Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

Chapter 661 Already famous

The imperial city stretches and stands, shrouded in moonlight, like a silver tiger dormant on the earth.

Boom, boom, boom.

The hinges moved and the door opened.

The world is vast and you can see it at a glance.

Eunuch Li withdrew three steps, shook off the fly whisk and bowed to guide him.

"Master Liang, please."

The dark doorway has no end in sight, and looks like a tiger opening its mouth.

Liang Qu was shocked and was about to step in when he suddenly caught sight of Eunuch Li and Lan Jicai moving towards the small door next to them.

"Mr. Lan, Eunuch Li, don't you want to come in?"

Eunuch Li stopped and looked back.

"Master Liang, there are five gates in the Meridian Gate. You are going through the main entrance of the Meridian Gate, and we cannot enter.

There are only four kinds of people in the world who can enter the main entrance of the Meridian Gate. One is the Holy Emperor; the other is the Holy Queen during the wedding ceremony; the third is the top three in the imperial examination and military examination during the passing ceremony.

Apart from this, all princes and nobles enter and exit the palace through the west door; civil and military officials of the third rank and above all enter and exit through the east side door; if they are not of the third rank, they should enter and exit through the left and right gates. "

"I am not in the top three in the imperial examination or the martial arts examination!"

Liang Qu was alert.

The story of leopard-headed Lin Chong who mistakenly entered the White Tiger Hall with a knife has been heard since childhood, but you can't lose your head in a daze!

"So you belong to the fourth category. In the past, Master Longxiang Martial Saint and Grandmaster Bai also passed through this door." Eunuch Li pointed upwards calmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Liang, the Holy Emperor's special message, you can enter with confidence and boldness, Otherwise, the soldiers would not dare to open the door for you without any reason."

Liang Qu raised his head.

The soldiers on both sides of the city tower are solemn and wearing tiger armor shawls. They are all powerful and powerful, and they clearly have the ability to hunt tigers!

Hunting tigers look at the gate...

It really feels like ascending to become a heavenly soldier.

Fortunately, I was ranked first.

Liang Qu stepped into the door.

This situation made countless people look in their eyes, shocked in their hearts, and rushed to report to their masters.

If it was just a guess before, you will be convinced when you enter the main entrance of the Meridian Gate tonight!

Incredible.

Wolf smoke enters the hunt for tigers, a new record!

There may be another strange person in the world!

…

Eunuch Li and Lan Jicai passed through Yemen, quickly joined together, led Liang Qu and continued forward.

The steps move, the eyes scan.

It’s the first time I’ve entered the palace, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious.

Unable to avoid looking too rudely, Liang Qu moved his eyes and observed silently with his peripheral vision.

big!

Very big!

It is so magnificent that it cannot be recognized.

Palaces, courtyards, and buildings are often tens or tens of feet tall, and their overhanging eaves are enough to block the moonlight.

The shadow of the candle flickered red, and the layers of gorgeousness unfolded, just like a thousand-petal golden flower blooming layer by layer.

Really magnificent.

Next is warmth.

Outside the Imperial City, the wind is biting, the river is frozen, and ice hangs from the eaves of every house. Inside the Imperial City, it is just like spring, and the breath is not as dry as the outside. The water vapor is moist and abundant, exuding the fragrance of flowers.

Comfortable.

Liang Qu took a deep breath, and while feeling refreshed, he concentrated on suppressing Zeding to avoid receiving any treasure by mistake.

On the way, I passed through countless maze-like paths and passed through several high and low gates whose names I cannot remember.

Until somewhere at the entrance of a garden, the older eunuch led several younger eunuchs to wait.

Eunuch Li greeted: "General Manager."

"Mr. Lan, have you ever found out?"

"If you don't understand that I am sorry for eating the king's salary and being loyal to the king, how can I dare to sit on the altar?"

Lan Jicai presented a thick stack of documents.

It contains greetings from officials at all levels in Pingyang Mansion, as well as a summary of recent situations. Of course, the most important thing is still Liang Qu's household registration information, date of birth, plus a shiny yellow talisman with the birth date written on it.

Documents are forwarded to the kindergarten.

A few moments.

The little eunuch went out and whispered.

The manager turned sideways and gave way: "Master Liang, please."

Step onto the fragrant lawn.

Liang Qu originally thought he would see a long square table filled with all kinds of delicacies, everything...

The tips of the grass swayed slightly.

The copper stove was boiling gurglingly, spicy red oil was rolling, the young eunuch used a fire hook to poke the charcoal fire, and thin sparks floated up.

There is actually a hot pot on the square table!

There was a person sitting alone in the whole small garden, putting food into the pot.

Wangzhi is over forty years old, wearing a green robe with broad belt, a long feather-woven coat over his head, and a Tianhuang stone pendant tied around his waist.

