Yan Sui herself, including the people waiting, turned a blind eye to the poisonous blue color.

Anyone who has encountered these in three days in the past few decades will get used to it.

Just like the melon seed shell, Desheng Palace was not without a palace maid with vision before, rushing to help His Royal Highness clean up.

And then she died.

That palace maid had been very attentive to Yan Sui before this, of course, since her, no one in Desheng Palace dared to think about Yan Sui.

There are no more people who covet their sons, but the poison on the melon seeds has not been canceled, but it is becoming more and more complicated.

Only Yan Sui knew that she was just too boring.

The guards standing on the side have changed a batch, this batch is the person he usually uses in Tianjing every day, the so-called cronies who have been placed by his side since he was a child, probably to neutralize with Yan Sui's wantonness, or to try to influence and save it, this group of guards has a personal temperament, one board and one eye, as if he has engraved the word stability on his head anytime and anywhere, standing on Yan Sui's side, he doesn't even glance around.

Yan Sui didn't glance at them, wiped his hands slowly, and said for a while: "I heard that Uncle Huang went to Montaigne?" ”

"Yes, Montaigne is said to have discovered a stone carving a few days ago, saying that it is an ancient ruin, and His Royal Highness Yongwang went there himself, and it is said that His Highness is quite obsessed with that stone carving, and has been there for several days."

Yan Sui sighed, couldn't hear the emotion, and asked again: "Respectable, where is Lin Qing's birthday gift team?" ”

"On the fifth day of the third month of the third month's birthday, the gifts of the gods will be delivered ten days in advance, and there will be about two or three days to arrive." The tall, lanky guard standing behind him replied.

"Good...... The I-shaped team went to a ghostly work tonight to beat Lin Feibai. ”

After a pause, Yan Sui said again: "Beat it harder...... Well, if you can't do it very hard, you can beat it three or four times in ten years. ”

The guard nodded, his cheeks were white and yellowish, and his eyes were extremely black, which made people feel a little angry.

He nodded slightly and gestured. I knew in my heart that the master was going to be a demon again, but what kind of demon he was doing, no one could understand it until the final result.

Then he took out a stack of letters from his bosom and handed them over, saying, "This has just been delivered in the past few days." After a pause, he said expressionlessly, "The one thousand three hundred and sixty-second letters, love letters." ”

On the back of the letter, the petals of the purple sunflower are thick purple and golden, and the color is so rich that it seems to drip from the end of the paper.

Yan Sui hurriedly covered his nose, "Smoked!" ”

And again: "Dazzling! ”

De Gao immediately threw the letter to his side, and motioned for him to take it and deal with it.

The radiant took out the shredder developed by the I-shaped team, and the letter clicked for a while, and the dark purple petals mixed with the best dark gold snow crumbs fell down and fell into the blue waves of the Jinshui River, like a rain of purple milk vetch spring flowers.

It's a beautiful sight.

The four captains of the "De Rong Yangong" of His Royal Highness King Yi stood by the bridge, staring at the colorful flowing water with expressionless faces - the falling flowers deliberately flowed ruthlessly, and this is probably what he said.

However, there is nothing to sympathize with.

They don't sympathize with themselves yet.

Several times in Tianjing, who has a guard like His Royal Highness, who messes with names?

Just want to get along with Lin Hou?

Few people in Dongtang know that Lin Feibai has a secret organization "Three Platforms and Five Constants", of which "Jun Gang" is responsible for protecting the safety of the royal family and Lin Feibai, "Father Gang" follows Lin Qing to carry out secret missions in the frontier, "Fu Gang" is Concubine De can control alone, relying on her power to call for wind and rain in the palace, and under the "Three Guidelines" is the "Benevolence, Righteousness, Etiquette, Wisdom and Faith" Five Constants, Rentang is in charge of personnel, Yitang is in charge of rivers and lakes, the auditorium is in charge of communication, Zhitang is in charge of strategists, and Xintang is in charge of the Chamber of Commerce.

