When the meal was ready, Xie Yixin sandwiched a chopstick, and Shuangdong stuffed tofu to Jun Feifei. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Brother Jun, you try it, this winter melon puree and old shiitake mushrooms, with old tofu, are fragrant, oily but not greasy. ”

Jun Feifei tasted it, it was indeed very fragrant, and he tasted teriyaki oyster mushrooms, which was even more delicious. The mellow flavor and thick teriyaki juice are modulated, and the oyster mushroom absorbs enough umami, coupled with its own taste, it is extremely soft and glutinous.

"Brother Jun, the best thing to eat is this fragrant mud treasure, the outside of the taro paste is delicate and sweet, and the inside is hidden treasures are water chestnut, mushrooms, carrots and diced mushrooms, which taste crispy and refreshing, and complement the mildness and softness of the taro puree. Try it, this is Master YTO's best dish. "Xie Yixin has been serving vegetables to Jun Feifei, and the two of you come and go, and they are happy.

After eating, Xie Yi wanted to go to the back of the temple for a walk, and Jun Feifei accompanied her to walk slowly. In late autumn, in addition to all kinds of green, there are many red leaves that have not yet withered, and the whole mountain is like a palette, colorful and beautiful.

The late autumn sun was warm and very comfortable on his body, Xie Yixin unconsciously walked under an apricot blossom tree. She stroked the trunk of the almond tree, which had two shallow scratches.

That year, she and Zhaowu's brother planted the apricot blossom tree, now the apricot blossoms are gone, the apricots are gone, and the apricot blossom trees are only dead branches and leaves, a bleak scene, which makes people sad. The gray branches of the apricot blossom tree are inserted in the air, and the stiff branches collide with the wind, in a patch of green, lonely and lonely.

Jun Feifei looked at Sister Xie, she looked at the apricot blossom tree in a daze, her face was sad and hesitant. With a slight pain in his heart, he stepped forward: "Sister Xie, the apricot blossoms will bloom again in spring next year, and when the time comes, we will come to see it again, and you won't be so sad." ”

"Brother Jun, why are the good times short-lived, I really want to go back to the past and never grow up." Xie Yi asked softly with tears in her eyes.

Jun Feifei gently wiped away the tears on Xie Yixin's face, and said softly: "Sister Xie, life is short, you have to look forward, you are still young, and there are still many good times." When the time comes, you will find that you are just reluctant to feel like having someone to accompany you when you are alone. In the future, I will accompany you. ”

"But I'm still thinking, what about Brother Zhaowu?" Xie Yi asked movingly.

Jun Feifei smiled confidently: "He is your brother, it doesn't hurt if you think about it, when he gets married, we will give him a big gift, okay?" ”

"Hmm!" Xie Yixin, who was sobbing and laughing, nodded.

She thought that she could try to like Brother Jun, and Brother Jun was the most suitable person for her.

The capital has entered the depths of winter, and Yang Zhaowu has been studying hard in the Beijing Academy, and he will not go to the invitation of that family. Except for the occasional summons from the Holy One, no one could move him.

On this day, he suddenly received a message from Mo Zilan, saying that he had made an appointment with Jun Feifei to have dinner at Tianxiang Building. He didn't want to go, but he heard that Jun Feifei had just returned from Jinling, and he suddenly wanted to know the news of his sister, so he was ready to go to the appointment.

Upstairs in Tianxiang, Jun Feifei smiled proudly, and Mo Zilan teased: "Extraordinary, you are proud of the spring breeze!" Seeing you smiling lewdly, something good is coming? ”

"Zilan, Sister Xie is still young, Uncle Xie wants to keep her for two more years, what nonsense are you talking about?" Jun Feifei said with a smile.

Mo Zilan sighed: "The jade-faced Langjun has also been planted, and the noble son who has no owner of the famous grass in the capital has one less!" ”

"That thorn flower of yours, hasn't been broken off yet?" They are all brothers, and Jun Feifei is not polite.

