The little master he served, reincarnation is a technical job, as soon as he is reincarnated, he will be reincarnated into the royal family, and he is the son of the emperor, and he is still an only son.

It's a pity that the little master was born in the blessing and didn't know the blessing, Wen didn't want to study the subset of scriptures without releasing the scroll, and Wu didn't want to practice archery and cavalry to kill the enemy.

If he can swap with the crown prince, he will definitely smell the rooster and dance, and his head will hang over the beam and pierce the strands. Strive to become a good emperor who is capable, responsible, courageous, and loves his people, and keeps the ancestral inheritance.

People are more popular than people, why is the gap between people and people so big? Chen Keliang wants to get into the wrong. Unconsciously, the handle of the umbrella was crooked, and the rain dripped on the prince.

Chen Keliang noticed a cold gaze sweeping over his body, although the prince was young, the majesty of the superior was still soaked in his bones. The prince looked at him, and Chen Keliang shivered.

He hurriedly straightened the handle of the umbrella, and his waist bowed a few more points.

He is just a slave born dependent on the prince. Liu Ming has learned from the previous car because he did not serve well, and he must not follow in the footsteps of others, and he must be careful and careful.

The pavilions and water pavilions are shrouded in rain and mist. Li Yong stood under the eaves of the porch, teasing the parrot on the shelf, the wind and rain wet the parrot feathers, he shook his wings, shook his head, and the rain splashed Li Yong's face.

"To die, splash the prince's face with water." Li Yong flicked his finger at the wind, and the parrot tilted its head and dodged it quickly.

Chen Keliang handed over the silk handkerchief, Li Yong did not wipe his face, and stretched out his fingers to hook the parrot's wings.

"You have wings, why don't you spread your wings and fly high? What do you miss in this palace? You were free, but you gave it up for no reason. ”

Chen Keliang straightened up slightly, bowed slightly, and stared at the master who was standing and talking without backache.

Freezing and starving, hungry, hungry, and unclothed freedom to the prince, will he want it? Emperor Hui of Jin once asked a classic saying that has been passed down to future generations; The people have no corn to satisfy their hunger, so why not eat minced meat?

He had to enter the palace because of his poor family, Chen Keliang stared at the back of his master's head, and suddenly a sense of resentment came to his heart.

Who do you hate? Hate the --- future son in front of you? Hate the one on the throne --- the current Son of Heaven? Or should I hate myself for being born in the wrong place?

He hates, but he doesn't know where to transfer this hatred?

Like the people gathered around the prince, he is looking forward to becoming the prince's henchman, and one day he will be able to enjoy the shade under the big tree and be able to soar.

Xing Zai and the others have returned to dust, but another group of gentlemen in the capital are attached to the crown prince.

The playmate of his youth, the help of his youth, and the ascension of the future prince to the throne, isn't fame in the bag.

To be the person next to the future monarch, what is it to take a little risk? Xing Zai was on his back and hit the muzzle.

When people from outside enter the palace, they must have entry and exit cards. If the prince comes in, it's better to say something. Let people in with great fanfare, and the forbidden army will say hello there.

Li Yong returned to the dormitory, still afraid of his father, and waved his hand weakly, "Forget it, don't look for it." Xuanle workers came to Shaoyang Courtyard. ”

Chen Keliang made his own decisions, took the East Palace waist card, and secretly brought three or two people into the palace, and he was especially close to the prince on weekdays.

Wine, singing and dancing, like-minded playmates, the prince seems to be alive again

Chen Keliang saw that he was bored just now, but now he is a lively prince, and Jiang is still old and spicy.

The boss of the Inner Chamberlain is right, his future... A soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a eunuch who does not want to be a chief is also a eunuch who has no interest.

When will the singing and dancing of the East Palace be closed? The carnival didn't end until late at night. A few people outside the palace rested in the side hall of Shaoyang Courtyard. On the second day, Chen Keliang quietly sent them out of the palace.

The carnival was very enjoyable, and by the time Li Yong woke up from his hangover, it was already the third day of the second day.

The palace maid hooked the brocade tent with a coral hook, held a dusty scarf in her hand, and waited in a line of clothes, hats, shoes and socks.

The sun shone brightly, and Li Yong beat a drum in his heart, for fear that yesterday's incident would be revealed, and his father announced that he would meet him.

With a hangover and something in my heart, I didn't eat two bites of breakfast, but just drank a few mouthfuls of bird's nest porridge.

Li Yong was worried for several days, but his father didn't ask him, there was no movement, and Li Yong felt a little at ease.

"Your Highness, you can relax, and the servants are cautious."

Chen Keliang's heart was not steady, Liu Ming did not go far on Huangquan Road. The prince of this courtyard is the boss, and when he comes out of this courtyard, the serious master is sitting in the Jinluan Treasure Palace.

The tiger poison does not eat the children, it does not mean that they do not eat them, and those of them who are slaves are often pushed to the foreground and become the scapegoats who knock on the mountain and shock the tiger.

The master and servant here thought that things were done very secretly, but they didn't know that everything was seen by someone with a heart, just waiting to give the prey a fatal blow.

Since Xiuying opened the apricot curtain in Wangdian, Xiuying can laugh out loud every day when she sleeps and dreams.

Every day, she watched the silver taels of white flowers flow into the restaurant, counting the money until her hands cramped, she was excited.

Xiuying is a business material, although she is young, Zhang Luo has a lot of ideas. 'Xiao Family Wonton' is famous in Beijing, and Xiuying visited the thatched house three times in order to dig up the chef of 'Xiao Family Wonton'.

Xiuying's offer to the chef is very tempting, in addition to a high salary, a quarter of the proceeds from the sale of wontons are additionally commissioned.

The reason why the Xiao family's wontons are unique in the capital is that the shopkeeper of the Xiao family has mastered the key ingredients of the ancestral secret recipe, and the chef does not know. The chef has been in charge of the Xiao family for many years and has his own experience in making wontons.

After he jumped to 'Apricot Curtain in Sight', he found another way based on his years of experience.

Finely chop the meat, add bamboo shoots, or white, leeks, and vine flowers. Mix with Sichuan pepper and almond butter a little. Wrap it, the skin is slightly thicker, smaller, cut square, and then rolled out with real powder.

When the soup is boiling, use the extremely boiling soup to turn it down, do not cover, wait for the float to rise, and do not stir again.

The water in which the wontons are boiled skims off the floating soup, which is not greasy at all and can be used to make tea.

Orchid Asrina came all the way to Chang'an, alone and unrelated, and Xiuying took care of her very much.

Xiuying and the three of them closed the door of the store and returned to the village. As usual, Ashina picked up the pipa and sat down on the steps of the courtyard.

The night breeze is blowing, the stars are lingering, and the fragrance of flowers is coming.

The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune. The strings muffled the sound of thoughts, and the low-brow letter continued to play.

Ashina is smiling like a spring breeze in the restaurant. When she returned to her residence, she often sat alone under the stars and played the turtle lute.

Ashina, who is lively and pretty in the restaurant, and Ashina, who sits alone and plays the pipa under the starry sky at night. Ashina, who laughed in front of people and was sad behind people, judged the two of them.

After Xiuying finishes sorting out the accounts, she will sit aside and listen quietly. A fifteen-year-old girl left her parents and relatives from home. Relatives are not around, and Xiuying has a deep understanding of the taste of loneliness.

She didn't need to say anything, just be by her side and be quietly accompanied.

Two girls of different nationalities and different appearances meet and know each other in a city of millions of people, and they depend on each other.