Chapter 57: The Heart Knot
The window contains a snow ridge, and the eaves stand a frost sword. The west wind beats the horses and tramples on the world. Zhuang Die's dream is surrounded by the Zhu column, and the moon hook curtain in front of the Xiangxiang Building. Hope continues, it is a passing year.
The lights are falling, and the candles are condensing the figures.
Yan Buli stood in front of the window wrapped in a heavy white brocade fur, silently looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance. It's just that no matter how far he looks, he can't see his homeland thousands of miles away, and he can't see the old people who have grown here.
- "Remember, you will be Jiang Mochou from now on." If this child has a half-point difference, this sect will let Hua Wuxin and the Yan family be buried with him! β
The man's words were like a mantra on the top of his head, causing a swallow to fold its wings and be trapped in a cage, not daring to take half a step.
Yan Buli knew Chi Yue's intention of arranging him in Wangxiang Tower, but it was just to remind him to settle down, so as not to follow in Yue Zhuo's footsteps
"Madam, why are you standing at the base of the window again? What if I catch a cold again? The hookah and the cold smoke came in with breakfast, and when I saw him talking non-stop.
Yan Buli raised his hand to close the window to hide the frost and snow outside. Honestly rolled back into bed, undressed, covered with quilts, and lay flat.
"Madam, don't sleep yet, eat something and then rest, otherwise your stomach will be prone to pantothenic acid." Han Yan quickly placed a pear blossom wood table on the bed for him, and brought up the meals in the food box one by one.
Meat paste wheat cake, almond sweet potato soup, poria snow ginseng black chicken soup Yan Buli glanced at it and felt that the bird could fade out of his mouth, and then looked at Han Yan's face and lost his appetite.
Three days after he was released from prison, he began to suffer from frequent morning sickness, and the whole person was tossed into mental malaise and emaciated.
The people in the dining room were finally enlightened after being taught (violently) by Chi Yue and changed to a light diet. As a result, he didn't vomit now, but his appetite was still low, and he put down the bowl after tasting two mouthfuls of soup, and looked at the hookah pitifully.
The hookah had no choice but to take out the remaining two pressure box treasures: "Doctor Lin said, the baked food is greasy, don't eat more." β
Seeing the roasted whitebait with brown and oil, smelling the fragrant small potatoes and cooked sweet potatoes, Yan Buli's eyes lit up like a fox seeing a chicken, and his saliva flooded and responded: "Understand, understand, I'll eat a little, a little"
The hookah put down the food and turned around, just took two steps, and then turned his head again
The plate is empty.
Someone wiped his oily mouth with satisfaction: "Tsk, this fish is really getting more and more sensible, and even the spines don't grow anymore." β
Han Yan sighed and said, "That's the sect master who took out all the thorns for you, and I don't know who ate too quickly yesterday and stuck his throat."
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While cleaning up the dishes, the hookah said to the maid in front of her confidant: "Madam, the slave doesn't know what you think, but I can also see that you and the sect master have knots. Although he has never shown up, he remembers you every day, asking about food, clothing, medicine and drink, and the slave has never seen him so concerned about anyone. β
Damn, he is obsessed with his eighth son, what does it have to do with Lao Tzu? It's just right not to meet, so you don't have to get tired of each other.
Yan Buli touched his stomach, and a deep expression appeared on his face: "It's nothing, it's just that the beam is a little big." β
Hanyan asked cautiously, "Is it because you stabbed him during the wedding?" β
"Bigger."
"You colluded with the Martial Arts League to betray the sect?"
"Bigger."
"Could it be that the rumors in the door are true? You cuckolded the Sect Master?! β
"Auntie, aren't you really sent by the gossip sect to go undercover?
"Since it's not stealing people, what else can it do!" Hanyan grinned, "This husband and wife, they are all fighting at the head of the bed and ending at the end of the bed, what conflicts do you have that you can't solve in bed?" β
Yan does not leave, hookah: ""
"Man, sometimes you need to pave a step for him, say a soft word, and he will naturally get down obediently. If Madame has anything to say to the sect master, you can tell us. β
The hookah nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, we promise to bring it!" β
Guaranteed to be in the ears of every ant in Biluo Valley, right? Yan Buli scratched his chin and pondered, "I really have something to bring to him." β
"You say!" The two women, with a raging fire of gossip, pricked up their ears and leaned over.
"You guys just sue SΓΉ Chi Yue," someone yawned and slipped into the bed, narrowing his eyes and the corners of his mouth hooked.
"Sue him for what?"
"Don't put pepper on tomorrow's fish."
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Onimon Sect Dining House.
Chef Liu covered his cheeks that had not yet subsided, and stood in the kitchen in fear, watching the sect master holding his long sleeves, wearing an apron, and carefully cleaning up the whitebait in the porcelain basin. And outside the kitchen door, several disciples of the Ghost Sect were still talking about it, and every sentence made him tremble.
At this time, the morning fast has passed, and it is not a meal, but there are still three foodies in the dining hall around a table, which is Shui Huo, Shen Chuan, and Liu Sanjiu. These two men had a pot of counterfeit and shoddy burning knives, and they were all red and red and their tongues were knotted.
