Chapter Ninety-Seven: I Have a Story, Do You Have Wine?

An Guogong rushed into the palace, grabbed a servant and asked where Mu Yang was, then threw the cabbage in his hand to the servant, "The queen mother asked me to send them are all treasures from Cining Palace." ”

He went straight to the inner room, and the minion was at a loss for what to do with the basket of vegetables.

Was he dazzled?

A basket of vegetables or a treasure?

Could it be that Cining Palace, no, the vegetables grown by the Queen Mother are particularly fragrant? !

He didn't dare to say or ask, so he carefully went to the kitchen with the vegetable basket, after all, there was still a king in the kitchen!

King Huaiyang is the tip of the Queen Mother's heart, the only person who can compete with An Guogong.

"Put it down, you guys go out, my craft will not be passed on."

The king of Huaiyang turned his back to the door and carried a kitchen knife to skillfully kill and cut fish fillets, each fish slice was as thin as a cicada's wings, and the knife work was excellent.

Before leaving, he glanced at it again, and the king of Huaiyang was not fooling around cooking, burning fires, cutting vegetables, killing fish, and so on.

Huaiyang Wang's cooking skills should be very good, and he used to doing it before?

Although King Huaiyang has been living in his hometown, no matter how hard the old queen mother or Wan Niangniang is, it is impossible for him to let King Huaiyang cook.

The old queen mother said that the hand of the king of Huaiyang is to carry the pen, and when he cooks with the hand of the pen, the old queen mother will cry or chase the emperor to fight.

King Huaiyang laid out the fish fillet, he glanced in the direction of the bedroom, and the burning flame of the stove pit reflected a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

Mu Yang secretly wondered why he was sober?

The third uncle should have started a little heavier, he rushed to the door of An Guogong, closed his eyes and pretended to be dizzy.

Anguo Gong ...... avoided Mu Yang's wound, sat on the bed with one butt, shook Mu Yang vigorously, and chattered endlessly, "Bitter, difficult, I don't have a son to send me to the end, I was entangled by my wife and ......"

The old monk could hold back the chanting in his ear, but he couldn't help An Guogong's broken thoughts.

He didn't want to listen to the past between the imperial grandmother and An Guogong, and he didn't want to hear An Guogong crying that he didn't have a son to send him to the end...... It's not sympathy for An Guogong, but doesn't An Guogong just have money?

Even if he likes to inquire about gossip like Daddy, isn't it good for him to listen to something else?

No interest in the love of the little old man and the little old lady.

Mu Yang opened his eyes, slowly got up and sat up, and shook the pot plainly and naturally:

"It's not that I told the imperial grandmother that you went to the restaurant, you still check the minions around you, the imperial grandmother is willing to use silver, and their news is leaked to the imperial grandmother."

The Duke of Anguo at the door knelt down with King Jing, although they occasionally leaked some news to the Queen Mother, but today is definitely not what they said.

After all, this group of people has never spoiled An Guogong's major affairs, and asking King Jing to find his son is the biggest thing for An Guogong!

An Guogong saw that Mu Yang was awake, and he didn't pretend to cry anymore:

"I don't care, I don't listen, it's you little rabbit cub who cheated me, I saw you grow up, when did Ah Chen cause trouble and you didn't plan it behind your back?!

You've had a lot of eyes since you were a child! Your grandmother was relieved to let Mu Chen play with you, but she couldn't read big words, but she took a look at you. ”

Can Mu Yang still drive out the scoundrel An Guogong?

"What the hell is going on with my uncle?" Mu Yang pressed his temples, and dealing with Daddy didn't give him a headache.

"This has to be said slowly......

The little old man An Guogong was a little shy, but also a little proud, "I have a story, do you have wine?" ”

Mu Yang: "......"

"Look, you're making a face again, can you catch up with a girl like this? For women, you have to coax, don't learn from the emperor, he sees a woman who loves one, sees a woman with a good appearance and a good figure, and wants to take it home, but he also pretends to have a deep affection for you. ”

"I haven't broken a woman in my uncle's mansion, didn't I just accept a drama troupe a while ago, and I heard that they are all young beauties with long legs and plump breasts."

Mu Yang said: "The imperial grandmother went to live in your mansion, and you are not afraid of being tossed by the imperial grandmother." ”

An Guogong's eyes were round, and he defended himself:

"Toss with the old woman, I won't intervene, if your aunt is tossing the concubines in the harem, the emperor will definitely open his mouth to plead.

And am I looking for a beauty? Can it be the same as the emperor? I'm here to give birth to a son! My family's bloodline is cut off, and I don't have the face to see my ancestors after I die. ”

"I think your ancestors are very happy, you have become the grandfather of the country from the rich man, or the younger brother of the queen mother, your family is not the ancestral tomb is smoking, but the ancestral tomb has been blown up."

“…… Ah Yang, is Bishop Mu bad for you?! He was afraid that you would continue to be lonely, so he kept asking me to make trouble for you and designed Mu Chen to play with you. ”

An Guogong didn't have the heart to help King Huaiyang cover up:

"I just don't like the way he treats you well, but he doesn't say anything, and he lets you guess everything, which is troublesome and easy to misunderstand.

"It's not the impulsive kid of the prince of Huaiyang today, and because of your injury in the palace, he was stimulated, I don't know how long he will pretend to be affectionate with the princess of Huaiyang.

Not to mention before, is he afraid of the female marquis now? Or am I afraid of that nosy old widow? ”

An Guogong snorted coldly, "I'm just used to seeing her, as if her daughter is a fairy, and I don't want to think that if she didn't come forward to force your father, how could the landlord nod?"

If it is said that the Mu family is in love, the landlord is one. ”

"You don't like the maid to call the old lady, uncle, even Daddy has to obey your tone." Mu Yang hooked the corners of his mouth, and he was a lot of pleasure.

Since meeting Yun Wei, he has gradually found that the people around him have an interesting temperament, and they have always cared about him and treated him as a real relative.

An Guogong said with a smile: "The emperor doesn't look down on the princess, but fortunately, she is smart and knows that she can't stay in Shenjing City." But if you stay in the capital to retire......

Your third uncle doesn't care about the princess of Huaiyang, and the princess has to fall! Princess Huaiyang and her children continue to make trouble, your grandmother will not get used to her! ”

"Didn't my grandmother like Princess Huaiyang very much? Mu Huang danced the princess's. ”

"Your grandmother likes me the most, followed by your third uncle, and then Mu Chen."

An Guogong raised his head proudly, "You don't understand the old woman's mind, she likes the daughter-in-law of Princess Huaiyang because of the landlord, and when she knows that her son doesn't like her daughter-in-law, she is the most mean and ruthless old lady."

The old ladies in the village are like this, your grandmother is the queen mother, and she is also from the village, and there is still a gap between me and people who grew up in the town. ”

Mu Yang didn't understand where An Guogong's pride came from!

"Lord Wang, the wine is here."

The entourage entered the door and put the small wine and food on the kang table, An Guogong snatched the wine jug, raised his head and poured several sips, his face was red, "I knew that you had good wine, and this is worthy of my story." ”

Mu Yang's eyes were a lot colder, "Tell me about it, I always have to have a direction to help you find someone." ”

"That year, after my daughter-in-law gave birth to her third daughter, I pressed a batch of grain and went to Dayanjing to sell it."

An Guogong said: "Now it's called Shenjing City, and your father's name is ugly, but I'm used to hearing it, and it's a little interesting." ”

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