Sitting on the cold stone, Brother Ning Ling's heart was so hot, as if burned by the scorching flames. He hated his father to the core. The people in Xingqing Mansion knew his feelings with the Wuyi clan, but he still wanted to snatch love with him. He never dreamed that it was his father who took away the Wuyi clan, and he was the prince of Daxia!

Brother Ning Ling, who was about to get married, suddenly lost the Wuyi clan and the help of the Wuyi clan, which made him suffer a double blow. Unlike Li Yuanhao, he values ​​love and friendship and is very friendly to others. He is a suitable candidate for the crown prince. However, compared with the rights in Li Yuanhao's hands, all this is not worth mentioning. People in the world are animals seeking profits and are often attracted by immediate interests.

At this time, not only the prince Ning Ling Ge, but also the prime minister Mozang Epang, who was once glorious in Western Xia. He originally came to visit his sister Mozang because of his special identity, and now he is the object of Li Yuanhao's extreme gratitude, so he can leave the palace after the palace gate is locked. After all, Western Xia is different from the Song Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty, and there is no perfect system and taboo in terms of etiquette.

From a distance, I saw Brother Ning Ling sitting alone on a big stone. Wu Zang Epang slowly walked forward and said, "Why is the prince sitting alone here alone? Although it is summer, it is late at night, and it is probably a cause of illness."

Seeing that the person who came was the Prime Minister of the Kingdom, Mozang Epang, Ning Lingge stood up and saluted and said, "It was the Prime Minister, I was so depressed that I just sat here for some breath..."

Mozang Epang glanced at Luohua Palace next to him and knew why Brother Ning Ling was like this. He walked up to pull Brother Ning Ling away: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. If His Majesty knows, he will definitely suspect that you are resentful. At that time, the gap between father and son suddenly arises, which may be detrimental to you."

Brother Ning Ling snorted angrily: "If he is really worried about loneliness and resentment, he will not marry..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted coldly by Mozang Epang covering his mouth: "Crown Prince is careful! This is not what you should say! Don't forget that this is in the palace, and don't forget your identity! If you are a man in my Dangxiang, you must know what to do!"

The words of Wuzang Epang surprised Brother Ning Ling, and then said, "You are letting the old customs of the Party... Is this..."

After leaving the palace gate, Mozang Epang gave the guards who were guarding the gate a golden cake: "You know what to do!" Several guards immediately turned around and didn't look back, as if they had never seen anyone coming out of the palace gate. They didn't ask Mozang Epang and Ning Ling Ge, as if they didn't see it. It was obvious that money could make the ghost push the mill. These guards took Mozang Epang's money. If they told them about what happened tonight, they would not even be able to save their lives.

After leaving the palace, Mozang Epang breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Brother Ning Ling and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to pilaf! This is a delicacy from the Western Regions, but it is the best cooked by the Song people."

At this time, Brother Ning Ling didn't have the heart to eat any delicious food, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of Wuzang Epang. He knew that the only person who could help him now was Wuzang Epang, and his resentment towards his father was also revealed by Wuzang Epang, as if he had no other choice...

The world's food is the only one in the Song Dynasty!

This is the most popular saying now. Any delicacy can always be improved by processing by the Dasong restaurant. Not to mention in Xixia, even the Liao people are flocking to the delicious food of the Dasong. The Song people always feel uncomfortable when doing business, but the restaurant business is excellent. This kind of service industry can always make the Xixia people and the Liao people feel superior. Naturally, there will be no resistance and no difficulties.

Yanlailou is the best restaurant in Xixia, and naturally it is also a restaurant opened in the Song Dynasty. Even when it was fighting with the Song Dynasty, the business here seemed to be unaffected. The guests came here to have dinner still endless. The Dangxiang people did not believe that in their capital Xingqing Prefecture, what else could these Song people do? During this period, Xingqing Prefecture's investigation of outsiders was particularly strict. Even if there was any news from the Song people, what was the use of it?

The guests in Yanlailou are naturally extremely noble. Xiao Si here is very eye-catching, for fear of offending the nobles and others. He served them carefully and almost bowed down. He did not have the same style as the Song people in the past. This is also impossible. If you want to earn money from the Xixia people, you have to do this sometimes.

But when Mozang Epang pulled Ning Ling Ge in front of Yanlai Tower, Xiao Si walked forward with great eyesight and quietly led the two into the special stairs in the building. These entrances hidden behind the screen were all internal stairs, in order to let these powerful people avoid the public's sight. Because of their excellent secrets, the powerful people in Xingqing Mansion were very satisfied. If they did not discuss it, they would unconsciously choose Yanlai Tower.

And they would never worry about the news being leaked. In their eyes, the restaurant opened by the Song people was like a group of ants. If there was any abnormal movement, it could be easily crushed to death. There was no need to worry about any future problems, so they would not care even more.

Sitting in a secluded room, Mozang Epang turned his head and ordered, "I am here to eat mutton pilaf today. I'll deliver it quickly. It's still the same rule you know."

Xiao Si smiled politely and said, "This is naturally. The prime minister has not come at all today. The Jia font comes from the descendants of the Shang clan."

This was obviously a lie, but Brother Ning Ling and Mozang Epang were used to it, so they waved their hands and retreated quickly. At this time, Brother Ning Ling looked up and said, "The Prime Minister has been so busy bringing the orphans to come here. Isn't it really a mutton pilaf?"

But Mozang Epang smiled and said, "Of course, the mutton pilaf here is the only serving in the world. Even the Emperor of the Song Dynasty may not be able to eat it!" Seeing Brother Ning Ling frowning, Mozang Epang said, "Of course, we have time, so we can eat it while talking, don't worry."

Brother Ning Ling then felt relieved and said, "Since that's the case, I will listen with ease!"

Soon two plates of mutton pilaf came. Unlike usual meals, the mutton pilaf was not placed on a plate or bowl, but in a delicate small iron pot. The mutton pilaf was steaming and oil in the small iron pot, and the aroma continued to rise and stimulate people's taste, as if a small hand was scratching straight towards the person's nose, making people unable to help but thrust.

The mutton pilaf uses beef, mutton, carrots, onions, clear oil, lamb oil and rice, and they are all the best. They do not add much spices, just add water, salt, and a small pinch of cucumber and simmer over low heat.
Chapter completed!