The group of people followed eagerly, and after a while, they arrived at the courtyard.
Chopping firewood, making fire, fetching water, and kneading dough were all very busy.
"Sect Master, you eat first!"
Although the group of people were dressed like beggars, the first basket of steamed buns was still dedicated to Zhu Yixi.
The steamed buns are yellow-white in color, soft yet hard.
As the worshiper and nominal leader of King Heyang's branch, he was qualified to take the first bite.
"Okay!" Looking at Thirteen's dirty face, bright eyes, and looking at the beggar-like crowd with joy, Zhu Yixi couldn't help but take a bite.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot on on on, I that's that thing."
"Cry your ass off, Big Head."
A certain thin man couldn't help biting the steamed bun and cursed: "When tears fall on the steamed bun, it will be painful."
Zhu Datou lived up to his name, with a smile on his honest face, and he was busy eating: "Sweet, the steamed buns are so sweet!!"
"Big man, you should eat it too!"
The thin man also nodded, grabbed it with both hands and started to bite, eating from left to right.
"Botou and Datou are orphans and depend on each other for their lives."
Thirteen said with some pity: "I'm thirty, and I don't even have a mother-in-law."
"Pah!" Zhu Yixi laughed and hit him on the head, saying, "I'm sorry to say that, but you are also an orphan. You are poor and have no choice."
"Hehe!" Thirteen rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Don't we have a sect master? Without you, I would have starved to death long ago."
"It's good to know, hurry up and eat!"
Zhu Yixi waved his hands in a funny way and started to eat by himself. In front of others, he still wanted to show off, and did not gobble it up like Thirteen.
Eighteen people steamed half a bag of flour, which weighed about twenty kilograms. One kilogram of flour produced ten fist-sized steamed buns, about two hundred pieces.
After everyone devoured it, there were less than forty left.
In other words, nine steamed buns per person.
Looking at the ten-month-old bellies, Zhu Yixi was amazed: "You should eat less, and remember, don't drink water when you go back, otherwise your stomach will be full."
"Yes!" Everyone held their waists and looked satisfied.
"Sect Master, this is the fullest we have ever eaten in our lives." Zhu Datou said hurriedly, his face full of emotion.
"Sect Master, when will you eat next time?" Zhu, a thin man, came over and asked on tiptoes.
"Next time I have a chance!" Zhu Yixi waved her hand, ordinary people really couldn't feed these big-bellied men.
A few people laughed and didn't dare to ask again.
At this time, there were only a few people with families. They bent down, gritted their teeth, came over, and said with shame on their faces: "Sect Master, can you join us with a few steamed buns to give my mother-in-law and children some experience?"
Zhu Yixi let out a long sigh.
When did eating a steamed bun become the most anticipated thing for the clan?
Zhu Yuanzhang, had you ever thought about this situation back then?
"You five, each of you, take five back!"
“Thank you so much, sect master, thank you so much, sect master, may your long life be boundless!”
Several people hurriedly bent down, respectfully said blessings, and shed tears of gratitude.
At this time, he was as humble as an ant.
"Is Zhu Yixi still here?" At this moment, the dilapidated door suddenly creaked, and a man walked over arrogantly.
He looked about twenty-seven, wearing buckskin boots, a fine cotton jacket, a felt hat on his head, fair skin, and a look of disgust on his face.
It seemed that he had entered the yard, as if he had fallen into a mud pit.
Compared with the clan in the courtyard, he is like a natural nobleman.
In Zhu Yixi's mind, a memory suddenly appeared - the Qin Palace was greedy and despised Guanshi Feng.
"Manager Feng, what's the matter?"
Zhu Yixi cupped her hands without any panic, her attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.
"Eh-" Feng Youcai was stunned. It's strange how this boy has lost his usual ability to fawn over and is no longer afraid of himself.
"His Highness calls you over!" Feng Youcai softened his attitude and said disdainfully: "Tsk, tsk, this morning, you are famous in Xi'an!"
As he said that, he stopped looking at it, rolled up his sleeves, covered his nose, and walked on tiptoe. The mud on the ground made him extremely uncomfortable, for fear of contaminating a little bit of it.
A pair of deerskin boots can be worth dozens of taels of silver.
"Sect Master?" Thirteen shrank his neck and asked with concern on his face.
As a branch of the Qin vassal, the lord of the vassal is the King of Qin. Whether it is naming, inheriting titles, weddings and funerals, he is basically the one who makes the decision. He is equivalent to the patriarch and can be punished with a word.
The current King of Qin, Zhu Cunji, is still his nephew according to his seniority.
"It's okay!" Zhu Yixi shook her head, thinking about countermeasures: "Don't worry, it's okay. Just stay home."
When the rest of the clan heard King Qin's name, they all shrank and did not dare to raise their heads. Only Zhu Datou and Zhu Daguo came with their chests puffed out: "Sect Master, we will go with you!"
"No, you two stay and look after the food. Don't let anyone snatch it away."
Zhu Yixi did not panic at all, and calmly ordered: "Go and get two buckets of grain and exchange them for willow leaves, as much as you can exchange."
"Sect Master, the food is much more delicious than willow leaves." Zhu Datou shook his head and said seriously.
"Stupid, the sect wants Liuye, of course it has its uses and we just do it!" Big Zhu patted his head and said angrily.
"Hehe!" After touching his head, Zhu Datou giggled.
Thirteen is loyal, the big one is honest and honest, and the big one is smart.
There are only three available people in such a large clan.
Zhu Yixi looked at it with emotion in his heart.
Immediately, he crossed the threshold and headed towards Prince Qin's Mansion.
The Palace of the Princes of Qin in the Ming Dynasty was the seat of the Qin vassal, which was the "first vassal in the world" during the Ming Dynasty. It was located in the northeast corner of Xi'an City. Geng Bingwen, the Marquis of Changxing, was ordered to build the Palace of the Princes of Qin based on the former site of the Yushitai Office of Zhudaoxing in Shaanxi Province during the Yuan Dynasty. It cost nine Year.
The palace city is ten miles long, the walls are high and thick, the river is deep and wide, and the number of rooms exceeds nine hundred.
When walking there, it is no less impressive than the Forbidden City in later generations, but it is less solemn and more interesting.
After passing the Chengyun Hall and arriving at the garden area, Zhu Yixi breathed a sigh of relief.
The Chengyun Hall corresponds to the Fengtian Hall in Nanjing. It was the place where the King of Qin handled government affairs and was relatively serious.
The garden is a place for relaxation and leisure. Looking at it this way, it is natural to understand that King Qin does not blame him too much.
On both sides of the pond, begonias are red, pear blossoms are white, tender pistils are fragrant, and old cypresses are green. Among them, the "thousand cypresses" with thousands of branches and dense clusters are particularly lovely.
And just beside the pond, a thin figure was revealed. This was the young King of Qin Zhu Cunji, who was fishing.
Zhu Yixi stopped, the eunuch walked over and muttered a few words, and then he slowly approached, not even daring to express his anger.
Zhu Cunji wears a red round-collar robe with four dragons decorated on the chest, back and left and right shoulders, so it is also called "Gunlong robe".
Referring to the royal attire of Joseon, the prince, prince, and crown prince are all the same.
The clothes are loose and the hair is tied up with silk ribbons. The young King Qin is obviously in a good mood.
"Zhu Yixi sends his regards to His Highness!"
He bowed his hand and bowed. Although according to the truth, King Qin was his nephew, his status was there.
"Get up!"
King Qin waved his hand and turned his head, with a fair and young face and a smile in his eyes: "I heard that you gave Sun Chuanting a lot of embarrassment this morning and asked for money and food?"
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