It's quite complicated, take your time and read it. Anyway, after I watched it, it was as if I hadn't watched it. I knew some of the words, but people were still confused after watching it [face covering]
The autumn banquet of the thirteenth year of Hongwu was held in the Nuan Pavilion next to Fengtian Hall. The sycamore leaves outside the eaves were swirled by the wind. Liu Bowen gathered the hem of his official robe and walked in while stepping on the frost marks on the gold bricks. The tip of his nose first encountered a strange aroma - not the usual fat aroma in the imperial kitchen, but a bit of burnt flesh. The Nuan Pavilion was already full of people. Xu Da was stirring the rice in the bowl with silver chopsticks, and the iron armor scraped against his sleeves; Li Shanchang was holding the tea cup, and his fingertips were rubbing the rim of the cup with peeling glaze; Hu Weiyong was standing in front of the case, serving dishes to Zhu Yuanzhang, and the hem of his brocade robe swept across the ground, bringing up some fine dust. Only Chang Yuchun's seat is vacant. He was hit by a stray arrow during the Northern Expedition last year, and his bones have long been cold. "Mr. Liu is here." Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head. The collar of his dragon-patterned uniform was open, revealing several shallow scars on his neck - the traces of being scratched by arrow feathers during the Battle of Poyang Lake. He pointed to the empty seat next to him, "I'll be waiting for you." As soon as Liu Bowen sat down, the waiter brought the first dish. Three shiny steamed rabbits lay on the celadon plate. The rabbit ears were neatly chopped off and the eye sockets were gouged out cleanly. The sauce poured on them was so red that it looked like solidified blood. The laughter in the audience suddenly stopped. Xu Da's hand holding the silver chopsticks tightened, and his knuckles turned white - the personal guard battalion under his command was confiscated by the Jinyi Guards just last month for concealing weapons. The leading captain's surname was Tu'er Li. Li Shanchang's tea cup banged against the table, and the tea spilled out, leaving dark circles on the bright yellow tablecloth. He thought of his nephew, who worked in the Ministry of Household Affairs, and had just been imprisoned in the sky jail the day before yesterday for corruption. "Have a taste." Zhu Yuanzhang picked up a piece of rabbit leg and picked out the bones slowly. "This wild rabbit was hunted by Lan Yu from Mobei. It is said to be fatter than those in the south of the Yangtze River." No one moved their chopsticks. The earth dragon in the Nuan Pavilion was burning too brightly, and the heat was wrapped in the meaty aroma and hit the face, which made people feel biting. Liu Bowen's eyes swept across the crowd and suddenly fell on Hu Weiyong - the newly promoted prime minister was smiling warmly, as if he hadn't seen the plate of steamed rabbit, but the knuckles of his hands hanging under his sleeves were tightly pinching the palms of his hands. When the second dish was served, Liu Bowen heard the chattering sound of his back molars. Braised dog meat was piled in a large white porcelain bowl, and starch seeds were rolling on the surface of the soup. Next to it were two cleanly chewed dog bones, with some blood stains on the bones. Li Shanchang took a breath of cold air. The mastiff he had raised for ten years bit the servant who was delivering a memorial to Zhu Yuanzhang the day before yesterday. On the same day, Mao Xiang and his royal guards beat him to death in front of the mansion, skinned him and hung it on the lintel. "Why doesn't Prime Minister Li eat it?" Zhu Yuanzhang put down his chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, "Last year you said that the dog meat in your hometown needs to be stewed with old wine to be delicious. I specially asked the imperial chef to learn it." Li Shanchang knelt on the ground with a "pop" and banged his forehead against the bricks: "I... I deserve death for my crime!" Xu Da slammed the table, and the wine in the flask spilled out and spread on the table: "Your Majesty! The brothers followed you from Haozhou to Nanjing. Even if they make mistakes, they should be dealt with clearly. What is the point of showing these underworld things?" Zhu Yuanzhang did not look at him, but raised his chin towards the chamberlain. When the third dish was served, cold sweat broke out on Liu Bowen's back and flowed down his spine, soaking his inner clothes. It was a whole steamed fat goose, its feathers were plucked cleanly, and its belly was stuffed with Codonopsis pilosula and wolfberry berries. The skin was steamed so translucent that even the wrinkles at the leg joints were clearly visible. Xu Da, who was sitting opposite the main seat, turned pale as a sheet of paper - the founding general had suffered from back gangrene since he was a child, and the imperial doctor had repeatedly warned him not to touch goose meat, otherwise he would die. The house was filled with dead silence. Even the soft sound of candles exploding was like a knife cutting into my heart. Liu Bowen looked at the three Daolai and suddenly understood. The steamed rabbit is a symbol of civil servants. The cunning rabbit dies and is cooked by lackeys; the dog meat refers to the military general, the loyal dog protects the master, but cannot escape slaughter; and the fat goose is the reminder handed to Xu Da's mouth, telling you clearly that if I want you to die, you must die. He remembered that when Hongwu retired and returned to his hometown in the eighth year, Zhu Yuanzhang gave him a farewell farewell on Zijin Mountain. At that time, the setting sun was dyeing the river into golden red. Zhu Yuanzhang pointed to the city wall at the foot of the mountain and smiled: "Sir, look at this country, does it look like a freshly baked sesame cake?" He replied at that time, "I only hope that this