Chapter 9: The Misfortune of a Snack Seller

Yang Xiaokuan saw that Yang Lihua's face was solemn, and her attitude towards An Ruoxi was like a betrayal, and he was surprised in his heart, and asked, "Eldest sister, why is this?" ”

Yang Lihua withdrew from the attendants in the hall, sighed, and replied: "The An Ruoxi I saw in the past was supple, well-behaved, and understanding, but I didn't expect her to be so hard-hearted that she would do such a thing regardless of her flesh and blood. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yang Xiaokuan's face flushed, and he wanted to defend himself, but he opened his mouth, but he felt that he couldn't argue: although An Ruoxi's pregnancy happened before his soul pierced, after all, it was a good thing done by the body he possessed on it, what could he say about it.

Yang Lihua didn't seem to notice Yang Xiaokuan's embarrassed expression, and continued: "However, just as this matter itself is concerned, if you let your mother know that you are young, it will not be a good thing for the maids around you to have a body. It's just that she took pity on the child in her belly, who hadn't grown into a human form yet, and was ruthlessly beaten off by her. Stay with you, a woman who acts so resolutely, and I fear that she will bring disaster upon you in the future. ”

"What the eldest sister said is very true, after a few days An Ruoxi's body recovers, I will give her more silver taels and drive her out of the house."

Since his mother and eldest sister wanted to expel An Ruoxi by themselves, and he was really annoyed and annoyed by such a nonsensical thing, Yang Xiaokuan decided to obey them. At the same time, because on the first day of traveling back to ancient times, from the maid next to her to Queen Dugu, everyone seemed to have mentioned An Ruoxi intentionally or unintentionally, which made Yang Xiaokuan have a curiosity about this beautiful girl in his heart, and even subconsciously mixed with a trace of reluctance, so he immediately asked Yang Lihua: "Eldest sister, you say, is this An Ruoxi really the eyeliner that someone else has placed next to me?" ”

Yang Lihua heard that Yang Xiaokuan agreed to expel An Ruoxi from the mansion so neatly, obviously beyond her expectations, she glanced at him, sighed lightly, and said: "Panruo's father Yuwen Zhao died at the hands of her father, and she left her hometown because of our father's original advice, went thousands of miles, and married the Turkic Shabalu Khan, Ruoxi was an old person by her side, no wonder her mother was suspicious of her." It's just that I remember that a year ago, when I asked Pranya to join your Yanmen County Mansion on your behalf, she insisted on refusing at first, and it wasn't until I moved out of the identity of Empress Da Tianyuan and the eldest sister-in-law that she reluctantly agreed. Ah Zong, according to you, is there such an eyeliner? After Ruoxi arrived in your mansion, I also ordered someone to secretly investigate her background, her father An Tonghe was originally an assistant under Chen Shuling, the king of Southern Chen Shixing, because he was dissatisfied with Chen Shuling's too strict with his subordinates, so he took his daughter to defect to the Zhou Dynasty three years ago. Two years ago, An Tonghe was unfortunately killed on the battlefield in the battle with the Turks, and An Ruoxi, as an orphan of his subordinates, was recruited by Zhao Wang Yuwen to stay in the mansion at that time, and became a maid of his daughter Yuwen Panruo. Judging from An Ruoxi's background, age and experience, most of her mother is too worried. ”

"It's not eyeliner, it's not eyeliner." Even Yang Xiaokuan himself couldn't say why, but when he heard Yang Lihua say this, he breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself.

"Ah Zong, as the eldest sister, I want to remind you: you are still in your childish years, everything must be focused on your studies, you must not covet women too early, and you must not abandon them from the beginning to the end, and see different thoughts, which is not beneficial to people or people." Yang Lihua straightened her face, and as the eldest sister, she persuaded Yang Xiaokuan seriously.

What is greedy for women, seeing different thoughts, am I that kind of person? Yang Xiaokuan protested in his heart, but because An Ruoxi was pregnant and had a fetus, the fact that he was pregnant and had a fetus was in front of him, which made him difficult to argue, so he had to pretend to be obedient and obedient to listen to the teachings of his eldest sister.

