Under the heavy snow, the Fu Mansion in Linyu Pass is full of lights, lively and extraordinary, the old lady of the Fu family celebrates his 60th birthday, and most of the rich businessmen and magnates in Linyu have poured into the Fu Mansion, and the snow of the Fu Mansion has been trampled. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the spacious and bright study hall, a three-fold jade screen separates it, and the snow light shines through the cloud-like gauze on the screen, enveloping the entire study in soft light.

The room was warm and dry with charcoal fire, and several old ladies sat comfortably behind the screen, chatting in a few words.

Yan Zhao looked at the stove in front of the screen boredly, carefully simmering hot water, in case the old man said too much to add tea, she only wore a thin gray dress, and there were fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, because a few old ladies were there, the earth dragon was a little warm, and she couldn't help but feel hot.

"Now that the situation has calmed down, and the emperor has also ascended to the throne, our old bones can be loosened. The old voice whispered with some laziness after relaxation.

"That's not necessarily, the one in front of him has escaped, and I don't know what the road will be in the future?"

"What nonsense! King Yijia is a guest in the mansion, are you tired of being alive!" There was a suppressed reprimand from behind the screen, and there was a "bang", and I don't know whose teacup fell to the ground.

"Old lady, do you want to add tea?" Yan Zhao turned his head to the side smartly, carefully listening to the movement inside.

"No!" The reprimanding voice immediately stopped Yan Zhao, and there was a sound of moving books inside, followed by a suppressed silence.

This Yijia King is so terrible?

Yan Zhao shook his head in confusion and continued to look at the fire unhappily.

After a while, someone finally took over the conversation, and this time the voice was lower: "Last month, a message came from the capital, saying that Song Guogong impeached King Yijia, and King Yijia found a reason to be detained. ”

"It's not just Song Guogong, but if he is a little dissatisfied with him, he will either die or be closed, and now even the Shaoqing of Dali Temple has been replaced by the person he promoted. This time the voice was lower, it was almost a whisper, and even the deaf and clear-eyed Yan Zhao had a hard time listening to it.

There was a lot of noise in the capital, and the emperor only reprimanded him twice and punished him for one year. ”

"He and the emperor are twin brothers, but the emperor is weak, so he specially invited him back, in order to plug the mouth of the imperial history, and let him succeed to the name of the king, writing different sects in life and different points in death. ”

"Brother Fu, he came to your mansion, do you know what it was for?"

"I don't know, now I'm also hanging in my heart, this person can't rub grit in his eyes, his methods are ruthless, and he doesn't leave a way out for himself at all, and he is not blessed in the imperial court!"

Yan Zhao smiled when he heard this, these old ladies pretended to be so worried about the country and the people, but in fact, they were just worried about their own lives and accumulated belongings, which was really ridiculous.

"Alas, don't talk about these things, the house specially invited the chef of Degui Restaurant today, and you will try the new five-color plum blossom cake later. ”

Five-color plum blossom cake!

Yan Zhao's ears trembled slightly, his eyes looked at the door brightly, and his facial features instantly became vivid and formed a lively face.

The kettle on the stove was "gurgling", her heart had drifted all the way to the kitchen with the snowflakes outside the window, and she could even see dishes of five-colored plum blossom cakes in the steamer, steaming hot, soft and glutinous.

She swallowed, and suddenly saw a figure passing by the path in the flower garden in the study hall.

Song Cheng!

She tiptoed out of the door, and with a slight leap, she blocked Song Cheng's way.

Song Cheng was wearing the same small clothes, but he was thin and thin, and he was startled by the sudden obstacle and stepped back, almost falling to the ground.

When he saw the person clearly, Song Cheng glared fiercely, grabbed Yan Zhao's collar, and scolded in a low voice: "Yan Zhao, are you going to die, use light skills here, do you want to be caught and tortured or do you want to be driven out to freeze to death and starve to death!"

Yan Zhao smiled flatteringly, revealing a neat row of small white teeth, and arched his hand: "I'm in a hurry, you can take care of me for a while, wait for the old lady to ask for tea and can't find anyone, we still have to be kicked out." ”

Song Cheng scolded angrily: "As long as you have a lot of things to do all day and night, others may not have half of your work for a few hours!

"Not really, I just drank an extra bowl of water when I came, really, I didn't lie to you. Yan Zhao looked at him sincerely, his eyes were shining, as if he was going to swear a curse in the next second.

Song Cheng thought about it, this is true, Yan Zhao is picky, she doesn't eat the tea dregs sent from the house at all, and she drinks water before every shift.

"Okay, you go, I'll watch for you for a while, just for a while, I still have an errand......" Before Song Cheng's words fell, Yan Zhao had already blown out like a small whirlwind.

The people in the kitchen are busy with their feet not touching the ground, there are a lot of guests here today, the young ladies and ladies in the backyard suddenly open a table in the lake pavilion, and suddenly open a table in the greenhouse to enjoy the flowers, everything has to be served hot, and the kitchen is busy at this time.

Yan Zhao drove through the big kitchen to the small kitchen at the back, although it was also busy, it was indeed quite tight, and the cook lady leaning against the door was as white and fat as a white steamed bun, and when she looked up, she saw Yan Zhao.

"Yan Zhao, why are you here? The cook immediately guarded the door of the kitchen.

"Aunt Liu, look at what you said, why can't I come. Yan Zhao smiled hippiely, grabbed the fat wrist of the cook with a slender hand, and gently pulled it, and got in.

