Chapter 58: Is She Really the Work of the King of Jibei?

The spout of the kettle is not very thin, and the red dates and longan roll out along the soup and float on the surface of the tea, and the reddish-brown tea soup with bright red dates arouses people's appetite.

Song Yanzhi cautiously took a cup and sniffed it in front of his nose, "It's so fragrant and sweet!" ”

Song Lingyue instructed: "Just poured out, be careful of scalding, remember to blow it." ”

Song Yanzhi nodded, pursed his small mouth and blew it gently, and tentatively took a small sip, and suddenly his whole little face immediately wrinkled happily, and at the same time stuck out his tongue: "It's so hot!" It's hot! But it's so sweet! There is also the taste of red dates and longan, so delicious! ”

Listening to Song Yanzhi say that it was delicious, Xiangling on the side was also eager to try it, and without waiting for Song Lingyue to remind herself, she also picked up a cup, carefully blew it repeatedly for a long time, and carefully tested it with her lip flap to make sure it was not hot before taking a sip.

The Adam's apple rolled, and Xiangling showed a bright smile on her face: "It's really sweet!" Delicious! I didn't know that red dates and longan could be used to make tea, and they were so sweet! ”

Song Lingyue smiled slightly, picked up her cup, took a sip, and her posture was elegant:

"Red dates and longan have the effect of nourishing qi and blood, if you add ginger slices, you can warm your stomach and drive away cold after stepping on the snow in winter, and it is also effective for early typhoid fever."

"Well, the dates are also fluffy, so delicious." Song Yanzhi had already drunk all the tea and began to eat the red dates and longan left in the tea bowl.

Song Lingyue has already removed the core of red dates and dried longan, so I am afraid that Song Yanzhi will be choked, and it will not be good if he cuts his esophagus or chokes.

Song Lingyue poured some more water into the kettle, re-lit the fire and began to simmer, "The second time I boiled the taste, the taste may not be so strong, and the taste will become lighter, but it is also delicious." ”

Song Yanzhi didn't have time to talk to Song Lingyue, holding a potato cake in one hand and a teacup in the other.

After eating two croquettes, a sweet potato cake and a potato cake, Song Yanzhi wiped his oily little mouth with satisfaction, "Full, full." ”

Even Xiangling put it down contentedly after eating two sweet potato cakes, holding the hot longan red date tea and drinking it slowly.

The breeze came, and the peach blossoms on the peach trees fell one after another, and they slowly fell one by one.

Song Lingyue looked up at Luo Ying, and didn't even notice that the peach blossom petals floated into the teacup.

It's been almost four months since I crossed over here, and I don't know if my parents are okay in modern times.

If I knew about her death, I would be saddened by unbearable grief, after all, my parents only have a daughter like her.

However, don't worry, Mom and Dad, even in ancient times, I will live well and live desperately.

Not only that, but I also want to carry forward the medical skills of our Song family here.

Song Lingyue raised the teacup to the peach blossoms, and with infinite emotion, she drank the hot tea in the cup in one gulp.

However, there was not much time left for Song Lingyue to be sad, and Song Yanzhi had begun to feel bored, so he got into his arms and coquettish:

"Sister, it's so boring just to enjoy the flowers."

"So what do you want to do?" Song Lingyue retracted her gaze and fell on Song Yanzhi's face.

Although he has no parents, with the younger brother of Song Yanzhi, he will not be so lonely in this other world.

Thinking of this, Song Lingyue couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips and raise a shallow arc.

"Sister, tell a story! Tell us a story! Song Yanzhi shook Song Lingyue's arm, "Didn't you tell me a lot of stories before?" Tell us about that later. ”

"Sister Xiangling is very good at telling stories?" Xiangling looked at Song Lingyue curiously.

Song Yanzhi nodded violently: "Yes!" My sister is a very good storyteller, and when I was in Baishi County, my sister would make up a lot of stories for me every night to put me to sleep. It's like three little pigs building a house, and what Mr. Dongguo and the wolf, my favorite is the story of Sun Wukong! ”

Speaking of the story he liked, Song Yanzhi's eyebrows suddenly danced, "The story of the Monkey King told by my sister is very good!" That Monkey King, he is a powerful and powerful immortal! ”

Song Lingyue touched her nose a little embarrassed, after she searched for her limited historical knowledge and found that this Great Xia Kingdom did not exist in her known history at all, she told Song Yanzhi a lot of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign stories to coax Song Yanzhi to sleep.

Song Lingyue has also talked about Cinderella, Snow White and the like, but Song Yanzhi is not interested in these, so she can only rely on her memory to tell the story of Journey to the West, which is right for Song Yanzhi's appetite.

Song Lingyue looked at Xiangling on the side, seemed thoughtful, and said with a smile: "Sister won't tell the story of Sun Wukong today, will I tell you a brand new story?" ”

"Ahh But I want to hear the story of Sun Wukong! Song Yanzhi's face was full of disappointment.

