As soon as He Jingying walked back to the small courtyard, Old Man Mo hugged a chicken: "Princess, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, you can't buy anything under the mountain, you can stew this chicken and eat it." ”

Old man Mo was followed by several people, all of whom were death row prisoners who were rescued by them on the day of the sacrifice. They took a basket of turnips and a basket of fish, and said a little shyly: "Lord, princess, we have been busy over there for a few days, so we can grow some turnips." It's fresh, don't dislike it. This fish was also caught by a few of us in the stream early in the morning. It is also placed in the well water, except for the fishy smell for half a day. ”

He Jingying hurriedly took the radish and fish.

The men burst into laughter. Waving his hand helplessly, he exited the small courtyard.

"Mober, why don't we celebrate the New Year together tonight."

Old man Mo said gratefully: "Thank you for the kindness of the princess." But I'm going to go down the mountain later to accompany Mrs. Qi. Since the disappearance of the Lord Ling, Mrs. Qi has been keeping the New Year by herself every year, and I went to accompany her. ”

He Jingying nodded: "It's also poor Mrs. Qi." Then Mober, you should go down the mountain early, we can do it ourselves. ”

Mo Bo said some auspicious words and went down the mountain. The small courtyard, which was lively and noisy, was quiet again. He Jingying picked up the chicken and looked at it: "Crushed, what flavor do you want to eat?" ”

Xiao Lian leaned on the tree in the yard: "I will eat whatever you do." ”

He Jingying thought for a while: "What about chickens, what I'm best at is making flower chickens." ”

Xiao Lian nodded: "Not bad." ”

Chun'er said with disgust: "Miss, it's unlucky to eat flower chicken for the New Year." ”

"How unlucky? Is there anything else to pay attention to? ”

Chun'er pouted: "It's called a flower chicken, it's called a flower chicken, and it's poor when you listen to it." Everyone else wants to be rich, but our family is poor. ”

Xiao Lian glanced at Chun'er: "What's so good about being rich?" It's important to be happy. I just want to eat the flower chicken. I'm going to chop wood. ”

He Jingying nodded Chun'er's head: "You have a lot of opinions." Go and bring the fish, I'll make you a sweet and sour fish, and make sure you have more than enough every year. ”

"How dare I bother Miss to cook me fish to eat." Although Chun'er said this, the person was still busy running to get the fish.

He Jingying smiled: "Do you eat less of the sweet and sour fish I made?" Besides, your craftsmanship is okay, it's okay to fry cabbage, and you are not afraid of the fish jumping out of the pot and running on you. ”

Chun'er stuck out her tongue: "Miss will make fun of me, there used to be cooks in the palace, so how can I worry about these things." ”

"I think it's better than the palace. The palace was not at all comfortable. He Jingying was carrying the old hen in one hand and a knife in the other, and was about to cut its throat and bleed as she spoke. When the old hen was dying, she grew a brute force all over her body, and she flew out of He Jingying's hands.

The hen was blind, flying around, and bumped into Xiao Lian head-on. Xiao Lian finally moved the chicken butt away from his face, and saw He Jingying slashing at him with a kitchen knife.

Xiao Lian's legs were weak and he wanted to kneel and beg for mercy: "The woman spares her life!" ”

Fortunately, He Jingying came to Xiao Lian, turned around, and chased Xiao Lian in a circle like a pillar.

At the last critical moment, the old hen looked at the yard door and swooped out. The old hen landed right in a fox fur. He Yin's snow-white fox fur was stained with two pieces of chicken feathers.

He Yin looked at He Jingying's hideous appearance with a kitchen knife, handed the old hen to Osu, and smiled gently: "A-Ying, let's come to the third uncle." ”

"Third uncle, why are you here?" He Jingying said happily.

"If I don't come again, you can turn the sky upside down."

He Jingying stuck out her tongue: "Third uncle, you know?" ”

He Yin frowned and looked at He Jingying, and blamed: "Why didn't you come to find the third uncle and break into the palace by yourself?" ”

"This matter can only be solved by myself, how can I implicate the third uncle?"

He Yin was really angry: "A-Ying, what are you talking to me about?" ”

Ojuku walked in with a plucked chicken: "Princess, my lord heard that something happened to you, but I was in a hurry. If I hadn't stopped me, I was afraid that I would have rushed into the palace that night. ”

"That night?" He Jingying looked at He Yin with some surprise: "Third uncle, did you know it at that time?" ”

He Yin nodded: "I still have some people in the palace." Originally, I prepared a few dead soldiers, and if anything happened to you, I would rescue you. But someone did it before me. ”

"It's a friend of mine, on duty in the palace."

"After all, you secretly entered the palace by yourself, and in the eyes of the emperor, this matter is extremely secret. I'm worried that the emperor will find out, so I'll wait for Dao to come to see you today. Good thing you're fine. ”

He Jingying asked with some concern: "The fire in the Buddha hall has been found out in the palace." ”

He Yin glanced at He Jingying with some playfulness: "Didn't the Northern Wei Dynasty spy set fire to the Buddhist hall?" ”

He Jingying smiled awkwardly: "That, it's also a coincidence...... He Jingying took the old hen from the hand of Osu: "Third uncle, you haven't tasted my craft for a long time, right?" I'm going to do it and call the flower chicken. With that, he ran away. If He Yin continued to ask, she really didn't know how to answer.

As soon as He Jingying left, He Yin put away a gentle smile, looked at Xiao Lian and asked, "What are you going to do now?" ”

Xiao Lian raised his chin at the mountain gate of Chong'an Mausoleum: "Third uncle, you saw it when you came up, the guards of this Chong'an Mausoleum have tripled." What's more, A-Ying is also reluctant to leave. ”

He Yin frowned and said, "She is waiting for Xiao Fa Body?" ”

Xiao Lian's expression darkened, and he nodded: "How is it in the palace?" ”

He Yin shook his head: "Although Xiao Yun can share some holy favors, the power in the DPRK and China is still dominated by Xiao Yunying's family. In addition to old ministers like Wang Jingze, they openly supported Xiao Yunying and asked the saint to appoint Xiao Yunying as the crown prince. and some old ministers who supported the prince before have now turned to Xiao Yunying. ”

Xiao Lian looked at He Jingying's back as she was busy in the kitchen, and sighed: "I originally wanted to use the power of the first prince to take some military power, but the first prince went too suddenly. And why did the emperor have to take A-Ying's life? Who put A-Ying in that cell, does the third uncle know? But Xiao Yunying? ”

He Yin shook his head: "I originally thought it was Xiao Yunying, but Xiao Yunying didn't seem to know that Yu Fuhou was still alive." However, this matter still has something to do with Xiao Yunying. ”

"What do you mean?"

He Yin frowned and said, "I haven't found out yet." Ojuku found out from the prison guard that just before A-Ying was taken to the prison, there was a man wearing a mask who had been to the prison, and he didn't know what happened. ”

"You mean Ghost-Faced Lang-kun?"

He Yin nodded: "Listening to the jailer's description, it should be a ghost-faced Langjun." But when Osu was checking Xiao Yunying, he found out that the ghost-faced Langjun had been in the West Mansion with Xiao Yunying that day, and many people in the West Mansion could testify. ”

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