Eight kings, this title is very good.

Zhao Yuanyan, the eighth son of Emperor Taizong.

“…… Emperor Taizong favored him the most, if it weren't for Emperor Taizong who went when he was a minor, then I don't know who the throne would be! ”

Zhao Zhongjun said that there was no taboo in the royal secrets, and Yang Mo on the side had coughed many times to no avail.

Shen An said with some confusion: "Don't say these things, I can find out." ”

Zhao Yuanyan, known as the Eight Kings by the folks, and this name can stop children crying at night, which shows his majesty back then.

But Zhao Zhongliang didn't hear it, and continued: "After he went, it was Yunliang, Yunliang knew that his family was jealous and disgusted by the officials, so he pretended to be crazy and stupid every day, slept during the day, and had fun at night...... This man is a madman. ”

"It's just a habit."

It's not uncommon to have your body clock upside down, but it's just out of place in this day and age.

As for the many rumors of the Eight Kings, and even the gossip about the past life of the tanuki for the prince, Shen An felt that it was a little unreliable.

It's just that Zhao Yunliang suddenly started stir-frying, no matter how you look at it, it's a little out of tune!

The dignified county king's mansion, even if it is a little suspicious, but life is not bad.

So Zhao Yunliang ate too much?

"He likes to set up wine and feasts, and he likes good food."

Zhao Zhongjun solved the mystery, and Shen An asked, "Then why didn't he go and get a cook to go home?" ”

"He never behaves by the rules."

Zhao Zhongjun ran in one breath and continued to speak, so he was a little gasped.

Shen An asked someone to get him boiling water, but Zhao Zhongjun only said that he wanted tea.

"Smack!"

Shen An habitually slapped him again, and Yang Mo's face on the side wrinkled into chrysanthemums.

"That Mao Da should have gained a lot of benefits, which shows that your cousin is still a little measured in his work, otherwise Bao Zheng would definitely have gone crazy just now."

Zhao Zhongjun said with some concern: "I, Weng Weng, said that this is just a trivial matter, just a joke. ”

"It's a trifle."

Shen An didn't think this was a big deal: "It has no impact on the vendors in the Zhouqiao Night Market, and it has no impact on Fan Lou, but they are impatient...... Also, that county king is not a fool, he went to stir-fry for some reason, do you think it's for himself? ”

Zhao Zhongjun thought about it carefully, and Guoguo ran over from behind and shouted, "Brother, brother......"

"What for?"

Shen An turned around, and saw Guoguo said happily: "Huahua has caught mice!" ”

And in her hands, a dead little mouse still has its eyes open.

The farts came to show their merits.

This is a dog meddling with a mouse!

Shen An said angrily: "Find hot water, no, bring the wine." ”

Guoguo was frightened, Shen Anxin regretted it, so he squeezed out a smile and said: "The mouse is very dirty, and it is sick, and my brother is afraid that Guoguo will be sick." ”

Looking back, Shen An said angrily: "Everyone wants to get benefits from Lao Tzu, but Lao Tzu makes them unable to get anything!" ”

……

Zhao Zhongjun went home with a smoke, and then found his grandfather.

"Weng Weng, Weng Weng."

Zhao Yunrang was napping, and when he heard this voice, he opened his eyes and said, "What is Zhong Gong doing in a panic?" ”

Zhao Zhongjun ran in, saluted and said, "Weng Weng, Shen An said to let our family have a cook......

Zhao Yun let out a sigh, and then drooped his eyelids and said, "Then let's go." ”

Zhao Zhongjun ran away after getting permission.

Zhao Yunrang watched his grandson's figure disappear outside, so he coughed dryly and said, "Then Shen An still knows some friendship, so let it go." ”

The servant behind him whispered, "Yes." ”

Zhao Yunrang began to nap again.

The spring breeze gradually warmed up, blowing his gray hair.

"Zhao Yunliang and his father's general problems like to be angry, but they have to pretend to be indifferent to fame and fortune. However, there are not many people who can see through his intentions this time, so Shen An ...... Leave it alone for the time being, and take a look. ”

"Yes."

……

The spring breeze warms up, and Shen An has an extra cook at home.

The cook was often beaten and scolded by Shen An, but his progress was rapid.

Cho comes every day and tastes the cook's cooking.

Zhao Yunliang's place is still reversed day and night.

The ten merchants in Fan Lou still count the money every day until their hands cramp.

"How's it going?"

Every day, the merchants come to an intimate place and watch a few cooks chopping or stir-frying.

"It's outstanding, those in the palace can't compare to them."

"That's it!"

The merchants looked at each other and said: "You should also know about this, so don't fight for any order, as long as the palace is our person in charge of cooking, who can shake our status in the future?" ”

Another person said: "This Fan Lou is the most luxurious place in Bianliang, but it is not our place after all, this time send the cook in, and we will be safe in the future." ”

Everyone was overjoyed, and Chen Bin said: "Fan Lou is just a trivial matter, and the people behind you probably want to use this to show the official family." ”

A merchant said with a dry smile: "In short, it's a good thing to kill two birds with one stone, and the county king grabbed a hawker over there...... We can't afford to fall behind! ”

Everyone echoed for a while, and then someone went to inquire about the news.

The news that came later was a headache.

"The cook over there is already out."

"Hurry up, he's just a hawker over there, how can the fried dishes compare to ours, hurry up."

This matter had already been told to the emperor, so everyone hurried outside the palace.

The three cooks stood there with their heads held high, as if they were about to go on an expedition.

Outside the left door, a group of merchants were waiting. And on the opposite side is the steward of the county king's mansion.

When footsteps came from inside, they all bowed their heads slightly to show respect.

The footsteps were a little messy, and the merchants buried their heads lower.

The emperor has no son, what will happen in the future?

Everyone is speculating and not wanting to let go of any opportunity.

And it's no secret that the official family likes food, so it's a matter of what they like.

"Why did you get out?"

The steward of the county palace on the opposite side asked in surprise.

When the merchants looked up, they saw a man standing in front of the steward with his head down, and said in frustration: "There is a cook in the palace who stir-fries vegetables, and the officials like the stir-fried dishes very much." ”

Grass!

The merchants were also dumbfounded.

Someone said, "We're well-trained cooks!" Dare to say that it is the best in Bianliang City, no one can compare. ”

The waiter who sent the cook out said with a smile: "The cook of Fan Lou is naturally the best ......."

The merchants breathed a sigh of relief and felt that there was a lot to be done.

The chamberlain continued: "It's just that the one in the palace is better. ”

"Impossible!"

A merchant gaffe said: "There are stir-fried vegetables in Fanlou in Bianliang City, and those hawkers are just petty fights, how can they be compared with our cooks?" ”

The waiter glanced at them and said with a smile: "It's true, but you didn't make the stir-fry, right?" ”

He bowed his hand casually, turned around and entered the palace.

A group of merchants looked at each other, and then their faces were like ashes.

"We actually forgot about Shen An......"