Song Beiyun walked forward with the map, watched around for a while, and selected a pillar and dipped it in his hand, sticking the paper on his head.

The monarch Ruibao walked forward with a proud smile on his lips: "You said, this is not a map, what is this?"

Song Beiyun looked her up and down, then pursed her lips and smiled: "This is a recipe."

"recipe?"

Not only the princess, but everyone around looked at Song Beiyun in surprise. Anyone who is not blind can tell that it is a map, but he opens his mouth and says it is a recipe?

"I just didn't have time to write it." Song Beiyun wrote the name of a line of ingredients in small calligraphy in the Liao Dynasty: "In the land of Liaodong, the Baitou Mountain is connected to the Bohai Sea, and the wild mushrooms in the mountains are dried for half a month and then a chicken is taken. It goes down a pot, and the fire is boiled for a moment, and the heat is low for two hours. The meat is fragrant and it will be nourishing and appetizing."

He then moved his pen to some below the Liao Kingdom and came to the Jin Kingdom: "The products are fertile on the coast of the East China Sea. Take shrimps, crabs, and clams into clay pots, then put them in the sea water in the morning, simmer them for an hour on low heat, then add all kinds of spices and simmer for half an hour. Take out the soup and take out the shrimps and crabs, which are fresh and fragrant."

Hearing his description, many people below began to swallow silently, and even seemed to have smelled the fresh fragrance in the clay pot.

But that's not the end. Song Beiyun continued to move his pen to Mongolia: "Here, the vast grasslands seem to be sluggish, but it's not. His mutton is fresh and fat. He just needs to pick up fresh bone-wearing mutton, marinate it in salt water for a while, simmer it in boiling pot until it is cooked thoroughly, take out the leek flowers, leeks, apple juice, salt, and minced ginger on the grassland and mix it. Then take out the mutton from the pot, hold the bones on the hand and dip the sauce. The meat is fragrant and not smelly or fishy, ​​and the taste is full.

After this description, even Princess Ruibao licked her lips gently, and some people around her even agreed that she had eaten this meat and the taste was unforgettable.

Then, Song Beiyun continued to write down the recipe in small calligraphy next to him. After writing, it was actually a long time, but they did not mean to interrupt. The introduction of these dishes really made people feel immersive. It seemed that the sound of stewed meat and the fragrance spread around him.

"The land of Xixia was established in Chang'an seven years ago. Chang'an Chang'an was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty in the previous dynasty. In the land of Chang'an, fresh fish were cut into thorns, and pieces were picked up to light to seep the light. It was served with yakini sauce and a few drinks. I wonder how happy it would be."

All the places on the map were marked with food by Song Beiyun, which made people full of appetite, but before they knew it, a kind of sorrow surged out.

In the past, people only knew that these places were barren and desolate places, but they never thought that these places were also places with rich products. They were delicious one after another, and they were also sad while being mouth-watering.

It used to be the Han family! It used to be the place where tribute was paid, but now it has already given up to others. Now the Song Dynasty is in a corner and is governed by the river, and it is only the size of a palm on the map.

"Old Mountains and Rivers." Song Beiyun chuckled and patted the food map with his hand: "The old Mountains and Rivers contain all kinds of flavors."

After saying that, he tilted his head and looked at the princess: "Is the princess satisfied?"

The princess frowned: "You only draw pictures, why don't you deserve poetry?"

Song Beiyun scratched his head and said that it was enough. Why is this woman still struggling with this? But since that's the case, then come on.

At this time, Beipo walked forward and whispered to the princess. However, the princess shook her head and said, "I just want to see it."

Song Beiyun shook his finger: "I only wrote half of the quintessentials."

Then he started copying. Anyway, this familiar thing is to read and recite the full text carefully, so he silently began to write next to the map: "The scenery of the north is full of thousands of miles..."

As for why not write full, it is full of beheading... Is Song Beiyun stupid? It is not cost-effective to put his head on to pretend to be a pussy.

But this half of the text is actually a top achievement. In just a few words, the young talents who have never been to the north seem to see a snow field, grand and grand.

But because the second half of the verse is missing, I always feel that something is missing, but it is not important anymore. These half of the verses have become the focus of their discussion, and even overwhelmed the sad poem written by Song Beiyun for Yusheng.

When the people recovered, Song Beiyun and Yusheng were gone. No one noticed when he left, and they didn't even know what the madman was named just now. They only knew that this man left a map full of food and a half-que Ci on the map.

It is impossible to compare, even Banquet, these talents are a little depressed. This spring will not only be stimulated by people with the indescribable old mountains and rivers, but also crushed by the same person with Banquet.

The topics of discussion in the first half were all on the princess, but the arguments in the second half were already concentrated on the overwhelming feelings of homeland. They ceded land and paid compensation, and paid tribute to their relatives. Anyone who was a person would probably feel humiliated.