"Did you say that Madame really stole people in the dungeon? I don't think I can't! Shen Chuan took a bite of peanuts and asked the other two.
Liu Sanjiu pouted and said: "After Madame's return, her personality has changed greatly, she is much more cheerful than before, and she is also arrogant when she drinks wine. β
Chi Yue held the iron scissors in her hand, wringed off the fish's head with a "click", and snorted in her nose: "Bright and fair? Heroic dry clouds? β
Liu Laohan touched his cold neck. Shaken.
"All of you don't know that the source of this rumor is the Lord of Bishui." Herb knocked on the table.
"Force, force who to lead the pig?" Shen Chuan glared and asked in shock, "It's almost the New Year, and there are still such compulsory benefits in the valley?" β
"What the hell are you with? You don't even know the blue water lord Jingwei? β
Shen Chuan lowered his head and pointed at his fingers: "People are only adults, they are newcomers who have just been admitted to the school."
Liu Sanjiu looked at the wrinkles in his head and said, "I really didn't see it, your old age is quite realistic." β
The other party continued to point to each other: "Thirty-five in our village is considered an adult. β
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Shui Yi smiled: "It's normal for him not to know, Lord Mirror has not been in Biluo Valley in the past few years, and many new disciples don't know how powerful this aunt used to be." β
"I want to hear it."
"That woman is the righteous daughter of the old sect master, she used to have a crush on the sect master when she was in Biluo Valley, and then she was demoted to Bishui when she committed an accident." Shui Yi took a sip of wine, blinked and said, "She didn't like the Shouzun earlier, and she also gave an altar of vinegar when she got married." This time, Mrs. was imprisoned, can she not fall into the ground? β
Liu Sanjiu sighed: "No wonder people call Guanyin, this woman's heart is indeed vicious." β
"You can be quiet, none of the people who offended her back then ended well. The sect master also protects this junior sister, otherwise he would have committed something against her, and the ashes would have been put into the loess a long time ago, and the grave would have been grassy. β
"What did she do to go to Bishui to get the pig?" Shen Chuan asked curiously, "Stealing pigs?" β
"Damn, you retard, don't talk!" Liu Sanjiu glanced at him and asked Xiang Shui Huo, "I also want to know why Jing Niang was demoted back then, this matter is already a big secret of the Ghost Sect." β
"It's about the reputation of the sect master, who doesn't want to die, dare to say more?"
"Huh? That woman wouldn't have slept with the Sect Master, would she? β
"No, but almost." Shui Wei looked around and whispered, "I heard that she recommended herself to the pillow mat and climbed into the sect master's bed in the middle of the night, which made the sect master furious and almost killed her." β
"Damn, this woman is too fat, I'd rather climb the bear's bed!" Liu Sanjiu said admiringly.
"If this matter is just like this, it won't become a forbidden secret, the key is that one of the secret guards of the sect master at that time saw that she seemed to have drunk, and he didn't feel at ease, so he followed, but he didn't expect to hear her shouting a name outside the door."
"What's the name?"
"Bamboo is not stained."
In the kitchen, Liu Laohan was already paralyzed on the ground.
Chi Yue was expressionless, and her hands were still busy. He pinched the head and tail of each thin-tailed whitebait, deboned and scraped the bore, smeared a layer of green salt inside and out, and stuffed the belly of the fish with pepper, bay leaves, liao lees and other condiments, and finally placed them on the bamboo mat, placed them under the window, and covered them with fine yarn.
"After drying, put it in tempeh oil and marinate it, use a willow barrel instead of a porcelain jar, and you can eat it during the New Year." Chi Yue wiped her hands and turned to Chef Liu.
"The villain understands, don't worry, if the villain needs the villain to pickle a few more osmanthus nectars." Someone quickly got up from the ground and stood up.
"No need. She doesn't like sweets right now. β
"Yes." Chef Liu smiled and said, "Madam is really a good mouth, let the sect master you cook yourself" Glancing at someone's face, he didn't dare to continue.
Hmph, this sect is for my son, it's his business! Chi Yue walked out with a cold face.
As soon as they saw a master who was more terrible than a bear coming out of the kitchen, the three people outside immediately flew out of their bodies, fell to the ground in fright, and kowtowed in panic to beg for mercy.
Liu Sanjiu: "Sect, sect master spare life!" It's all about the water weed, he said, it's not about the disciples."
Shen Chuan: "The sect master's family has just become an adult and is not sensible, I didn't understand what they said, no, I didn't even hear it!" β
The water weed simply closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and pretended to be dead.
"Afraid of what? This sect has no intention of killing you. Chi Yue smiled faintly.
He now wants to accumulate virtue for his unborn child, but he doesn't want to give birth to a son who doesn't have that, and he doesn't want to be covered in that.
"Since you are so interested in Jing Niang, then from now on, you will be transferred to work under her." Someone flicked a word and walked away.
The three of them were stunned for a while, and then suddenly woke up, and couldn't help but feel gallant.
A carp came back to life, and cried out heartbreakingly: "Sect Master, we were wrong, the disciple begged for death!" Die quickly!! β