Mo Lan boiled eggs to help Lang Yue rub his face, "You swallow your anger, you don't have to be bullied from time to time." Lang Yue said: "I can't compare to you and Zifei, I have a high-ranking uncle and uncle to support me." My father was originally in business, but he donated a petty official a few years ago, and I am the daughter of a concubine, so I am not pampered. If you can't bear the humiliation and give in, in this palace, can An live for a long time? Moran comforted her for a long time, and then dispersed in the evening.

Since Liu Congguang moved to the Tongjian Pavilion, the Renming Hall has also become lively, and there are often ministers who come to visit, and people come and go, and there is an endless stream. After Mo Lan and Zifei were sent to the Tongjian Library, they were in charge of the borrowing of books in the Tongjian Library. Because the injuries on Liu Congguang's hands were not all healed, Qi'er suddenly contracted a cold again, and the hall was idle, so that they had nothing to do all day.

Moran still lives in the same house, only waiting in the pantry at the back of the museum from early morning to midnight. The spring light in the afternoon is tired, she is lying on the table and napping, sleeping very lightly, in the haze I heard Zifei talking to people outside the door, the words passed through the bamboo curtain from the courtyard gate to the ear, Zifei said: "Why do I want to wash Lord Liu's clothes, why don't you hand them over to the Shangfu Bureau?" ”

A woman said sharply: "Let you wash because you can afford to be seen, and the maid who can wash the son's clothes in the house is the most respected." After speaking, he threw a few dirty clothes in his hand on Zifei's body, smiling rather than smiling, "I have the high-quality spices I brought from the house, and Childe's clothes must be fragrant before wearing." ”

Zifei hated it so much that he threw his clothes under his feet, "I have never washed my own clothes even when I look so long!" If you want to smoke yourself, this is not your house. ”

The woman glared angrily and slapped Zifei in the face.

Moran vaguely saw himself standing at the foot of the steps, the sun shining brightly through the green leaves mottled on people's faces, Zifei cried and ran over, sobbing and calling, "Moran, Moran......"

Something seemed to slam into the corner of the table, making a crisp "thump" sound. Moran's forehead ached, and his heart woke up empty as if he had been drained of his mind. I heard a soft voice in my ear asking, "Moran, why don't you go to the sour branch chair and rest for a while?" ”

Moran looked up at the woman in confusion, it was the person who had just beaten Zifei in his dream. I only heard her laugh: "I know that you are on the night shift, so I came to comfort you." What about Zifei? Mo Lan came back to his senses, got up hurriedly, politely blessed his body, and said: "She went to the Shanggong Bureau to get the new palace clothes, is there anything wrong with the lady looking for her?" ”

Holding a red lacquered wooden food box in her hand, she took out a few plates of preserved fruit and put them on the table, and said with a little embarrassment on her face: "It's not, a few days ago, Zifei told me that she missed the snacks in the streets and alleys outside the Suzaku Gate, and yesterday I went back to the house to pack up the clothes of my son, and brought some home-made dates, black plum sugar, and preserved apricots from the house, thinking that I would bring them to you to taste." It's all I've always liked, and I don't know if it's to your taste. ”

Mo Lan picked up a plum candy and put it in his mouth, and praised: "Sweet and sour, refreshing taste, the mouth is delicious." Even the preserved fruit made by Mr. Feng Dao, who is known as the "Elder of Changle", is nothing more than that. ”

Izurou pursed her lips and smiled, "The lady has good eyesight." A few years ago, Mr. Feng's descendants came to Bianjing to play, and the son invited him to a banquet. Let's just say that this dried apricot, but a small plate has taken a lot of thought. First of all, we must pick a few baskets of juicy and sweet apricots, soak them in water for two days, take them out, first soak them with molasses for a few days, and then mix them with cloves, Shu pepper powder, cardamom, borneol, musk, agarwood, ginger, licorice and other more than ten secret ingredients, spread out in the sun and dried and must be stored in a sealed jar, so that it is not over, and it has to be put into a ventilated and dry place for two months to eat! ”

After listening to this, Mo Lan picked up another dried apricot, "It's really a famous teacher and a high apprentice." Rou was proud in her heart, pursed her lips and smiled, and said quietly: "In fact, making preserved fruits is the same as being a person." ”

Mo Lan heard that she had no meaning, so he deliberately didn't answer, only picked up the dates and put them in his mouth, and when he heard her, he said: "I have followed Gongzi for ten years, and I have always been the eldest maid in the house, and I am also a relative of the old lady. Since I came to the palace, according to my careful observation, although the Tongjian Hall is in the palace, everything is based on the son. Although I am not as smart as the palace maid Qi'er, I am also a caring and powerful person around the son. Everyone in the museum, I look around, you are the most in line with my heart, if you can help me wholeheartedly, no one will dare to bully you in this Tongjian Pavilion one day. She pinched a dried apricot and played with it at her fingertips, and said: "Look at this dried apricot, different people pickle it, and the taste is not the same." The taste is spoiled, and at most it is lost. This man, however, is not good. If the slaves and maids follow the wrong person, they often die without a place to bury, and their families are involved. ”

Mo Lan's heart was cold, and he still smiled on his face, "Being on duty in the Tongjian Pavilion, everything must be dominated by the son, and the lady is from the house, of course we obey the order, this is all our duty." When I heard this, I was overjoyed and said with a smile: "It is said that Mo Lan's lady is very good, and it is really thorough." ”