107. West Lake Little Yellow Chicken Eleven
After traveling abroad for a few months, Wuyin received a letter from his imperial brother, urging him to go back quickly, even if there were a thousand or ten thousand unwilling in his heart, he had to go back, because his vacation was coming to an end, and the imperial brother was not allowed to ask for leave anymore, muddy.
Before going back, you have to send Shiyin and Xiuping home, and during the days of traveling, everyone has made great progress, and has seen a lot of things that they have not seen before, and the progress of martial arts is also very great, the most obvious of which is Shiyin and Wushuang, Zhengyang needless to say, is already very powerful, experienced, and Wuyin has lived for so many years, Xiuping's flying knife technology has long been perfect, and the internal force is also very deep.
I heard that Wuyin wanted to go back, Shiyin wiped her tears and was very reluctant, her parents died when she was a child, she was lonely, fortunately she was raised by Yan Yuan in Li Yuan, although she was treated like an eldest lady, but this also can't make up for the lack of family affection, during this time, she has always treated Wuyin as a father, Wuyin treats her very well, not only good to her but also teaches her a lot of life philosophy, Master, such as a master and a father. Wushuang and Zhengyang also make her feel like a sister, every time she sees Wushuang happily eating the food she makes, she is inexplicably satisfied, and she also likes Wushuang to call her sister sweetly.
Before parting, Wushuang said goodbye to Shiyin, and he said to Shiyin: "Sister Shiyin, you will come to Kyoto to see me in the future!" ”
"Okay, I'll go."
Wushuang snuggled into Shiyin's arms for a moment and left, and Shiyin beckoned and then put down and stopped at the door for a long, long time until their carriage disappeared from sight.
Xiuping gently patted Shiyin's shoulder: "Go back." ”
"Yes, cousin." Shiyin nodded slightly and took Xiuping's hand into the house.
After a few days of travel, Wuyin returned to his palace, and Wushuang, who was still wilting and sad about parting, immediately became energetic, and he ran to his room in a hurry, and said hello everywhere after putting his things away.
Wuyin lay on the bed and rubbed his eyes, he was very tired, he was in charge of the carriage, day and night.
Wushuang just wanted to break into the room to share something with his father when he was stopped by Zhengyang at the door, Zhengyang said softly in Wushuang's ear: "Daddy is very tired and asleep." ”
Wushuang immediately became nervous, covered his mouth with his hand and nodded: "Brother, then let's go play." ”
He lowered his voice so that only two people could hear him, and the two children left the silent doorway together.
Suddenly, Wushuang had an idea and excitedly pulled Zhengyang's clothes and said, "Brother, let's go and make food for our father, Daddy, I will be very hungry when I wake up." ”
"Okay." Zhengyang thinks this is a good idea, in the past, Wuyin took care of them, but this time he took care of Wuyin.
They found a maidservant sister, and Wushuang said softly: "Sister Qingli, take us to the kitchen, we want to make food for our father." ”
Qingli was stunned: "! ”
After reacting, he immediately said: "Big Shizi, Xiao Shizi, no, it's very dangerous in the kitchen." ”
Wushuang pouted: "There will be no danger, Sister Qingli will help us!" ”
Zhengyang said: "Sister Qingli, you don't have to worry that your father will punish you, it'll be fine." ”
"Well, well." Qingli can't bear to refuse the cutest big and small princes in their palaces, especially the eldest prince, please, don't make this expression, she really can't bear it.
The kitchen is not dirty, but very neat and clean, and the things are sorted and placed very well, because the two children are not tall enough, Qingli gave them a stone to barely can.
Wushuang frowned with the washed dishes, and gestured with his fingers on them, how should this be cut, because Zhengyang would not be able to cut it, Zhengyang rolled up his sleeves, picked up a sharp kitchen knife and cut it in the same way as his father, and each slice was cut thick and even.
There are a few fresh grass carp in the water basin, Wushuang wants to burn sweet and sour fish, so he goes to catch fish, but he didn't expect this fish to be slippery, just about to catch it in his wrist and swim away, Wushuang frowned and reached out to catch it, fluttering the fish jumped up and splashed a lot of water droplets, but Wushuang just didn't want to give up and continue to catch.
Finally, he caught a grass carp, he held the fish and threw it on the board, and directly stunned the fish with the handle of the knife: "Haha, look at me." ”
Qingli saw that Wushuang didn't know what to do with the fish, so he went to teach: "Da Shizi, you have to scrape off the scales, break open the belly of the fish and take out the liver and bitter gallbladder inside, and the gills of the fish must also be removed." ”
"Okay, I'll try." Wushuang took the knife and scraped it, and the sad fish was scraped into a mess.
"Here's how it goes." Qingli used to teach him by hand, and finally scraped the scales clean, although the fish had broken its phase.
Zhengyang is very careful to cut as if he is making a work of art, he reads each paragraph very carefully, and strives to cut the length consistently, this attitude of excellence is too rare.
