Chapter Seventy-Eight: Cooking Sheep

As soon as Fu Xuan's carriage and horse returned to Wuyi Lane, he saw from a distance that Zhao and Jinting were already looking forward to it in the main hall. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 The servant who answered at the door handed Fu Xuan a wet handkerchief to wipe his hands and said, "My aunt has been looking forward to her son since yesterday. ”

Fu Xuan listened, his heart surged, and he was busy going into the house to return to Aunt Zhao's kindness, and Chu Meng also followed behind him. As soon as Fu Xuan entered the house, he bowed down in front of Aunt Zhao's knees, Aunt Zhao also had tears in her eyes, no matter how many life and death tribulations she had experienced, she escaped safely, but the next time she met again, Aunt Zhao was still frightened as if she had lost her soul, and she always muttered those words: "If Xuan'er has three long and two short, how can Aunt Nankang explain to your mother Princess Nankang behind her death." And Jin Ting is still serving his concubine and mother by the side, and the elders are always silent and do not interject a word when they speak.

"Auntie, it's Xuan'er who is not filial, and she always has to worry about her aunt in everything. Fu Xuan looked at her aunt's swollen eyes, and frost lines were added to her sideburns, and she was distressed.

"Aunt Zhao. Chu Meng said on the side, "Although this prince almost suffered a great disaster, he was also blessed by misfortune and received the emperor's commendation and reward." ”

Zhao collected some tears, raised his eyes and looked at the plain and delicate woman beside Fu Xuan, but unfortunately the first dream was still wearing the maidservant shirt of the Nanling Palace, and Zhao said: "This girl...... Why hasn't my aunt seen it?"

Lianxin hurriedly replied: "Auntie, it's a maid who goes to a new point in the son's house, and it's the first dream." ”

Aunt Zhao said "oh" meaningfully, and looked at this woman carefully, not only with a beautiful face, but also with the charm of ice posture and jade bones, and with aura in her eyebrows and eyes, it is no wonder that Fu Xuan likes it, so she brought Fu Xuan to her side and asked him: "Wei Zhen also went this time, Aunt Xuan'er took care of Wei Zhen before leaving, but did it?"

"Xuan'er and Wei Zhen sat far away, and they couldn't take care of her at the banquet, and something happened after the banquet, but Wei Zhen took care of me. ”

Aunt Zhao said to her in front of the first dream, and said: "Wei Zhen, this child, my aunt grew up watching her, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, kind and benevolent, regardless of character and appearance, she can be called a leader among the women of the family." ”

Fu Xuan also heard this deterrence, and replied with a light smile: "Yes, the uncle of the Wang family has a good family education." ”

"Hey, Xuan'er, what's wrong with your arm, why are you wrapped in a wound cloth?"

Fu Xuan lowered his head, and Aunt Zhao was really staring at the injured arm under the sleeve of his robe, looking like a bad thing, and hurriedly said: "I accidentally called a fire in the Nanling Palace, and I burned it, and I have called the imperial doctor to take a look, and the wound has been cleaned up, and it is okay." ”

Zhao ignored it, and said angrily: "Why are you so careless, are you not well taken care of in that mansion?"

"It's because Fu Xuan is not careful, and he has nothing to do with anyone. ”

"Either way. Zhao sighed, glanced at the first dream again, and whispered to Fu Xuan: "Although your father said that he didn't show it on his face, after you were in danger in Nafu, he didn't worry about you less, so go and say hello to him." ”

"Thank you Auntie for mentioning something!" Fu Xuan bowed respectfully again, even if Zhao didn't mention him, he was going to talk back to Xie An.

Coming out of Xie An's study, it was almost noon, the sun was hanging in the sky, there was no shade outside Xie An's study, and the sun was lying on the ground so straight. Fu Xuan walked out slowly, the first dream was waiting for him outside Xie An's study, Fu Xuan frowned slightly along the way, his appearance was not happy, the first dream saw him like this, so he stepped forward and asked, "Childe, are you okay?"

"Nothing else. Usually, I asked my father to lecture a few words, but it was a little dull. Fu Xuan smiled at Chu Meng and said, "It's you, the sun is so poisonous, it should be roasted." Let's go, it's time for lunch, and I don't know what kind of dishes I cooked in the stove today. ”

"The master is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he should train you for the good of the son. Chu Meng said, "Some of the things are serious, don't be sad about the child." ”

"Yo, you've only been in the house for more than a month, and this master's temperament has also made you understand it. Fu Xuan quipped. The reason why he was dull was not because of Xie An's words, but because Xie An told him something about Su Zhi's difficult expedition in the north, but after thinking about it, Fu Xuan was inconvenient to talk to Chu Mengdao.

