Chapter Ninety-Seven: Memories of Shadow Plum An
Ji Yuan looked at Chu Shancheng's angry face, and made up for it: "I heard that it was Gongzi that you and Miss Dong at the emperor's birthday banquet After the incident, this impostor immediately took his name to explore flowers and begged to be his disciple."
"The two chatted all night long, and Chu Ge Lao called this Mao Xiang Gongzi the first talent he met in the world, and regarded him as his descendant disciple."
"If that's the case, then this one is also prepared to come to this Nanjing City?" Chu Shancheng's words did not carry any feelings.
"Yes, and Elder Chu Ge also helped behind the scenes."
Chu Shancheng stood up, turned his back to Dong Xiaowan and Ji Yuan, looked at the bustling scene outside the window, and said in a deep voice: "What kind of meeting is late, it is simply embarrassing." ”
"Dong Xiaowan, I'll accompany you to meet this impostor tonight."
Dong Xiaowan saw that Chu Shancheng agreed, and she also had confidence in her heart, and followed Ji Yuan's appearance and hugged Chu Shancheng with a fist.
He lowered his voice and said, "Thank you, big guy." ”
He pulled Ji Yuan out of the house together.
Chu Shancheng got angry, it was indeed a little scary!
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When Bayan returned to the main tent, Cheng Khan was looking down to wipe the arrow.
"Strategist, I've been there, are you still honest?"
"Cheng Khan, honestly."
"Also, Cheng Khan, I think we should go to Hulun to have a look."
"Oh?" Cheng Khan looked up suspiciously
"Cheng Khan, I think you should take the initiative to talk to Hulun about the princess."
Cheng Khan drew his bow and arrows and aimed them at Bayan.
Although he didn't release the arrow, he was still terrifying: "Even you think that I am at fault in the matter of the princess?" ”
Bayan shook his head, "Cheng Khan, I would never think like this, I just think we can't be caught by Hulun's side." ”
Cheng Khan let go of his bow at once, and although there was no arrow on the string, suddenly there was a loud "jump", as if it had exploded in the air.
Bayan's body shook with a loud noise.
Cheng Khan drew his bow again with satisfaction, and said to himself, "What a good bow." ”
"Okay, then let's bring more people tomorrow, we can't be suddenly ambushed by my brother."
After all, this is a ploy, Bayan is worried and hopes that the seal will be able to escape smoothly tomorrow, and his nervous mood and sweating movements make his mind panic all of a sudden.
Hurriedly bowed and arched his hand: "That Cheng Khan, it's nothing, I'll go down first." ”
Cheng Khan waved his hand, but Bayan didn't turn back, he retreated out of the tent and wiped the cold sweat on his head.
Fortunately, everything is going well, but it depends on General Feng and them tomorrow, so don't have any accidents.
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Dong Xiaowan didn't dress up much at night, mainly to meet the kind of person who was presuming, she couldn't wait to see how ugly she was.
I found a loose and comfortable coat and put it on, and my hair was casually curled.
However, on the contrary, such comfortable clothing can sometimes reflect the lazy beauty of women.
Chu Shancheng wore a black suit, wrapping the muscles of his body, making him even stronger.
Standing with Dong Xiaowan, a proper talented woman.
What is surprising is that the county lord's mansion is located in a simple house behind the Jiangnan Jiaofang Division, and the courtyard of the three entrances is still too simple for the county lord.
However, in the past, even the sedan chair was saved.
Chu Shancheng directly accompanied Dong Xiaowan and walked over one after the other.
Chu Shancheng stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after a long time, an elderly voice shouted: "It's coming, don't knock!" The tone was very angry, as if Chu Shancheng had disturbed his big business.
It was a rickety old man, carrying a lantern, and there were no lights in the alleys, and in this darkness, the old man suddenly appeared with a fiery red lantern, which was strange and scary.
It also reminded Dong Xiaowan of the story Chu Shancheng had told her, and unconsciously leaned behind Chu Shancheng, and her two little hands tightly grasped Chu Shancheng's clothes.
Chu Shancheng asked gracefully: "Old man, may I ask if this is the mansion of our Nanjing County Lord?" ”
The old man carried the lantern, twisted his bald head to the back, and shouted: "Mao Xiang, someone is looking for you!" The tone was full of disdain.
Chu Shancheng was surprised, it is said that how could a family member who does not understand etiquette so much, after all, he is also the parent chief of a place.
Mao Xiang came out from behind, and his face was burned black, as if he had just been pulled out of the black coal.
"Miss Dong, you're here!" Mao Xiang wiped his black face with his sleeve, and even his clothes were black.
Seeing that Dong Xiaowan and Chu Shancheng were puzzled by his dirty face, he suddenly pointed to his face and explained, "I want to cook for you, but I have a stove....... I really don't know how to make a fire, so go sit in the house and wait. ”
Chu Shancheng came over nervously, wanting to have a good competition with Mao Xiang.
As a result, it feels like his preparations are superfluous, and although this rascal is educated, he seems to be a fool in life.
smashed a fist on the cotton, and Chu Shancheng suddenly felt very unloaded and helpless.
Dong Xiaowan and Chu Shancheng were led into the house to sit, and the furniture in the house was very simple, and the primary colors of wood could be seen everywhere.
Chu Shancheng and Dong Xiaowan were arranged to sit on rattan and bamboo chairs, and the table was also made of simple wood, which looked a little simpler.
Although he was embarrassed, the dishes he served were very delicate and appetizing.
First, there are a few pieces of emerald green and golden pickles, among which the yellow ones are like wax, and the green ones are like emeralds, which are very bright.
The fire meat has the taste of pine and cypress, the wind fish has the taste of muntjac deer, the drunken clam is like a peach blossom, the pine shrimp is like a dragon's beard, the oil pomfret is like a sturgeon, the baked rabbit crispy chicken is like a cake bait, a dagger and a belly, which is wonderful.
Not only does it look appealing, but it tastes just as delicious.
Chu Shancheng's face darkened again all of a sudden, he was still complaining in his heart that he was a fool in life, afraid that he was the fool.
Can he make such a delicious dish, no, but people can take the chances!
Seeing that Dong Xiaowan was eating fragrantly, Mao Xiang also wiped his hands and sat down: "Miss Dong, they are all specially prepared for you, eat more, you are too thin." ”
These dishes were all made for him by Dong Xiaowan in his previous life.
Displaced at that time, Dong Xiaowan was able to cook as delicious as wild vegetables even if she was facing wild vegetables, making people forget the pain of displacement.
In the previous life, Mao Xiang even wrote a book "Memories of Yingmei'an" to record the bits and pieces of his life with Dong Xiaowan, and carefully recorded every dish he made for him in the book, which was a helpless move when his regrets and regrets were nowhere to be expressed in that life.
Unexpectedly, one day, he could really make it for Dong Xiaowan to eat, as if all the efforts in this life had become worthwhile.