There is no doubt that the person in front of me is the person in charge of the entire Dashun and has the highest power!

"Your Majesty, Mr. Liang and Mr. Lan are here."

"His Majesty."

Mr. Lan bowed and saluted.

Liang Qu followed closely: "Your Majesty."

"There is no need to be formal at the private banquet." The Holy Emperor waved his sleeves, "I have been waiting for you for two hours, and I am already hungry. If you come, please give me a seat."

The steward brought the chairs.

Two sheets are arranged on the left and right.

Liang Qu felt nervous and was hesitating which one to go to. Lan Jicai had already sat down opposite him and stretched out his chopsticks to scoop out the meat and dipping sauce.

"Lan Qing is still the same as before, and his character has not changed."

"Your Majesty, what you said is that you asked me to come here just to give this boy a good look? Or for no reason, it will be my turn to eat at the table? This is a difficult task, I must hurry up and get it back."

The Holy Emperor smiled and looked at Liang Qu: "You see, you can do whatever Lan Qing does. Don't say that you didn't eat enough when you went to the palace for the banquet."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

With Lan Jicai in front of him, Liang Qu's pressure was greatly reduced. He was a little less nervous and a little more expectant. He sat respectfully on the left side and followed Mr. Lan while picking up the food with chopsticks.

After sitting on the altar for several days without any water, he was really hungry.

Cut out a piece of fish fillet that is blanched and curled.

【Mizusawa Essence +107】

Um?

His eyes brightened slightly, and he picked up two chopsticks.

"Are the Liang Qing family familiar with the copper pot on the table?"

Liang Qu looked away from the fish fillet without waiting for a word to reply.

The Holy Emperor lifted the plate and plucked the entire plate of mutton with his own hands.

"Two years ago, the third son of the Hou family of Ji'an spent five thousand taels of silver to buy a hot pot recipe and sent it to the capital. Instead of making shabu-shabu, he called it hot pot. He didn't enter Jinxiu Garden. Just based on this, he opened several other restaurants. A restaurant.

The business was booming and overcrowded, but within two days of making money, the next door neighbor An Taihou learned from it and even improved it. It tasted better than the original and took away most of the business.

At this point, a spicy whirlwind blew through the entire capital. A small part of the original antique soup was converted into a hot pot shop, each with its own unique flavor. When the weather got cold, the capital was filled with the smell of spices.

The Marquis of Ji'an was dissatisfied and ran into the palace and clamored for justice. He said it was plagiarism. I ignored him, but I was really curious about what kind of delicious food could make people linger so much. "

Marquis of Ji'an.

Xiang Fangsu's father.

The catering business is really not easy to do.

Liang Qu clicked his tongue and saw the Holy Emperor pause, and immediately answered: "What do you think of hot pot, Your Majesty?"

"generally."

"Well..."

Why is this topic so boring?

"At first, I couldn't adapt to this spicy and spicy taste. I thought it was indecent. I sweated from the corners of my forehead while eating. I couldn't resist the Queen's love for it. She always had to set up a small pot when the weather was cold. Slowly, I gradually adapted to it and realized the wonderfulness of it. "

"What's so great about it?"

Lan Jicai praised it.

“As long as you like it, you can come in and have it boiled, scalded, and cooked, whether it’s delicacies from mountains and seas, or grasses and flowers.

You carry my fragrance, and I carry your taste. They seem to be completely natural, each with its own characteristics and clear boundaries.

Especially the liveliness of the family sitting around, eating a few bites, sweating, stripping off clothes, losing the restraints of etiquette, and opening up.

I believe that there is no food in the world that can inspire people to talk better than sharing a hot pot together. "

Lan Jicai heard something wrong.

After all, it's just a shabu-shabu, is it worth the Holy Emperor saying so much?

He thought for a moment and looked up in surprise.

"Did you create the hot pot?"

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Without His Majesty's expedition to the north and east, and the introduction of many exotic spices, how could this boy have the conditions to create delicious food?"

"Hahaha!" The Holy Emperor laughed calmly and happily, "Pinyin, hot pot, anchor, croaker... Liang Qing's family is in Pingyang, and the commotion they caused actually arrived in the capital long ago and entered the palace."

"Shark rice? What shark rice?"

Lan Jicai was puzzled. He knew the first three things. What was the relationship between Qian Xiao and Liang Qu?

The Holy Emperor said nothing.

The steward waved.

The maids held trays in their hands and lined up in a long line to enter the garden one by one.

The folded skirts are all slit to the knees, and the corners of the skirts sway when walking, and the silk silk is exposed and shiny.

Lan Jicai glanced at it and almost choked on the meat slices.

Liang Qu was originally enjoying the meal, but saw this situation and was greatly embarrassed.