The reconciled acacia noodles were steamed on the pot for about a quarter of an hour, and Qingxuan scooped them out with a big spoon, which happened to be a beautiful semi-arc.

As early as the moment when the aroma was about to disperse, Yuan Jiusi's stomach was already screaming. At this time, looking at the white and tender, steaming pastry is even more salivating.

After the acacia cake cooled for a while, he took a knife and sliced it into thin slices after clearing his hands, and neatly packed it into several coarse porcelain plates.

His movements are clean, and even when he cooks food, it is pleasing to the eye.

Until finally Qingxuan took out the sugar jar and sprinkled a thin layer of white sugar on it. As soon as he looked up, he saw that someone's eyes were rolling into the plate.

Swallowing his saliva silently, Yuan Jiusi was planning how to ask for a piece to taste.

At this time, a little monk came outside, and the score was unbiased.

"Senior Brother Qingxuan, is the pastry steamed?" the little monk asked him by poking his head out of the door.

Yuan Jiusi sat behind the door, just avoiding his gaze. Seeing that people don't see themselves, they simply don't say anything and think that they don't exist.

Qingxuan handed him a few plates in a wooden tray. The face that had been solemn finally had a smile on his face, and he said to the little monk: "I was punished by the master, but I am not allowed to eat it secretly." If you are diligent in memorizing yesterday's scriptures these days, my brother will make you a bowl alone. ”

Hearing him mention his disgraceful things, the little monk's face appeared ashamed. But he still couldn't help but be driven by greed, and emphasized in a low voice, "Then senior brother, don't forget what Jì said." ”

"Hmm. Qingxuan nodded, and his smile deepened.

Looking from Yuan Jiusi's direction, he happened to have a clear view of his side face.

If there is ice, the smile is very warm.

After Qingxuan sent the little monk away, Yuan Jiu looked at the empty stove in disappointment. There were only a few crumbs left on the table, and only a few wisps of sweet fragrance remained in the kitchen.

Seeing Yuan Jiusi's depressed expression, Qing Xuan cleaned up the table and said lightly: "Fang Cai's pastries are to be sent to the guests." If the donor wants to use it, there is still some left in the pot. "He's so focused on whatever he does, so he doesn't look at her.

Yuan Jiusi almost suspected that he was dizzy from hunger, and imagined such a sentence.

Stirring the sleeves of his clothes, he walked over and lifted the wooden lid on the pot, and the hot water vapor immediately steamed out. She reached out and fanned the mist, and was delighted to find that there was indeed a small piece left in it.

I was so excited that I was about to reach out to take it.

"The water is still boiling, isn't the donor afraid of being hot?" Qing Xuan stared at the hand that was as thin as an onion root, and said suddenly when she was about to touch the edge of the bowl.

"Hey, forget jì, forget jì!" With a smile, Yuan Jiusi retracted his hand and touched the root of his ear, and took the handkerchief handed over by Qing Xuan. Wrap the bowl in a cloth and bring out the remaining sweet cakes.

Learning to scoop a spoonful of crystal clear sugar and sprinkle it on the cake, Yuan Jiusi couldn't wait to taste it.

The aroma is rich, crispy and sweet, and very delicious.

A monk with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, she ate happily and thought to herself.

It wasn't until she had eaten most of it that she realized that Qingxuan hadn't tasted it yet. Looking up at him looking at herself, Yuan Jiusi was embarrassed for a while, she took care of herself.

"It doesn't matter, there are many acacia flowers in Putuo Temple. He knew what she was going to say, and spoke very understandingly.

Yuan Jiusi felt that this monk was a good person.

While picking the bottom of the bowl with a spoon, she spoke to him vaguely: "You don't always call the donor, anyway, no one, Master Qingxuan, you just call me by my name, well, you call me Ah Jiu." ”

"It's been out for so long, let's go back as soon as the donor runs out. When Qingxuan lowered his head, he happened to see the shiny fine sugar on the corner of her lips, and he opened his eyes.

It's been a while since she came out, and if the flower note sees that she is gone, she should be in a hurry, and her eyes have no intention of sweeping to the acacia flowers that are falling outside.

Yuan Jiu thought about it and tried to discuss it with him, "I'll come back next year, I'll look for you when the time comes, how about the little master continue to make me a locust flower cake next year? If you agree, next year I will bring you a book from home as a reward. ”

Unexpectedly, Qingxuan rejected her, "Amitabha." As the year turns, feng shui will change, and people's hearts will change. If there is a fate at this time next year, it will not hurt for the poor monk to make some food for the donor, but the scriptures hidden in the donor's house must be cherished by someone, so there is no need. ”

I didn't expect him to agree so quickly, although he spoke in a gentle manner, it didn't prevent Yuan Jiusi from being happy, so he hurriedly said: "Then it's decided." I'm the same as the little monk just now, I've already written down the words, and the senior brother doesn't have to pay the bill. As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and saluted him.

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When she slowly returned to the meditation room with her full stomach, she happened to meet a few Lan Yi who came out to find her.

"I woke up and didn't see anyone, so I went out to find something to eat. After going back, Yuan Jiusi sat on the couch and rubbed his sore legs, while comforting the flower note.

I didn't clean up my feet in the attic before, and then walked a long way. After sitting down, Yuan Jiusi felt faintly uncomfortable at the ankle.

Hua Jian sighed and went over to beat her legs. Thinking about the inconvenience outside, it didn't hurt much anyway, Yuan Jiusi didn't say anything, leaned back comfortably, leaned on the soft pillow and rested with half squinted eyes.

The sweet fragrance of acacia flowers lingered all the time, and he opened his eyes suspiciously, and Yuan Jiusi's eyes roamed around the room. Not far away, there was a plate of white sweet cakes on the table.

"What's that?" she asked.

