At the door of the small kitchen, Zhang Juzheng looked at the chaos inside with a smile and a smile, feeling that he couldn't see through this friend who had been friends for three years.

At the beginning, I just felt that I had surrendered to the deed, and later was rescued by Qian Yuanqiang in Ningbo City, and Zhang Juzheng officially brought it into his sight.

After that, this friend made a clever plan, and within two years he became famous, and his talent, eloquence, and temperament were widely known, and even the DPRK and China were quite discussed.

To put it mildly, counting the Chinese military officials of the dynasty, there are definitely more people who know the name Qian Yuan than Zhang Juzheng.

Although he knew that Qian Yuan was impossible, and he didn't have the heart to go the path of Chu Xiang, Zhang Juzheng was still not in a good mood...... Until today, he was summoned by Xu Jie alone.

Maybe until now, Zhang Juzheng still has no idea of recruiting henchmen, but he has unconsciously tried his best to contact those young scholars who may be on the stage, which is one of the reasons why he has been soaking in Suiyuan day and night these days.

Xu Wei, Sun Yan, Chen Younian...... can be regarded as a famous person in the southeast, but Zhang Juzheng can see through the suffering of Xu Wei's great talent at a glance, Sun Yan's wisdom to protect himself, and Chen Younian's strength and straightforwardness, but he always can't see through this friend who is busy in the kitchen.

He is unparalleled in temperament, he is lazy in temperament, he is clever and clever, he is sharp-tongued, he is clever and eloquent, and after entering Beijing, he stirred up the storm with one hand, and Jane was in the emperor's heart.

But Zhang Juzheng really couldn't understand Qian Yuan's choices, why did he support Hu Zongxian so firmly, and why did he beat Xu Fan's face as soon as he came out of Xiyuan? Why are you swaying back and forth between Yan Song and Xu Jie?

And everything that happened today...... In the morning, his face was full of unhappiness, and he sneered at Xu Fan several times in his words when he entered the Xu Mansion, and when he came out, he brought a bag of pineapple tea, and went into the small kitchen as soon as he returned home, and summoned all the servants and mothers-in-law on the stove, which is said to be to study what new dishes?

Sun Ling, who came to the door again today, took a few steps inside, Zhang Juzheng followed behind and looked inside, the blacksmith and carpenter were surrounding Qian Yuan, and several mothers-in-law were kneading dough, busy and happy.

The most unlucky is Zhang San, who holds a spoon in his hand and keeps stirring in the pot, his tired left and right hands keep changing back and forth, and Qian Yuan on the side still looks back from time to time, urging in his mouth.

"What's in the pot?"

"Milk." Sun Ling muttered in a low voice, and his nose twitched, "It's so fragrant!" ”

After being busy for more than an hour, Qian Yuan walked out of the kitchen with a large plate and beckoned everyone to come and try it.

"I've never seen such a pastry, it's square, and the mold is too simple."

"I haven't seen it, there is definitely no one in the Suzhou and Hangzhou pastry shop, what is the white one?"

"Milk, I heard that it was bought outside the city by Zhan Cai, it's so fragrant."

Qian Yuan picked up a dagger and cut the pastries, loaded them on a small plate and handed them over one by one.

Although the equipment is simple, there are also four or five images that are imitated, where have people in this era seen cream, and the unique fragrance makes everyone do it.

"Sweet, so sweet." Xian Yan was the first to shout, he was the most popular one in Suiyuan, the youngest, and he had any mood on his face.

Zhang Juzheng tasted it, and the cream melted in his mouth like water, and a sweet smell filled his mouth, which made people have an endless aftertaste.

Zhang San on the side looked at everyone's praise in unison, and couldn't help but move his cheeks, he remembered that when the young master first figured out the sugar washing method three years ago, he just let himself taste it first......

……

The sky was getting dark, although he could still see clearly, but the moon above his head was already hanging high, Xiao Qi rubbed his sore wrist, a sweet smile was skillfully piled on his face, and walked straight in the direction of Xiaolou.

"Auntie."

Miss Xu Si was excited, and she turned her head and said with a smile: "Xiao Qi, this time ......"

"Grandmother, it's for my good." Xiao Qi smiled and sat cross-legged on the chair again, "My niece's handwriting is compared to my aunt...... I can't look past it. ”

With a smile on her face, she was cursing in her heart, but she was not cursing her grandmother Zhang, but Qian Yuan...... If it weren't for this guy, he would have been punished for copying Buddhist scriptures, and his wrists would be so sore that he couldn't move!

The thing is obvious, Zhang's is the continuation of Xu Jie, and Xu Fan is born to the original match, although Xiao Qi and Miss Xu Si are close in age, but the weight in Zhang's mind is very different.

