Chapter 394: The Foodie's Brain Is Strange

In Dali Temple Prison, Wang Wenqian was finally released.

Wang Wenqian covered his eyes with his hands and slowly adapted to the light outside.

Wang Le rushed over, holding a piece of wood removed from the fence in his hand and an official hat in the other.

first squatted down and crossed the wood, and motioned for Wang Wenqian to step over.

Wang Wenqian had no choice but to do so and stepped over the wood.

Wang Le stood up and put his official hat on Wang Wenqian's head without saying anything.

is gray, but he is wearing an official hat, how he looks like a beggar wearing an official hat, which is extremely funny.

Wang Wenqian frowned and said, "Wang Le, what are you doing here?" ”

Wang Le said with a smile: "This is the wood on the small specially dismantled pig pen, as the old saying goes: step out of the livestock pen and reincarnate as a man." In the future, the young master will be smooth sailing and will no longer be in prison. ”

The original prison evolved from the fence of the enclosure, because the people who entered the prison were difficult to return to nine out of ten, and they came out of it, just like people were reincarnated.

That's why Wang Lecai engaged in such a process, which is a bit like a bride crossing the brazier.

Wang Wenqian looked at the free world outside, and he was afraid of the ten days of imprisonment.

After a long time, Wang Wenqian asked, "I heard that Mei Lanzhu is also dead?" ”

Wang Le's face turned pale, and he pursed his mouth and said: "When Dali Temple went to take people, the people from the princess's mansion reported that they had committed suicide. ”

There is a saying that the tree fell and scattered, and the horse master fell, so he didn't care about the real cause of Mei Lanzhu's death.

Wang Le secretly looked at the young master, the young master's face was as indifferent as water, calm and waveless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It's as if Mei Lanzhu is not his fiancΓ©e, but a stranger.

In fact, in addition to the engagement, this Mei Lanzhu is really unfamiliar to Wang Wenqian, until Mei Lanzhu died, the two only met once.

Wang Le silently counted with his fingers, Chu Xiangling, Cheng Qingzhu, Wu Siyue, Zhou Silian, Mei Lanzhu......

There are already five girls who the young master thinks can get married, or the other party thinks that they can get married......

As a result, those who marry another marry another, those who go far away, and those who die die.......

Could it be that the young master is destined not to get married?

Wang Le was so frightened that he trembled, in addition to not being able to get married, the young master's mother and stepmother were dead, is the young master the reincarnation of the Heavenly Demon Lone Star? Doomed to die alone?

Wang Wenqian didn't know the broken thoughts in Wang Le's head, but brushed the broken hair on his sideburns with his hand and said to Wang Le: "Let's go." ”

Wang Wenqian got into the carriage, Wang Le hurriedly followed into the carriage, and said guiltily to the young master: "Young master, I don't know when you will be released from prison, the house has prepared the freshest ingredients, but you haven't started to make them, I'll let people go back first now, and notify you to start making ......"

Wang Wenqian shook his head and said, "I'm not going home." ”

Wang Le was stunned: "Don't go home? Where is the young master going? ”

Wang Wenqian nodded his head and said, "Go to the Ling Mansion." ”

Wang Wenqian lifted the curtain and said to another servant: "You go home and bring all the ingredients to the Ling Mansion." ”

The little guy got the order and left.

The carriage got it and ran to Ling Mansion.

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Xiangling and Ling Qingyue were about to eat fragrant rice, when Jia Xiaoliu suddenly came to report, saying that Wang Wenqian was here.

Ling Qingyue raised her eyebrows and said, "He was released from prison today?" ”

Jia Xiaoliu nodded and said: "Yesterday, the last general handed over the silver ticket of 10,000 taels of silver found from the princess's guards and given by the princess to the family, which directly confirmed Wang Siqing's innocence, and it should be released today." ”

Ling Qingyue said suspiciously: "He didn't go home after he got out of prison, what did he do in Ling Mansion?" ”

Jia Xiaoliu remembered what he saw, and said with a confused expression: "The adult is right, the general's brain has become more and more useless recently, and he can't even guess what Wang Wenqian's intentions are, so let's take a look at it by myself as adults and the village owner." ”

Ling Qingyue and Chu Xiangling had no choice but to put down their chopsticks and follow Jia Xiaoliu out of the room, and in an instant the two of them were as confused as Jia Xiaoliu.

