In the early morning, Liu Heng stepped on his cloth shoes and walked carelessly, opened the door, and stretched out in the warm sunshine.

Gao Qing was waiting in front of the door. Liu Heng saw Gao Qing and said, "Let's go have breakfast together."

Gao Qing said hello.

After Liu Heng came to the front hall and sat down, Gao Qing followed closely and sat under Liu Heng.

Not surprisingly, the breakfast served by the palace maids and eunuchs was still rice porridge. Liu Heng was not surprised by this and said he was used to it.

Liu Heng picked up the rice porridge, drank a big gulp, and said to an unknown little eunuch: "Go and get some pickles for me, and by the way, make some steamed buns for Gao Qing and Chang Zhaoyuan."

Another major feature of the temple.”

The young eunuch asked Liu Heng: "Your Highness, which kind of pickles do you need?"

Liu Heng thought for a moment and said, "Bring some pickled Xue Lihong and Po Ding."

The little eunuch asked again: "Your Highness, do you need that ring?"

Liu Heng just wanted to nod, then thought for a moment, and said: "Forget it, I don't want the Dihuan'er. The Dihuan'er pickled in our palace is not as delicious as the pickled Dihuan'er at Ninth Brother's house, so I won't eat it."

The little eunuch said hello and went down to get pickles and steamed buns for Liu Heng.

After a while, the little eunuch came back, holding a food box in his hand, saluting Liu Heng and offering the food box. Liu Heng waved his hand and asked him to wait on his side.

Liu Heng opened the food box, which was divided into two layers. The upper layer contained steamed buns and the lower layer contained two plates of pickles. Liu Heng gestured for Gao Qing to come to his table.

Gao Qing immediately understood what he meant, stood up, came to Liu Heng's table, and sat down on his knees.

Liu Heng recommended to Gao Qing: "Gao Qing, come on, come on, try another specialty of our Zhaoyuan Palace." After saying that, he pointed to the buns on the upper floor.

Hearing this, Gao Qing picked up his chopsticks and prepared to pick up a bun and taste it.

Liu Heng immediately interrupted Gao Qing's movements and said: "Baozi, how can you eat it like this? You eat the buns with chopsticks, and you bitches are making noises."

Gao Qing looked puzzled and asked puzzledly: "Your Highness, if you don't eat with chopsticks, what will you eat? A knife?"

Liu Heng said angrily: "Besides chopsticks, is it a knife? What's on your mind? Is it water? Don't you know how to eat steamed buns with your hands? What are your hands for? Wiping your butt.

Of?"

Gao Qing said embarrassedly: "Your Highness is in front of you.

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Isn’t it inappropriate to continue eating with your hands? Isn’t it a breach of etiquette?”

Liu Heng shrugged his shoulders and said, "What's the point? They're all big men. Real men eat buns directly with their hands. How can they eat buns with chopsticks? They're so polite."

Gao Qing said hello.

In the darkness, Yang Qi felt crows crows circling around him above his head, and thought: ………………………………

Gao Qing directly picked up a bun and took a big bite. The juice in the bun splashed around his mouth, leaving a fragrant aroma on his lips and teeth.

Liu Heng asked Gao Qing with a smile: "Gao Qing, how do you like these buns?"

Gao Qing closed his eyes, savoring the taste of the buns and replied: "Your Highness, the taste of these buns is excellent. The fillings of the buns are fat but not greasy, and the juice inside is mellow and delicious. To be honest with Your Highness, I am now

The aroma of meat overflows in your mouth, and the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth.”

Liu Heng was filled with joy when he heard Gao Qing's high praise for steamed buns. He raised his eyebrows and asked Gao Qing with a smirk on his face: "Gao Qing, do you know what kind of meat the filling of this steamed bun is made of?"

Gao Qing saw the evil smile on Liu Heng's face and had a bad premonition in his heart. In the past few days, he got along with this ancestor, and saw that this ancestor allowed him to show off his driving skills in front of Prince Zhao's palace and bullied him in the East Palace.