"However, my sister has already told you half of the Monkey King's story. Xiangling has never heard the story of Sun Wukong, and if her sister wants to start from the beginning, she is afraid that she will not be able to finish it when it gets dark. Song Lingyue was embarrassed, "That's it, listen to my sister tell a new story today, and my sister will tell you the story of Sun Wukong tomorrow night, okay?" ”

Song Yanzhi lowered his head as if he was thinking, and after a while, he swept Xiangling's little face, and finally nodded heavily, "Okay then!" Sister tells a new story! However, don't listen to the stories of princesses and princes, it's boring. ”

"Princess, prince?" Xiangling was obviously more interested, and looked at Song Yanzhi curiously and then at Song Lingyue.

"Hmph, if you don't want to hear it, forget it! In the future, my sister will tell Xiangling when she is free, don't listen to it when the time comes! Song Lingyue deliberately teased Song Yanzhi.

"That's not going to work! When the time comes, you have to listen to it together! Song Yanzhi puffed up his cheeks.

"Good!" Song Lingyue touched Song Yanzhi's head and motioned for him and Xiangling to sit next to her.

"Sister will tell you a story about a general today." Song Lingyue thought for a while and said, "How about it, do you want to hear it?" ”

When Song Yanzhi heard that it was the general's story, he immediately became interested, and nodded again and again and said that he wanted to hear it.

Xiangling was obviously more curious about what kind of story the prince and princess would have, but seeing that Song Yanzhi said that he wanted to hear it, he could only casually echo and say that he wanted to hear it.

"Okay, sister, let's start talking." Song Lingyue cleared her throat, and a crisp and soft voice escaped from her mouth.

On the moat, the ink incense painting boat.

Qi Mo sat in the cabin, through the bamboo curtain, and could vaguely see Song Lingyue and his party sitting around the peach trees by the river, eating snacks and drinking hot tea.

The wind blows gently, the peach blossoms can't withstand the temptation of the spring breeze, fall from the flower branches, fluttering and falling, occasionally a few pieces of light pink fall between the woman's blue hair, embellished with a touch of spring.

Qi Mo drank wine and looked at the picture in front of him silently, and his ink-colored eyes never moved away from the woman's body.

Until, the discordant sound broke the quiet and beautiful picture, Qi Mo turned his head and glared at the powerful man in front of him with some unhappiness.

Liu Liang ignored the sharpness in Qi Mo's eyes and bowed to Qi Mo, "Master." ”

Qi Mo raised his good-looking brows slightly, and the wine glass in his hand shook gently, fragrant with wine: "What can you find?" ”

Liu Liang shook his head silently: "My subordinates are incompetent, I have checked all the people who have been in contact with Miss Lingyue in the past month, and I have not found anything related to the King of Northern Hebei." ”

"Really?" The narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and the afterglow still fell on the shore under the peach blossom tree, and the woman who was holding a teacup and looking at the sky was in a trance.

"Not really." Liu Liang's tone was affirmative, but he immediately said: "Xu is the king of Jibei who knows that we are still watching, so he has not been able to act for a long time?" ”

"Do you really think she is the fine work of the king of Jibei?" Qi Mo took a sip of the wine that had become cold, and even his tone became silent.

"Subordinate......" Liu Liang was silent for a moment, "The subordinate doesn't know if she is the fine work of the king of Jibei, but ...... Lingyue girl has excellent medical skills and a kind heart, but she doesn't look like a meticulous work. ”

"However, she has some contact with the king of Jibei." A cold light flashed in his dark eyes, "Song Qingping, no, he should be called Qi Yu now, how is he in the Northern Hebei Palace?" ”

"The eyeliner placed in the palace of the king of Jibei reported that the king of Jibei has only visited a few times since the prince returned to the palace." Liu Liang told the truth. "However, the whole palace of northern Hebei attaches great importance to him, and he is good at food and clothing."

"It's no wonder, after all, Qi Yu is Xuan'er's only heir." At the mention of the name Xuan'er, Qi Mo's eyes flashed with a moment of softness. "If Xuan'er has knowledge and knows that Yu'er has found it, she should also feel comforted."

"Miss Xuan is in too much of a hurry, if she is still here, maybe the relationship between the king of Jibei and the emperor will not be so deadlocked." Liu Liang seemed to sigh, and immediately stopped when he touched Qi Mo's cold gaze. "It's a subordinate who made a mistake, please punish the master."

"It's good to know what you're wrong." Qi Mo coldly swept Liu Liang's face, "Take thirty whips yourself, retreat." ”

"Yes! Subordinates retire! Liu Liang pale and withdrew from the cabin.

Song Lingyue on the river embankment didn't know anything about it, and was telling stories with Song Yanzhi and Xiangling.

"The story that my sister is going to tell this time takes place in a place called Song Kingdom." Song Lingyue touched Song Yanzhi's small brain and smiled:

"The hero of our story, surnamed Hua, named Mulan, is a bold and spicy girl."

"Mulan?" Xiangling read the name, "This name is really nice." ”

Song Lingyue raised her voice slightly, and her smile did not decrease:

"Yes! This Mulan, although she is a girl, she doesn't like textiles and female workers, but likes to dance with knives and swords, like a boy.

But she is a woman, her parents don't allow her to do these things, they all let her study female red, learn weaving, find a good family to marry in the future, husband and children, and shine on the lintel. ”

"And then?" Song Yanzhi couldn't help urging, "Didn't you say that you want to tell the story of a great general?" What about the generals? ”