The happy life of a prodigal

Bai Xiaochun walked over quickly with several plates of steaming dumplings, and put them on the table steadily.

"Miss Zhao, would you like to try it first?"

There is no other reason, but Zhao Yan said before that most of these dumplings were made by her, so naturally she should be the first to eat.

Looking at the plate of dumplings in front of her, Zhao Yan immediately felt a sense of accomplishment. She picked up the chopsticks, picked one up, and took a bite...

"what about the taste?"

Fang Ru next to him looked at Zhao Yan and asked curiously.

"Delicious!"

Zhao Yan showed a joyful expression, a look that she never expected.

Seeing this scene, Fang Ru showed suspicion on his face.

When Zhao Yan adjusted the stuffing, she was watching from the side.

The celery was not cleaned, so much salt was added, and sugar was added!

Can this be delicious?

However, judging from Zhao Yan's expression, it doesn't look like she's fake.

She picked up one doubtfully and took a sip.

In an instant, the same expression appeared.

He even gave Zhao Yan a rare admiration: "Zhao Yan, this is the first time this girl knows that you can cook!"

Zhao Yan glared at her, and said angrily: "It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, call it Master!"

Seeing this, Xiu'er couldn't bear it anymore and took a sip.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu didn't think much about it.

There are so many seasonings, and there are mutton and celery, even if the taste is not good, it should not be so bad...

So, without the slightest hesitation, he put the whole dumpling into his mouth and chewed.

In the next second, his expression gradually became ferocious.

Gritting his teeth, he looked at Zhao Yan and Fang Ru: "You guys can eat this too!?"

"Hahahaha-"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yan and Fang Ru laughed out loud like pigs.

Even Xiu'er couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, Liu Cheng brought the carriage to Fang's mansion, naturally picking up Zhao Yan.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to return to the palace, Your Majesty is still waiting for you..."

Liu Cheng walked to the gate of the courtyard and just saw this scene, his expression became a little strange.

After waiting for a while, he dared to speak.

Zhao Yan heard Liu Cheng's voice, looked back at him, nodded, and said, "Got it."

Then, after packing up her clothes, she prepared to leave Fang Mansion.

As soon as he took a step, he thought of something, turned back, picked up a plate of dumplings, walked up to Liu Cheng, and said with a smile: "Eunuch Liu, these are dumplings made by the princess herself, try it? "

"Your Highness, you are really flattering your servant, servant, servant..."

Liu Cheng had a moved expression on his face, and tears filled his eyes as he spoke.

If someone who is not familiar with him sees this scene, he really thinks that he was so moved by such a dumpling.

But Fang Xiu and the others knew that this old fox would always look grateful like this when he met any of the royal family's children for a little reward.

Therefore, Zhao Yan didn't feel the slightest sense of guilt for cheating him.

What's more, this is not considered a trap, this dumpling was supposed to be taken to the palace, and given to the emperor, grandmother, and concubine to taste.

It's unpalatable, but it's my first time cooking...

Liu Cheng reached out to take the chopsticks that Bai Xiaochun handed over, carefully set up a dumpling, as if it were some kind of treasure, slowly put it to his mouth, and bit down gently.

"Good good!"

In the next second, Liu Chengcheng gave out a burst of admiration, his eyes lit up, and he even said a little excitedly: "Your Highness is indeed His Highness, it is the first time you cook, and you can cook such delicious food...

Slave, this servant has lived for decades, and this is the first time in my life that I have eaten such delicious dumplings! "

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Fang Xiu, Zhao Yan, and Fang Ru were all speechless.

It seems that it is really not luck that people can go all the way from a eunuch to a eunuch in charge of the supervisor of ceremonies.

Among other things, as far as this acting skill is concerned, in the previous life, it was definitely at the level of a movie king.

Zhao Yan originally wanted to tease him, but when she heard these compliments, she felt a little embarrassed, waved her hand, and said, "Okay, there's no need to say these words.

I still know what level this princess is.

Let's go back to the palace..."

"Yes, Your Highness, please slow down..."

Liu Cheng was by the side, naturally cautious.

After Zhao Yan left, the courtyard seemed less lively than before.