In His Highness's words, it sounds really high.

It's so hypocritical that people want to slap it.

Therefore, His Highness's escort team also changed its name, from the original Divine Blood Clan to De Jong Yangong.

The Divine Blood Clan is also a pit, of course that's another story, and De Jong's words are naturally to satirize the Three Platforms and Five Constants.

Then each of their guards had a four-word idiom name.

That's nice.

It would be better if someone could change their name to a more or less normal one in the future.

Respectful, radiant, easy-going and scheming, the four De Jong Yangong detachment captains silently and affectionately looked at the falling flowers that went with the water, and roared in their hearts with endless greetings to their masters.

Yan Sui never glanced at the letter, and of course he would not listen to the voices of the guards, he stood by the Jinshui Bridge, leisurely watching the sunset wash a fine golden light on the top of the green treetops, and his figure was plated in it.

The evening breeze is leisurely, and the figure of Yuqiaosi is slender.

Pedestrians from afar looked at this picturesque scene and couldn't help but sigh.

What wonderful people.

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Wen Zhen slept until dawn, and finally was woken up hungry.

No way, last night's "work" was too much.

Then a series of hustle and bustle came into his ears, gathered at the door, Wen Zhen got out of bed and went to the window to take a look, heh, good guy, is this a tea party?

I don't know when the door has been opened, and the two maids who didn't see the shadow last night are actively sprinkling and sweeping today, and several women wearing gold and silver are standing at the door, and a large group of servants behind them are all smiling and welcoming people.

When Wen Zhen went out, the arc of these smiles expanded to the highest peak, and a long-faced woman came forward enthusiastically to shake Wen Zhen's hand, "Yo, real girl, you can count it, I worked hard yesterday, and my sister-in-law came to see you." ”

Wen Zhen greeted him with a flattered face, and stretched out his hand that he had just wiped a pile of dust on the windowsill to shake, the other party's eyes fell, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his two hands were perfectly missed.

The woman naturally put her hand into her sleeve and immediately changed the subject, "Come on, come on, the sisters in the family haven't seen each other yet, sister-in-law will introduce you to you." ”

Talking about it, he introduced them one by one, Wen Zhen was an orphan since he was a child, he grew up in the research institute, and there are only three dead friends who can talk about relatives and friends, and he can't accept this kind of setting of a large family of relatives, and he doesn't plan to accept it, in short, they are all sisters and sisters, a group of cousins and cousins.

It's all about the same generation.

Wen Zhen's gaze fell on two of them, one was wearing a purple skirt, crow blue hair, extremely tall, bright eyes, and an attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant. Everyone also has a lot of flattery towards her, but there is a bit of alienation in that flattery.

The other looked the youngest, the light green dress was very plain, she talked less, and she stood silently to the side with almost no sense of existence, but Wen Zhen found that everyone avoided her, intentionally or unintentionally.

This kind of avoidance is almost subconscious, and it is not just there, either it is annoying, or it is jealous, looking at the subtle expressions of everyone, it is more like the second type.

The woman in the purple skirt is a distant relative of the head of the Wen family, surnamed Jun, and her maiden name is Mo Xiao. The woman in the light green dress is a close branch of the Wen family, that is, the sister Wen Jinchun, the daughter of the Wen family's fourth room, and her twin brother, who are the most favored juniors in the Wen family's four rooms.

Wen Zhen let out a long sigh in his heart.

Last night, the one who didn't talk was shocking.

It's amazing, it's younger than I imagined.

A group of people were polite for a while, and then said that they wanted to ask Wen Zhen for cooking skills.

To their surprise, Wen Zhen did not shirk, agreed, and rolled up his sleeves with great interest, saying that he had just learned a hand, and he was just right for his sisters-in-law to taste and taste.

