The founding ministers fought wars, and the ministers who guarded the success hunted, I am afraid that the children of the scholar clan are the most enthusiastic gathering***.

The autumn hunt is in full swing, the wind comes south to the maple forest, and somewhere on the foothills, an arrow passes through the sassy forest and stirs up pine waves.

Zhou Xucheng squatted on one knee by the Songjian Rock Spring, the corners of his eyes moved slightly, and after a while, he picked up a handful of water and splashed it on his face to wash off the dust.

"The jackal who took the lead in the hunting ground turned out to be a false sleep to lure the enemy. can actually rely on a leaf to blind his eyes and kill him with two arrows, Brother Zhou, not to mention your skills, you grasp the opportunity at this time, and the accuracy is terrifying. ”

Xu Gongzi of Laiyang Bofu brushed off the last dead branch in the folds of his clothes, and when he spoke, he glanced at it inadvertently, and his eyes stopped on the man's face for a long time. He turned his head away in embarrassment, and said a few words a little crampedly, "You came, and suddenly lined the other few people with clear soup." ”

Zhou Xucheng didn't care much, raised his head and closed his eyes, letting the water droplets roll down and wet the collar, but before the saber rattling, his breath was already a little disordered, and after a few hunts, people became more and more excited, and he couldn't help but overdo it, and almost didn't control it well.

"Xu Can, it's still early, it's your turn." He got up, smiled nonchalantly, took off a deerskin quiver from his waist and threw it into the man's arms, and moved his middle and forefinger together to his lips to blow a loud whistle.

The two of them traveled together with their horses, and there was only one person left after a while.

A few horsemen swept the flat hill like a wind.

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"Certainly, two good, three yuan, four joys, five kui, six shun, seven qiao, eight immortals, nine long, all blessings."

After setting the formula, everyone returned to the seats in the flower hall to continue to dismantle the words and guess the coins, at that time, a group of maids outside the half-wall corridor came with a lamp, and the head of the person was wearing a pair of gilded silk flat silver bracelets on his wrists, which was obviously a first-class palace maid.

The three are finished.

She smiled and said, "All the girls are well, this is the white fungus soup prepared by the kitchen for the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother intends to share it so that you can taste it." Then a maidservant girl brought a bowl of soup to those present.

The bowl is not large, and it is generally supported by a plate, and after a few circles, the number decreases from one end to the other. Perhaps in order to stabilize the center of gravity of the case, at exactly halfway through, a palace maid turned the case plate sideways, and took the lead in bypassing the bowl in the middle and starting from the outer edge.

In this way, the bowl in the middle was left at the end.

The soup was prepared according to the number of people, and the number was not too much and not too much to divide, and Song Zhixi sat in the farthest place by the short corridor, and naturally took the last bowl.

The palace maids bowed with their right feet back, said "slow use" and left together.

"It's rare that the Queen Mother is still thinking about us juniors, and there are lychees in it, that's what the 'crystal pill in the silk bag' says." Several women talked to each other, but their eyes glanced at the bowls of others, and they were secretly relieved to see that the food was the same.

When you are a guest in the Gaomen Mansion, whether it is a reward or a meal, any difference will inevitably imply other meanings, just because the ladies will often leave careful thoughts on things in order to express special preferential treatment and preference.

Therefore, this kind of small action of probing each other under the guise of gossip seems to those present here to be just tacit.

As the laughter came, a sentence of argument blurted out, and the conversation was opened again, "Your quote is clearly describing the lychees in the early Dan in the poem, and where are the fresh and complete lychees in this season now?" So, to put it more appropriately, this should be dried lychees, but soaking in the soup is like drinking water, so it has a bit of crystal appearance. ”

"The most taboo in using poetry is Zhang Guan Li Dai, Sister Sun, if you don't understand, you don't understand, there's really no need to be elegant."

That Miss Sun was unintentional, she knew that she was wrong, so she had to reluctantly speak, "It's my clumsiness, don't make fun of your sisters." ”

Whether it's fresh or dried lychees, they will get hot if they eat too much, and besides, even if these "sisters" are fighting, they have to pay attention to 'courtesy and exchanges'.

