Chapter 19: How can you still write poetry when you see a piece of meat?
After the two separated, He Chu rushed to Yixia Palace to make an errand, as for Linlang......
Holding on to his half-deflated wallet, he has to find a way to prepare for the next pastry.
No one noticed that behind the screen of the small kitchen, where the shadow of the tree swayed slightly, there was a figure that seemed to have stopped there for a long time.
The middle-aged woman looked at the stove with delight, and then stared at the girl's distant back with burning eyes......
When they returned to the small courtyard, several people had already returned.
Linlang heard Sang Yu's laughter from afar.
"I heard that the chief manager around the emperor is looking for people everywhere."
"Looking for someone?" Xiushui hurriedly asked, "What is the good manager going to do when he is looking for someone?" ”
Sang Yu still remembered the last time she was looking for Linlang, and when she saw that she was going to talk to herself, she immediately pouted and said:
"Why are you dumber than me? Where can the chief manager find someone? This must be the emperor looking for someone. And I heard from them, the person they were looking for was in the pond behind the plum forest that Linlang was in charge of. ”
Xiushui was stabbed by her, but she didn't have the slightest anger, but asked more nervously: "The emperor is looking for someone?" Could it be that you have a crush on someone? ”
"Ouch, the pond behind Merlin has been visited by many people...... Sang Yu, what else do you know, just tell me about it! ”
"I've heard everything people say, can I still name a flower?" Although he is a gossip spirit who loves to talk around, Sang Yu still despises each other very much.
Xiushui opened her mouth, and she wanted to lean over and ask something.
was pushed away by the excited Sang Yu.
"Linlang! You're back! Why is it so late today? ”
"I just went for a walk." Linlang waved her hand, and her body was still dyed with the sweet fragrance of silk flower cake.
"Go out and talk to people? You love to hear this, so why don't you sit down and listen to me tell you about it? ”
Sang Yu's attitude towards her and Xiushui is simply one world and one underground.
"No, I'll go lie down for a while, and then I'll come out for dinner later." Linlang is still thinking about the newly opened shopping mall.
In addition, Fang Cai was vague across the courtyard gate, so he didn't think about their words.
Just threw this sentence and stabbed it into the room.
Xiushui behind her looked at her back, and snorted disdainfully: "Fake and pseudo-Qinggao, who knows if she went out to inquire about the emperor, and she also wants to squeeze desperately on the dragon couch!" ”
"Don't talk nonsense! Linlang, she's not such a person! ”
Sang Yu was about to explode immediately, but fortunately he was pulled by Qin Lu, who had been silent next to him.
"I heard that the chief manager seems to have something in his hand, and he asked people around."
She was very good at changing the topic, plus Sang Yu was afraid of her bonus, so the situation was well controlled.
"W-What?" The little palace maid who was carrying the back collar subconsciously asked.
But Qin Lu couldn't answer at this time, but He Miao, who had been listening quietly and meekly and weakly, said in a small voice: "When I came back, I saw a glimpse from afar, and it was dusty...... It's like a bird. ”
"Birds?" Xiushui went from doubtful to frowning, and from frowning to excited.
"Do you want us to compose poetry? The emperor wants to test our talents? ”
When she had already made up a string of poetic and talented conquests.
Sang Yu only pouted disdainfully and said, "Cut, what about making poems?" If you want to change me, I must only think about how to eat. ”
Low-level palace maids like them don't have much oil and water in their meals, and they are often exploited by the big palace maids above.
How can you still compose a poem when you see a piece of meat?