"Oh, you stinky boy, where do you have so much strength with thin arms and thin legs, today is different from the past, if something goes wrong, no one can escape a beating!" Aunt Liu hurriedly went to pull Yan Zhao, she didn't dare to let Yan Zhao in.

"Eh, don't worry, I have a difference between the top five today, and the old lady asked me to get the five-color plum blossom cake. ”

It seems that there is such a thing, the old lady ordered Fu Wu to go ahead and keep an eye on a few young masters, and the others were too busy to do so, so they called Yan Zhaoding.

Aunt Liu looked at her suspiciously, and finally said: "No, this five-color plum blossom cake is very expensive, I have to send it over in person." ”

"Cheng, let's go together, I just saved my effort. Yan Zhao's face was not red, and his heart was not beating and he looked at Aunt Liu.

Where can you really leave people in the kitchen, Aunt Liu can't delay the kitchen, and she doesn't dare to really let Yan Zhao go back empty-handed, just thinking about it, she saw that Yan Zhao had already opened the steamer and sandwiched a plate of plum blossom cake from the hot steam.

A fresh fragrance gushes out, and there are really five colors in the soft and glutinous pastry, which is lightly wrapped in plum blossom filling, which makes people want to bite into it.

Yan Zhao forcibly endured his saliva and covered the food box.

"Yan Zhao, I can tell you, this thing is not pork belly, it is all set in weight, one less, and your annual silver is not enough to compensate. Aunt Liu scared her viciously, for fear that something would go wrong.

"Alright, alright, I know. Yan Zhao carried the food box out of the kitchen door, and as soon as he turned around, he came to the lotus pond where no one went in winter.

Just eat one, absolutely just one, one less will definitely not be visible,

Yan Zhao carefully pinched one and wrapped it in his mouth.

It melts in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, and then there is a very light sour taste to wash away the sweetness, so that you will not get tired of eating ten.

Sure enough, it was a five-color plum blossom cake that was difficult to buy in a queue recently, and this Fu family was really generous, and even invited the chef over.

"Here! Yan Zhao is here! Catch him!"

Yan Zhao didn't have time to cover the food box, so he was arrested, it turned out that Aunt Liu felt inappropriate afterwards, and sent a little girl to follow her, seeing that Yan Zhao didn't take the way to the study, she knew that she had been deceived.

"It's over. Yan Zhao hurriedly ran outside, this was different from the usual stealing food, she still had the taste of plum blossom cake in her mouth, but the appearance of Cheng Song holding her ears to starve her three meals had already appeared in her mind.

With so many people behind, she didn't dare to do light work, so she had to pull out her legs and run wildly, and finally she didn't know which courtyard she broke into, but the people who grabbed her stopped and stood at the door and didn't dare to move forward.

"Liushui Garden?" Yan Zhao glanced at the outside strangely, vaguely feeling that the name was a little familiar, and saw that everyone was no longer chasing in, so he looked forward.

Seeing a pavilion under the plum blossoms in the courtyard, a young man sat on a chair with his eyes closed, I don't know what he was thinking, his face was thin, with a bit of cunning and bitterness, his hair was meticulously tied, and a maid stood quietly next to him, and the chaotic footsteps interrupted him, he moved slightly, and opened his eyes.

The gaze was like lightning, through the fiery red plum blossoms, stabbing at Yan Zhao, Yan Zhao's heart was cold, a chill climbed from the soles of his feet to his spine, and even his scalp was numb.

Come on!

The instinct for survival told her to get out of here, and as soon as she lifted her leg, the man spoke.

"Come here. ”

Even the voice was full of coldness, without a trace of warmth.

Yan Zhao was a little scared, she looked back, the people outside the house had dispersed, and there was a sturdy man standing at the gate of the courtyard, holding his chest with both hands, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, the snowflakes on the umbrella had not yet melted, but in his hand it became a sword dripping with blood.

She moved cautiously to see the person clearly.

The person who called her was wearing an indigo robe, covered with slightly darker fox fur, and the corners were finely embroidered with a swastika pattern with deeper silk threads, which made his skin fair and delicate, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely long, and he was a very good-looking person.

It's just that the dark eyes are too cold, and the person who looks at it looks like they have soaked in the ice.

For some reason, being looked at with such eyes, Yan Zhao's brain buzzed, disturbing her headache, she didn't dare to look more, so she lowered her head.

The man looked at her carefully, his eyes like knives, trying to see her inside and out.

"What's your name?" he finally finished looking at Yan Zhao, and then spoke slowly.

"Yan Zhao. Yan Zhao replied cautiously.

"Yan Zhao?" I don't know if I was dissatisfied with Yan Zhao's reaction or the name, the man frowned slightly.

"You get out. The man thought for a moment, but waved his hand to let Yan Zhao out.

Yan Zhao didn't dare to go out, and in the distance, she saw a bunch of people, waiting to arrest her.

The man inside still frowned, and said after a long time: "Yunman, you don't look like ...... she looks."

The man with the umbrella stood beside him respectfully and said, "Although she is well disguised, wearing the clothes of a small servant and even drawing some sideburns, but from the perspective of her subordinates, she is a girl, and as for the rest, her subordinates dare not say anything." ”

"This temperament, it's weird, it's just that after five years, although she has changed a lot, how can I be mistaken? Doesn't she remember the past?" The man thought for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and the corners of his mouth curled up strangely.

"Yunman, you go and follow her, and come back to me in two hours. ”

"Yes. ”

After he finished ordering, Fu twisted his brows and thought about it, and from a distance, several people dressed as young masters hurriedly came over to make amends, and this person was King Yijia with a white face and a black heart.