Only then did she remember that she had forgotten it when she entered the door.

After making a look, Cai Rong, who was beside Hou, handed the pastries and tea to Yuan Jiusi together.

Afraid that she would not be satisfied, Hua Jian soothed: "There is nothing to eat in the temple, but it is said that there is a monk who can make acacia cakes." At noon, the princess didn't use anything, so now she made do with her belly. The tea leaves are very good, and they are newly picked from Putuo Mountain from behind this morning. ”

"I'm not hungry right now. Taking the cup to moisten his throat, Yuan Jiusi remembered the mountain spring water he had just drunk in the kitchen.

He said slowly: "You ask someone to find a few pieces of oiled paper to wrap all the acacia cakes for me, and give them to me later." ”

It was twilight, and it was evening after the ceremony, and it was time to return to the palace.

Yuan Jiusi touched the bag of sliced acacia cake in his sleeve. Under the residual sun, she looked back and found that the majestic Putuo Temple had acacia flowers, and there were many more soft flowers.

The crowd was bustling, Yuan Jiu looked at the foothills stretching in the distance boredly, and suddenly saw that there was a figure in Yuan Mingjiang that was a little familiar, and he couldn't help but pay a little more attention, even if he was wearing the clothes of a eunuch, he couldn't hide his graceful posture.

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After a long journey, Yuan Jiusi only felt tired after returning to the palace.

After taking a bath, he was about to rest, and Cai Rong came in and sent something to the little eunuch who said that there was a post station outside.

"It's this hour, what are the people from the post station doing?" Yuan Jiusi's eyelids were fighting, and he was reluctant to see people.

Hua Jian saw that she was very sleepy, and she didn't want anyone to bother her anymore, so she thought in pieces: "But isn't it? Could it be that there is someone outside the palace who brings something to the princess, and the slave maid will go and send people away."

"Brother Lang!" "Could it be Gongzi Lang!" This time the two had a tacit understanding and said in unison. It's been nearly a month since he left, and if the journey is in a hurry, it's just enough for a round trip.

This message is more effective than smelling the most refreshing incense, and Yuan Jiusi is sleepy and wakes up most of the time.

The March flowers bloomed, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were dyed with an uncontrollable smile, she brushed her hair and sat up straight, then poked the flower note with her hand and ordered: "What are you still doing in a daze? Go and let people in!"

After saying that, she reclined on the soft beauty couch and waited for someone to come in.

When I looked up slightly, I saw a bronze mirror not far away.

The mirror does not see the face of the hibiscus, but reflects the round moon outside the window.

The night breeze at night was cool, like who was caressing her face.

Feeling that the wind was blowing, a little maid was going to put down the window lattice, but Yuan Jiusi hurriedly stopped it. At the end of the day, she pulled the sleeve of the paper and pointed out the window. "Do you say this is a thousand miles of Gongchanjuan?"

The little fan of the post station didn't talk much, and he didn't look around when he entered the door, so he handed the things to the flower note in a proper manner.

The bulging yellow paper envelope was simply written on Yuan Jiusi's title, although no one sent it, but the gentle but chic handwriting Yuan Jiusi was very familiar.

didn't care about sending Xiao Fanzi away first, so Yuan Jiusi neatly opened the letter along the side in front of people.

Listening softly, under the light of the warm palace lamp, a crystal clear dice instantly fell into view, which was particularly eye-catching.

In the middle of the dice are blood-red beads, and when you roll them in your palm a few times, the beads hit the ivory wall with a crisp sound.

Other than that, there was nothing in the letter, not even a word.

The beads inside were not her usual agate gemstones. There is no mark left by the polishing, but it is in the shape of a heart like a beauty's tip.

"What do you see here?" Yuan Jiusi carefully handed over the flower note, and couldn't help but cry out in confusion.

Hua Jian looked at it for a long time and shook her head, she didn't know.

Listening to her question, and no one answered, Xiao Fanzi boldly took a few steps closer, looked up and bowed to her: "Back to the princess, this little one recognizes it, it is a sea red bean, also called acacia bean." Sea red beans grow in the south, which is rare here in our imperial city. The little one spent time in the south when he was a child, so he knew each other. ”

"It's Acacia Bean!" looked at the dice for a long time, as if thinking of something extremely happy, Yuan Jiusi's smile became deeper and deeper.

But after a while, her face changed, "Little Fanzi, do you know what that acacia bean means?" Yuan Jiusi asked very lightly.

There is a pang between the eyebrows, although the eyes are still bright, but they are more cold.

Fortunately, Xiao Fanzi is a shrewd person, and he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly knelt down and said repeatedly: "It's the little clumsy person who saw it wrong, the princess forgives the sins, the princess forgives the sins!"

He looked sincerely frightened, Yuan Jiusi looked at it silently for a long time before signaling the flower note to help him up, his tone changed suddenly, and he said slowly: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you see it wrong, just remember not to say it wrong." If there are any letters from this princess in the future, they will all be sent by you personally, understand?"

"The little one understands. Unconsciously, Xiao Fanzi was already in a cold sweat on his back, and he replied hard before dragging his somewhat vain steps back.

It wasn't until the person left that Yuan Jiusi half-stood up.

She pinched the dice with two fingers and swayed under the lamp, quietly listening to the sound of joy.

The ivory surface is chiseled and has a warm and sparkling light. A slender neck was exposed under her cloud-like thick green silk, as delicate as salt and jade, comparable to the ivory in her hand.

"The slave and maid look at Xiao Fanzi as honest, and she can't stand the princess's scare. ”

"Notes, he said he missed me. Shaking his head, Yuan Jiusi looked at the bright bean inside stupidly, and whispered in a crooked voice, which was extremely gentle and lovely.

"I didn't expect him to talk like this, I know all about lovesickness. ”