She felt uncomfortable, so she shrank and gently put down his hands, stood up again and stepped aside, smiling and saying: "Cousin, come, sit down!"
"Cousin, you haven't told me what strange things you have done in Liaoyang these years!"
"Seeing that it was getting late, my brother started talking. While talking, how about I cook some roasted meat for him?"
He smiled naively and said: "Okay, I'm going to talk to you about your burning meat, but what's the point of having meat but no wine!"
"You and the lonely king have had two glasses of wine to warm your stomach in this winter."
She stood up gently and nodded.
"Come here! Prepare some things for roasting meat, and then go get the Du Kang who is hiding in Gu Na."
After hearing this, the waiting people outside bowed their heads outside the screen. After a while, several people came to the two crescent tables. On one table was a soju stove, and on the other table were two plates of red meat and meat. condiments, and the rack for roasting meat is placed on the ground.
She rolled up her sleeves, gently dipped the sliced beef evenly into the soup and sauce, then held it with iron tongs and placed it on the stove to bake, fanning it gently while baking. Come.
She raised her head and glanced at him to see what he was thinking about, and then said: "My flesh is starting to burn, but my brother didn't even tell a story."
"What do you want to hear?" He was brought back from his thoughts and sat on the small ridge beside her again.
"How about telling me what I don't know? Tell me about Sister-in-law Ling and Sister-in-law Zhang. How did my brother accept them?"
He took a pair of chopsticks to turn over the roasted meat on the stove, then warmed his hands on the fire and said, "This is a long story!"
"Then let's make the story short!"
He looked at her rosy cheeks through the hot flames, feeling a little embarrassed, and spoke in a very heavy tone: "Pu San Zhongyi, you have seen him before. He is the nephew of the lonely king's grandmother. According to his name, Due to his seniority, the lonely king still has to respect him and so on."
"When I was young, I saw my brother when he was shooting archery, but I didn't know his relationship with my brother."
"Yes, due to the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers, the lonely king will naturally not say anything."
"Yeah! Yes," she nodded as she placed another piece of meat on the grill.
"Then, that year, the Khitans uprising in Liaoyang, His Majesty sent the solitary king to suppress it. He was stationed in Liaoyang Mansion, and he was among those who came with him."
Qingya listened quietly, picked up the roasted meat, placed it on a small porcelain plate, added some dipping sauce aside, and handed it to Wanyanyong.
He took the hot meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth while chewing: "Once he was hosting a banquet for local officials, he said that he had a little sister who had not yet left the government at the age of eighteen, and he wanted to marry her to the lonely king. , In fact, the lonely king originally wanted to take the position of Madam from you first."
"But what can be done..."
"Sister-in-law Naihe Ling is so beautiful, my brother couldn't hold it back..." Qingya laughed after hearing his Naihe.
After hearing this, he raised his chopsticks and was about to hit her on the head. She smiled and shrank her head.
"This is just one of the reasons. The lonely king listened to the advice of the imperial concubine. She said that the Pusan family is one of the eight great golden families and is extremely noble. Pusan Zhongyi is also an official in the imperial court. If they can get married, It will definitely be beneficial without any harm.”
"So, the lonely king accepted her into the palace. It may have been the year before last. She seemed to be only eighteen at the time. After entering the palace, she became pregnant with a boy in the autumn of the year. The lonely king then asked to be named his wife and named Liangguo. , However, there... he died in less than three months!"
After saying that, he felt a little disappointed, and slowly finished chewing the remaining roasted meat, and was going to put a piece on the grill.
"That's not yet cooked!"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" He had already put the half-cooked meat on a small plate.
"Put it back. You'll get upset if you eat it. Hurry up!" She insisted on putting the meat back and roasting it on the stove. After roasting it for a long time, when it was fully cooked, she picked it up, blew on it and put it on the stove again. On the porcelain plate next to him.
"Be careful about getting burned!"
He saw this little gesture, and every move she made was very similar to the way his mother cooked meat for him. She was always afraid that he would burn it, so she had to cool it down before giving it to him.
Wanyanyong suddenly took a bite of the roasted meat, his mouth gradually choked, and a touch of red gradually appeared in his eyes.
She watched him eat it, then poured another cup of hot wine and handed it to him: "Sister-in-law is still thoughtful and thoughtful about everything."
He drank the wine and said, "Yes! The imperial concubine is extremely intelligent and far-sighted!"
"Madam Ling, you are also a pitiful person!"
"I won't mention the past anymore. It was the lonely king who failed to take good care of her, so Xiang Ling had to bear the pain of losing her son," he said and drank the wine in one gulp.
"What about Sister-in-law Zhang? I remember hearing from my sister that Sister-in-law Zhang was going to enter the palace draft!"
"Yes, Qinli was preparing to enter the palace draft. As the solitary king of the show girls of that year knows, there is a cousin from the second aunt's family, who is your majesty's concubine, you know. There is also your eldest sister-in-law Jiagu Concubine, Qinli is not in good health and fell ill at the time. The Queen thought that she was not feeling well, so she pardoned her and exempted her from the draft."
He handed the empty cup to Qingya and signaled that he wanted to fill it again.
"Want to drink?"
He nodded, and Qingya quickly poured him a drink.