sesame cake will always be hot." Only then did he understand that when the sesame cake is cold, it must be thrown away. Since I have no use for it, I naturally have to get rid of it. "Mr. Liu." Zhu Yuanzhang's voice suddenly sounded, with a careless smile, "Why don't you speak? Is it because the food doesn't suit your taste?" Liu Bowen stood up slowly, hit his knees on the table, and overturned the soup bowl. The hot soup poured on his hands, but he didn't feel any pain. He looked at the man at the head of the throne, who once shared a pot of brown rice with him in the thatched cottage. Now there was only the deep pool of the emperor between his eyebrows and there was no wave at all. "Your Majesty," his voice was hoarse, but it spread clearly throughout the Nuan Pavilion, "We... Will definitely die." These words were like ice smashed into boiling oil. Xu Da stood up suddenly, and the armor pieces collided with each other with a loud clang; Li Shanchang collapsed on the ground, muttering "Your Majesty, please forgive me"; the smile on Hu Weiyong's face completely froze, and he hurriedly went to hold Zhu Yuanzhang's sleeves, but was thrown away. Zhu Yuanzhang laughed, and the laughter swirled in the Nuan Pavilion, causing the lantern on the beam to shake slightly: "Sir, you are still so smart." He picked up the silver chopsticks and poked the fat goose, "When you conquered the world, you said you would live and die with me. Now that the world is at peace, I can't be left alone to guard this empty palace. It's too deserted." Xu Da clenched his fists and his knuckles turned white: "Zhu Yuanzhang! We have gone through life and death to help you conquer the country. Is this how you treat your brothers?" "Brother?" Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows and threw the silver chopsticks on the plate, "General Xu, did you forget? When your son was practicing at the training ground last month, he said, 'This country is half as big as my Xu family'?" He looked at Li Shanchang, " Who is the box of dragon-patterned jade belts found in Prime Minister Li's mansion for?" Finally, his eyes fell on Hu Weiyong, "And Prime Minister Hu, the house in your hometown that is more magnificent than the palace was built with Jiangnan salt tax, right?" Every word is like a knife, accurately piercing everyone's weakness. Li Shanchang's face instantly lost color, and Hu Weiyong's lips trembled, unable to speak a word. Liu Bowen closed his eyes, and flashed before his eyes were those brothers who died in battle - Chang Yuchun was still clutching a half-broken spear when he died in Liuhe River; Zhu Wenzheng was guarding Hongdu and did not sleep for ninety days, but was imprisoned until death; and those unknown soldiers were buried in mass graves outside Nanjing without even a tombstone. They thought they were assisting the wise king, but they didn't know that when the birds are gone, the good bow is destined to be hidden. "Come here." Zhu Yuanzhang clapped his hands. The royal guards outside the Nuan Pavilion filed in, their black python-patterned skirts glowing coldly under the candlelight. The leader, Mao Xiang, bowed towards Zhu Yuanzhang, and the Xiuchun knife in his hand came out of its sheath with a clatter, and the light of the knife reflected on everyone's face. "General Xu," Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Xu Da, "I give you the whole body, which can be regarded as the friendship of the past." Xu Da laughed sadly, took the bowl of poisonous wine handed by the chamberlain, and drank it down. The drink dripped down the corner of his mouth, leaving dark traces on his clothes. He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, and the last light in his eyes went out: "I, Xu Da... Am blind..." Li Shanchang was still crying when he was dragged out, and his voice became farther and farther away, and was finally cut off by a muffled sound. Hu Weiyong was paralyzed on the ground, with urine and feces flowing out, but he was dragged out by Jin Yiwei like a dog to death - he knew better than anyone that what awaited him was Lingchi's execution, and the Hu Party case that implicated more than 30,000 people. Only Liu Bowen and Zhu Yuanzhang were left in the Nuan Pavilion. The candlelight flickered, casting their shadows on the wall, flickering brightly and dimly. "How do you want to die, sir?" Zhu Yuanzhang poured himself a glass of wine and sipped it slowly. Liu Bowen looked at the untouched plate of steamed goose and suddenly smiled: "I would like to ask your Majesty to give me a good coffin so that I can be buried back in my hometown in Qingtian." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "That's right." Three months later, Liu Bowen died of illness in his hometown. The imperial doctor said that he was suffering from chronic poison. Folks say it was Hu Weiyong who did it. Only he himself knows who the bowl of "tonic" sent from the palace was for. On the day of the burial, it rained heavily in Qingtian. In the funeral procession, someone was holding a plate of freshly baked sesame cakes, which were Liu Bowen's favorite food when he was young. The rainwater hit the sesame cakes, soaking them softly, just like those memories swollen by tears - the bonfire outside Haozhou City, the bloody light on Poyang Lake, the three dishes in the Fengtian Temple Nuan Pavilion, and the sentence "certain death" that could not be escaped after all. Many years later, the story of that autumn banquet was still circulated in Nanjing. Some people say that Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid that his ministers would rebel, while others said that those ministers should have been killed. Only in front of Liu Bowen's tomb in Qingtian Mountain, an old man would occasionally place a plate of steamed goose and sigh at the tombstone: "Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. It is never a joke."
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