The side dishes were cut and washed, Qingli took the initiative to light the fire, she didn't dare to let the two children do it, if it was so hot that it burned, it would be a tragedy.
The fire was ready, and Qingli pointed while burning the fire: "Now you can pour oil." ”
Wushuang poured oil into the pot, and the pot crackled, he didn't expect the oil to fry and jumped directly off the stone.
Zhengyang said: "It's okay, pour the vegetables into the pot." He also knows a little about cooking, but the basic steps are still clear.
After tossing for a long time, it was finally out of the pot, Wushuang picked up the chopsticks and tasted it: "It's delicious." ”
Zhengyang Fox also tasted it suspiciously: the taste is average, but I think it is delicious no matter how I make it.
Qingli praised: "The prince will definitely be happy, it looks good." ”
Wuyin rubbed his head and woke up from his sleep, he exhaled: "I actually fell asleep, ah, it's late outside, and I said that I would make something delicious for Wushuang today." ”
He hurriedly ran to the kitchen but found that Wushuang, Zhengyang and Qingli were in the kitchen, and a few people were surrounding a few hot dishes.
Wushuang's eyebrows danced and ran over and pulled Wuyin over: "Daddy, what we made, come and taste it." ”
“!” He was a little incredulous, "You did that?" ”
Zhengyang nodded, silently picked up the dishes and chopsticks and tasted them, although the fish and meat were a little firewood, the soup was a little lighter, and the vegetables were a little salty and burnt, but it was not bad, he was so moved, and there was a warm current in his heart, which was made for him by his son.
Seeing that his son's white and tender face was still stained with some fish scales and bloodstains, he reached out and hugged the two children in his arms: "It's delicious, it's really delicious." ”
This time it really touched Wuyin, he felt that he could do anything for his son.
The next day, he was going to enter the palace, and when he came back, he had to report to the imperial brother.
In the study, the emperor raised his eyebrows: "My good brother, you have been running for a year, and I don't know how to share the burden for the imperial brother." ”
Wuyin smiled embarrassedly: "Brother Huang, you also know that I don't like restraint, you see I also brought you a lot of gifts." ”
The emperor looked at those medicinal herbs and was helpless: "I know that you feel sorry for the imperial brother, okay, I don't force you if you don't like it, but you remember to come and see the imperial brother and chat with the imperial brother when you have time." ”
The height is unbearable, as the lord of a country is really tired, he has to work every day, and he is afraid that the people around him will betray him, but he knows that his younger brother will never do it, he has this feeling, so he likes to be with his brother, which will make him feel relaxed, as if his troubles are gone.
The two came to the Imperial Garden side by side, walking in the shade of the trees is very pleasant, there are many varieties of flowers in the Imperial Garden, there are different scenery throughout the year, it is summer, the pond is full of lotus flowers, and there are fat koi swimming around under the lotus leaves.
Suddenly, a woman with a straight belly appeared in front of her, led by the palace maid on the road, and when she saw the emperor, she immediately saluted: "The concubine pays tribute to the emperor." ”
"Concubine Shu is pregnant, so you don't need to be polite." The emperor said plainly.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Concubine Shu smiled, looking dignified.
Wuyin looked at it and had to admit that this was a very attractive woman, no wonder the royal brother would make her a concubine, looking at that belly, she must be born in another month.
He teased: "Brother Huang, it seems that I am going to have one more nephew." ”
"Yes, you must come when the time comes, and you must not refuse."
Why is the topic here again, he nodded: "Brother Huang, I will definitely come." "He's very credit-worthy, absolutely 100 percent creditworthy.
He smiled brightly, and the imperial brother shook his head lightly: "You, you, don't forget to go to the Ministry of Industry to report in a few days, although it is only an idle position, but you can't go all the time." ”
"Yes, yes, definitely going." His imperial brother really caught him to work at every opportunity, think about the novel, don't people want their brothers to have no power, don't they care about anything, why are you so different, brother.
After playing for a while, he wanted to go home, but the royal brother asked him to stay, and he had already prepared food and wine, and he really couldn't escape this time.
During the meal, the two raised their glasses to drink, and the three of them were so uncomfortable, lying on the table with a red face silently: "Brother Huang, your wine is not as good as what I brewed, burp." ”
"Yes, brother, you really need to practice your drinking power."
Wuyin waved his hand: "Don't, no, the wine is not good, I like sweet and sour juices." ”
"Alas, you're drunk."
"Hiccup, I'm not drunk, I can drink another three hundred cups, where did Li Bai's poem come from." He tapped his head and thought about it, "Well, I can't remember." ”
"Three hundred cups at a time."
"Uh-huh." The sound grew quieter and quieter, and soon disappeared into thin air.
The emperor sighed and sent someone to help him into the room to serve him well, he rubbed his temples with a smile, he had not been so presumptuous for a long time, this is really good, and his brother is also very good.
Looking at the bright moon outside, he felt that as long as someone always supported him and did not betray him, he would not be afraid of any difficulties in front of him, even if the ground was full of thorns, he would overcome them.