Chapter 92: The Importance of Purple Cabbage Rice Cakes

Song Zhan had taken care of all the work at hand, and it was almost dusk, only to suddenly realize that his stomach was empty and he hadn't eaten a serious meal, and he was about to go to Tong Qingyan when he raised his feet, but he was stopped by someone.

Wen Qi changed into Jin Wuwei's clothes, but they didn't fit very well, pulled his sleeves awkwardly, and glared at the person in front of him dissatisfied.

"What do you want to do when you sent me to Jin Wuwei?"

Song Zhan endured the discomfort in his stomach and wrinkled his eyebrows to look at the person in front of him who was half a head shorter than him.

"Of course you came here to protect the emperor, I'm going to eat something now, so I won't accompany you."

said that he was about to bypass Wen Qi, but he was instead grabbed by the crook of his arm.

"It just so happens that I'm also empty, so I'm going to find my cousin, right? Together. ”

I couldn't help but pull Song Zhan and leave, and I didn't let go until I reached the gate of Tong Qingyan's courtyard, but unfortunately I was a step late, and I happened to be watched by the three people who were enjoying the cool under the grape trellis.

Su Yao's big eyes flickered, and he glanced at Ran Dong tacitly, and they both saw a little strange sense of identity in the other party's eyes.

Tong Qingyan also unexpectedly found that her cousin and Song Zhan were standing together, and she felt a little right......

Song Zhan didn't have the slightest desire to explore the hidden gossip soul in the hearts of the three little girls, walked up to Tong Qingyan in a few big steps, looked at her condescendingly, closed his slightly skinned lips, and said a very aggrieved sentence.

"I haven't eaten for a day, I'm hungry."

Tong Qingyan touched her nose, stood up and walked into the house, Wen Qi and Su Miao looked at the background of the two, both of them were shocked.

Is this still the cold prince of Huai Wang? Are you dreaming?

After entering the house, Tong Qingyan brought down a glass bowl from the ice kettle, and a bowl full of brown sugar ice powder was still bubbling with a trace of coolness.

"Eat."

Song Zhan glanced at the palm-sized glass bowl, and glanced at Tong Qingyan with some dissatisfaction.

"That's it?"

Tong Qingyan looked at the ice powder with a lot of ingredients, and then at Song Zhan, who was obviously unhappy, and stood up helplessly.

"Eat first, the pearls have picked some wild shepherd's cabbage and come back, I'll fry you a shepherd's cabbage rice cake."

At first, when he brought the stove and pots, Tong Huaiyuan felt that it was a little too high-profile, and he followed the emperor to the palace to escape the summer, and he had to bring these as if he would not be able to eat enough, and he had to do it himself, but it turned out that self-sufficiency was not only full but also good food.

The imperial kitchen carefully served the emperor and his concubines, and the ministers and their families could only eat regular dishes, and some of the vernacular was a big pot of rice, Tong Qingyan did not intend to wronged herself, so she strongly advocated hiring an extra carriage to haul kitchen utensils.

At noon, Su Yao and the three of them ate the pot, and when Tong Huaiyuan was eating a big pot of rice, he received a bowl of steamed vegetables from his daughter's filial piety, and Tong Huaiyuan ate three bowls of rice with this simple version of the spicy pot.

When Tong Qingyan was frying the shepherd's cabbage rice cake, Tong Huaiyuan came, and when he saw a few people around Tong Qingyan, Tong Huaiyuan coughed.

"Dad, you're here, have you eaten?"

Tong Huaiyuan wanted to say that he had eaten it, but when he saw Wen Qi's expression, he changed his words.

"No, I don't."

Tong Huaiyuan glanced at Wen Qi proudly, the stinky boy wanted to let himself say that he had eaten it, wait a little bit of fried rice cakes, right, think about it.

"Let's wash our hands and go inside, and we'll be right away."

As soon as Wen Qi and the others entered the house, they saw Song Zhan sitting in a Malaysian golden knife posture, stood up abruptly and bowed respectfully.

