Chapter six hundred and nineteen is quite talented
"Your Majesty..." Yang Yuancheng really didn't know what to say.
He didn't know what His Majesty's move meant, but he thought that His Majesty should have no malice.
What is Your Majesty’s identity? That’s the emperor. Why did he break his hand? There was no gap between you and Your Majesty.
Is there a grudge? Of course it is impossible. If I have grudges with Your Majesty, then it is not a small thing like breaking my hand. At the beginning, I have to confiscate my family and destroy the clan, enjoy the imperial prison, and finally get 3,600 knives.
To sum up, Your Majesty did something bad, maybe because Your Majesty was interested in medical skills but was not good at it, so he twisted his arm wrongly.
So Yang Yuancheng decided to forgive His Majesty and did bad things with kind intentions, but he was not unacceptable.
Besides, this may not be a good thing. Think about whether your Majesty will feel guilty towards you if you twist your arm, so your official position cannot be promoted again.
So although he was already in pain, sweat on his forehead was gushing like a fountain, he still faced Zhu Youxiao with a smile on his face.
I saw him holding the ground with one hand and then kowtowed and thanked him.
"I have no virtue in my memory, how can I get such grace from Your Majesty? I am really lucky in my life!" As he said that, he still left tears of tears that were so painful that he could not bear it or crying with joy.
Anyway, the tears were so turbulent that I couldn't stop.
"Your dear, you don't have to do this. I just did some trivial things, but I just did it backfire. Look at it, you have made your hands look like this, but it doesn't matter. I brought the imperial physician. I have brought this imperial physician with other medical skills. This bone-collar work is amazing. I guarantee that you will never feel any pain in three days." Zhu Youxiao patted Yang Yuancheng's shoulder, as if you were relieved that I said.
Suddenly, Yang Yuancheng's eyes lit up. It's so good. It's been a hundred days of injury, and Yang Yuancheng didn't want to shrugged his shoulders here for a hundred days.
Can I cure myself in three days? This matter is something I have never heard of. Is this the imperial doctor? As expected, the best doctors in the world are in the palace, and the imperial objects are really terrifying.
Zhu Youxiao touched his chin and felt that he had really not lie to him. He would definitely not feel the pain after three days. In fact, it didn’t matter if it was cured. Anyway, I can make you feel the pain without feeling it. Isn’t that all right?
There is absolutely nothing wrong with it.
However, Zhu Youxiao also wanted to give him some sweet things.
"I saw that Yang Aiqing seemed to be a fifth-rank prefect? Logically speaking, the prefect of Xi'an Prefecture would have to be a fourth-rank. Aiqing is a little too out of date. Since that's the case, I'll mention it to you, so I'll be promoted to the third-rank."
"After I return to Beijing, I will appoint you as the right governor of Shaanxi. I still see your ability." Zhu Youxiao said to Yang Yuancheng with a compliment.
"Thank you Your Majesty! Thank you for your grace!" Yang Yuancheng felt a stream of passion pouring from the soles of his feet into his head.
Thank God, I will be the right governor soon! He has never been so exciting this time in his life.
There is a right governor, who is the right governor, and more importantly, the impression left in His Majesty's heart. The days of prosperity will come in the future!
Yang Yuancheng decided to go back and find the old man who was white-bearded. He said that moving a Fengshui treasure land to his ancestral grave can bless him to achieve success. Sure enough, he asked him to find a Fengshui treasure land called Dragonfly Shui and he achieved what he is now.
When I went back, I asked him to apologize to him. I really shouldn't have beaten him at the beginning. Although I moved my grave for a year and turned into a fourth-grade prefect and a fifth-grade mansion, I didn't expect this great opportunity to be waiting here.
Yes, when I went back, I invited him back to be a guest of honor and treated him well, and asked him to move him to a high-end Feng Shui treasure land with dragon veins, so that he might be able to enter the cabinet.
Think about what it would be like to enter the cabinet and what kind of authority you can hold. At that time, the wealthy families in the world will have their own Yang family.
"I heard you have prepared breakfast for me? The saint said that a gentleman stayed away from the kitchen, and my beloved sacrificed for me was really touched." Zhu Youxiao's face was full of sincerity.
"Your Majesty is willing to die for you."
However, when the carefully prepared breakfast meal was served, Zhu Youxiao felt that it was too early to say something just now, and he thought it was a big meal, but he didn't expect it to be a bowl of ordinary noodles, which was a waste of real feelings.
And it’s also the noodles of Qingshui, which don’t even have any coriander at all, so it’s definitely not delicious.
"Suck!"
"Um!"
When the first mouthful of noodles entered his mouth, Zhu Youxiao widened his eyes, showing a fresh fragrance that he had never felt before filling his mouth. Then he chewed his teeth and found that the noodles were too swelling. It seemed that it was not noodles, but meat?
Zhu Youxiao took a bite and looked at Yang Yuancheng in confusion.
"Your Majesty, you have eaten it. You are really worthy of being Your Majesty. You have a wide range of knowledge. This is called Sanxian Noodles. A bowl of noodles can be found in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, and thirty-three kinds of birds, including chickens, ducks, gooses, geese, quails, pigeons, etc., and then take all kinds of fish swimming in the water. There are thirty-three kinds of animals that walk on the ground. Each kind is to take the most tender piece of meat in the body, then use a wooden stick to make a meat paste, then put it in a bag and make a small hole to squeeze out the noodles."
"So there are ninety-nine noodles in this bowl of noodles, each noodles have a different taste. Weichen named this bowl of noodles Baixianshi."
Yang Yuancheng was really proud when he talked about this. He might not be very good at other things, but once he talked about this food, he was really an expert among experts.
This is a bowl of noodles to enjoy the world.
"There are only ninety-nine kinds, why are you called this hundred?" Zhu Youxiao was really delicious when he was eating this noodles and swallowed his tongue.
"Your Majesty's last type is in this soup. The soup is made of ninety-nine kinds of meat bones, but another mushroom is added to the soup. After adding this mushroom, the ninety-nine kinds of umami flavors are all combined. The taste is really beautiful, tsk tsk..." Yang Yuancheng couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he said.
Really, if it weren't for His Holiness, he wouldn't have been reluctant to take out this. Ninety-nine kinds of meat would be hard to find, but it wouldn't have been difficult for him to have the first hundred kinds of mushrooms. I don't know how much time it took him to make such a little bit, and he wouldn't have been reluctant to eat them.
Zhu Youxiao finally finished drinking this bowl of soup and felt extremely satisfied when he touched his stomach. Don’t say that Yang Yuancheng is still really talented, I’m almost embarrassed to kill him.
Chapter completed!