Ordinary people can't pretend to enjoy it like that.

Song Jingshu directly gave up whitewashing.

It was she who muttered about the influence of the original owner, and with this reputation and practice, it is strange that she can wash it white!

can only slowly and imperceptibly, let them know that they are really different from before, and make changes.

Seriously, she will unconsciously want to get close to the good-looking Jiao Niang, but unfortunately the Jiao Niang who stayed next to the original owner is the daughter of the Qinglou who wants her fame and fortune, she is not stupid enough to rush to give people money.

"That's what it means anyway, so you have to think carefully about whether to stay in the courtyard and be my personal chef, or whether I will give you a sum of money and go out to find a good family to marry. The decision is yours. ”

Song Jingshu gave Mo Yi two choices, no matter which one she chooses, it is a good result.

Mo Yi was so entangled that she finally chose to be a private chef, at least she could continue to serve by the county lord's side.

In the past, she used to envy the sisters who could sing and dance and play various musical instruments, because they could make the county lord happy, but now she was extremely glad that she had the skills of cooking.

Without cooking skills, she would be like the group of sisters, who were later dismissed from the mansion by the county lord and forced to separate from the county lord.

Mo Yi considers herself a self-sufficient person, she never asks for any favoritism, as long as she can stay with the county lord, it is the best gift for her.

Song Jingshu, who was just a kind invitation, didn't know that because of today's words, the beauty in the backyard, who was originally like a dead backyard beauty, would go crazy to find a sense of existence.

In the next few days, Song Jingshu would always see all kinds of pastries on the table every day when she returned to the pavilion.

As for the appearance of the pastry...... To forgive her is to accept incompetence!

The osmanthus cake that looks like coal, the mung bean cake that smells like braised pork, and the persimmon crisp that looks like mud......

None of them were within her acceptable range.

couldn't stand it, let alone eat it, Song Jingshu asked Biluo to take it to feed the dog, but even the tail that the dog hated was thrown straight and refused to open his mouth to eat.

She propped her head and looked at the pastries on the table with a speechless face, "What is this?" ”

Biluo covered her mouth and snickered, "It seems that those beautiful girls are afraid that the county lord will abandon them, and mistakenly think that the county lord likes to cook skillfully, so they took the initiative to make pastries to please you." ”

"To please is to please, murder is excessive, right?" Song Jingshu pointed to the pastry, "Look, which one of these seems to be for people to eat?" The unassuming back kitchen of the Song Mansion is not so scary to make. ”

"County lord, do you want the slave to go to the backyard to mention a few words?"

"Don't, you have to think about it again when you go to those girls, thinking that I am paying attention to them, and it will not be good to cause unnecessary trouble."

Her original intention was to send those people out of the house, but when the time came, the effect would be the opposite, and the gains outweighed the losses.

She would rather see black pastries for two more days than let those women think about it.

"What about Jiang Mei's resignation?" Song Jingshu thought of something.

Bi Luo was surprised, "The county lord forgot? You just asked Proton to go out and buy you peach crisps. ”

"Oh, just ask." Song Jingshu nodded and didn't say anything more.

While the two were talking, in the woods outside the capital, the sound of horses' hooves shook the sky.

"Driving-" The young man tightened the horse rope with one hand, his face was cold and handsome, and he quickly shuttled through the forest.

He was followed by two guards, dressed in black and cold-faced, with a sharp sword pinned to his waist, dripping bright red blood all the way.

"Master, the prey has taken the bait." Ci Yi glanced behind him, and a large group of men and horses with spears chased behind him, chasing arrogantly.

Jiang Meici's eyes were full of coldness, "Then let him come to find death!" ”

The three of them sped up and ran into a clearing quickly, deliberately slowing down.

The people behind him quickly caught up, and when they saw the speed of the three people slowing down, they laughed wantonly, "Run!" Isn't it quite powerful? Broke into my territory and still want to leave? Come on, surround them! ”

Dozens of subordinates got the order and sped up to surround Jiang Mei's resignation and resignation.

The man at the head rolled over and dismounted, "Do you know who I am?" My father is a squire of the military department, and he has met many dignitaries and nobles, and he is an upright from the fourth grade, as long as I say a word, you don't want to be able to get out of this city alive! ”

"From the fourth grade?" Jiang Mici sneered and gave orders lightly, "Others, solve it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly took the knife from his waist and threw himself at several of his subordinates.

After only a few breaths, the group of men all swallowed.

When the man saw this, he knew that he had encountered a hard stubble, his face changed greatly, and he turned his head and was about to run away.

Jiang Mi clamped her feet, and the horse turned around in an instant and galloped towards the man.

When she was about to approach the man, she saw Jiang Mi on her tiptoes, her body rose in the air, and she stepped on the man's shoulder and fell to the ground with strength.

Expressionless, he turned around.

Only then did the man see his face clearly, "Jiang ...... Jiang Meici?! ”

He hoarsely voiced, "You actually know martial arts?" ”

He clenched the sword in his hand, looking like he was facing a great enemy, "What if you know martial arts?" My father is a soldier in the military department, I have been practicing martial arts and swords since I was a child, how can I be scared by you? When I capture you alive and bring you to the Holy One, let the whole world know about your wolf ambitions, know that you are secretly practicing martial arts, have bad intentions, and divide your five horses into corpses! ”

"What a five-horse corpse." Jiang Mici played with a dagger out of thin air, reversed it wantonly in her hand, and replied with a smile.

The man glared, "I...... I'm not scared, I used to be able to crush you to death, and now I can crush you to death! Jiang Meici, do you still remember when you lingered under me and begged me not to kill you? It's really like a dead dog, just like your short-lived lowly friend, a short-lived lowly species. ”

At the mention of the word lowly friend, the coldness in Jiang Meici's eyes deepened, and the killing intent condensed into ice.

It was one of the few people in his childhood who had given him kindness, even if he was just a beggar with a less prominent status, but in the end he was used as an archery target by the man in front of him, and shot a full forty-five holes.

The man in front of him really deserves to die.

Jiang Mici pursed her lips, her body was like a ghost, her hand was up and down, and the speed of each knife was extremely fast, so fast that before the man could react, there were dozens of wounds on his body.

The light-colored shirt was covered in blood, and the man's hands and tendons were all broken, and he fell to the ground and convulsed.

"Who the hell is like a dead dog? Well? Jiang Mici wiped away the blood that kept falling on the dagger with a handkerchief, and smiled coldly.

"My dad won't let you go......" the man said harshly.

Ci Yi stepped forward and snorted, and kicked the man hard, "Do you dare to be hard when you die?" ”

Jiang Mici thought of her business, turned over her horse, and said arrogantly, "Cut off your tongue and throw it to the squire of the military department." ”

He also has to buy peach cakes for the county lord, and he can't be delayed.