This reason is very bad, very bad, the editor of the Hanlin Academy is the director of the National Library as the name suggests, and the emperor who usually has no chance to speak in the court will lose his manners? Even if you accidentally fart in front of the emperor, you won't be punished so severely!

But thinking about the prince who was locked up inexplicably, it seems to be quite a normal thing. The new emperor took office with three fires, which is to eradicate dissidents, you know! The emperor was forcing Fang Liangzhen to come forward to find death.

However, of course, the emperor couldn't find Fang Liangzhen, she had already been moved by Qingjiang to the hut she had bought earlier and hidden, blocking all news. The cottage has two floors, and on the first floor, a small shop selling steamed buns was opened to hide people's eyes, Qingjiang was the proprietress himself, and Cai Silin should come over to be a boss. The hidden army all scattered into this street, some rented a storefront to start a small business, some went to the store to be a junior, and some went to the rich family's house to be a slave, with the steamed bun shop as the center to protect Fang Liangzhen and the little prince.

No matter how you look at it, this is the most normal street in Dajin, no one will think of it with the royal family, and no one will think that the emperor will hide in this street without finding people.

Cai Silin looked at Qingjiang who was making steamed buns with a headscarf in front of him, he was a little speechless, he couldn't figure out how many faces he had, from a cold-blooded killer to a beautiful palace maid, from a beautiful palace maid to an aunt, wrapping a headscarf and smearing his face was twenty years old in an instant, and when he laughed, his face was furrowed, obviously he was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old young man with a tender and green face, he didn't understand how Qingjiang did it.

"You're really not going to tell the crown princess about her father?" He asked Qingjiang.

"Not intended." After kneading the dough, Qingjiang put the dough into the basin to ferment, raised his sleeve to wipe his sweat and wiped his flour by the way, this time she is more like the proprietress of a steamed bun shop.

"Anyway, Fang Sitong will be locked up for a few days, and he won't be able to die."

"Got our people in prison?"

"Yes."

"Why haven't you told me before?" Zeislin is angry, isn't he the deputy commander? Why is such an important thing he doesn't know!

Is this kind of thing to say? Who doesn't know that if you want to make trouble, you have to buy off the cell boss first, and then the criminal department, otherwise how will your own people get out after they go in? Qingjiang glanced at him and continued to make steamed buns, as soon as the steamer opened, a large amount of white mist steamed so much that people couldn't open their eyes, he wiped off the sweat beads on his forehead, and took out a steamed bun from the steamer and gave it to Cai Silin.

"Do you want to try it again?"

"Nonsense, how do you know how it will turn out this time if you don't try it, and tomorrow we will officially open the door to sell steamed buns."

"Big brother, you don't really want to do business, do you? We are not short of money. "Zeislin's head hurts a little, what is it that he said is just a disguise?

"It doesn't matter if it's lacking or not, it's a fool to have money or not." Qingjiang also took a steamed bun and tried it.

He hadn't made steamed buns for a long time, but it tasted okay.

He can make steamed buns or Kasenkan Dingjiao.,In all the Honmaru Kasenkanding、Candelabra cut Mitsutada and Hasebe these three knives are chefs.,In addition to the internal task, in addition to the chef fixed, everyone must take turns to do the inner fan.,To help wash vegetables, cut vegetables and knead the dough.,Although Qingjiang doesn't like the kitchen very much, he was forced to learn to deal with it.,It's at this time that the Gesen taught him to make steamed buns, boil soup and cook oodon.。

After returning to the Ming Realm, the kitchen was taken care of by a full-time god, and Sozo and Shuzhumaru occasionally learned how to cook from their master, while he was only responsible for eating. I didn't expect that he hadn't done it for so long, and he would still remember the steamed bun method, and he really had to thank that eggplant head song fairy!

"Feel like it's a little harder? Smaller amounts of flour, maybe with milk? "Chewing steamed buns, Qingjiang is full of recipes.

"I beg you not to pretend to be so similar, I'm not used to it!"

The Beiyan army stayed in the imperial capital for a few months, doing their best to fish and meat in the township, defile the people's daughters, rob the house, eat the overlord meal in groups, grab what they like on the street, and see a good-looking girl on the side of the road dragged into the dark alley and raped on the spot, and went to the Jiangshan Beauty Building to gamble in vain, not only made the first floor of the imperial capital almost closed down but also caused the people to complain again and again, accidents occur every day, and the people's grievances are constantly boiling, but the emperor doesn't care at all, and the newly appointed Jing Zhaoyin also takes this group of Beiyan hooligans.

The security of the imperial capital is getting worse and worse, the Beiyan people have already broken into the houses and openly robbed them, the people of Dajin have become second-class citizens in their own land, and even the small steamed bun shop in Qingjiang has been smashed several times, and the number of times that the Beiyan people have taken it and left without paying is even more numerous than countless.

At the beginning of summer, Qingjiang received a package from his master again, and this time the person who sent the package turned out to be a foot monk, and the other party handed over the things to him and left silently.

It's rare not to be a businessman this time, Qingjiang thought. When the package was opened, there was a pair of traditional Chinese medicine inside, and a strange flower was drawn on the wrapping paper.

"What's this?" Cai Silin watched Qingjiang pour the Chinese medicine into the bowl, and then looked at the flower on the package.

Qingjiang looked at the Chinese medicine in the bowl, astragalus, licorice, ginseng, angelica, tangerine peel, cimicifuga, bupleurum, and white water.

"Yiqi soup." Qingjiang back.

"Uh... What does health soup mean? "He scratched his head, well, what about the health soup?

Pour out the bowl of qi-nourishing soup, and sort out the medicinal herbs like Qingjiang. Astragalus, licorice, ginseng, tangerine peel, cimicifuga, bupleurum, and white peony are just right, only angelica has three more dollars.

If according to the past convention, the numbers represent time, and the extra three coins refer to the meaning of Angelica in March? However, March has passed, so it should be three months at most, and the owner will come back, as for the flower painted on the outer packaging of traditional Chinese medicine, Cai Silin did not understand, Qingjiang recognized at a glance that it was the flower growing next to the Yellow Spring in the Ming Realm.

The flower on the other side represents death, and the nourishing qi soup replenishes qi and nourishes health, at most three months angelica, which means that they can recuperate and recuperate, and someone will die when the master returns after three months. Of course, it won't be their side that will die.

"Prepare well, they will be back in three months at most."

"Okay, I got it." Cai Silin nodded, too lazy to ask why Qingjiang knew.

Qingjiang said that the preparation is actually medicine, during the day they still operate a small steamed bun shop, and at night they changed their night clothes and began to drug at the water source of Dijing, and the well water used by the people is fine, mainly the wells outside the Beiyan military camp. Thanks to the good days in the past few months, the military discipline of Beiyan is quite loose, and there is no sentry at night, and the soldiers have long been lost in the drunken gold fan, so that a few prostitutes in the beauty building of Jiangshan can't wake up.

Of course, Qingjiang also gave Mo Shan several large packets of medicines, these medicines are not fast drugs that will exert their effects immediately, but chronic drugs that will slowly paralyze the senses and gradually make people drowsy and weak, and the medicinal properties will be doubled when mixed with wine. The people of Beiyan don't know anything, they are a rough man, who cares about that little bit of love and sleepiness? Didn't you just drink two more glasses? All right!