"Is that the illegitimate son of Urban VIII?"

Louis turned his head and saw his younger brother Philip poking his head out of the door: "Don't look like this," he rebuked gently: "It's not etiquette. Bonton, go get a chair," he turned to Philip again: "Have your mother been going to see the Mass again?"

"Yes." Philip said that he walked in from outside. Before the "sling" ceremony was held, he could only wear a luxurious small silk satin skirt, but under the cover skirt was a dagger that Louis gave him. He walked all the way to Louis, bowed to him, and then moved to the backrest chair that Bontang moved to - in this palace, there were only three people who could sit face to face with the king, Bishop Mazaran, Queen Mother Anne and Brother Philip. In fact, Bishop Mazaran did not agree with Louis' tolerance for Philip. According to him, Brother Wang should stand in a regular manner in front of the king like a minister.

Louis did not think that these red tape could play any role in real ambitions. Gaston, Duke of Orleans, kissed his brother's robe when Louis XIII was alive, but he was not ruthless when he rebelled, and he did feel guilty towards Philip, which made him always particularly tolerant of his younger brother.

"Where are you going to have dinner, Your Majesty?" Bontang asked respectfully. The young king was a very emotional person. His breakfast was usually used alone in the dormitory, while lunch depends on the time and place. Sometimes in the study, sometimes in the courtyard, sometimes in the forest (when he went out to hunt); but usually he would use dinner with the Queen Mother, the Princess Mary and Princess Henrietta, the Duke of Monponsier or Prince Conde). They would exchange some interesting rumors during the meal and occasionally enjoy music. The King often asked about the dishes of the dinner, trying his best to take care of everyone's taste and ensure health and deliciousness.

"Today Philip and I use it in the small hall." The small hall is one of the ground-floor corridors facing the garden facing Richelieu's house, right at the end of the "Bow Bangle". Although it is three walls, it becomes its advantage in the severe winter. In addition, the room is small enough to warm it up with only a small amount of charcoal fire - the current royal family does not care about the cost of charcoal fire now, but when they think of the tens of thousands of hungry mobs outside, Louis could not bear the useless expenses.

He stood up from his seat, and Philip jumped up quickly and extended his arms to the king. Although the Queen Mother always called him "my little girl", and the servants and servants always treated him with the attitude of treating a princess, Philip did not have too tilted his positioning - he was like a proud knight, ready to let the king hold his arm, and be his majesty's shield.

"Come on my beaver skin hat," said Louis. "Take Philip, we're going to walk a long way in the corridor."

The chief sleep behind Bang Tang immediately walked out of the door and ordered the attendant who was wearing clothes today. The attendant sleep issued an order to the servant. The king and the younger brother waited for a few minutes before finally putting on their hats, putting on a heavy cloak, and walking towards the hall hand in hand.

Before this, Bangtang issued an order to the general manager who managed the charcoal fire so that the charcoal fire in the small hall could be ignited, but this is not something the king would care about. When he and Wangdi arrived, the sauna was already warm. The king sat in the main seat of the dining table, Wangdi accompanied him on the left side, pouring water for the king and placing seasonings. Louis asked him to pour himself a glass of water, picked some pepper sauce and let him return to his position. "Thank you," he said: "Phillip, thank you very much for your service. You can sit down. Today there are pigeons you like, and you should eat as much as possible."

Philip bowed and thanked the king before sat down calmly. Today's pigeons were stewed, and their stomachs were filled with white mushrooms and celery, and only salt and pepper were added. It was a soup. The king was very restrained in his meal and shared a pigeon with his younger brother, but there was only a cream beet soup.

Although there should be four soups by the rules, Louis banned such rules very early. Gluttony is a way for people today to show off their wealth and strength, but it is not necessary for a king who has not yet formally contacted government affairs.

Then there was the roast duck with apples stuffed. The king only chose some duck breast and the apples baked together. The apples were probably the only fruit that could be roasted except for pineapple and banana. Moreover, after being soaked in the sweet and sour juice of the apple, the fatty duck skin would become refreshing. Wang Di Philip ate a pair of duck legs with relish.

