Chapter Eighty-Six: The One Who Eats Alone Will Gain Weight (2nd Update)

King He Jun reversed, and the people were in an uproar, panicked and frightened, and couldn't believe it, but in fact, for the local officials, this matter had been a premonition for a long time.

He Junwang started from his mother Princess Shuoyang, and his fief was in Shangyong, he was born in this land, which is close to the border pass, although the war is chaotic, it is indeed a very rich area.

The fiefdom is rich, surrounded by generals with heavy troops and brave and good at fighting, but any man who is a little bloody, growing up in such an environment, I am afraid that he will inevitably breed a little ambition.

He has wealth, military power, and status, and it is normal for him to want to climb to that supreme position.

Rebellion doesn't have to be hateful, it doesn't have to be coerced or threatened, sometimes, just ambition is enough.

Of course, King He Jun is also cautious, he has been in obscurity for more than 20 years, slowly plotting, and almost controlling several state cities around Shangyong.

If it weren't for an upright Lu Wang, he would rather die than give in to report the news, and wait for him to occupy a few more state cities, and wait until a natural and man-made disaster, Emperor Chu lost the hearts of the people, at that time he raised the banner of righteousness, unveiled the pole, the people's aspirations, the expectations of the people, I am afraid that he can really be the king and hegemon.

It's a pity that he occupied the geographical advantage, the people, but he didn't wait for a day, and he couldn't wait for that east wind, because of a letter from Lu Wang, the court noticed his ambition, of course, he was only suspicious, and he didn't directly suppress it.

If it was someone else, he might still be able to drag it out, but it was Xiao Junshu who sent him to play cards out of common sense, and directly pointed out his nest, so that he was in a dilemma, and finally had to start in advance.

The envoys of the seven southwestern states were all besieged, and the overseers of each state personally led the troops to occupy the state capital, and then planted the royal banner of the king of He County at the same time.

King He Jun reversed, and it was unexpectedly powerful, this giant python entrenched in the southwest finally showed its fangs and completely declared war on the imperial court.

Outside, the sky has been reversed, the army of King He Jun is sonorous, full of morale, gearing up, and can't wait to rush out to fight, but the people are panicked, closed their doors and dare not go out.

In comparison, it was unexpectedly calm and peaceful when it turned to this small courtyard surrounded by King He Jun.

Xiahou Jian's face was treated with Mu Jiu's medicine, and there was no trace in less than two days, and he still looked like a handsome Sixth Highness, and then he was bored like Mu Jiu, and the two began to study the lotus leaf called the flower chicken together.

In fact, Xiao Qingyu and Xiahou Jin did it together, and Mu Jiu was only responsible for watching from the side, with a capitalist posture of oppressing hard labor, but the two didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

Xiao Qingyu forget it, she is Mu Jiu's loyal slave, and she can carry a knife for her master at any time to kill the Quartet, and Xiahou Jin ...... Recently, I have become addicted to being a chef, and I almost forgot that my official identity is a prince.

Fill the pickled chicken with a series of things such as mushrooms, spices, chestnuts, etc., seal the belly, take a few lotus leaves and wrap them, and use straw rope to wrap them, wrap them in a thick layer, and wrap them into a ball perfectly, and then put them in the pit that has been dug a long time ago.

Put firewood underneath, place the ball in the middle, and spread hay and firewood to light the fire.

Mu Jiu doesn't know how to eat, she hasn't been into the kitchen much in her previous life and this life combined, but she has also cooked, and she can still cook something by painting a gourd, but seriously, she can't eat the taste herself.

I remember that Wei Xue was very sick again, Mu Jiu let her lie down, resolutely refused to let her get up to cook, and then wanted to cook noodles for her to eat, but the taste was not as good as boiling in white water with seasoning, and finally she still ran to pick Lan Younana Nizi and cooked noodles for her and brought them back for Wei Xue to eat.

For this matter, Lan You didn't give her a lot of face, saying that her golden hand was actually squeezed by her to cook noodles, and what was even more excessive was that she didn't give the silver.

And Mu Jiu didn't want to study this, mainly because there was someone next to him who cooked it very deliciously, and he really didn't want to do it himself, a word..... Lazy.

Mu Jiu stared at a lump in the fire pit, and watched Xiahou Jin keep throwing firewood into it: "How long does this have to be burned before it can be eaten?" ”

With such a thick layer of mud, when will you be able to cook that chicken?

Well, she only focuses on when she can eat it.

"At least an hour, just in time for lunch." Xiahou Jin replied.

Mu Jiu: "......" She didn't want to wait so long for lunch, she got up in the morning and heard that they were going to make what is called flower chicken, but she didn't eat much breakfast, so she waited, and now she actually has to wait until lunch, bad review.

However, Mu Jiu actually slandered his belly, flattened his mouth and was about to continue reading, suddenly a burst of fragrance wafted over, Mu Jiu turned his head to look, Xiahou Jin carried a plate of crispy fish on the table: "When I went shopping this morning, I saw an old man selling fish, it was very chaotic outside, no one bought anything, I saw that he was pitiful, so I bought it all for him, took it back and salted it and fried it into fish pieces, I was afraid that it would be on fire and let it go for a while, now it has just cooled down, and it is also very crispy, you eat this first, by the way, there is also hawthorn soup boiled in the morning, cool." , just to relieve greasy. ”

Mu Jiu was actually a gluttonous insect that had been aroused by the fragrance, so he slowly put down the book pretending to be reserved: "Then I'll taste it." ”

When Hua Yan smelled the fragrance and came to it, what he saw was Xiahou Jin guarding the fire pit and adding firewood to it, while Mu Jiu was eating fragrantly next to him.

This picture looks inconsistent but harmonious, but as he knows the identities of the two, he really looks at it and sighs.

In the past, Xiahou Jin also grilled fish when he went out, although he didn't look so shrewd on weekdays, he still looked like a prince, but now his hidden skills have been completely stimulated by Mu Jiu, a foodie, and he has become a chef specializing in making food, and he is still going farther and farther on this road, and he is out of control.

Look at his current appearance, where is the momentum of a prince?

Seriously, it's also a shame that Xiahou Jin doesn't have any crooked thoughts about Mu Jiu, otherwise with this trick of pleasing people, Hou Ye really has no chance of winning, huh...... Except for that face.

Hua Yan walked over and sat at the table, picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up the fish, but before the chopsticks touched, the fish was taken away.

looked at Mu Jiu: "Isn't it, Miss Mu, you have so many fish, I can't eat a piece?" ”

Mu Jiu gave him an indifferent look, and the meaning was obvious: No!

Hua Yan: "......"

Well, he understands that in the past two days, Mu Jiu has ignored Xiao Junshu, with a stinky face, obviously still angry about what happened that morning, and although he didn't do anything, he watched Miss Mu's humiliation with his own eyes, and he should be angry.

But if you don't give fish to eat, this shouldn't be, you will get fat if you eat it alone.

(End of chapter)