According to Chen Jinye's instructions, Lang Zhong quickly handed over the medicine to the maid according to the prescription, and when the maid returned to the side courtyard, it was almost time for dinner, so when she came back, she also summoned dinner.

took advantage of the dinner time of Chen Jinye and others, and quickly boiled the decoction and served it, so Lao Song just put down the chopsticks and used Chen Jinye's medicine, so Chen Jinye's day came to a successful end......

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Chen Jinsong took advantage of the night, carrying the wine jug, quietly out of the palace, he stood alone on the wall of the West City, it was an exceptionally sunny night, unlike in the past, he was today, when he heard his subordinates report that the mission failed, he was not angry.

I don't know why, when he heard that the mission failed, he breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, maybe subconsciously he didn't really hate Chen Jinye so much, Chen Jinsong, who came up with this answer, couldn't let go of the depression in his chest for a while, he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Obviously, over the years, he has enjoyed the blow that the destruction of Xicheng has brought to the king, but now that Chen Jinye has only been in Xicheng for a few days, why did he start to doubt it?

Chen Jinsong looked at the direction of the Xicheng River, he still remembered the rainy night of the previous year, that day he received a letter from the royal capital, the letter described Chen Jinye's return from a study tour, the king's reward for him, the letter also wrote that Chen Jinye was given marriage, the most proud eldest daughter of the Luo family married Chen Jinye, and the letter wrote that the king specially built a Ye palace for Chen Jinye, and the palace was in the royal city only a hundred steps away from the palace.

Ten years have passed, and his father has never asked about his marriage, and no one has ever mentioned that in this distant Xicheng, there is also a prince of Nanzhao.

"Huh"

Chen Jinsong slowly sat on the edge of the city wall, showing a bitter smile, once he also had great ambitions, he also wanted to be an iron-clad man, he wanted to be a prince loved by the people, but unconsciously, all this has been ruined by himself, and what is even more ridiculous is that he also tried to ruin Chen Jinye's reputation, how ironic!

Chen Jinsong poured wine into his throat in one gulp, the green tendons on his neck continued to agitate and shout with the action of swallowing, and the overflowing wine slid down the corners of his mouth all the way to the placket, Chen Jinsong seemed to be a little drunk, he stared blankly at the moon in the sky, and his shadow was stretched out in the moonlight.

What a beautiful scenery, Chen Jinsong sighed while drinking: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky", and said: "Looking for it, it is cold and lonely, miserable and miserable."

Finally, accompanied by the moonlight, Chen Jinsong slowly lay on the city wall, pouring all the wine in the wine pot into his throat......

The next day, Chen Jinsong opened his eyes vaguely, the hot sun shone directly on his body, he only felt a little headache, but he couldn't think of what he did on the city wall yesterday, Chen Jinsong knocked his head slightly with his hand, and then casually looked at the west city behind him.

Seeing the people in the city living and working happily, Chen Jinsong couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and then jumped off the city wall and walked towards the main street of Xicheng.

Seeing an old man selling sugar gourds at the mouth of the alley, Chen Jinsong and Yue stepped forward and asked, "How much is this sugar gourd?" ”。

The old man frowned happily and pinched a string of hawthorn and handed it over, just wanted to say that this didn't need money, so he raised his eyes and met Chen Jinsong's eyes, and the old man's laughing expression froze there as if it was cracked, and after a long time, with Chen Jinsong's condensed eyebrows, the old man knelt on the ground.

"The little one has eyes and no beads, and he has seen the prince"

As the old man knelt, the people on the entire street put down their work, and bowed down to Chen Jinsong, shouting: "See Lord Jinsong!" ”。

Chen Jinsong's cheerful smile suddenly stopped the car, he tightened his pupils, and carefully looked at the people who were kneeling in this circle, the chill on his face became worse and worse, yes, that's right, these people were sent out from the palace to decorate this Xicheng.

But how dare they......

Thinking about it, Chen Jinsong slowly took the hawthorn sugar gourd from the old man's hand, licked it very carefully, and then slowly bit it down, and he walked back and forth between the kneeling people while chewing.

This woman is buying makeup, not bad, not bad.

This man is a burden merchant, good, good.

Oh, and a few kids, who were ordered to kick the shuttlecock, and that's good.

There is also an old woman who is a tailor, Chen Jinsong bites the sugar gourd in his hand, and pinched the small clothes on the old woman's shop, the workmanship is indeed not bad, Chen Jinsong nodded with satisfaction, and then slowly picked it up and weighed it in his hand for a moment.

He put down the clothes in his hand boredly, put the last sugar gourd in his hand into his mouth, and then walked towards the old man selling sugar gourds step by step, he slowly squatted in front of the old man with sugar gourds.