Chu Meng went to the stove room with him to get lunch, and seeing that the cooking smoke was already in the present, Fu Xuan suddenly said: "Chu Meng, I suddenly remembered that night, you should promise to grill lamb skewers for me, you don't have to be in prison now, shouldn't you treat me?"

Chu Meng rolled his eyes and said playfully: "Childe's words are strange, what credit does Childe have, do you need to 'reward'?"

Fu Xuan laughed, saluted, and said, "Bite the text and chew the words in the lower bow, just ask the girl to reward a few skewers to eat, is this good?"

Chu Meng was also amused by him, and said, "Okay, okay, I won't make it difficult for you." I'll go and fetch some red willow branches, and the stove should have mutton prepared, and I can cook it on the winter charcoal stove in the child's house. ”

Fu Xuan turned the crisis into safety, and Chu Meng was also very happy in her heart, but she was not like the kind of innocent woman who was happy to be in shape, but when she helped Fu Xuan prepare the grilling utensils, her steps were much lighter.

Fu Xuan saw that Chu Meng was busy in the atrium of the eldest son's house, so he said, "What can I help?"

Chu Meng looked back and saw that Fu Xuan's robe of silk brocade was shining under the scorching sky, and said: "Childe, it's good to rest there, I'm afraid that Childe is coming, Chu Meng needs to take care of the fire and take care of you." ”

"In this way, how can I be such a son who is 'not diligent in all parts and does not distinguish between grains'. ”

Chu Meng smiled, while using the purple iron agate filigree short knife to cut the mutton, and said: "Why did the son suddenly want to eat mutton skewers that night, that mutton skewers are the diet of the Hu people, and the people of the Central Plains feel that the cooking method is too rough to get into the eyes." ”

"Not really. At present, although the Jin State is at war with the Hu people, among the Hu people, it is only the leaders of the regime who do evil, and more civilians are innocent and good. ”

Chu Meng noticed that he was not answering the question, as if he meant something, and was thinking about the mystery, but Fu Xuan was hugging her from behind, gently grabbing her hand holding the short knife, and the fluttering sleeve robe was pulled up to the elbow. Fu Xuan said: "These things of swords and swords can be left to our boy's family." ”

Chu Meng looked back slightly and asked, "According to Gongzi's words, what about my daughter's family?"

"My daughter's family should decorate herself like a flower every day, and inherit the bright color between heaven and earth. ”

"According to Gongzi's words, the daughter's family should be a flower bottle that just ignores and does not feel sad or happy?"

"I'm surprised again. Fu Xuan's gentle palm grabbed the slender finger of Chu Meng's knife with one hand, and held Chu Meng's hand holding the mutton with the other hand, wrapped around her, cut carefully with one knife, and said, "Did you get this problem of being good at arguing with people, did you get it after entering my house? It seems that in the future, I need to treat the root of your disease." ”

When he was young, the mutton was cut on the cutting board, and Chu Meng drained the soaked red willow branches to skewer meat, Fu Xuan was worried that there were barbs on the willow branches that had not been scraped, so he wanted to grab the skewers, and Chu Meng suspected that Fu Xuan's strings were out of order, messing with Sanqi, and he was not allowed to skewer them. The two frolicked, and finally put up the charcoal stove to roast, the scorching sun was red, destroying the charcoal in the underground charcoal stove and burning jubilantly, the two squatted by the stove and looked at the fire, only a short moment on the face was red and sweaty, the first dream and Fu Xuan looked at each other, the first dream said angrily: "How can anyone think about eating mutton on a hot day, I am good, and I will go crazy with you!"

Fu Xuan listened, smiled and took his sleeve to wipe the sweat on Chu Meng's forehead, and the two pushed back and forth and made a mess. is noisy, the fragrance of mutton spreads from the stove, the aroma is incomparably strange, hooking the soul, the fat oozing out after the good Hu sheep is roasted by the fire, and the slightly crispy skin, mixed with the fragrance of red willow branches, straight to the coveted, the first dream and timely sprinkled a handful of cumin and pepper noodles on the top, the seasoning crushed into the charcoal and set up a burst of sparks, Fu Xuan is already gearing up, can't wait to taste.

"Fuxuan Gongzi-" A girl's crisp shout came from outside the door.

Fu Xuan had almost brought the mutton skewers to his mouth, but Ying Lang trotted all the way from the main entrance of the house and shouted: "Fu Xuan Gongzi - Miss Wei Zhen has come to visit Gongzi, and she is almost to the Gongzi estate." ”