Looking at Xu Wei who recovered, Zhu Yijun could basically conclude that this old man should have intermittent mental illness. When he was not stimulated and started to get sick, he was like a normal person, but when he started, he was really mentally ill.

The reason for the depression and resentment in my heart is also the consequence of the shattered idealism in my heart.

"I've been chatting all morning. I'm hungry. Let's go to have a meal!" Seeing that Xu Wei was normal, Zhu Yijun said directly: "What do you want to eat? Tell me, I'll let them prepare? Let's have a few drinks for our monarch and minister."

After this morning's venting, Zhu Yijun believed that Xu Wei could be much better and the probability of getting an illness would decrease.

However, Zhu Yijun also knew that this disease might not be so easy to cure. Thinking of this, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but sigh, it was a pity!

"I am from Shanyin. I have been in the capital for so long. It is not easy to eat a meal of my hometown. Is there a chef here who can make my hometown dishes?" Xu Wenchang was not polite at all. After talking to Zhu Yijun, he made him feel more calm and calm.

It seems to be a bit extraordinary.

Zhu Yijun felt that he had a good time with Xu Wen. It was not easy to meet such a person in this era, let alone this person is so talented. After a smile, Zhu Yijun said to Xu Wen long: "Have you heard of West Lake vinegar fish?"

"Of course!" Xu Wei's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "Your Majesty, can anyone make West Lake vinegar fish?"

Zhu Yijun laughed: "Someone can do it. In my small kitchen, there are cooks from all over the world, and there are also people who can cook Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine. I don't know what authentic Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine tastes. Today you are here. Try it. If it is not authentic, I will give him to you!"

Xu Wei also smiled: "I don't want the grass people. I can't afford to raise the grass people. It's hard for the grass people to raise it now."

Looking at Xu Wei's funny look, Zhu Yijun smiled even happier. This old man was really interesting. Xu Wenchang was the first person he found to be interesting for so many years in the Ming Dynasty, although he was just a little old man.

"Caomin tells His Majesty the origin of this West Lake vinegar fish!" Xu Wei seemed very interested in eating. As soon as he ordered to cook, he shifted the topic to eating fish, looking excited.

Zhu Yijun also smiled and said, "Okay!"

Xu Wei smiled and told Zhu Yijun about the origin of West Lake vinegar fish. What Zhu Yijun did not expect was that a dish ended up with the emperor, and the one related to this dish was Zhao Gou, the Emperor Gaozong of Song.

Song Wusao was a famous folk female chef in the Southern Song Dynasty. Emperor Gaozong Zhao Gou once tasted his fish soup and praised him. He became famous and regarded as the "master" of sashimi fish soup. From then on, Song Sao fish soup became famous. Later, he was treated by famous hands and became two famous dishes: West Lake vinegar fish and Song Sao fish soup.

Zhu Yijun didn't feel anything at first, but after hearing it, he felt something.

"Do you want to talk to me about Zhao Gou?" Zhu Yijun looked at Xu Wenchang and said with some fun.

Xu Wenchang is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and must have been to Hangzhou. Now he mentions Zhao Gou again. I am afraid that he will talk about Yue Fei? He doesn’t want to compare Hu Zongxian to Yue Fei, right? Hu Zongxian died in a frustration and died miserably, but he is not as good as Yue Fei, right?

Emperor Jiajing is not very good, but he is better than Zhao Gou, right?

It seemed that Zhu Yijun saw it, and Xu Wenchang said a little embarrassedly: "The Caomin has lost his words!"

Xu Wenchang's words were sincere, but the advice of the king seemed to have penetrated into his heart. When he said that when he said the West Lake vinegar fish, he thought of Zhao Gou, and when he thought of Zhao Gou, he wanted to advise him. The process was natural and smooth.

Thinking of the young emperor beside him, Xu Wenchang regretted it again. How could he compare His Majesty to Zhao Gou?

Zhu Yijun looked at Xu Wenchang's embarrassing look and immediately laughed loudly, very happy. After a while, he said, "Does literati have the idea of ​​persuading the monarch? I think it is a good thing to persuade the monarch?"

Xu Wen sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I wish you a blessing, this is the dream of every scholar!"

Nodding, Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "Okay, let's have a meal first, and then talk about your dream of "To the Lord Yao and Shun".

There were eight dishes, each of which looked both colorful, fragrant and delicious. Zhang Jing asked someone to prepare a jar of Shaoxing Daughter Red. Looking at the mud seal on it and the age of the jar, the jar of wine was obviously quite long.

"Mr. Xu, His Majesty has four dishes per meal. Today, the number of guests has increased to eight."

Zhang Jing spoke to Xu Wei and explained: "This jar of Shaoxing daughter Hong is from tribute. It has been aged for thirty years. Our family has long heard of Shaoxing old wine. The older it gets, the more fragrant it becomes. This jar of daughter Hong is His Majesty's treasure."

Zhu Yijun laughed and scolded Zhang Jing: "You are just talking too much, just stand there!"

Zhang Jing smiled and retreated aside, waved his hand, and signaled that the other eunuchs and palace maids would also retreat.

Xu Wei was naturally familiar with his daughter Hong. He ignored Zhang Jing's words and took the jar over, reached out to pat the mud seal, poured himself a bowl first, and then drank it in one gulp, with a comfortable expression on his face.

Zhu Yijun just smiled and looked at it. He knew that it was Xu Wei who tasted wine for him. Of course, the possibility of being greedy was even greater.

When Xu Wei drank three bowls in a row, Zhu Yijun couldn't help it and signaled Zhang Jing to pour a bowl for him.

Xu Wei was not polite either. He reached out and picked up the chopsticks and started eating. The first time he went straight to West Lake vinegar fish, picked it up and put it in his mouth, and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, it's great. This chef not only has authentic skills, but also has high cooking skills!"

Of course, the imperial chefs in the palace have good skills. They are the chefs in Zhu Yijun's kitchen.

Xu Wenchang was very happy to eat, drinking and eating, and he was very happy.

Zhu Yijun felt that he had adopted the traditional separate meal system and did not go to make a table with Xu Wenchang to show his closeness, otherwise he would not be able to steal him. Seeing this scene, Zhu Yijun didn't speak, lowered his head and started eating, and he was hungry.

After drinking and eating, Xu Wenchang said: "The Caomin has heard Wu Dui say about Your Majesty asking me to enter the palace!"

Zhu Yijun nodded: "What do you think?"

"Your Majesty wants Caomin to go to the Oirat. In fact, whether to go to the Oirat or not will have a great impact on this matter. The key is to rely on the attitude of the third lady." Xu Wenchang said lightly: "But as far as Caomin knows, the third lady is unwilling to marry Huang Taiji."

"Do you know all this?" Zhu Yijun looked at Xu Wenchang and asked hesitantly.

Xu Wen nodded long: "In fact, the third lady likes a lot in his own tribe, namely the Olachilagut tribe. The third lady is known as the most beautiful flower on the grassland."

"When she married her uncle Altan Khan, she had no choice but to do so. In fact, she didn't like this kind of forced marriage."

"Plus with Altan Khan's eldest son Huang Taiji, he looks really good!" When he said this, Xu Wenchang didn't say anything, but picked up the teacup and took a sip with a little embarrassed look.
Chapter completed!