I thought of taking back a big sister who was kind and considerate to me, but I didn't expect to find myself a nagging mother again! Yang Xiaokuan nodded to Yang Lihua frequently, but complained in his heart.

"Lord Wang, the meal has been prepared, are you eating in this hall, or are you ......" Xian Yu Luo Gong stood outside the palace gate and reported to Yang Xiaokuan.

As soon as Yang Xiaokuan heard that the meal was coming, he immediately came to his senses, and hurriedly rushed to Yu Luo and ordered: "Prepare another one for the eldest sister, and the eldest sister and I will eat together in this hall." ”

Yang Lihua smiled bitterly and raised the towel in her hand: "Where can I eat." Ah Zong, you just have to eat, it's good for the eldest sister to take a look at you more in this hall. ”

"Then let's bring it up." Yang Xiaokuan couldn't care about Yang Lihua at this time, she was still sad for Yuwen Yan, who had just died, and stared at Xian Yu Luo Dao.

The maid Xiao Xiao walked into the hall with a large wooden black lacquered tray in her hand, and Xian Yuluo took the copper basin and Luo Pa for washing after the meal from the hands of another maid, and followed Xiao Xiao and walked in.

Before Xiao Xiao could put the food on the tray on the table one by one, Yang Xiaokuan couldn't wait to pick up a golden buttery leg of lamb and chew it heavily. I remember that the last time he ate a roast leg of mutton, it was three months ago before his mother took him to Jingdi Village at the famous XJ restaurant in the provincial capital, and since he arrived in Jingdi Village, let alone roast lamb shank, he has not even eaten his beloved hamburger for dozens of days.

It's good to wear back to ancient times and be a prince, at least you can eat roast lamb shank every day! Snack goods Yang Xiaokuan felt the fun of crossing for the first time from a roast leg of lamb.

However, when a few pieces of roast lamb leg were swallowed into his stomach like a date, and the initial hunger disappeared, Yang Xiaokuan felt that his mouth was greasy and fishy, bland and tasteless, and a wave of nausea could not be suppressed from his chest, and he almost didn't spit out the few pieces of lamb leg that he had just swallowed into his stomach: not only did he not put any seasoning in this roast leg of lamb, but he didn't even put the least salt! With Yang Xiaokuan's taste, at present, he can only enjoy the carefully processed barbecue meat in the restaurant, and cannot tolerate the most primitive method of roast lamb shank.

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?" Xian Yuluo saw that Yang Xiaokuan's expression was wrong, so he hurriedly approached and asked with concern.

"Nothing."

Yang Xiaokuan knew that he must not show his cowardice, and was seen to be flawed, so he closed his eyes tightly, and reluctantly swallowed the meat in his mouth, and then picked up another wooden spoon placed next to the food ding, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and put it in his mouth, wanting to use the soup to suppress the nausea that appeared in his heart from time to time. Who knows, when a spoonful of soup is entered, Yang Xiaokuan almost didn't take his breath: what kind of smell is this, whether it is salty or not, and it can't be said to be sour, and there is a faint smell of stinky feet.

"Duck soup with cabbage, lord, how do you use it? Now that the palace advocates frugality and abstains from luxury, the little one specially told Ding San'er to make this duck meat soup for the prince to make up for his body......" Xian Yuluo explained flatteringly.

"Well, it's not bad." For the first time in his life, Yang Xiaokuan personally felt the difficulty of eating, put down the spoon, and replied with a bitter face.

He looked left and right, and in addition to a roast leg of lamb and a piece of soup that were difficult to eat, there were only a few steamed cakes in a black lacquered wooden plate on the first few cases, and he couldn't help but secretly complain: "I can't imagine that when I become a prince, I only have the life of eating cakes." He picked up a piece of steamed cake, put it in his mouth and took a bite: the entrance was soft and smooth, but it was quite delicious, but I don't know what was kneaded into the noodles of this steamed cake, and it tasted sweet and bitter.

Fortunately, compared to the roast lamb leg and the duck soup, these cakes can finally be eaten, Yang Xiaokuan ate all the steamed cakes on the wooden plate in one go, and drank three bowls of tea in succession before wiping his mouth and stopping.