There was no copyright in this era. Moreover, he was the emperor. He could announce it if he wanted to!
"Little Lord's poems are superb, but the only flaw is the handwriting. I'm not talented, but I'm willing to teach Little Lord how to write!”
The imperial historian Boyuan cupped his hands and asked for a memorial.
"This old man is really cunning. He actually took advantage of the loophole!”
"That's right. The Little Lord is talented. If I can be his teacher, won't I be able to soar in the future?”
Before Ying Zheng could say anything, the few old imperial censors in the hall began to whisper.
In terms of calligraphy, none of them were bad. They were more than enough to teach a six-year-old child.
However, no one expected that this level would be snatched by that old fool Boyuan!
"Yes, we should indeed find a teacher for Pingan!”
Ying Zheng nodded and agreed.
After entering the palace, he was no longer the wild No. 17 of Longyou Village, but the prince of the palace. He had to learn the Four Books and Six Classics, and his calligraphy naturally could not be bad!
Ying Pingan, who had already jumped far away, naturally didn't know that these old fellows were discussing about finding him a teacher.
At this moment, he and Fu Su had already arrived at the imperial garden!
It was similar to what was described in later TV dramas. Strange flowers and plants could be seen everywhere, and all kinds of flowers competed with each other. It was beautiful.
Ding! [System Quest: Go to the General's Mansion with Young Master Fusu!] Reward: God-level calligraphy!
Will be the young master's mansion?
The one who gathered all the craftsmen in the world and was in charge of the construction of the palace?
That's right!
What kind of mission was this?
It was simply a free reward!
At this moment, Young Master Fusu was right beside him, and he was even following Ying Zheng's orders to bring him around the palace. If he were to bring it up, Fusu would definitely not refuse!
"Brother Wang, shall we go to the General Manor together?”
"Where to?"
Fu Su was stunned, thinking that he had heard wrongly.
The smile on his face froze instantly!
In this era where agriculture was valued and commerce was suppressed, the status of craftsmen was very low.
As long as the commoners had a chance to survive, they would not let their Little Seventeen become a craftsman.
And the General Shao Fu had gathered all the best craftsmen in the world, so it was a gathering place for lowly people!
When he was young, he had sneaked into the village with Huhai once. After Ying Zheng found out about it, he gave him a good whipping, and from then on, he had a deep psychological trauma.
Not to mention going, he didn't even dare to mention it again!
This kid could go anywhere, but he had to go to the General Manor. Wasn't he courting death?
"What's wrong, Brother Wang? Can't I?"
Seeing the change in Fu Su's expression, Ying Pingan immediately understood.
The system reward was not for nothing!
If he wanted Fu Su to follow him to the General's Mansion, he would have to spend a lot of effort! "Uh…Ping 'an, there's nothing fun in the General's Mansion. It's full of craftsmen. Why don't Brother Wang take you to the imperial kitchen to find delicious food?”
"You might not know since you just came to the palace, but there's a pastry master in the imperial kitchen who makes the best peach blossom crispy cakes in the world.”
Young Master Fusu would definitely not talk about the embarrassing things that happened when he was young, so he quickly diverted Ying Pingan's attention.
Peach Blossom Crisp was sweet and delicious. There was nothing that the princes and princesses in the palace did not like to eat!
"Brother Wang, are you going to the imperial kitchen? Coincidentally, I'm hungry too. Why don't we go together?”
Right at this moment, a bell-like voice was heard. Ying Yuanman walked towards the two of them.
"Sister, it's Pretty Sister!"
Seeing Ying Yuanman, Ying Pingan hurriedly rushed over and held her soft little hand tightly, rubbing his chubby little face against it.
Theoretically, they were siblings, so the two of them did not feel that there was anything wrong with their actions!
As for Ying Pingan, he still had to eat the tofu that should be eaten!
Especially when he was young!
"Yuan Man, father ordered me to bring Ping An around. We are going to the imperial kitchen to get the peach blossom cakes!”
Fu Su did not mention anything about the matter of the Shao Fu.
Thinking about the beating back then, he felt a chill down his spine!
"It just so happens that we're going the same way!"
Ying Yuanman rubbed Ying Pingan's head lovingly and said with a smile.
If he had known that he had such a cute younger brother, he would have begged his father to bring him along to the east!
"I don't want to eat peach cake, I have Sachima!”
"Brother Wang, here you go…!"
Ying Pingan's long eyelashes fluttered as he took out two square pastries from nowhere.
"Sachima?"
"Could it be that this thing is more delicious than peach blossom crispy cakes?”
Both of them were stunned.
Peach Blossom Crisp was made by picking fresh peach blossoms, squeezing them into juice, then kneading the flower juice with flour, adding honey and pastry. It was soft and crispy when bitten, and it was extremely delicious!
The thing in front of him was slippery to the touch and had a faint color. It did not smell at all when placed under his nose. It did not look edible at all!
"If Sachima is more delicious than Peach Blossom Crisp, Brother Wang, can you accompany me to the Young Marshal's Mansion?”"Good! But if it's not as delicious as the peach blossom crisp, we'll go to the imperial kitchen and never mention the future of the young master's residence again!”
"No problem, let's pinky swear!"
Ying Pingan gave a satisfied smile and extended his little finger.
"Pinky swear?"
Fu Su was confused.
"Aiyo! How stupid!"
Ying Pingan took the initiative to pull Fu Su's hand and hooked it with his little finger, pulling it back and forth twice.
"Alright, I can't go back on my word now!”
"Try it!"
Ying Pingan took out another two. He peeled off the plastic packaging of one and handed it to Ying Yuanman, then opened the other one and ate it himself.
Fu Su imitated him and clumsily tore open the outer packaging. A sweet fragrance assailed his nose!
The sugar of this era was cerealose, and its sweetness was not high. After making it into a pastry, it was barely sweet. To the people of this era, it was already a supreme delicacy!
If they were to taste the Sachima made from white sugar, wouldn't it make their teeth drop?
"Hmm? It's so sweet!"
As expected, Ying Yuanman took a bite and immediately showed an expression of enjoyment.
"Um…"
Fu Su also took a small bite, and his heart sank.
It's over, this time, the young general's manor won't be able to escape!
"Brother Wang, how does it taste? Is the peach blossom crispy cake more delicious, or is my Sachima more delicious?”
Ying Pingan was chewing on the sweet Sachima with a slightly provocative tone.
"I lost!"
Young Master Fu Su frowned.
It couldn't be helped. The taste of this pastry couldn't be compared to the peach blossom cake at all!
The difference between the two was too great. It was not something he could deny!
"Ping 'an, what is this delicious pastry made of? Could it be that it was made from horse meat after killing some horse?”
Ying Yuanman finished a piece of Sachima and wiped the remaining residue from the corner of her mouth.
Although she was a princess and had never had to worry about food and clothing since she was young, she had never eaten such delicious pastries before. She really did not care about her image!
Moreover, there were no outsiders here, so he might as well not pretend!
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