"Because of the jade fish. The jade fish that was given by Xin Yi as a New Year's gift. Zheng Siying seemed to be in a good mood and explained very carefully, "The shadow guard just reported that it was a jade fish that Xin Yi sent Wang Wenyuan. And the same jade fish, this girl had received it from Xin Yi a day ago. Every year, auspicious, you just go to the people's homes to see, the New Year's fish ornaments are in pairs. So the jade fish was originally a pair, and it was deliberately split in half by Xin Yi and sent to two places. ”

"A pair of jade fish...... Pair...... A pair?" the little maid pondered with great difficulty, and gradually felt that something was wrong.

Happy for the New Year, jade fish in pairs. The fish-shaped New Year's gifts are sent according to the pair, in order to take auspicious and good intentions, and how can there be a deliberate dismantling and a single gift.

Unless, the original intention of sending jade fish is not a New Year's greeting at all.

"The point is: in pairs. Zheng Siying squinted slightly, the teacup on her fingertips seemed to be a little unstable, and the tea swayed, "Xin Yi wants to use the jade fish to hint at Wang Wenyuan, which means that love and love become pairs." It is also through the dismantling of the jade fish, suggesting that the falling flowers are intentional and the flowing water is ruthless. Good, good, she made a good move. ”

The last few words burst out from between the woman's teeth, bringing a chill to the forest.

The little maid couldn't help but shrink her neck, and gave herself a few more courage before she dared to continue to ask: "The jade fish hints into a pair, how can it hint at the law?"

"There is a rule in the chess game, which is to always be on guard, the wall has ears. Zheng Siying was stunned word by word, and the cold air was rampant, "Especially according to her caution, even if she joins forces to form an alliance, she will never explain the vernacular." Therefore, with a pair of jade fish, showing the meaning of pairs, it can not only point out my name without making a sound, but also invisibly instigate Wang Wenyuan to take the lead. It can be described as a good chess game that kills two birds with one stone, and can retreat by itself. ”

The little maid was silent. She is Zheng Siying's confidant, so what is double and what fish, she understands it after a little thought.

The joy of fish and water, in pairs. It is said that the wind and moon of men and women are boundless, teaching people to be gentle and drunk.

And the fish in Zheng Siying's heart, one is on herself, and the other is on that person. Pan Lang in white, his chess skills are peerless, he is hateful and affectionate, and the fish are all swimming alone.

What Zheng Siying is afraid of is not the gossip of women's morality and lewdness.

What she is afraid of is that the world knows that she has betrayed her family loyalty to Wang Jian, for the sake of a man's and women's private relationship.

In the chess game, there are only interests, and those who are emotional are stupid. If Zheng Siying is revealed to such a true face, the only thing waiting for her is to be abandoned, to be a chess game in the world, and to be Wang Jian's royal family.

But she's going to win. The victory and defeat have not been decided, how can they be abandoned.

The sparks at the bottom of Zheng Siying's eyes burned loudly, turning into fireworks of the Ming **, coating her entire face with a layer of blazing, if the moth pounced on the candle flame at the last moment, it was almost a fish dead and the net was broken.

"Xin Yi, you and my chess have just begun. I'll punish Wang Wenyuan first, and then I'll see you in the endgame. Wang Wenyuan is okay, if she is not interested, I will never be merciful. ”

Zheng Siying's fingertips pressed hard, making the teacup gurgle, and a rotten smile bloomed at the corners of her lips, as if it had bloomed into a sweet oleander.

Premature, highly poisonous.

The little maid's scalp was numb.

The man who walked into the private room was very happy: "It is this kind of smile that can teach people to understand what a gentle knife is, and a knife takes people's lives." ”

The private room has been chartered by Zheng Siying, and there are dozens of shadow guards guarding the dark place, but the man walked in as if no one was around, sat down on the opposite side of the desk casually, and took a restaurant guy behind him to set up half a table of wine and food for him.

After Zheng Siying saw the man's face clearly, the initial anger quickly turned into indifference: "Meet His Royal Highness the King of Jin." The prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old. ”

The woman got up, pulled her skirt, and gave blessings, revealing the dignity of everyone's ladies everywhere, and any superfluous expressions on her face were quickly hidden.

Li Jingting retired from the restaurant, gave Zheng Siying a hand, and immediately set his eyes on the wine and food in front of him: "For the New Year, Miss Zheng will not go to visit relatives and friends, greet the New Year, come to this civilian restaurant to order a pot of tea, and enjoy the snow is not boring." ”

Zheng Siying didn't understand the temptation in the man's words, but smiled faintly: "The courtiers are willing to enjoy the snow, and they don't hinder anyone." However, the prince condescended to be noble, not to come to the restaurant on purpose, and to occupy half of the table case of the courtier's daughter. ”

"Do you want this king to sit with the people in the hall?" Li Jingting replied smoothly.

"In this case, the courtiers cannot have the private room alone, and it is good to have more than one companion. It's just that the courtiers enjoy the snow and drink tea, what is the prince here to do?" Zheng Siying was gentle, and she didn't see Fang Cai's fiery smile again.

"Didn't you see that?" Li Jingting said to the table in front of him. A pair of dishes and chopsticks on the table, a few small dishes, are all like ordinary diners.

"Dinner, the dignified prince of the heavenly family, come to a civilian restaurant for dinner?" Zheng Siying's smile suddenly rose cold.

"To be precise, this king is here to taste mutton. Li Jingting didn't look at Zheng Siying, but just took out the jade chopstick, uncovered the lid of the stew cup, and was about to feast, "A friend of this king loves to eat mutton in winter. The king thought of taking advantage of the New Year's greetings to give her a lamb's belly soup, which should be a New Year's gift. ”

"The prince's friend is naturally either rich or expensive. The prince's intentions are good, but he doesn't use the palace kitchen to stew sheep, and he prefers the craftsmanship of this civilian restaurant?"

She didn't understand whether Li Jingting's appearance was a calculation aimed at her. But listening to his arrangement, coupled with the sheep meal on the case, it is really unbelievable.

"She's not rich, she's not rich, she's not expensive. It's just a humble house, a vulgar and vulgar person. Li Jingting's words were plain, but his eyes were soft for a moment, and even he didn't notice it, "To suit her taste, it must be the most ordinary." This king only has an imperial kitchen, and he has made delicious food, but he can't make ordinary taste. ”

"That's right. So Wang Ye is a folk restaurant 'looking for taste', and I happened to try this. Zheng Siying paused, and her eyebrows furrowed again, "But even so, the prince is making snacks with the skills of the imperial chef, is it really a vulgar taste, how can the prince taste it himself?"

Li Jingting smiled. With the royal natural noble smile, he actually revealed a cold and lonely feeling: "Of course this king can't eat." I just think it's hard to eat, and it tastes like chewing wax. But if it weren't for the king himself to taste it, the king wouldn't be at ease. Fortunately, after tasting half of Chang'an, I gradually got the hang of it. For example, the lamb belly soup in this house is doing well. ”

Zheng Siying was silent for a long time.

What kind of "friend" can make Li Jingting use a pair of feet to walk all over the civilian restaurants in Chang'an, just to find out the mundane taste that "he" is used to.

It's not a palace delicacy, it's not a tricky kitchen hand, it's just a cheap lamb belly soup from the people, and he has to taste it with his own mouth to rest assured, asking for the joy of "him" at that moment.

Zheng Siying's face was a little complicated, and she looked at more than a dozen kinds of tripe soup in front of Li Jingting, and the man's gaze also waved.