At this time, I didn't know that after I left, so many things had happened in Wende Palace. I don't know that Yongwang almost succeeded in protecting the media. While accompanying his younger sister Shouyang to practice calligraphy, he waited for the mother who was watching, and he got the "Washing the Pulp Sutra" from Shaolin Temple.

After getting this "Washing the Marrow Sutra", Huang Qiong was a little itchy and wanted to practice. It's just that he doesn't know if there is some conflict between the kung fu he has practiced and the kung fu recorded in this "Washing the Pulp Sutra" and the internal skills taught to him by his mother. Therefore, as soon as he returned to Tingxue Xuan, he handed over this internal strength to his mother and asked his mother to help him check it.

He didn't want to go crazy and be paralyzed because of a book of internal skills. But this cheats book really itched his heart.

However, after carefully reading this "Washing the Marrow Sutra", the answer given by his mother was very disappointed. It's not that Huang Qiong can't practice this internal strength method, but Huang Qiong's current internal strength has achieved a small success, and it doesn't make much sense to cultivate it now. Moreover, he has already broken the body of a child, and even if he cultivates, it will have no effect.

Seeing that Huang Qiong was somewhat disappointed after listening to her reply, her mother said lightly: "You don't have to regret it too much." To cultivate this kind of internal strength, one must have a state of mind that is indifferent to all fame and fortune. There are all kinds of things in your heart, and you can't be like a Buddhist person, jumping out of the red dust and not in the realm of the five elements. ”

"Moreover, most of the internal exercises of Buddhism require the body of a child to practice. You are already no longer a child, and even if you practice reluctantly, you will get twice the result with half the effort. With these skills, it is better to put them on top of the internal skills of this door. Although the internal strength of this door is not as famous as their Shaolin Temple, it is not weaker than Shaolin School. ”

"It's a pity that this martial arts is very demanding for men. It is necessary to maintain Yuanyang until it reaches a certain level. If you break down too early, it will be difficult for you to grow even in your own internal skills. I didn't expect that you would have that kind of thing a few days after you left the palace. This is your life, and no one can change it. ”

"You must know that there are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't force it. You don't have any regrets, since the matter has already happened, just face it calmly. Put this book here with me first, you can't cultivate, but Jingniang or Shouyang may be able to. Especially in Shouyang, the roots and qualifications are not worse, and the mind is more pure than when you thought about the east and the west all day long. ”

"If you nurture well, your future achievements will only be higher than yours. Jing Niang is not bad, but unfortunately she is a little older, and her body bones have grown. I want to adjust the day after tomorrow, and I can only look at her chance. If Shouyang can teach it, it can be regarded as an explanation for my teacher. ”

After listening to her mother's words, Huang Qiong said confusedly: "Mother, no matter what the son says, he can be regarded as a teacher." The son thought that as long as he practiced hard, he would definitely not go to the point of disgrace to the teacher. With your son here, why should you worry about explaining to your teacher? ”

Regarding Huang Qiong's answer, her mother shook her head and said, "You have too many miscellaneous things, and your mind is too complicated. It is also difficult to go too far in martial arts, and it is impossible to inherit the master at all. Besides, although the heads of the family in the past generations said that they did not want to get married, they all required to be women. You are a man, and you can't inherit the teacher's family. ”

Speaking of this, the mother glanced back at Shouyang, who was trying to sit upright, carefully drawing red, and hesitated slightly before saying, "Although Shouyang is young, his mind is much stronger than you were back then." Your temperament is too tactful, and some things you try to do may not necessarily be really good. ”

"Besides, although he is not a monk, he belongs to the Taoist family. Taoism is about quietness and inaction, and you are too far behind in this regard. At most, you can barely be regarded as a closed disciple, and as for the inheritance of the master, I can't do it, let alone you who don't have the inheritance of the master? ”

When Huang Qiong said what her mother said, she was quite embarrassed, and she felt ashamed. To tell the truth, what his mother's school was, where it was, and what kind of sect it was, his mother never told him. Now Huang Qiong wants to go to worship the mountain gate, but she doesn't know where to worship.

Originally, Huang Qiong didn't know what her mother really meant, but now she thinks that her mother is not qualified to inherit the master. It is even possible that the mother thinks that he maybe, probably, may even do something that will disgrace the teacher. Therefore, he didn't tell him what the master was sacred.

It's just that why her mother has this idea, or why she does this, Huang Qiong doesn't know the reason. Is it because he is a man, or because of his origin? The master who doesn't know his mother is the same as the Shaolin Temple, and he is the ancestral enemy of the Great Qi Dynasty, but this is not very similar.