"Your sugar gourd is delicious"

The old man trembled, and replied motionlessly: "The king, the prince has won the award...", Chen Jinsong put the bamboo stick in his hand into the old man's neck, and then slowly pulled out a string of sugar gourds from the old man's hand.

He casually took a bite and held it in his mouth, the fierceness in his eyes faded slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose happily, forming an extremely lovely arc, and he paced step by step over the trembling servants, chewing the sugar strings in his hand as if nothing had happened......

Chen Jinsong entered the palace through the main gate and returned to the deepest part of the palace along the small door, he inserted the bamboo sticks into the potted clay jar at will, and then went into the study with his hands behind his back.

In the open space in the middle of the study, in front of the bookcase, a person in a black night suit knelt in the middle, motionless, Chen Jinsong's eyes deepened slightly when he saw this scene, and even the brisk steps on his feet paused slightly.

Chen Jinsong slowly sat down in front of the bookcase, picked up the teacup blindly, and slowly put the tea into his mouth, the hot tea with a refreshing fragrance seeped into Chen Jinsong's throat, which slightly relieved the sweetness of the sugar gourd.

Then, Chen Jinsong slowly picked up the brush and practiced the words, the key to practicing the words, is to care about quiet, he was quite enthusiastic about the "Peach Blossom Fu" written and written, copied and copied, "the peach is dying, scorching its flower", Yunyun and so on, until death.

In this way, Chen Jinsong practiced calligraphy all morning, and at ten o'clock at noon, a little maid respectfully entered the room and reminded softly: "Lord Wang, it's time for lunch."

Chen Jinsong raised his eyebrows slightly, then picked up the words in his hand and looked at it for a long time, sighed a few times with satisfaction, and then walked over the man in black to the hall without hurry......

The table in the hall was covered with Chen Jinsong's favorite meals, Chen Jinsong nodded with great satisfaction, and then asked slowly: "The same is true for the meals in the side courtyard, right?" ”。

The maid respectfully poured a full teacup for Chen Jinsong, and responded softly: "The prince is at ease, the daily food of the prince Ye is no different from the prince."

Chen Jinsong nodded with satisfaction, and then slowly sandwiched a piece of bamboo shoots and sent it to his mouth, the crispy and sweet bamboo shoots were his favorite, and also his favorite......

——

After a night of recuperation, Lao Song's legs and feet were a little more flexible, and after drinking a decoction in the morning, the prince ordered himself to stay in the room, and it was not until lunch that the prince asked the maid to help him into the hall.

At this time, Chen Jinye and Hongling were chatting in the hall, but with the stacking of meals, Chen Jinye's face suddenly tensed, Hongling saw all this seriously, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?" ”。

Chen Jinye slowly gave Hong Ling two pieces of bamboo shoots with chopsticks, shook his head slightly, Hong Ling hesitantly chewed the bamboo shoots that Chen Jinye gave herself, but she didn't feel that it was any different from the bamboo shoots next to her.

When he looked at Chen Jinye again, he no longer had such a tense face, and even talked and laughed with Lao Song very happily, but during the whole banquet, Chen Jinye never touched the plate of bamboo shoots with chopsticks again.

After lunch, and fed Lao Song a decoction, the maid sent Lao Song back to the room again, Hongling looked at the back of Lao Song leaving, and slowly asked, "Is there anything different about that bamboo shoot?" ”。

I saw Chen Jinye smile slightly, and then looked at Hongling helplessly and dotingly, and said, "It's delicious, don't you think?" ”。

"But apart from the two slices you gave me, you haven't touched the bamboo shoots again."

Chen Jinye was asked by Hong Ling that he had nowhere to hide, so he simply chuckled and leaned back, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

After a while, "That is the favorite dish of the royal brother and me."

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Chen Jinsong leisurely finished his lunch, leaning lazily on the table, his eyes slowly narrowing into a slit, and chewing the last piece of bamboo shoot in his mouth.

The little maid cleaned up the dining table with ease, and then neatly brewed a pot of Tianshan Longjing and put it in Chen Jinsong's hand, Chen Jinsong slowly picked up the teapot and refilled the tea for himself, this tea is different from others, it was accidentally obtained when he was stationed at the border gate, and he rarely drank this on weekdays, unless there were bamboo shoots in the dish.

And right now, there is not much left of this Tianshan Longjing, so Chen Jinsong cherishes it every time he takes a sip......

Chen Jinsong tasted it one by one, and drank the tea very slowly but quickly, he slowly got up from the seat in the hall, and entered the study step by step, and the man in black kneeling in the middle still stayed there with his head hanging straight.

Chen Jinsong raised his eyebrows slightly, and then slowly said: "Stand down, if this mission fails, this king will not be held accountable."