "The maidservant thinks it will be more delicious to put some fermented bean curd and steam it in a basket."
Jiang seemed to laugh.
Yu Qi likes to eat steamed meat, but after the steamed meat is cold, it is full of fat and can not be eaten. In winter, it must be eaten while it is hot. He stayed in the clan's mansion for a few days, and he didn't have this dish when he delivered the meal, so he couldn't eat it naturally.
Aman seriously discussed with her how to make steamed meat to make it more delicious, which made Jiang seem very happy.
She is rare for Aman to be so simple and live the present day with a sense of taste.
"Then spread a bowl of fermented bean curd, and a bowl of garlic paste, wait for tomorrow to taste which one is better."
Ah Man responded happily, and helped Jiang Si on the bed, looking forward to tomorrow.
In the clan residence, Yu Jin stared at the roof and couldn't sleep either.
I haven't seen Ah Si for several days.
If I knew I should endure it, I wouldn't be separated from Asi.
Yu Jin turned over and turned over again, turning over on the bed like pancakes.
The guardian couldn't help but probe the probe.
Yu Jin flew over with an eye knife and waved at the small official.
The little official came forward: "What is the order of the prince? Do you want to drink water?"
Yu Jin sat up and said lazily: "What kind of water to drink on a cold day, I want to eat steamed meat."
The little official was dumbfounded.
Did he get it wrong?
"You heard that right, this king wants to eat steamed meat."
The little official shook his face: "Master, there is nowhere for the little man to make you steamed meat right now."
"Can't get it?"
The little official nodded sharply: "I can't get it."
"Can't get steamed meat?"
The little official almost knelt down: "The prince, the ancestral mansion is not a restaurant, let alone in the middle of the night, even in the daytime, you don't want to make steamed meat."
Actually, this master was in jail, he thought he was in the palace.
Yu Jin sighed long, and said in a daze: "It's really not as comfortable as the palace here. It's better to go out earlier."
The little official twitched his mouth, a bit contemptuous in his heart.
Thought that the clan mansion came out as soon as he came up with it? The emperor’s relatives and relatives are held here, so don’t even think about going out without the emperor’s order.
King Yan beat the prince, with his experience at least half a year.
"Go get paper and pen."
"You want to write a letter?" The little official guessed.
Yu Jinsui glanced at him and said impatiently: "What letter to write, I will draw a bowl of steamed meat and see."
Xiaoli: "..." He is sure that people like King Yan will be imprisoned for at least one year, and if he can't be imprisoned, he will be silent!
Yu Jin sighed deeply in his heart.
I want to eat steamed meat, and I miss it even more. I even miss Erniu's dog face a bit.
The sun came out early the next day, and as it rose higher, it melted the thin snow on the ground.
"The emperor, I'm driving back to the palace." Pan Hai, who didn't close his eyes much all night, asked for instructions.
Emperor Jingming got up and flicked his sleeves: "Go back to the palace!"
"Get up and drive--" The loud singing disturbed the cleanliness of Cuiluoshan, and soon a long queue slowly descended along the mountain road.
The snow melted, and the ground was still a bit slippery. The team finally returned to the imperial city in a lot longer than the previous time.
Looking at the familiar golden tile and red wall, Emperor Jing Ming sighed slightly.
Finally came back, it's time to settle the account.