Thinking about it, Huang Qiong turned her head to look at the young sister over there, swallowed her saliva and carefully asked what she had always wanted to ask: "Mother, Shouyang is so cute, are you really willing to let her suffer the sins I suffered when I was a child?" Also, when did you go to see Queen Daxing, why didn't my son know? What you do, can Queen Daxing accept it? ”

Speaking of this, Huang Qiong hesitated for a moment and said: "Maybe Queen Daxing, I hope that Shouyang will be safe and sound, and it will be good to live a stable life." After all, she's just a girl. Mother, what do you want to train Shouyang to be your one, is there something you don't think about? ”

Looking at Huang Qiong with a puzzled face, her mother said lightly: "If you didn't have the "Washing the Marrow Sutra" you got back, maybe you have experienced it, and she will also experience it." But with this "Washing the Marrow Sutra", you can get twice the result with half the effort in terms of practice. At least, you don't have to suppress dryness in a cold place, like you. ”

"As for the rest, it's not something you should worry about. I know better than you what she thinks. We met before she married your father. It's just that we didn't expect it at the time. There are some things you don't have to be cranky about, I'll tell you when it's time to tell you. ”

Speaking of which, her mother is not bothering with Huang Qiong. Shouyang, who had already finished drawing the big characters at this time, excitedly held up the big characters he had finished, ran to his mother and shouted: "Mother, Shouyang has finished writing." Looking at Shouyang's handwriting, is there a lot of progress compared to yesterday? ”

Shouyang's salutation almost didn't make Huang Qiong fall off the chair. This little girl, the speed of this change of words is too fast. And he has never called his mother his mother his mother like other princes and princesses, and directly called his mother his mother his mother as a title that only has been known to the people. This little girl's mouth is not ordinary sweet.

And what surprised him even more was that his mother hugged Shouyang, who ran towards him. took out a silk scarf, and carefully wiped his face with love for Shouyang, who was full of ink on his face. It wasn't until he wiped it clean that he said with satisfaction: "Shouyang's words are getting better and better." In the future, Shouyang's words will definitely look better than Niang's words. ”

Shouyang, who was praised by his mother, looked at Huang Qiong proudly, and his little hands kept slapping him to cheer him up. At this time, looking at the mother and daughter snuggled together, Huang Qiong said that she was not jealous, but she was a little lost in her heart. Because he knew that his mother would no longer belong to him alone.

When I was a child, my mother didn't seem to be kind to her, and I didn't even think about such warmth. Thinking of this, Huang Qiong couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Is it true that being a son has no human rights?" Is it really only the daughter who is an intimate little padded jacket? ”

However, for this young girl, Huang Qiong, who is half pitiful and half distressed, the sense of loss in her heart is fleeting. Facing the young sister's show off to herself, Huang Qiong, who adjusted her mentality in the shortest possible time, pinched Shouyang, who was here with her mother and obviously gained a lot of weight.

He said with a smile: "Shouyang's handwriting has improved, Brother Jiu wants to give Shouyang some rewards?" Well, today, Brother Jiu will cook in person, cook something delicious for Shouyang, and treat Shouyang well. Brother Jiu assured that what Brother Jiu made for Shouyang today was never a good thing that Shouyang had never eaten. ”

Huang Qiong did what she said, rolled up her sleeves and turned around and went to the kitchen. I heard that Xue Xuan had his own kitchen, so Huang Qiong didn't have to go to the imperial dining room. After sending the eunuch to the imperial dining room to retrieve the things he needed, Huang Qiong took care of it without saying a word. Because there were few people to eat, Huang Qiong didn't bother too much.

He made a fried eggplant box, a pot wrapped meat, and a vegetarian dish copied a vinegared cabbage and a spinach. I also made a cold skin by myself, using a small number of vegetables, and made a multicolored skin. It's a pity that this cold dish lacks chili oil, and the taste is a little worse. However, considering that Shouyang is still young, although there are some small regrets, Huang Qiong doesn't care.

Today's protagonist is Shouyang, so Huang Qiong made the pot-wrapped meat that both men and women loved to eat in the Northeast in their previous life. This dish is sweet and sour, and it can be said that in his previous life, men, women and children were killed. In particular, it is deeply loved by children and is called a special dish for children.

It's a pity that corn has not yet spread into China at this time. Otherwise, Huang Qiong will definitely give this sister a pine nut corn that children love to eat. Originally, Huang Qiong still wanted to make a snow cotton bean paste, but she was afraid that this girl would eat this, and she refused to eat the staple food, but Huang Qiong still made up her mind to make it for this girl next time.

When Huang Qiong put two meat and two vegetables plus a cold dish, a soup made of pork bones, plus vermicelli and rape, and personally gave this girl a dumpling with cucumbers, shrimps, and pork as stuffed dumplings. When the table was served, the mother was stunned, almost unable to believe that these dishes with all the color and flavor were actually made by her own son.

It's just that when Huang Qiong brought the dishes he had prepared, he unexpectedly found his emperor Lao Tzu, and he didn't know when he came uninvited. Obviously, the emperor was also made by Huang Qiong himself, not to mention that he had eaten it, but he had never heard of the dishes, which was firmly attracted.

At present, Daqi's meal is shifting from steaming and cooking in Chinese history to a time when a hundred flowers are blooming. Although fried fried has become popular among the people, the traditional steaming is still the main thing in the palace. Although steaming is more nutritious, the problem is that the taste is much worse.

In fact, the craftsmanship of the chef in the imperial dining room is not good. The real masters with craftsmanship are like those who are really capable doctors, and few people will be willing to go, and it is not good to lose their heads as an errand in the imperial dining room. What's more, entering the imperial dining room to work is basically equivalent to serving an iron rice bowl. Is there any performance appraisal in this era, so everyone is about the same.