"Later, by chance, she went to Gao's family in Liaoyang to visit her aunt after giving birth. Her sister was also there at the time. She saw that she was gentle and virtuous, so she persuaded the lonely king to accept her into the family."
"Actually, the lonely king even had a quarrel with his sister at that time, because the lonely king wanted to leave this seat to you. There are only two royal wives, and the others are low-level ladies, children and wives. Think about it again If you add the title of Madam, you will be in trouble."
After hearing this, she selected a few pieces of good quality meat and placed them on the plate next to him, and listened to him quietly.
"Later, the lonely king thought about it. His father died young, and his sister had to bear the pressure to support the eldest son and his second sister. It was already hard work.
"Later, she was forced to remarry. She had no choice but to choose to become a nun and stay with the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng all day long. The lonely king is already an adult. If he breaks her heart again, it will be extremely unfilial and unworthy of his deceased father."
As he spoke, his tone became heavier. He quietly squeezed the cup and stared at the charcoal fire.
"So, the lonely king listened to his sister's words and accepted her. She entered the mansion before Xiang Ling. It seems that it was the first winter in Liaoyang mansion. In the first year after she entered the mansion, she gave birth to the eldest son of the lonely king, Yunzhong. The lonely king went up to the court and named her his wife, and his country name was Xu."
After hearing this, Qing Ya simply picked up the remaining pieces of meat on the plate and put them on the stove. Then she filled a cup with hot wine and sat on the small pillar, drinking while turning over the roasted meat.
"Actually, the lonely king knows that the imperial concubine and the elder sister are both good for the lonely king, but sometimes when I think about it, the lonely king doesn't want to be so complicated. The lonely king just wants to accept the imperial concubine, and then accept you. Just get by.”
"You and the imperial concubine have been by my side since childhood, and they are the people who understand my heart best. She accompanied the lonely king through those days without warmth, but you have brought countless benefits to the lonely king. of laughter.”
"You two are the people I want to marry in my life. The other one is the one I can live without."
He gently blew the roasted meat, held it with chopsticks and brought it to her lips, saying: "I've already eaten it all, you should take a bite too! Try your own cooking skills!"
"I'm not hungry!"
"Come on, the lonely king will feed you himself!"
Seeing this, she picked up the meat with her chopsticks, ate in small bites, and drank some wine from time to time.
"Actually, when I think about it, the lonely king has lived a life of his own for more than twenty years. My father doted on Concubine Pucha while he was still alive. My sister is more stubborn and unwilling to accept everything. She swallows her anger, which is why the Pucha family is afraid of her. "
"The Pucha family has no children, so they will be jealous of the two people in the palace who have children. One is the elder sister, and the other is a child named Gao."
"Dad has been at the expedition station all year round. The Pucha family took advantage of the emptiness in the palace and often beat and scolded King Yu. Either she disliked King Yu for practicing swordsmanship and quarreling with her, or she said that Hui Wan Garden was too expensive, and my sister was a little embarrassed. If you talk back to her, she will beat the solitary king until he bleeds."
"I've heard about these things!"
"Yes. Later, when he got used to being slapped by her, the lonely king became extremely frightened. So much so that every time he dreamed about it at night, he would be awakened by the sound of the slap."
He walked over to the table and poured a glass of wine on his own, walking unsteadily. Qingya looked carefully and saw that he was already blushing from drinking, so she went over to cover the wine in the stove.
"Ahem, I can't drink any more. This wine consumes a lot of energy! It's okay to have a small drink."
"The last drink, the last drink!" His eyelids couldn't hold their own.
Qingya pursed her lips and smiled: "No!"
"Obey! Come on, open it and fill it up for the lonely king."
She just looked at his naive expression, then opened the lid and poured him another glass. He ran back to his seat like a child and continued to drink wine and eat meat.
He shook his head gently: "But later, when my father passed away, Pucha remarried to his fourth uncle, and I was freed. In addition, I had made great military achievements in the past few years and was reused by His Majesty. He was given the title of king and nobility, so I was no longer afraid. "
"Yes! The suffering will pass. After thinking about it, I have to thank people like this. If it weren't for such an opponent, how could a person stand up and achieve success!"
She tucked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears and glanced out the bright window at the sky where the night was gradually falling.
"Yes, Qingya, you are right. So, take a look, if it weren't for Mingxuan's gentleness and thoughtfulness, and if it weren't for your laughter, the lonely king might have gone crazy long ago."
"Hey, I'm getting more and more confused. Why are you saying these unpleasant things? Brother, you are blessed and talented. You will be extremely valuable in the future!"
"You've heard this from your aunt too often! In fact, I think I'm human..." He said, gently lowering his rosy cheeks, and burped again.
"I control my own life?"
He sneered and replied drunkenly: "I know, Qingya, you understand me best."
"I've heard you read a lot, and I've become deeply influenced by your literary, Taoist, and military strategies!"
"It's good to be immersed in your ears and eyes!...It's immersed in your ears and eyes."
After three or four drinks like this, he became deeply drunk, his cheeks became rosy, his eyelids gradually drooped, and he felt like he was wearing the makeup of Maitreya Buddha. His naivety only made Qing Ya sneer, and she took a silk to wipe the sweat on his cheeks.
She murmured to herself: "Is this Dukang really that strong in alcohol?"
