Facing Zhao Heng's instructions, Chen Lin glanced at Liu E and agreed, winked at Zhao Zhen beside her, and went out.

Zhao Zhen smiled and said: "My dear, thank you very much, Father. This is a blessing from my dear!"

The New Year is approaching, and everyone hopes to hear some auspicious words. Zhao Heng looked at the word "Fu" in his son's hand and smiled and said: "You are really thoughtful, put it on the palace door to bring me some blessings!" After saying this, he said to the chamberlain.

Wave.

"Father still has mine!" Zhao Miaoyuan said with a pout.

"You little clever thing, my father is just waiting for you to speak. What kind of good thing is this?"

Zhao Heng walked up to his daughter, scratched her little nose and then asked curiously.

Zhao Miaoyuan smiled slightly and said: "This is a celebration cake prepared by my daughter for you. It celebrates that Song Dynasty is one year older, and also celebrates the 22nd year of my father's rule!"

His daughter's words suddenly brought back Zhao Heng's memories. In twenty-two years, he had experienced many ups and downs as the emperor of the Song Dynasty.

After thwarting the rebellion of Empress Mingde and Wang Jien, it took ten years to establish the Xianping rule. Unexpectedly, the Liao people invaded the border area in a large scale. Kou Laoxi proposed that the imperial commander personally conquer the country, which saved the country from the fate of being shattered.

After that...

When Zhao Heng thought of this, he sighed: "Hey, if a common man makes a mistake, his family will be destroyed, but if an emperor makes a mistake, he will regret it forever!"

Liu E on the side helped Zhao Heng sit down and said, "What's wrong with the official family?"

"Nothing, Miaoyuan, let me have a taste of your pastries."

When Zhao Miaoyuan opened the lid of the box, Zhao Zhen swallowed. This is a cream cake!

You must know that whipping cream by hand is very laborious. He and the little fat man worked hard all night to make it. Now seeing the fruit of victory disappear like this, he complained to Zhao Miaoyuan, why did he have to make the cake so big!

All the required materials can be found, milk, eggs, honey, and flour are everywhere in the kitchen of the East Palace. The only difficulty is the oven, but Wang Yuyan's creative design of the oven made Zhao Zhen and others admire her.

In her words, the inspiration came from the oven pizza, which is indeed a super brain. This kind of thing can't be difficult for her at all.

Zhao Heng was extremely happy when he saw what Butter had written: Longevity without Borders. At this time, he didn't care about the silver knife in the cage at all. Instead, he picked up the piece and cut off a piece of it, avoiding the writing, and put it into his mouth.

Liu E was relieved when she saw that the color of the silver knife had not changed.

The cake is as soft as cotton, paired with silky cream, and the sweet but not greasy feeling makes Zhao Heng hooked.

“It’s delicious! It’s even better than crispy abalone.”

Zhao Heng ate a lot and felt a little satisfied before wiping the cream from the corners of his mouth and beard and sighing.

Liu E also tasted it under his repeated urging. She, who loves sweets, was immediately fascinated by this delicious food.

"Father and empress can eat as long as they like. My daughter will ask the palace servants to send the recipe to the imperial kitchen tomorrow. However, it is not good to eat more. After all, it is too sweet."

Zhao Heng touched her head affectionately: "When my son cares about me, he must bear in mind that when things go to extremes, they must turn against each other!"

Chen Lin stood at the door looking at the happy family and couldn't bear to go in. Such a scene had never appeared in the royal family.

The word "Fu" on the door was deliberately placed upside down. Chen Lin smiled and said: "Look, official, luck has arrived!"

Zhao Heng looked at the upside down word "Fu" and understood Zhao Zhen's intention: "I just like to be clever, but this blessing is really auspicious when it comes! Haha..."

After symbolically adjusting her clothes, she took Zhao Zhen, who had changed into the prince's clothes, and walked to Jiying Hall, while the queen took Zhao Miaoyuan and walked to Funing Hall.

On all major festivals, the official family will host a banquet to entertain the officials, and the same goes for the queen.

The emperor treated guests to dinner in order to win over his subordinates. Building a good relationship with his subordinates was a compulsory course for every emperor. When Zhao Zhen was born, Zhao Heng was very happy to give the ministers steamed buns. However, the buns were not filled with ordinary fillings.

gold and silver.