I saw cows, donkeys, sheep, pigs, chickens, ducks, and ...... in the yard

The livestock and poultry stood in the yard, moo--- ah---- baa---- humming---- ----clucking, and screaming so lively.

Ling Qingyue said with a confused expression: "Wang Siqing, isn't your gift of gratitude a little different from others ----?" ”

Xiangling snorted happily, slapped Ling Qingyue's elbow and said: "Xianggong, this is not a thank you gift, this is the ingredients, Wang Siqing is very indifferent in prison, this is to let your guy cook in the room!" ”

Ling Qingyue: "......"

Jia Xiaoliu suddenly felt that he couldn't help but give a thumbs up, knowing that Wang Wenqian and the county lord of Chu were also.

Ling Qingyue also instantly understood Wang Wenqian's intentions, and was broken by Xiangling's words, and her heart was inexplicably a little sour, and her face was unhappy: "My guy's room can't cook the dishes that Wang Siqing likes to eat." ”

Wang Wenqian made a bitter face, flattened his mouth, and said pitifully: "Mei Lanzhu is dead......

Ling Qingyue said a little weakly: "Wang Siqing, it's no wonder to me, this family affair is agreed by yourself, the princess asked Xiangling to protect the media, she excused herself to ......"

Wang Wenqian looked at Ling Qingyue cutely, and said word by word: "Miss Zhou is married......"

Ling Qingyue: "......"

Ling Qingyue suddenly choked, this, it seems that it really has something to do with him.

Ling Qingyue had no choice but to persuade her: "Xiangling and I are eating?" Everyone knows each other, why don't you just eat it together? ”

Wang Wenqian's eyes suddenly lit up, his mouth grinned to the root of his ears, he felt that it was damaging his image, so he hurriedly solemnized his face and nodded silently.

But he walked fast on his feet, entered the house, looked at the four light side dishes on the table, and his face fell again.

Ling Qingyue explained: "Xiangling doesn't like oily in recent days, so she only made honey lotus, vegetarian fried shrimp, sweet and sour kelp root, radish and oyster locust soup. ”

Wang Wenqian turned to Jia Xiaoliu and said: "The county lord doesn't like to eat, you subordinates can't be careful, you don't eat well, and it's not good for the future little master's health, fortunately, I brought fresh ingredients, let the cook do it quickly, I'll eat some cushions first......"

Jia Xiaoliu almost couldn't hold back his laughter, this ingredient is really "fresh" enough, it's all alive, quack.

Wang Wenqian stretched out his hand and was about to pick up the chopsticks, but Ling Qingyue suddenly grabbed the right cuff, looked at Wang Wenqian's mud-colored clothes in disbelief, and said embarrassedly: "That, Wang Siqing, do you want to wash your face and change your clothes first?" ”

Wang Wenqian said indifferently: "The big husband is not informal......"

So, Wang Wenqian, who had always been a little clean in the past, didn't comb his head, didn't wash his face, didn't change his clothes, and directly picked up the chopsticks with his left hand, and in the surprised eyes of Ling Qingyue and Chu Xiangling, he flexibly picked up a piece of lotus root and put it in his mouth.

Xiangling was surprised: "Wang Wenqian, your left hand is also good?" ”

Wang Wenqian said disapprerovingly: "It's good to be good when eating, but it's not okay to write and other things." ”

Xiangling nodded thoughtfully, sure enough, foodies, in order to eat, can do anything.

After eating three bowls of rice in a row, the three dishes and one soup were all bottomed out, and Wang Wenqian also hiccuped.

Xiangling tried to persuade: "Wang Siqing, you are so full, can you let go of those pigs, donkeys, cows, sheep, and poultry?" The Buddha said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. ”

Wang Wenqian shook his head decisively and said: "I don't want to become a Buddha, I won't be able to eat delicious food if I become a Buddha." ”

Xiangling: "......"

The foodie's head, sure enough, is very sober.