Before coming, the women who had calculated that Wen Zhen would definitely hide their secrets, and had already discussed how to cooperate with each other to squeeze her, looked at each other, and then their eyes lit up and they swarmed into the kitchen.

Half an hour later.

Smoke billows from the kitchen.

A bunch of people rushed out.

You stepped on my feet, I crooked your bun.

A girl in yellow shook her soot-stained skirt and shouted, "Why can't you even make a fire!" ”

Wen Zhen poked out a black face, looking innocent, "The ancestor didn't teach me to make a fire!" ”

Another girl in pink screamed and ran out, "Don't you know that the fish can't bring an underwater oil pot without drying!" ”

"Ah, yes? My ancestors didn't teach me this. ”

"How could the ancestor teach you this, this three-year-old child knows it!"

"Really? The three-year-old Wen family child only knows, right? Wen Zhen was surprised, "I'm sorry I didn't hear about the family." ”

There was a moment of silence, followed by a breath.

Come to think of it, this person grew up outside, and legend has it that he doesn't know how to cook.

Would the old ancestor really pick her to teach her peerless learning? What about the anger? Cooking is not a skill that can be achieved overnight, what can you learn this night?

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Some people are suspicious.

"Yes," Wen Zhen's eyelashes blinked, "Sisters-in-law, don't be in a hurry to leave, stay longer, I didn't play well just now." ”

"Nope." Someone said, "The kitchen is too full of fireworks, so forget it." What the ancestor taught you, you dictated to us the same. ”

Wen Zhen took a look, it was the one named Jun Moxiao.

This girl didn't enter the kitchen just now, and at the moment she seemed to be smiling and leaning against the door with her arms crossed, with a look of interest.

"Okay," Wen Zhen responded, "The old ancestor taught me to wrap the buns overnight last night, do you want to hear how to wrap the buns?" ”

Everyone immediately looked surprised.

As a member of the Wen family, except for a few who are really talented in cooking, the rest of the people don't know how to make steamed buns.

Some people are born with a fine sense of taste, have a good sense of ingredient matching, and make extraordinary shots, even if a fried vegetable with exactly the same ingredients can make it taste better than others, which cannot be learned.

Therefore, what everyone has coveted for so many years is just the secret of the inner court diet that he has obtained from serving the royal family all his life.

For example, which dishes are most favored by His Majesty, such as what kind of tastes and preferences the nobles and important ministers of each palace have, and what kind of dietary taboos they have.

These are all important things, and if you find the right thing, you will naturally be able to soar, and if you make mistakes, it will be difficult to gain a foothold or even be unrecoverable.

There are countless imperial kitchens in the palace, everyone has unique skills, and the Wen family can dominate the imperial kitchen for many generations, and naturally there are unique secret skills that can capture the taste buds of the royal family that cannot be known to ordinary people.

The Wen family's cooking school is about to take the exam, and everyone has prepared their own dishes, thinking that the palace is the richest place in the world, so they choose most of the rare ingredients, and no one wants to make the most ordinary steamed buns, let alone waste time on this kind of food that is destined to be indecent.

Everyone glanced at each other, and instantly seemed to have reached a consensus, and walked out in twos and threes, Wen Zhen was not pretentious, and watched everyone leave with a smile and crossed his arms.

Jun Moxiao rolled his eyes, he walked the fastest, Wen Jinchun walked last, this girl walked in a hurry, her skirt did not move, she did not shake her hairpin, and at first glance, she looked dignified in a dignified posture that had been cultivated for many years, Wen Zhen couldn't help but smile when she thought of what happened last night.

At this time, Wen Jinchun suddenly held on to the door and turned back, staring at her coldly, Wen Zhen did not smile because he was stared at by that somewhat crazy gaze, but the corners of his mouth curled wider.

"Sister, do you have anything else to say?"

Wen Jinchun also tugged at the corners of his mouth, and there seemed to be a spark flashing in his eyes.

"Sister Zhenzhen's hand, do you really think you can fool everyone?"