This year's banquet is also a kind of situation, but it is the first time for the prince to host the banquet.

Zhao Heng took advantage of this opportunity to push Zhao Zhen to the stage and let the officials get to know the prince, which was of extraordinary significance.

The ministers also had to bring their families, and the queen would give them a banquet to entertain them. Only in this way could it be regarded as a real royal banquet.

Zhao Zhen's face was stiff when he smiled, but his father looked at him teasingly.

The banquet was mostly filled with words of praise and congratulations. Who among the ministers would make the official family look bad at such a time? Even the admonishers who used to criticize mostly smiled and said some auspicious words.

To be honest, it would be nice to have a bowl of pearl rice at this time.

The exquisite delicacies on the table did not arouse Zhao Zhen's interest at all, and the portions were surprisingly small.

If he could eat enough here, he would have to finish three tables of food in one go. However, the ministers did not look hungry at all. Zhao Zhen realized that he had made a mistake by not eating breakfast.

Looking at the ministers who were happily delivering exquisite delicacies to their mouths, Zhao Zhen wished he could eat the table too!

Obviously, people had known about it for a long time, and they came here after they were full. These delicacies were just snacks, and the banquet was more like a tea party. Due to etiquette, Zhao Zhen could not eat or drink in large quantities.

What's more, all the ministers are sizing up the prince of the Song Dynasty and the future official family.

The prince is the crown prince of the country and the future of the Song Dynasty, but his position is extremely embarrassing. Although he is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, no one will fawn over him in public. After all, the emperor is the object of their allegiance.

Wang Qinruo, however, braved the disapproval of the world and frequently raised his glass to flatter Zhao Zhen, which made many people feel shameless, and Zhao Heng, who was in charge, was also a little displeased.

"The prince has left a reputation for benevolence and virtue in the city of Tokyo at a young age, and he is extremely witty and has the talents of heaven and man."

Seeing Wang Qinruo being so flattering, Cao Lili said even more flatteringly: "Since Wang Xianggong said it is true, there are many people praising the prince, and it has spread throughout the capital."

Faced with the two people putting themselves on the fire, Zhao Zhen denied it without hesitation: "The things I did are all trivial. They are only worthy of being spread among the people, but they are not worthy of being in the hall of elegance. Faced with the major events of the country,

We still have to rely on my father to control everything."

"What the prince said is absolutely true. The officials are the ones who hold the top of the Song Dynasty. The prince still lacks experience."

Lu Zongdao echoed this without hesitation, which made Zhao Heng feel much more at ease. Even his own son could not be higher than himself in front of the ministers.

This is the nobility of imperial power!

The banquet was pushed to a climax after a song and dance performance. The monarch and his ministers frequently toasted, and Zhao Zhen did it for him with a grimace. The cheap dad's body did not allow him to drink too much. As his son, of course he had to share the burden...

After the banquet dispersed, Ding Wei gave Zhao Zhen a meaningful look, but Zhao Zhen said directly that Zhang Huaizheng walked to the prince's side: "Your Highness, you must remember today's lesson. There are good intentions and bad intentions in flattery. The ability to discern clearly

Not harmed by it.”

"I understand, thank you very much, Master Zhang."

Zhang Huaizheng nodded and left. With the prince's intelligence, he could fully understand the meaning of this sentence, and he had dealt with it very well just now.

After leaving the main hall, Zhao Zhen walked while thinking about today's situation. While Wang Qinruo and Cao Lili kept improving themselves, Ding Wei looked hesitant to speak. Did he want to cover for him or add insult to injury?

Ding said that he should have spoken out to help him in time. Why was he hesitating? Was it to express his position and protect himself?

The closer Zhao Zhen got to the court, the more he discovered that the water inside was very deep.

Everyone's words are for some purpose, whether it's to test, to greet, or to win over. If you can't figure out the relationship, you might be betrayed by others and still cheer for others!

After all, he is still the prince now. If he doesn’t know who his true friends are, it would be a big joke to want to take charge of the government!

Zhao Zhen walked in the palace with such deep thoughts, he wanted to take Zhao Miaoyuan back with him.
Chapter completed!