Mo Zilan said sadly when she heard this: "Last time, I finally used Zhaowu as an excuse to invite her out to race horses. As a result, I was bumped into by my mother, so I said a few words, and she walked away, making my mother so angry that she scratched me several times. ”

"How could the princess agree, you marry that man's wife, you have a long way to go!" Jun Feifei also knows that Princess Duanjing is so strong, and she wants to marry a gentle, virtuous and knowledgeable lady, not a girl like Zeng Ruoyan, who loves to ride horses with knives and guns.

Mo Zilan also knew, so she could only keep hanging her son to accompany her mother, anyway, she was not married except her.

See who can grind whom?

"It's still Zhaowu Peach Blossom Wang, even the saint of Guanghua Temple is tempted, it's just very strange, after Zhaowu's birthday banquet, she cowered in the palace and didn't come out, I'm still waiting to see the saint's husband." Speaking of Yang Zhaowu, Mo Zilan wanted to laugh.

Jun Feifei said with a smile: "That saint Ye Rongrong, but the leader of the Queen Mother's family, the granddaughter of Cheng Anbo, I heard that she looks like a country and a city, and Zhaowu really married her, and she is not shallow!" Didn't the Queen Mother give marriage? ”

Mo Zilan said softly: "I heard that the old general Weiyuan and King Zhengyang rolled in front of the saint and asked for Yang Zhaowu's autonomy in marriage. Unless Zhaowu personally went to ask the Holy Lord for marriage, the Holy One would never interfere. ”

"Really? That saint is really important to Zhaowu. ”

Mo Zilan also had a relationship with Rong Youyan, and sighed: "Zhaowu is really both civil and military, and he will take the test in the spring next year, and Scholar Ji also said that he can enter the top three, maybe he will also be a father and son to explore the flowers, and his name will go down in history." ”

As he spoke, Yang Zhaowu went upstairs, and the three of them sat at a table near the window, toasting and chatting about current affairs.

After only three rounds of drinking, suddenly there was a commotion downstairs, and the three of them looked downstairs.

I saw an old woman dressed in ordinary clothes, standing in front of a woman in white wearing a hat, and scolded a few gentlemen: "What are you going to do in broad daylight?" ”

Those gentlemen may have drunk too much wine, and drunkenly scolded: "Uncle just let me, the little lady took off her hat and took a look, what are you doing with the old immortal?" ”

The old lady didn't give in, and scolded angrily: "You are lawless, dare to tease my young lady on the street? ”

"What's wrong with your young lady? Uncle and my sister, but the mother in the palace! Look at it, no! Then go home with Uncle Ben and let Uncle Ben watch slowly! Old goods, get out of here! ”

A gentleman stepped forward and pushed the old woman. The old lady was unsteady on her feet and fell to one side, and the young lady in white quickly helped the old lady up.

I saw the woman in white bending down to help her, and the unbearable little waist was exposed, causing the wolves to howl.

Seeing this, Jun Feifei smiled and said: "Brother Zhaowu, the road is uneven, don't you pull out your sword to help?" ”

Yang Zhaowu smiled lightly: "The hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the capital, I need to make a move there." ”

As soon as the words fell, a white-faced scholar stood up and said impassionedly: "Lang Lang Qiankun, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, you dare to be lawless......

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, he was knocked to the ground by several gentlemen, punched and kicked.

Mo Zilan frowned and looked at this scene, and said helplessly: "Zhaowu, I may really want you to make a move." ”

Jun Feifei said curiously: "Why, Brother Zhaowu, don't you want Zilan?" ”

"Among those gentlemen, there are the younger brother of Concubine Li, the nephew of the third lady of the Chunwang Mansion, and the brother-in-law of the secretary of the ministry. I'm not afraid of them, I'm afraid of my second aunt's brother. Mo Zilan was very helpless.

"What's there to be afraid of him, isn't he just a younger brother?" Yang Zhaowu was also puzzled.

Mo Zilan explained with a wry smile: "My second aunt's father died to save my grandfather, she lost her father since she was a child, and she finally pulled her younger brother to grow up, treating him like an eyeball, I dare to do something to him, she can go to my mother and hang herself!" ”

So that's the case, it seems that Yang Zhaowu can really only make a move? After all, you can't watch that scholar be beaten to death in vain!