"Vent." Yingzihe was quite innocent, and said with a little resentment in his expression, "These bamboos and wood are too heavy, I have to cook them all." ”

"Cooked?" Xiao Meng couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard Yingzihe's purpose, "You're really boring!" ”

Yingzihe smiled without any embarrassment: "What you said is so right." ”

"Childe, all the bamboo and wood slips and wood have been chopped, what should I do next?" Just when Yingzi and He Xiaomeng were habitually fighting, a eunuch walked up to him and asked respectfully.

Yingzihe raised his head slightly, but he was just a four-year-old child, but he looked extremely mature, and said unceremoniously:

"Didn't you hear what Ben Gongzi said? He threw all the chopped wood and bamboo slips into the cauldron and boiled them. ”

"Yes, Childe." The eunuch agreed with a bitter face, and went down to work.

Bang! Bang!

The water in the big iron pot had already been boiled, and at the sound of an order, someone picked up some sawdust and bamboo slips and threw them into the cauldron.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

"Cook it for Ben Gongzi, wait until everything in the pot is rotten and turn milky white, and then take this cauldron off from it and brush it with gauze."

Yingzihe stood on the high steps, obviously a child, but he gave orders and passed on to the ears of everyone present.

"Yes, Childe."

The guards and Yingzi who were dispatched by Yingzheng and the eunuchs and guards around them had no idea what their son was planning to do.

Hearing these words, they beat the drums in their hearts, but they didn't dare to disobey, so they could only muttered a few words in their hearts, this boy is really boring!

"Alright, come in with me." After ordering all the subordinates, Yingzihe turned around, grabbed Xiaomeng's tender white hand, and turned around and walked towards the Lingyan Pavilion.

"What are you doing?" Although Xiaomeng is precocious, he is a child after all, and he really can't understand Yingzi and this wild thinking, so he grabbed a hand and asked ignorantly.

Didn't you say that all the wood and bamboo slips should be boiled? How do you want to leave now?

"Stupid girl." Seeing Xiaomeng's puzzled face, Yingzihe rolled her eyes and said angrily.

"It's not a simple matter to boil all the wood and bamboo slips, for such a long time, this son is not like you stupid girl, waiting slowly, naturally you have to change places."

"Oh!" Xiao Meng first agreed a little blankly, and then reacted, roaring angrily, and the entire Lingyan Pavilion trembled with deep internal force.

"Yingzihe, who do you say is stupid, sister, I am the smartest person in the Taoist Heavenly Sect!"

"Oh!" Yingzihe agreed indifferently, "Okay, Miss Xiaomeng, you are the smartest, and the smart ones don't even understand this simple truth." ”

"You!" As the best genius of Taoist Tianzong for hundreds of years, although she has not officially apprenticed, even the head of Tianzong, Chi Songzi, has to call her a junior sister, which means that the future has been determined, and she will definitely worship under the first master of Taoism, Bei Yingzi.

Therefore, all along, among Taoists, Xiaomeng's status is extremely transcendent, but he has been deflated during this time.

Suddenly, Xiaomeng was puffed up by Yingzi and her snow-white cheeks with anger, her eyes widened, and she looked at the kid opposite her indignantly.

I can't wait to open my mouth and scold the dirty words that I have never said in my life!

"Huh." Yingzi and Xiaomeng's angry appearance suddenly felt that this girl was very cute, grabbed one of Xiaomeng's small hands, and smiled casually, "Okay, after tossing for a long time, this son decided to invite you to eat something delicious." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Xiaomeng and walked towards the hall.

Being pulled by Yingzihe, Xiaomeng was slightly stunned, her cheeks were flushed, and the anger in her heart subconsciously dispersed a lot.

"Who doesn't want your good food?" The mouth is still unforgiving.

Yingzihe pulled Xiaomeng and trotted up, still angry and angry: "It's not rare, it's not rare, it's a big deal, this son will enjoy it slowly by himself." ”

"You!" The anger that Xiaomeng had just extinguished boiled again, her eyes widened, and she said angrily, "You're so beautiful." ”

"This girl is going to eat all the delicious food, and let you starve to death this stinky boy."

In the hall, the children's words continued to sound, and the crisp sound echoed in this spacious hall, which was even more quiet.

In the midst of this fight, Tianzong's junior uncle Xiaomeng, and the sixth son of Great Qin, Ying Zihe, formed a childhood friendship.

This period of the past has since become a beautiful memory in the hearts of these two people.

………………

One day.

It took a whole day, and he was busy from early morning until sunset, and the smoke and dust in front of the entire Lingyan Pavilion were billowing and spreading, and the entire Qin Palace's palace could see billowing black smoke.

Countless firewood fires burned and burned all the wood and bamboo slips in the large iron pot, and there were no even slightly larger crumbs.

And in this process, I don't know how many times the iron pot has been added with water, and how many people have been replaced to light the fire.

Until the evening, the golden light gilded the sky with a layer of gold, and between the clouds and mist, the clouds in the distance turned into a brilliant scene, as if it was a legendary fairy palace.

Goo!

In the iron pot, a tumbling sound continued to sound, and the craftsmen and eunuchs around looked at it and saw that the wood and bamboo slips in the pot were completely boiled.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's finally good, come on, take down this iron pot, and brush these things away with gauze."

The eunuch in charge of the affairs was busy for a day, and when he saw that he had finally fulfilled the request of his difficult little son, he breathed a sigh of relief and ordered.

"Yes." A few tall guards agreed, stepped forward, and took the iron pot from the fire.

After burning for a whole day, the big iron pot turned red, and even the guards were sweating profusely.

Syllable!

A large iron pot was taken down from the bonfire and placed aside, and the palace maid with her own ingenuity stepped forward, took out the milky white liquid in the pot, and covered it with a filter made of gauze on a bluestone slab that had already been cleaned not far away.

Swish! Swish! Swish! ……

A crisp sound continued to sound from in front of Ling Yan Pavilion, and the white liquid was filtered by gauze and spread over the square.

It didn't take long for the entire square to appear square, which was particularly beautiful.

Trample!

In the Lingyan Pavilion, I don't know when Yingzi and Xiaomeng had already walked out again, standing on the top of the steps, looking at everything in front of him condescendingly. Mobile phone users should browse and read for a better reading experience.

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