The three hundred and sixty-second round

Before dinner in the evening, Qin Ying really went to the back kitchen, gave Mei Sanniang a hand, put it into a pot of half-boiled soup, and put all kinds of spices to it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Mei Sanniang took a bite and found that it was slightly salty, covering the original light fragrance. But thinking of Qin Ying's first time making soup, he pursed his lips and praised her with a smile.

When Qin Ying heard this, he really thought that he was seasoning very well, and when the soup was presented to everyone, Qin Ying took the lead in taking a spoon and scooping it into his mouth with great interest, but it almost squirted out. Sure enough, I still can't overestimate myself.

Even more so, just because she gave a plate of bean rice to her master Ning Fengzi a hundred years ago, she was determined to be proficient in cooking and just followed the sage teachings of "gentlemen are far away from cooking".

Li Chunfeng drank the soup halfway through eating, and frowned rarely: "Mei Sanniang's craftsmanship is unstable today?" He came here with the hairpin lady to visit Pei Lin again in the afternoon, and then left after dinner.

"Ahem, ahem, I cooked it." In order to maintain Mei Sanniang's craftsmanship, Qin Ying hurriedly stretched out her hand to clarify to the audience.

Li Chengqian listened to the conversation between Li Chunfeng and Qin Ying, and was surprised that these two courtiers had such a good relationship in private.

His Majesty has always disliked courtiers forming parties, but this matter has been repeatedly prohibited, such as the eldest grandson's uncle Fang Xuanling and Gao Shilian, which is a solid and unbreakable iron triangle. Looking at Li Chunfeng and Qin Ying now, it seems that they are also factional.

…… No wonder Qin Ying sent a handwritten letter in Youzhou at the beginning, and Li Chunfeng would go toe-for-tat with Hou Junji, the secretary of the Ministry of War, for her. Although Li Chengqian did not observe the small court meeting, he specially asked Bai Dalang, who was serving in the imperial study, afterwards.

"Actually, it's quite distinctive when you drink it carefully." The hairpin lady glared at Li Chunfeng after saying that, warned him not to eat Qin Ying's meal, and inadvertently offended the proprietor Qin Ying.

Qin Xi pointed at the bowl and commented pertinently on the little sister's cooking skills that she hadn't seen for a hundred years: "It's not too bad but it's not good, don't ask her to go to the back kitchen to spoil the ingredients in the future." ”

Qin Ying glanced at her sister with half disgust, and only her own family could do it so neatly.

Li Chengqian sat diagonally opposite Qin Ying, and when he heard Qin Xi's words, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips to reveal a faint smile. If he hadn't asked her to show her sincerity, I'm afraid that Qin Ying would never touch anything in the kitchen in her life, right? Thinking that he had persuaded Qin Ying with just one sentence, he took the spoon and drank half of it elegantly, but he didn't feel that it was difficult to eat at all.

After dinner, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stayed at the banquet with his name hidden, and everyone restrained their expressions and did not dare to play recklessly. Even the geisha kept their voices down before whispering to each other.

Later, Qin Ying saw that Li Chengqian's stealth momentum had shocked many people, so he got up and personally led him to the guest room in the backyard, so that the guests could play boldly with confidence.

The geisha guessed for a long time, but they did not have a reasonable conclusion about Li Chengqian's identity.

He is dressed luxuriously but embroidered with low-key moire, and he thinks he is the son of a rich family with a deep background. However, the official prostitutes among the geisha, such as Zhaotan and Moxiang, often go in and out of the official mansions, and they have an impression of the age and appearance of the sons of those famous families, and Li Chengqian can't be like anyone in the second generation of Beijing.

However, Qin Ying didn't introduce Li Chengqian to anyone during dinner, which was obviously a good guess for them to be so curious.

Qin Xi happened to pass by the semicircle made up by the geisha, and when he heard words such as the Du family and the eldest grandson's family, he couldn't help but be glad that the little sister had told her surname to herself.

Ming Li was on the side of the Emperor of Heaven and Ming Li, and the three of them were taking turns throwing feathers into the pot. No one mentions Li Chengqian, as if they had a tacit understanding cultivated after getting along for a short time. They all regard the powerful in the world as if they were nothing, after all, they are no longer here.

The hairpin lady and Li Chunfeng both sent Pei Lin back to the wing room, and then walked hand in hand to the place where there were few people and whispered. Every time they came to Qin Ying's house, they seemed to take the opportunity to steal love. Qin Ying, as the proprietor, didn't care, and the little servants in the house could only pretend that they didn't know.

Qin Ying sent someone to send pillows, quilts, water basins and other things, and took him out of the door to point out the scenery in the backyard.

At this time, the small garden planted with pine and bamboo, every five steps is lit up with paper-paste Wufang palace lamps, colorful silk flowers are hung in the treetops, and the shadows are more than enough to hide, but it adds some interest.

Li Chengqian knew that Qin Ying was afraid of the cold, so he stuffed the hand stove in his sleeve into her arms and said, "A-Niang gave it to me in the morning, and I don't want to be warm at night." "Just now he came out of Qin Ying's wing room to go to the banquet without intentionally bringing it with him, and now he just borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

She picked up the delicate hand stove and looked at it by the lamp, the cream burning in it was milky white, she looked down and smelled it, and found that this thing didn't smell at all, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "This is the mermaid paste that exists in the legend?" ”

I remember that it was written in a wild history that there was an ointment in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang that could burn for thousands of years without extinguishing. She saw that the incense candle burned silently from morning to night, and thought that she could see the miraculous description in the ancient text.

He put his finger against Qin Ying's forehead, and pouted helplessly: "You are all a fifth-grade official, and you still believe in those ethereal legends?" It is made of ordinary mutton fat, and the processing process is more complicated than the incense candles sold in the East and West markets. ”

Qin Ying tilted his head and flashed but didn't dodge, after being taught a lesson by him, he hugged his arm and hummed as if he was wronged: "Are all legends untrustworthy?" ”

Li Chengqian thought about it seriously before saying, "Then there are many kinds." ”

"Does Your Highness believe that there is anything else in the world besides people? Like ghosts, gods, immortals, monsters, and the like......" Qin Ying twisted a pair of fingers and looked at him cautiously.

His answer was unthinking: "I don't believe it." ”

Qin Ying immediately smiled bitterly when she heard this. If she told Li Chengqian that most of the three people in the house were non-people, it was estimated that he would have to go back to Changsun's Mansion at night. As for his own business, he is not human, and he can't know if he is killed. Although she has been strange about her demon identity since she was a child, she has no resentment when she thinks that she can live on it for a long time.

Qin Xi repeatedly said such a sentence when Qin Ying was very young: No matter how vicissitudes of life change, as long as you can live for a long time, it is good.

The sweetheart that Sister met was the same person as Qin Ying, but the difference was that Sister and Brother-in-law both entered the path of cultivation early, and in the end, they were not separated forever due to life limits.

Qin Ying gave Li Chengqian thirty years of cultivation, but he could keep him safe for three years, but he couldn't force him to practice with him.

Their values are ultimately opposite. Li Chengqian is the future monarch of a country, how can he live in seclusion, live a life of eating, drinking, and idle? She deviated from her original trajectory before she was lucky enough to meet him. From then on, she had to constantly compromise, give in and even give in for him. (To be continued.) )