Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

Seeing Li Xun looking over there, the younger brothers immediately helped introduce him.

"The name of the cursing person is Bao Hong, his grandfather is En Guogong, and the current empress dowager is his great-aunt.

The one being scolded is called Ke Lang. I heard that his father used to be a butcher.

During the civil strife that broke out more than 20 years ago, his father was called into the army, captured many enemy heads, and was exceptionally canonized as General Taining. "

The generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty had only false titles, and their actual power depended on their specific official positions.

But no matter what the official position of Ke Lang's father is, he can't surpass En Guogong.

It's no wonder that Ke Lang can only be scolded at this time, and dare not speak back.

Li Xun didn't care about their family's situation.

He looked at the two because he recognized Coran—

Ke Lang is the classmate who sits on his left and helps him with his homework every day.

Seeing that it was time for dinner and the masters should come over, Bao Hong finally stopped cursing, and before leaving, he did not forget to say a harsh word to Ke Lang.

"Wait for me in the bamboo forest after school. If you dare not come, see how I will deal with you!"

Seeing Ke Lang's stupid face trembling with fright, Bao Hong turned around triumphantly and left.

A farce came to an end.

During class in the afternoon, Li Xun took two more glances at Ke Lang who was sitting on the left.

If it was normal, Ke Lang would have noticed Li Xun's gaze very quickly, but now his mind is full of things after school, and he is restless. He doesn't even listen to what the teacher is saying, let alone Pay attention to the eyes of those around you.

Ke Lang is the most conscientious and assiduous student in the class, with excellent grades, and is very popular with his teachers on weekdays.

Masters like to click his name to answer questions when they have nothing to do.

Today is no exception.

However, when Ke Lang stood up, he couldn't answer a word.

Although the master did not criticize him, his eyes showed deep disappointment.

"Sit down."

Then continue to attend class.

Ke Lang buried his head deeply, feeling ashamed.

When it was time to leave school, the younger brothers came running to find Li Xun.

"Boss, let's go!"

Li Xun stood up, and when he walked to the door of the classroom, he looked back at Ke Lang, and saw that he was still tidying up to pack his things. It seemed that he wanted to delay the time and did not want to face Bao Hong's troubles.

"Boss, where are we going to play today?"

Li Xun was still thinking about the dinner his mother had made by himself, he didn't want to go anywhere, he just wanted to go home quickly.

But remembering what happened in the dining hall at noon, he replied.

"Let's go to the bamboo forest first."

Literati and poets all love bamboo, and Taixue, the highest institution of learning in the Great Zhou Dynasty, is no exception. There is a dense and verdant bamboo forest near Taixue.

The younger brothers, as scumbags, naturally don't understand the meaning of bamboo.

But since the boss has spoken, they will naturally follow.

A group of people swaggered to the bamboo forest.

They saw Bao Hong standing with folded arms in the bamboo forest.

Bao Hong was followed by a few people who seemed to be his classmates.

They were discussing how to bully Ke Lang when he came, when they saw Li Xun bringing someone with him.

The two sides had almost no contact on weekdays, but Bao Hong and the others were surprised to meet here suddenly.

"What are you doing here?"

The opponent was a bit taller than him, but Li Xun was not at all embarrassed, and pointed to the ground under his feet.

"Today, this bamboo forest belongs to us, you idlers, please stay away!"

Bao Hong was indignant: "Why?!"

Li Xun grinned and smiled maliciously.

"Just because my fist is harder than yours."

Although Bao Hong knew that the other party had a powerful father, he couldn't swallow his breath and refused to give in.

Li Xun was still rushing home to eat, he didn't have time to waste words with this guy, so he just pulled away.

"Come on, let's fight, whoever wins can stay, and whoever loses gets out."

Seeing this, Bao Hong calmed down.

He was five or six years older than the opponent, and he was far superior to the opponent in terms of height and strength.

If there is a one-on-one duel, he will definitely win!

Bao Hong: "If you lose, don't go back and cry with your father."

Li Xun smiled: "Okay."

The younger brothers behind him waved their flags and shouted.

"Boss, come on! Boss will win!"

The students who followed Bao Hong whispered.

"Or forget it, if you really beat him up badly, and the regent will hold him accountable, can you bear the responsibility?"

Bao Hong refused to listen to persuasion and said proudly.

"There are so many pairs of eyes watching, he insisted on provoking me, what does it have to do with me?

Don't be too nervous, I will pay attention when I strike, and I won't seriously injure him. "

He took off his coat, stuffed it into the book boy's hand, and strode forward.

"bring it on!"

...

In the Regent's Palace.

Hua Manman is cutting meat in the kitchen.

She raised the knife and cut the pork into thin slices.

The action is very slippery.

Master Feihe squatted at the door of the stove with his hands in his hands, staring at Hua Manman without blinking.

I saw her put the sliced ​​meat into a large bowl, mix it with seasonings to marinate, then heat the oil on high heat and fry the ginger and garlic.

The bean paste is poured in, and it is fried to produce a bright red red oil.

The spicy aroma diffused in the air.

Master Feihe couldn't help moving his nose.

This taste is really nostalgic!

When the meat slices are cooked, spread the blanched bean sprouts and cabbage on the bottom of the bowl, pour the meat slices and soup on top, sprinkle with chopped green onion and minced pepper, and then pour over the boiling hot oil.

There was a sting.

The flavors of chives and peppers are fully stimulated, and the aroma suddenly becomes more intense and attractive.

Master Feihe swallowed hard.

Hua Manman gave him a pair of clean chopsticks.

"Does the real person want to taste the taste for me? How about the saltiness?"

Is it possible to refuse the delicious food?

Immortal Feihe quickly took the chopsticks and leaned over to taste a piece of meat.

The thin slices of meat wrapped in Gorgon sauce are very fresh and tender, and the rice wine is added to remove the fishy smell. The taste is smooth and not chewy.

But what shocked Master Feihe the most was the familiarity it brought after entering.

He had only tasted this taste in the dishes cooked by the princess.

He thought that he would never be able to taste this taste in his life.

But I didn't expect to eat it again today.

His eye sockets turned red, as if he was about to cry or laugh.

Hua Manman was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Is it too spicy? Drink some water."

She asked someone to pour a cold glass for Master Feihe.

Seeing him eating chicken feet with pickled peppers so happily this morning, she thought he was good at spicy food.

But he didn't expect that just a slice of boiled meat made him cry.

Master Feihe took the cup and raised his head to drink up the water.

He took a deep breath and asked Hua Manman in a hoarse voice.

"May I ask Ping, who did you learn your cooking skills from?"