Xu Mingyuan was still pulled by Zeng Fuzi's sleeves and rushed into Tongyuan with a thin bamboo. Xu Mingyuan has a heartfelt awe for this usually amiable elder, the serious old master when he lectures.

There is a bamboo fence wall outside the courtyard, and the human-high fence is full of lush creepers, which is pleasing to the eye and can also block the eyes of prying eyes.

The courtyard is not big, with three bungalows, as well as a kitchen and thatched house, which is simple and generous. In addition to the more than 100-year-old sycamore tree in the courtyard paved with bluestone slabs, there are two plum trees in the corner of the courtyard, which are also green leaves. There is a stone table under the tree, but because Zeng Qingyi likes to practice swords in the yard on weekdays, there are no other flowers and plants in the yard.

Xu Mingyuan entered the courtyard, moved two rattan chairs and placed them in the shade of the sycamore tree, then went into the house and came out with a pot of herbal tea, poured a cup for the master, and poured another cup for himself.

The two of them listened to the sonorous sound of spatulas colliding from the kitchen, and their faces were sad.

The master took a sip of herbal tea, waved his hand, as if to wave away the noisy sound of weapons colliding, looked at it and asked with a smile: "I just entered the academy today, are you still used to it?" ”

Xu Mingyuan directly drank the herbal tea in the cup in one gulp, put the porcelain cup on the stone table, lay on the rattan chair, stretched comfortably, and replied with a smile: "It's not difficult to get used to it, Master, you also know that I can live comfortably wherever I put it, but the hunchbacked Mr. Wang seems to be a little unaccustomed to me, so I don't have to go to his class in the future." ”

"Then the king is hunchbacking to embarrass you, you are a lot older, and your strength is getting smaller and smaller. But speaking of which, you have suffered unjustified calamities, and the king's hunchback wants to take you to me. The master also put down the cup and lay down on the wicker chair, pouting.

Xu Mingyuan listened to his master's words, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, it seemed that his nickname was not wrong at all, and said with a smile: "I heard that the master rejected the king's hunchback proposal, isn't that Wang Ziqi very good, I think it's better to marry, otherwise with the temper of the little goblin, it will be miserable if you can't marry at that time." ”

The master glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and then waved his hand and said, "Wang Ziqi has learned a lot, but he is a little gloomy, and his strength is the same as his grandfather." He wants to marry Qingyi, but he just fell in love with the Zeng family's ladder to the sky, not to mention that the girl doesn't look down on him at all, I don't want to eat her cooking in the future. ”

The master turned his head to look at Xu Mingyuan's red and swollen right cheek, smiled and nodded: "I think you're good, this skin bag is cleaned up a little, there is really no more beautiful than you in the academy." Although there are many crooked ideas in the stomach, it is better than those nerds in the academy who only know how to study hard. The key is still the truth, those who have been pumped by the girl goodbye to her are not like mice seeing cats, only you have been beaten by her since you were a child, and the more you beat you, the more courageous you are, and you will make do with it if you can't do it in the future. ”

"Wow!" Xu Mingyuan almost jumped up all of a sudden, sat up and said with a sad face: "Master, don't you dare to mess with the mandarin duck score, I have to be raised for ten days and half a month when I am beaten by her once this year, if I marry her home, I will have to lie in bed every day." ”

"Look at my face, when I go to class, I can't give them jokes, I don't know, I think I have a fierce wife......" Xu Mingyuan became more and more sad the more he spoke, but when he saw that the master turned his head, he closed his eyes directly and pretended to sleep, looking like he was not listening, he couldn't help but look awkward, and quickly changed his tone: "Qingyi is such a good girl, where am I worthy, I see, I look ......"

"Stupid Mingyuan, what kind of person do you say is worthy of this girl?" At this time, a somewhat cloudy voice came from Xu Mingyuan's side, and the chill in the voice seemed to make the hot weather much cooler.

Xu Mingyuan's body stiffened, and he secretly slandered his master in his heart, covered his face and turned around to look at Zeng Qingyi with an innocent face. Zeng Qingyi's beautiful face was expressionless, and the playful sneer on the corner of her mouth made Xu Mingyuan feel like falling into an ice cave.

After all, Xu Mingyuan was the one who followed his master to the north and south, and he immediately came back to his senses, forced out a smile and said: "With Qingyi's appearance like you, and your sword heart, I think only the first person in the world is worthy of you." As he spoke, he turned his head to the master, who was pretending to be asleep, and asked, "Master, what do you say?" ”

"Huh? Qingyi burned so quickly? The master opened his eyes and asked in a daze, rubbing his eyes, as if he had just woken up.

"Eat." Zeng Qingyi put the two bowls on the table, the big one was pushed in front of Xu Mingyuan, and the small one was put in front of the master, and after speaking, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Xu Mingyuan looked at the big bowl in front of him, the white rice and charcoal-like eggs were mixed together, and there was no oil or water, this is egg fried rice, this is obviously charcoal bibimbap. And this big bowl is quite a lot, more than twice as big as the small bowl in front of the master, looking at the master's gloating expression, Xu Mingyuan's heart twitched.

"Did you forget to put oil?" Xu Mingyuan looked at Zeng Qingyi, who was sitting at the table with a bowl of white rice and a small plate of pickled radish, and cautiously tentatively said.

