Looking at the recovered Xu Wei, Zhu Yijun could basically conclude that this old man was suffering from intermittent mental illness.
When he wasn't stimulated, he was no different from a normal person. However, when he acted up, he was truly suffering from mental illness.
This was the result of feeling suffocated and indignant. This was also the result of having his idealism shattered.
"We've chatted for the entire morning. We're hungry. Let's go eat!" Zhu Yijun saw that Xu Wei had returned to normal and directly said, "What do you want to eat?
Tell me, and I'll let them prepare?
Let's have a few drinks. "
After venting his frustrations in the morning, Zhu Yijun believed that Xu Wei would feel much better. The probability of his illness acting up would probably decrease.
However, Zhu Yijun also knew that this illness wouldn't be so easily cured.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but sigh in his heart. What a pity!
"This official is from Shanyin. I've been in the capital for so long, and it's not easy to have a meal from my hometown. Does Your Majesty have a chef who knows how to make dishes from this official's hometown?"
Xu Wenchang didn't stand on ceremony at all. After chatting with Zhu Yijun for a while, he became even more calm and indifferent.
It seemed like he had some sort of extraordinary foreign object.
Zhu Yijun felt that it was quite good to interact with Xu Wenchang. It wasn't easy to meet such a person in this era. Moreover, this person was so talented.
Smiling, Zhu Yijun said to Xu Wenchang, "Have you heard of the West Lake Fish in Vinegar?"
"Of course!" Xu Wei's eyes lit up. He nodded repeatedly, "Does Your Majesty have someone who knows how to make West Lake Fish in Vinegar?"
Zhu Yijun smiled, "Someone knows how to. In my small kitchen, I have chefs from all over the country. There are also people who know how to make Zhejiang cuisine. I don't know what authentic Zhejiang cuisine tastes like. Since you're here today, have a taste. If it's not authentic, I'll give it to you!"
Xu Wei laughed as well. "This commoner doesn't want it. This commoner can't afford it. This commoner already has trouble raising himself."
Looking at Xu Wei's funny face, Zhu Yijun laughed even more happily. This old man was really interesting. Xu Wenchang was the first person he found interesting after coming to Daming for so many years, even though he was just a little old man.
"Let this commoner tell His Majesty about the origin of this West Lake Fish in Vinegar!"
Xu Wei seemed to be very interested in eating. As soon as he ordered them to cook, he changed the topic to eating fish with an excited look.
Zhu Yijun also said with a smile, "Sure!"
Xu Wei smiled as he told Zhu Yijun about the origin of the West Lake Fish in Vinegar. What Zhu Yijun didn't expect was that this dish would be given to the Emperor in the end, and that it was related to Emperor Gaozong of Song, Zhao Gou.
Song Wu's wife was a famous female cook in the Southern Song Dynasty. When Emperor Gaozong Zhao Gou went to West Lake on a dragon boat, he tasted her fish soup and praised it. Thus, he became famous and was known as the "ancestor" of the popular fish.
From then on, Song Wu's fish soup became famous in the world.
After that, it was made into two famous dishes, West Lake Fish in Vinegar and Song Wu's fish soup.
At first, Zhu Yijun didn't think much of it, but as he listened, he began to understand.
"You want to tell me about Zhao Gou?" Zhu Yijun looked at Xu Wenchang and said playfully.
Xu Wenchang was from Zhejiang, so he must have been to Hangzhou. Now that he mentioned Zhao Gou, he was probably going to talk about Yue Fei next.
Was he going to compare Hu Zongxian to Yue Fei?
Hu Zongxian died a miserable death, but it wasn't to the extent of Yue Fei, right?
The Jiajing Emperor wasn't much, but he was stronger than Zhao Gou, right?
As if Zhu Yijun saw through him, Xu Wenchang said awkwardly, "This commoner misspoke!"
Xu Wenchang's words were sincere, but it seemed that the urge to admonish the Emperor was deep in his bones. When he talked about West Lake Fish in Vinegar, he thought of Zhao Gou, and when he thought of Zhao Gou, he wanted to admonish the Emperor. The process was very smooth.
Thinking about the breadth of the young Emperor beside him, Xu Wenchang regretted it. How could he compare the Emperor to Zhao Gou!
Zhu Yijun looked at Xu Wenchang's embarrassed look and instantly laughed. It was a very loud and happy laugh. After a while, he said, "Don't all scholars have the thought of admonishing the Emperor?
Do they think that admonishing the Emperor is a good thing? "
Xu Wen sighed and said, "Your Majesty, admonishing the Emperor Rao Shun is the dream of every scholar!"
Nodding his head, Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "Alright, let's eat first, then we can talk about your dream of 'admonishing the Emperor Rao Shun'."
There were eight dishes, and each of them looked, smelled, and looked good. Zhang Jingrang specially asked someone to prepare a jar of Shaoxing Nu 'er Hong.
Looking at the mud seal on it and the age of the jar, it was obvious that this jar of wine had been around for a long time.
"Mister Xu, His Majesty has four dishes for every meal. Today, he has increased the number to eight."
Zhang Jing explained to Xu Wei, "This jar of Shaoxing's Red Daughter is a tribute. It has been aged for thirty years. I have long heard that the older the Shaoxing wine, the more fragrant it is. This jar of Red Daughter is His Majesty's treasure."
Zhu Yijun laughed and scolded Zhang Jing, "You talk too much, stand aside!"
Zhang Jing retreated to the side with a smile and waved his hand, gesturing for the other eunuchs and palace maids to leave as well.
Xu Wei was naturally no stranger to Red Daughter. Ignoring Zhang Jing's words, he took the jar of wine, opened the mud seal, poured himself a bowl, and drank it in one gulp. A satisfied expression appeared on his face.
Zhu Yijun only watched with a smile. He knew that this was Xu Wei's wine. Of course, it was more likely that he was craving it.
After Xu Wei drank three bowls in a row, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but ask Zhang Jing to pour a bowl for him.
Xu Wei didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up the chopsticks and started eating. His first bite was the West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce. He picked up a mouthful and put it in his mouth, nodding in satisfaction, "Good, very good. Not only is this chef's cooking authentic, his cooking skills are also excellent!"
The imperial chefs in the palace were, of course, good at cooking. They were the chefs in Zhu Yijun's small kitchen.
Xu Wenzhang ate to his heart's content. He drank wine and ate delightfully.
Zhu Yijun felt lucky that he had adopted the traditional system of eating separately instead of sharing a table with Xu Wenchang to show his closeness. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have been able to compete with Xu Wenchang.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Yijun didn't say anything. He also lowered his head and started eating. He was also hungry.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Xu Wenchang said, "This commoner has heard from Wu Dui that His Majesty wants me to enter the palace!"
Zhu Yijun nodded, "What do you think?"
"His Majesty wants this commoner to go to Wala. In fact, whether I go or not won't have much of an impact on this matter. The key is to see Sanniangzi's attitude."
Xu Wenchang said calmly, "But as far as this commoner knows, Sanniangzi isn't willing to marry Hwang Tae-gil."
"You even know this?" Zhu Yijun looked at Xu Wenchang and asked hesitantly.
Xu Wenchang nodded, "In fact, Sanniangzi has many admirers in her own tribe, which is the Wala Qiraqila Gute tribe. Sanniangzi is known as the most beautiful flower on the grasslands."
"Back then, she had no choice but to marry her uncle, Anda Han. In fact, she doesn't like this kind of forced marriage."
"Moreover, Anda Han's eldest son, Hwang Tae-gil, is really good-looking!" Xu Wenchang didn't continue. He picked up his teacup awkwardly and took a sip.