After these emotions calmed down for a while, in order to mobilize the atmosphere, Beipo tried to continue writing the second half of Song Beiyun's poem, but no matter how you tried it, it was not worthy of the magnificent scenery of the first half.

In the end, the spring meeting ended in an unhappy way. The princess did not pick the sting, but was stabbed by someone, and naturally felt a little angry.

But when she returned to the mansion and carefully looked at the map and the half-que poems, the more she looked, the more she felt that this person's talent was not very consistent with his virtue.

"Linger, what are you looking at? Why do you say you are a girl's house and you are fooling around all day?"

"Dad!" Rui Bao said angrily to the Fu Wang who had just walked into the inner hall: "My daughter was bullied today!"

"Haha, in this acre of three-point land in Luzhou, who dares to let you, the evil star, be wronged?"

Princess Ruibao took the map on the table: "Look at this person! Showing off his talent! He deliberately left only half of the poems, which made me so angry."

King Fu picked up the map and looked at it carefully: "Well, this word is a good word."

"Dad..."

"Okay, okay, I'll take a look."

This Fu King is Zhao Xing's uncle. He was also a talented person when he was young. He was proficient in poetry, songs and essays, but he could lead troops to fight. He was considered a talent of civil and military affairs. However, later he stopped talking about the world and became an idle prince. He did not stand in line or help. Whether it was when he was clearing the ruling side or when he was jointly attacking Zhao Xing, he remained neutral in the name of kinship.

As he gained weight, many people have forgotten how heroic this Fu Wang was back then. Most people just think that he was a fat prince who smiled all day long and approachable, and did not care about the government and the world.

He picked up Song Beiyun's map and looked carefully. When he saw the meat on his head, he smiled knowingly: "Dad had really eaten this mutton back then, and the taste was really delicious."

He said, as if he had returned to the past, his eyes seemed to be a little nostalgic. And every time he looked one more, his eyes were a little more, he felt a little melancholy, sad and sighed.

When he saw the half-queci, his eyes were even a little vague and he was stunned. He even returned to his senses until Princess Ruibao called him several times.

"Dad, why are you distracted?"

King Fu shook his head gently and sighed: "I ordered my father to lead troops to guard Yunzhou to prevent the robbery of the Tartars. That year, I stood on the city tower and looked around. This was the scene. It has been thirty years since then."

"Father...I asked you to vent my anger, why are you..."

"What kind of anger? In terms of talent, you are not as good as others, and in terms of vision, you are not as good as others. What kind of anger? Use your princess to suppress him? Or use my Fu King to suppress him?" Fu King put the map into his arms and said seriously: "It's getting late, rest early."

"Dad...Dad...oh, Father!!!"

Princess Ruibao watched King Fu leave, and was so angry that she stamped her feet. Then she muttered a few words and turned around and left.

When King Fu returned to his dormitory, he took out the map again, gently swayed the homelands on the map with his fingers, stroked the Tokyo Bianliang, stroked the Yanyun land, and stroked the top of Mount Tai. After a while, he was already crying.

He realized his loss of composure, quickly wiped away his tears, stood up and whispered: "I'm so greedy, I'll go eat a bowl of Hula soup tomorrow."

At this moment, Song Beiyun was sitting in the inn with his legs crossed, eating pastries that came from the spring meeting, and watching Yusheng be busy.

"Brother Yusheng, what are you busy with?"

"You have caused great trouble." Yu Sheng sighed, "You have offended Beipo and Princess today, ah...forget it, we will leave early tomorrow morning."

"What are you afraid of?" Song Beiyun raised his head: "How can they be with me?"

"You...you really don't know the world is high."

How could Song Beiyun not know about the sky and the earth? But he would not have any problems if he died. As long as the Beipo and the princess still wanted to keep in the literary world, they would not do anything to him. If they had to change someone, such as the son of the county magistrate, Song Beiyun might have been timid at that time because those who were unreasonable could only use their strength to fight, but it was the princess and the likes of Beipo, which was easier to deal with.

Because they claim to be cultural people and reasoning! So since they speak reasoning, then according to reasoning, what crime did Song Beiyun commit? He did not commit any crimes. Didn’t he just write a few recipes? He copied half of the poems about scenery? He neither spoke rude nor was he slandering the princess, so many people were watching!

This is the benefit of getting along with scholars. As for the north slope and west slope, he even wanted Song Beiyun to provoke the princess a little more, because as long as he was not blind, he could see that this guy admired the princess, but the princess obviously disdained him. The best way at this time was to have someone who opposed the princess appear, and he would come forward to suppress Song Beiyun.

Is it an alternative hero to save the beauty?

"Hahahaha..." Song Beiyun suddenly laughed out loud.

"When is it, you still laugh..."
Chapter completed!