The third dish includes roasted lamb, ham slices, boiled eggs and cheese. Louis only chose some ham slices on the plate. When the staple food came, he wrapped it with thin lettuce and ham and ate it with cheese. Sometimes he also carried lunch in this way when he was hunting outside, so people called it "King's Bread" and quickly became popular among nobles and important officials. Even Bishop Mazaran would order a "King's Bread" when he was busy with official duties.

Then there were three different jams, lingonberry, peach and blackberry. The king picked some lingonberry sauce and rubbed them on a bread that only had only one bite of it, which ended today's meal.

Brother Wang Philip ate a lot of jam. In winter, there was not much fruit, only jam. Louis was always cautious about this so-called jam that was similar to adding fruit to sugar, but no one from the Queen Mother to Philip was ignored.

Finally, the servant served the milk. When he saw the milk, Philip frowned. He didn't like milk, but this was what his brother stipulated that he must eat, "because it can make you taller." The king said this - Louis watched Philip add several tablespoons of jam to it before he could barely drink it. It was funny and helpless. He also ordered the chef to add almonds to the milk to remove the taste that children didn't like, but this method was soon objected to the Queen Mother Anne, because... most of the poisons have an almond smell. Once some food has an almond smell, it is hard to say whether it will suddenly become fatal.

This is not a joke. As mentioned earlier, Philip III's unfortunate eldest son died because of a sauce with grated cherry pits.

Not only Philip drank, but Louis also drank. They are now in the first development stage and must lay a solid foundation. It is not a joke. At this time, the king and the duke still need to go to the battlefield in person, not to mention that there are monsters and unknown people from another world eyeing each other in the dark - they obviously have no awe of the king, just like those Parisian citizens.

"Tell the chef today that the stewed pigeons are very good, and give him a little Eju." Louis said: "I asked him to prepare another portion for my aunt and my cousin. The weather is so cold that you should add more pepper to the soup."

Bang Tang immediately took the order and retreated.

Wang Di, who was lazily holding a pickled olive and eating it bitelessly, couldn't help but pout. Louis looked at him sternly: "Don't do this, Philip, they are our relatives, we should have taken care of them."

"But they all say it's because you fell in love with Henrietta," Philip said.

"What a bastard," Louis said angrily: "I should really warn you that Henrietta is only six years old. What kind of person can fall in love with a six-year-old child?"

Philip was silent for a while, "That's good," he said, "Mother is very worried about this. They are not going to let Henrietta be your wife." He fiddled with the silver knife and fork in front of him, which was the one who brought to the French court after Mary Medici married from Italy to France. At that time, people in the French court preferred to eat with their fingers. At that time, there were priests accusing the Medici daughter of being too extravagant. From Louis XIII, the court gradually began to return to its original state. When Louis XIV could decide how to eat by himself, the knife and fork were on the dining table again.

"What do you know?" Louis didn't walk around the Queen Mother, so the news in this regard may not be as good as Philip.

"Because of your previous persistence," Philip said, "Your lenientness about Charlie, Duke of Cornwall, has aroused some people's suspicion. They probably cannot accept an English princess as the French queen, although Queen Mary and Princess Henrietta of England are obviously willing to marry this."

"They're right," Louis said. "I wouldn't choose Henrietta as my wife."

"Why, don't you love her?" Philip asked: "Although I hate her very much, Henrietta is indeed a good choice in terms of identity, appearance and cultivation."

Louis smiled. Since he knew that he was Louis XIV, he had been sure that his future marriage would not simply consider love and identity. "I will not marry Henrietta." He reiterated that Britain and France were like two swords, which could only be hostile and incompatible. He helped the Duke of Cornwall because as a king, he had to stand firmly on the opposite side of the traitor. His future wife must come from a country that could benefit France, and Henrietta was out of the game from the beginning.

Philip obviously wanted to say something, but a crisp click suddenly came out of the door. The king immediately jumped out of the chair and rushed out of the door. There was no one outside the door. While recording the dereliction of duty, he bent down and picked up a small bag. The bag made him feel familiar. He put it beside his nose and smelled it, smelling a strong scent of sulfur, and immediately confirmed the identity of the person.
Chapter completed!