It's not the first time something like this has happened to her, in fact, she has experienced it in her previous life, and the first author of the paper was snatched away by the teacher...... It's not that she has no grievances in her heart, but she knows very well that under the premise of not being capable, all resistance is meaningless.

And in this back house, grandmother Zhang has the highest power.

Miss Xu Si paused, sent the two maids out, and brought a cup of tea with her own hands, "Auntie is talking about that poem......"

"If you have a good hand, your niece won't need it, but your aunt can use it best." Xiao Qi said seriously: "It's a pity that it's two residual poems." ”

Miss Xu Si took a closer look before she smiled with relief: "Even if it's just a remnant poem, it's enough to pass on to the world." ”

"Hey, auntie, this is ......" Xiao Qi's eyes fell on the hanger, where there were more than a dozen dresses of all kinds, "Hehe, my aunt prepared early enough." ”

"Shut up, just flip it out and see."

"Isn't it just looking at each other, tomorrow?"

"Nothing." Miss Xu Si stuffed her dress into the cupboard indiscriminately, and suddenly asked without looking back: "Xiao Qi, when the time comes, go with your aunt and help your aunt take a look." ”

"I'm not going." Xiao Qi put down his legs, and his toes picked up in the air, "Auntie hasn't read the script?" ”

"What script?"

"I accompanied my best friend to see each other, but the man mistakenly hit the ...... of the passenger car" Xiao Qi covered his mouth and smiled: "We are still aunts and nephews." ”

Miss Xu Si's heart was relieved, and she secretly thought that her mother was worried too much, so she couldn't help but feel guilty, thought about it and said, "A few days ago, my mother rewarded me with a golden step, so I'll give it to you, block your mouth!" ”

Watching her aunt enter the inner room, the smile on Xiao Qi's face gradually faded, she got up and walked to the window, pushed the window open slightly, and saw that the grove not far away was being blown by the north, and the birds were chirping and falling up and down.

She had a strong personality in her previous life, she was a typical urban independent woman, although she was very busy at work, she could do whatever she wanted in her spare time, she could curl up in bed and watch bubble dramas for a few days and nights, and she would go out shopping with her friends, and she would travel and climb mountains alone.

Now he is locked in this small courtyard, he can't go anywhere, he can't sit anywhere, and he is not as good as the birds in the forest outside.

This kind of life is really enough, she doesn't know how long she can support it, and getting married is just moving from one cage to another, even if she is a monk, the cage is only a little bigger.

originally thought that there would be no change in this life, but unexpectedly found a peer, and a trace of hope appeared on Xiao Qi's face.

"Falling flowers are not ruthless things, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers."

Although it is a famous sentence for the ages, it is not particularly eye-catching in the long history, and she clearly saw the consternation on Qian Yuan's face from the gap in the screen, which was by no means a reaction to seeing a good sentence.

Coupled with that Suiyuan Garden, as well as the "Suiyuan Cookbook" that is said to be written, she believes that she is not wrong.

In such an era, no matter whether that person is good or bad, loyal or treacherous, at least he will definitely be able to give himself the greatest space in this era, a smile appeared on Xiao Qi's face, and the name of Qian Zhancai is also quite discussed in this back house, in all aspects, it should be a golden beetle son-in-law.

"After looking for a while, I finally found it." Miss Xu Si walked out with a golden step in her hand, "Look, how beautiful." ”

Xiao Qi walked over with a smile, she knew that although this golden step shake was good, it could only be regarded as mid-range in her aunt's collection.

However, she was not ready to accept this golden step...... Once you accept it, you may have to copy the Buddhist scriptures again the next day.

"Chirp, chirp......"

There was a bird's cry in his ears, and Xiao Qi paused and pointed to the birdcage.

Carrying the birdcage out of the small building, silently returned to the house, ate a few snacks casually, leaned against the window, she hesitated for a while before reaching out to open the birdcage, holding the thrush and placing it on the table by the window.

"Chirp, chirp!"

"Fly, fly." She lay on the table, resting her hands on her chin, and muttered, "I've let you go, don't fly away quickly." ”

After a while, the thrush pecked a few times on the table, fluttered its wings and jumped to the windowsill, and then flapped its wings again to get back into the cage.

"Poof, it's smart tight." Xiao Qi smiled and closed the birdcage door.

Although the space outside is vast, if the thrush does fly away, it may not even be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Unlike the thrush, she believes she has the ability to live, but first, she needs to escape from the cage.

Can that man be the one who opens the birdcage? Diagram of the Avenue of the Heavens