Grandson, he played dirty tricks in the palace and beat His Highness the Fourteenth Highness. After all these operations, he only felt tired. As if he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he said perfunctorily: "Your Highness, this is mutton."

?Forgive me for being clumsy, but I really can’t taste what kind of meat filling this is.”

When Liu Heng saw Gao Qing giving up his struggle so quickly, he felt bored and said in frustration: "This meat stuffing is made from beef, farmed beef."

Gao Qing had already simulated different answers in his mind, but what he heard was the worst answer. He hurriedly pressed his fingers to his throat, trying to spit out the bun he had just eaten.

He came out. He made thirteen moves in a flash, but it was of no use. The buns he ate were still being digested safely in his stomach.

Gao Qing was about to cry but had no tears. He said with a mournful face: "Your Highness, you have killed a small minister. The laws of this dynasty are not allowed to eat farm cattle. Those who eat them will be tattooed and have their faces tattooed."

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Liu Heng motioned to Gao Qing to calm him down and said: "It's OK, it's OK, don't worry, it's okay. Don't you know what my ancestors did?"

Yang Qi, who was hiding in the dark, heard that Liu Heng wanted to take him again.

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Ancestor blocked the gun and made up a story. He could only cover his face with his hands, trying to avoid it and not look at this embarrassing scene. He thought to himself: Your Highness, ancestor, my little ancestor, stop telling it, stop making up stories.

Wow. You are really our great ancestor’s great grandson, and you are truly a ‘filial son’.

Gao Qing was still young and naive, not deeply involved in the world. He had been with Liu Heng for too short a time and did not understand Liu Heng's true nature. He had nothing to do to show off his power, but nothing to arrange for his ancestors. He also asked Liu Heng stupidly like a sb: "I know that Your Highness

My ancestors were rangers before. But what does this have to do with eating cattle, Your Highness?"

Liu Heng replied: "Gao Qing, you don't understand this. The relationship between this is huge. What is a ranger?"

He continued without waiting for Gao Qing's answer: "Youxia is a black group of society, the dregs of society. People like them do not engage in production, cheat and cheat, are brave and ruthless, violate laws and disciplines, and are of no use to the country.

The family is incompetent. They have never violated any court laws, and they dare to kill people. What does it mean to eat beef? They are making a fuss out of a molehill."

Gao Qing was greatly shocked when he heard Liu Heng's theory. You must know that the Yue Dynasty was founded on filial piety, and filial piety was the foundation of the country and could not be shaken. What's more, as a descendant of the royal family, Liu Heng was not afraid of his ancestors and criticized them.

The lid of his coffin couldn't hold it down, so he jumped up and beat him.

Gao Qing's lips seemed to be weighing a thousand pounds at this moment. He tried several times before he opened them with difficulty and said: "Your Highness, the walls have ears. Besides, this dynasty governs the country with filial piety. You are disrespecting our ancestors like this.

Punished."

Liu Heng put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and said nonchalantly: "Gao Qing, you are too cautious and your life is very difficult. This is not the first time I have said this to my ancestors. Look.

Money makes people and Yang Qi in the dark."

Hearing this, Gao Qing secretly glanced at Qian Renren who was waiting next to Liu Heng, and saw that her expression was as usual, as if she was used to it. He didn't see Yang Qi jumping out from the dark to stop Liu Heng from speaking, and he immediately felt at ease.

In the stomach.

His whole body was paralyzed, and he felt that Liu Heng's words were so rebellious, and his three views had been subverted by them.

Liu Heng said: "Let's continue having breakfast. The porridge is almost cold. We will set off after breakfast."

Hearing Liu Heng's words, Gao Qing didn't know what to eat and acted out the real version - he drank porridge and ate pickles mechanically, and never dared to touch the buns or touch the bottom line of the law.

Suffered from the strange disease of 'tanbao discoloration'.
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