"I think I forgot." Zeng Qingyi glanced at the big bowl in front of Xu Mingyuan, her eyes widened, and she frowned: "What, don't like to eat?" ”

"Where, where." Xu Mingyuan hurriedly waved his hand, picked up the bowl, grabbed the chopsticks and took a big bite.

However, as soon as the rice was eaten, he spit it out directly, Xu Mingyuan got up and took two sips of the herbal teapot, wiped his mouth, and said without tears: "Grandma, how much salt did you pour into it." ”

Zeng Qingyi picked up a piece of golden radish and put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully, and after swallowing it, she held the chopsticks and gestured casually: "That's all." ”

Xu Mingyuan's face fell, and he wanted to cry: "Grandma, I know it's wrong, I'll go to the kitchen to cook some food again, and don't just eat pickled radish." ”

The master also put down the chopsticks at this time, and said righteously: "That's right, Mingyuan, it's not me talking about you, what you did today really disappointed me, now go and cook a few dishes to make amends to Qingyi, and you will take care of the meals in the future, how can you be tired of Qingyi." ”

"What the Master taught." Xu Mingyuan looked like he was devout and taught, and when he got up, he wanted to walk towards the kitchen.

"Stop!" Zeng Qingyi snapped her chopsticks, pointed to the rattan chair and motioned for Xu Mingyuan to sit down, her eyes wandered on the faces of Xu Mingyuan and the master, and said word by word: "There is no one left of these meals, and then you tell me about this trip to Beili, if this girl is happy, then you will cook the meals from tomorrow, if I am not happy, then you two will eat this every day." Of course, you don't have to think that you won't come tomorrow, I can't climb Mt. Rice Cang less than you. ”

In the face of this naked threat, Xu Mingyuan glanced at Zeng Qingyi, who was holding chopsticks like a sword, sat down honestly, picked up his rice bowl and began to eat.

The master sighed lightly, and also began to eat, and he had nothing to do with this rude and willful granddaughter. But if you really want to talk about it, Zeng Qingyi's temperament seems to be what he and Xu Mingyuan are used to. Now the two of them look like this, but there is a bit of self-reaping the consequences.

A quarter of an hour later, after drinking two large pots of cold water, Xu Mingyuan finally finished all the rice in the bowl, leaving a piece of black charcoal and a few salts that had not melted at the bottom of the bowl.

After eating a few bites, the master said that he was full, and although Zeng Qingyi rolled his eyes a few times, it didn't do anything. Xu Mingyuan did the same, but he was directly hit by Zeng Qingyi with a chopstick, and a red mark on his hand has not dissipated yet.

Xu Mingyuan touched his somewhat swollen stomach, and for the first time felt that eating was also a torturous thing.

Zeng Qingyi also just finished eating, frowned, stretched out her tongue and licked a piece of rice from the corner of her mouth, looking playful and cute, if Xu Mingyuan didn't know that she was terrible, he would have been fascinated by him.

Seeing Zeng Qingyi getting up and planning to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Xu Mingyuan quickly got up and picked up his bowl and said with a smile: "I'll come, I'll come." ”

Zeng Qingyi had no intention of postponing it at all, so she sat down directly, tilted her head to look at Xu Mingyuan and ordered, "Pour me another cup of herbal tea, and help me bring the fan in the study." ”

The corners of Xu Mingyuan's mouth twitched, but he still quickly packed up the things on the table and sent them to the kitchen, washed his hands and went to the study to get the folding fan on the desk, and then took a cup and poured Zeng Qingyi a cup of herbal tea.

Zeng Qingyi took the herbal tea and took a sip, then opened the folding fan with a snap, fanned it gently, Nunu motioned for Xu Mingyuan to sit down, and said: "Say, what fun happened to Beili this time, I heard that the barbarians on the Beili grassland are all murderous and unblinking guys, if they see our Dawan's people, they will be directly killed and roasted on the fire rack." ”

The master also picked up the cup and took a sip of herbal tea, looked at Xu Mingyuan with interest and said: "I also went to the Anbei Protectorate back then, but at that time, our Dawan had just taken Fengzhou from Beili, and there was a lot of waste to be rebuilt, and a few military towns were more lively, and more than 20 years have passed, and I don't know what is going on there." ”

Xu Mingyuan sat down, found a comfortable posture to lean on, and after thinking about it, he said: "Fengzhou is the northernmost state of Guannei Province, adjacent to Beili, so it is still often plundered by Beili. However, there has been no big war in Beili and Dawan in recent years, and there was little snow on the grassland last year, and food was not in short supply, and the people of Fengzhou had a comfortable year. Moreover, now the trade between Fengzhou City and Beili is quite popular, and there are many caravans entering Beili there, which also makes Fengzhou City a prosperous city on the border. As long as there are no major wars, I think Toyosu Castle should be able to maintain prosperity for a long time. ”

The master nodded, stroked his long beard, perhaps remembering the years of the past, leaning back on the rattan chair, a little distracted.

Seeing this, Xu Mingyuan didn't say much, but looked at Zeng Qingyi and pouted: "The people of Beili are also people, and many cities have been erected on the grassland over the years, and most of the nomadic herdsmen on the grassland are simple and yearning for freedom. Only when there is really no food for the winter on the grassland, and those large and small tribes are raiding the Dawan border under the leadership of the king of Beili, those people are really choosing people to eat. ”