Song Zhixi couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth when she thought about it: she will definitely make a good mockery when the time comes.

Seeing the two words, the embarrassment was resolved, and she sat down peacefully, so that she would not be disgusted again.

She put down the bowl and pondered which piece of dim sum she wanted to choose, and after a few moments, carefully slipped a small piece of glutinous rice with a spoon. The spoon incision was sleek and inconvenient to use, and she hesitated and finally bit it open with her teeth.

The taste of all kinds of food on the table is the same, all of them are light, and the glutinous rice is colorless and tasteless, which can relieve the sweetness in Fang Cai's mouth.

Xu heard someone complain, and an older woman explained, "The Queen Mother is in the prime of life, and she is not still sweet, and the tea is naturally light." Presumably, in order to cater to you little girls, the chef put a few dried lychees into the soup to relieve the dullness in your mouth. ”

"Yes, I just tasted one, although it is not as sweet as the fresh lychee in season, but the taste is not bad, and it makes my mouth tight."

Song Zhixi listened to the words and took a beating in his hand.

When she looked up, she could see a few people smiling and answering 'yes', seemingly reluctantly answering.

And those soup bowls, after looking around, only moved a spoonful and were put aside.

Not so well-wished.

After some thought, she scooped another spoonful of the soup and poured it back into the bowl, turned her back, and licked the spoon with only the tip of her tongue.

Sweet.

Looking at the marks of soup foam on the wall of the bowl that were half above the soup, she had to accept the fact that she had drunk half of it before.

It wasn't until she began to notice a slight abdominal pain that she was sure that this sweetness was not well-intentioned, and she was annoyed and panicked in her heart, but there was no other way to see if the pain could be relieved.

Five fingers gripped the tablecloth, the knuckles at the ends of her fingers flushed slightly from too much force, and she struggled to calm herself down as she pretended to bother as she endured the pain.

Incredible...... What a fuss! It's going to be another way?!

Because the soup is used for tasting, people will subconsciously amplify the senses of the taste buds, and more importantly, the soup is originally bland, and no matter what kind of medicinal powder is put into the soup that is as light as water, it is easy to be exposed in the insensitive taste.

The sweet and greasy taste dilutes the original dryness, and it is difficult to detect the drug mixing. And why to cover up the original taste, combined with her current situation, can be imagined.

Her hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and she kicked away the embroidery stool, and the spoon fell to the ground and shattered as she bumped, startling the girls.

"What are you doing?" A woman sneered and teased.

"Why are her eyes red......" I don't know who said this, and the whole room suddenly fell silent.

Trotting all the way through the corridor, her heart was thinking about her hard-won life after escaping from death, the past life and the past were reflected in her mind like a marquee, she realized that she was so afraid of death, she cherished her life, really cherished her life!

I felt that the toxicity was about to attack, as the qi and blood surged up again and again, the colic slowly moved up, the palpitations came one after another, and a trace of blood began to appear in her throat, she swallowed back hard, and lay on the red painted railing to calm down and exhale.

……

"Girl, are you okay, why do you have such a bad face?"

"Yo look! His lips turned white! ”

The two palace maids exclaimed exaggeratedly but deliberately lowered their voices, and this kind of unreasonable surprise sounded a little nondescript in an instant.

Before she came back to her senses, the two reached out through her armpits to support her shoulders, she lifted her eyelids lightly to look, her eyes swept lazily over the two, obviously not seeing the slightest emotion, but the two of them felt panicked for no reason.

The almost imperceptible ridicule and coldness, as if they had looked away.

"Girl, don't brace if you're not feeling well, it's important to go home and rest." Without hesitation, the two lowered their heads and helped her to step away, and after a few steps, a slow voice on the top of her hair lingered in her ears......

"It's not like in the palace, my sisters have such thick soles, I'm afraid it's not easy to run for a while, right?"