"I've seen Master Tong."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, His Royal Highness the Prince is also here."

Tong Huaiyuan squinted at Song Zhan, pinched his beard with satisfaction and nodded, picked a stool and sat down casually, waiting for the shepherd's cabbage rice cake.

Wen Qi looked at Song Zhan, who had returned to a dignified posture, and secretly rolled his eyes.

Su Miao and Ran Dong were embarrassed to be in the same room with a foreign man, so they took the rice cakes given by Tong Qingyan back to Ran Dong's house, Tong Qingyan directly brought the pot into the house, and a large pot full of shepherd's cabbage rice cakes immediately attracted the attention of the three men.

Tong Qingyan looked at the three people who were gobbling up, poured herself a glass of water, and silently watched the three of them finish eating a whole pot.

"Tell me why you dragged my cousin to Jin Wuwei."

Tong Qingyan watched Song Zhan put down the dishes and chopsticks before asking, Wen Qi gave up the plan to lick the bowl when she heard that it was about her, and looked at Song Zhan seriously.

"He has a good kung fu and understands medical skills, and I am more relieved to have him."

"What do you mean by my kung fu?! I'm not happy when you say that. ”

"Are you worried that someone will harm the emperor?"

Tong Qingyan frowned, feeling that it didn't make sense, Emperor Jiakang was young and strong, and he had no intention of making a prince, killing the emperor at this time would not do any good except for setting off turmoil and causing disputes among the princes.

"No, I'm worried about you."

Song Zhan stared at Tong Qingyan unabashedly, Tong Huaiyuan looked at Wen Qi with a childish face, and then looked at Song Zhan.

"Wen Qi, as Jin Wuwei, how can he protect An'er?"

"There are guards who patrol regularly in the palace, and I brought Wen Qi here in the name of Jin Wuwei, with someone else's name, and Wen Qi will be responsible for patrolling the perimeter from tonight."

"Heh, you're good enough, this is to demote me to an ordinary guard again, and you plan to get me another piece of clothes that don't fit?"

Wen Qi rolled his eyes generously this time, and Song Zhan didn't dare to do anything to himself anyway.

Although he was extremely disgusted, Wen Qi did not refuse Song Zhan's plan to arrange, the interests of the family were all tied together, and since he decided to go to Beijing with him, the affairs of the Tong family could not be separated from him.

Tong Qingyan looked at the three men and made a charter to protect herself in a few words, and shook her head.

"Otherwise, there is a difference between men and women, no matter how strict you are, it's useless, maybe the other party will want to put me to death even more, it's better to be loose and lead the snake out of the hole."

"No way!"

The three of them had an unprecedented tacit understanding, and they all spoke out against it.

Tong Huaiyuan loves his daughter very much, so naturally he can't answer that Tong Qingyan should be used as bait, and Song Zhan is even more so, as for Wen Qi, in the face of Tong Qingyan's gaze, he said as a matter of course.

"If you have a mistake, who do you want to go to eat the shepherd's cabbage rice cake?"

Tong Qingyan was silent, it turned out that in this cousin's heart, she was the same as shepherd's cabbage rice cake, no, it was better to use shepherd's cabbage rice cake.

After Tong Huaiyuan and Wen Qi left, Song Zhan walked to the couch and lay down lazily.

"I don't understand why the Queen Mother doesn't like me, just because the concubine can't say it, right? Now the concubine doesn't like me. ”

Tong Qingyan took a stool and sat on the edge of the ice kettle, feeling the slightest coolness.

Song Zhan opened his eyes and saw it, and immediately half got up in disapproval and pulled the person to the side of the couch.

"Why are you doing this, it's not good to be so blatant."

"What do you think I'm for?"

Song Zhan squinted at Tong Qingyan, with the expression of a righteous gentleman.

Tong Qingyan shrugged her shoulders, and just wanted to sit up straight, when her left shoulder was pulled violently, and the person fell, and then she was shrouded in a shadow in front of her, and only heard a low murmur.

"You look forward to it so much, I'll just satisfy you."