"This iced sour plum soup is really a good thing to beat the heat on this hot summer day." Fu Wenjing drank the food made of ice that was very luxurious in this ancient time, and felt very happy.

Because there was no refrigerator in ancient times, the ice of the iced sour plum soup she eats now was collected by the palace people in the cold area last year, and then transported to the capital by horse-drawn carriage, and put in the palace's unique ice cellar for preservation.

"It seems that she loves food, so I will make more food for her in the future." Long Xingche, who was pulling the stone roller to crush the wheat threshing, watched Fu Wenjing drinking the iced sour plum soup with a look of enjoyment, and he was very relieved.

After Long Xingche pressed it a few times, Fu Wenjing picked it up again, and felt that there were no wheat grains on the straw, so she asked Long Xingche to rest next to her, she picked the wheat stalks that had been crushed to the side, and swept away the wheat husks on the wheat grains with a broom.

"So this is wheat!" Long Xingche was very happy to see that Fu Wenjing had finished sweeping the wheat husks, which were round and full.

"This wheat is so good, we can keep some after it is dried, and we can use it as seeds next year!" Fu Wenjing squatted down, picked up the wheat and looked at it carefully.

"It's up to you, I don't really understand! What's next? Long Xingche saw that Fu Wenjing had swept the husk on the wheat very clean.

"Dry it for another day, and when it is windy, raise the remaining husks on the top of the wheat against the wind again, and then you can put it away and put it in the warehouse!" Fu Wenjing took off her shoes and began to drag her feet inside to dry the wheat.

After Long Xingche saw Fu Wenjing's action, he thought that she had said that she wanted to use wheat to make oats, so he was anxious: "Hey? Jing'er, aren't you going to make oats out of wheat, isn't it dirty after you step on it with your feet? How do you eat it? ”

"No, ordinary farmers have to dry wheat like this, so that the drying is more even, and they have to go back and forth several times a day. Besides, the wheat we use to make oats has to be washed several times! After Fu Wenjing finished drying the wheat with her feet, she walked out, patted the soil on her feet with her hands, and then put her shoes on!

Long Xingche made a bitter face, looked at Fu Wenjing, who seemed to be "not very hygienic", and said, "Jing'er, do farmers wear shoes like you without washing their feet after drying wheat?" ”

Fu Wenjing lowered her head in frustration by Long Xingche's question: "Your Majesty, I have to go in several times next, do I have to wash my feet every time?" Ordinary people are not as particular about their lives as we are, and they live very casually. Although we are experiencing his life, we are not doing it according to their habits! ”

"Okay, I'll just ask more!" Long Xingche saw that Fu Wenjing was unhappy, so he touched his nose!

Fu Wenjing dried the wheat for two more days very seriously, and after setting aside the wheat for oats and next year's wheat seeds, she washed the excess wheat together and prepared to grind the noodles to make some noodles at the "harvest banquet".

Although it was proposed to hold a harvest banquet, it was already seven or eight days later because the wheat had just been harvested and preparations had to be made for drying, washing, and grinding.

Fu Wenjing happily saw that everything was ready, and planned to hold a "harvest banquet" related to an important cause tomorrow.

But unfortunately, Long Xingche was very busy with state affairs today, and she waited until the evening before Long Xingche stepped into the Jingxuan Palace.

"Your Majesty, we can hold a harvest banquet tomorrow, does the emperor want to invite anyone to come?" Fu Wenjing asked Long Xingche, who had finished dinner.

In fact, there is a not-so-good possibility in her heart, she is worried that Long Xingche will call the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother was going to blackmail her, asking her to help ease the relationship between Princess Zhaoyang, Long Xingche and the Queen Mother.

As a result, all kinds of things happened later, and this matter was delayed, in fact, Fu Wenjing also had a great prejudice against the Queen Mother in her heart.

What's more, Princess Zhaoyang was also unwilling to let Fu Wenjing talk about the Queen Mother or Long Xingche in front of her, so Fu Wenjing did not continue to help the Queen Mother do it.

"Well—you asked that all of a sudden, and I didn't seem to think of who I was going to ask for, and the Queen Mother probably didn't like to participate in such a "playful" banquet. "Long Xingche was tired from a day of work with the ministers, and he moved his body and muscles there.

"Your Majesty, no one wants to invite you, but does the concubine want to call Princess Chaoyang and my third brother to play?" After Fu Wenjing finished speaking, she carefully observed Long Xingche's expression.

After listening to Fu Wenjing's words, Long Xingche's body stiffened, and he understood what Fu Wenjing was planning during this time.

He snickered to himself, turned to look at Fu Wenjing: "You little brain, you have been doing this recently, right?" ”

"The Emperor Shengming!" Although Fu Wenjing is quite accomplished in medicine and martial arts, in terms of scheming, she is really different from Long Xingche.

She also feels that it is really hard to live with someone like Long Xingche who thinks quickly and has a flexible mind!

"Since you've always wanted to do this, do it! I know you won't do anything too much. As long as you're happy, there's nothing I can't do! Long Xingche looked at Fu Wenjing's somewhat timid face.

Fu Wenjing blessed her body: "The concubine thanked the emperor, tomorrow the concubine will let Princess Zhaoyang and my third brother come over, and the emperor must remember to come and participate!" ”

"Good!"

Long Xingche had really been abstinent for a long time in order to wait for Fu Wenjing to slowly accept him, thinking that he had agreed to this matter, Fu Wenjing should not be so resistant to him, so he touched his hand to Fu Wenjing's face.

But just when his hand was about to touch Fu Wenjing's face, Fu Wenjing blocked Long Xingche's arm to the side, and then grabbed Long Xingche's arm: "Your Majesty, did the concubine see you moving your body just now, did your body ache?" Let the concubine help you massage the acupuncture points and relax! ”

"But...... Yes! ”

As soon as Long Xingche said two words, he was pressed down on the bed by Fu Wenjing, put her hand on his neck and massaged it hard!

Because of the sore neck, Long Xingche, who was massaged by Fu Wenjing to the point of soreness, couldn't help but scream!

He just wanted to say that he didn't want Fu Wenjing to help her massage, he just wanted to ...... Just want to ...... Make out with Fuwen Jing!

Because of Fu Wenjing's "special massage", Long Xingche fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up again, it was already the next morning when Amber woke up to go to court.

After Long Xingche got up, he patted his forehead in frustration, sighed, and got up to go to the court.

After Fu Wenjing got up, she went to the small kitchen after breakfast and was busy, and she didn't come out to rest until noon.

Just when Fu Wenjing was sitting there resting, two "Hum Ha Second Generals" came to Jingxuan Palace, they were Princess Zhaoyang and Fu Wenxi.