But after Fang Xiu told a few stories about New Year's Eve, Spring Festival, and Nian Beast, the atmosphere became lively again.

Several people also made a new dumpling.

This time, it was Xiu'er who adjusted the stuffing, and the taste was completely different from Zhao Yan's.

If he hadn't eaten the dumplings made by Xiu'er, Fang Xiu would have thought that the dumplings were as unpalatable as Zhao Yan's...

All in all, this New Year's Eve, although there is nothing particularly memorable.

However, whether it is for Fang Xiu, Fang Ru or Xiu'er, it may be unforgettable for a lifetime...

Because this is the warm memory of the first Chinese New Year that they, including Fang Xiu, remember.

Chapter 628 The Difference Between Monarch and Subject

With the chirping of an unknown bird, a new day began.

Or rather...a new year begins.

On the first day of the new year, you can still see fiery red lanterns everywhere, and you can see all kinds of lion dancers on the street.

In Fang Mansion, Fang Xiu pushed open the door, stood in the courtyard, stretched his waist, and felt the faint warmth brought by the morning sun.

At this time, a servant entered the yard, walked up to him, and said respectfully: "Master, this is an invitation from His Royal Highness Kang Wang."

Kang Wang?

It seems that after the poisonous Gu incident, I never saw him again.

It was also heard that he suffered a great blow and kept himself locked in the palace, very decadent. He didn't recover until King Ning had an accident.

It seems that there are only a few days from now.

I don't know what he has to find for himself...

Fang Xiu was slightly taken aback, reached out to take the invitation, and glanced at it.

There is nothing special about it, the above is just a brief statement that Kang Wang will hold a banquet in three days, as if to celebrate the Qinghai Yan, Shihe and Suifeng.

From Fang Xiu's point of view, he just took advantage of these opportunities to win over more civil and military ministers from the imperial court.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have found such a far-fetched reason.

Of course, Kang Wang has hosted similar banquets twice recently, each time Fangxiu was invited.

Fang Xiu was all delayed because of something...

The first time was because of Liulifang.

Liulifang is about to open, and as the real owner behind Liulifang, I should show my face no matter what?

The second time, the reason was even more sufficient. He wanted to accompany Her Royal Highness to the temple fair.

His Royal Highness Kang Wang is His Highness, but His Royal Highness Princess is not His Highness?

Fang Xiu thinks that he has never been a person who treats others favorably.

As for this time...

Fang Xiu frowned and thought for a long time, but he didn't think of anything about himself.

It just so happened that Bai Xiaochun came to report the performance of each store last year.

Fang Xiu looked at him and asked, "Has the opening time of the second Jingshi Super League been confirmed?"

Bai Xiaochun was slightly taken aback, he didn't understand why his young master would suddenly bring up this matter, after thinking about it, he still said truthfully: "Return to young master, Hai did not."

"Okay, then three days later, tell Wang Baole that I will appear at that time, and the scene should not be too grand...

You know, what this young master dislikes the most is Zhang Yang. "

Fang Xiu waved his hand and said casually.

"Yes, sir."

Bai Xiaochun naturally said yes respectfully.

The young master said so, how can the boy not understand.

So, he asked: "Then young master, the invitation from His Highness Kang Wang, the younger one sent it back?"

Fang Xiu glanced at him, nodded, and said, "I remember, the last two times you went to Kang Wang's Mansion, right?

Be smart, don't let His Royal Highness Kang Wang read the jokes about our Fangfu..."

When the young man heard this, his expression became a little strange, but he still respectfully said: "I understand!"

.........

Kangwang Mansion, somewhere in the courtyard.

Kang Wang is enjoying the sound of silk and bamboo.

A servant walked up to him, and said with a fearful expression: "Your Highness, the invitation sent to the Linze Marquis...Xin'anbo has sent someone back again."

Hearing this, Kang Wang paused slightly when he picked up the teacup, but his expression was very indifferent. He raised his eyes, glanced at the servant, and asked, "What's the reason this time?"

The servant hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "Xin Amber said that he would attend the opening ceremony of the second Jingshi Super League..."

"Understood, the invitation is here, you go down."

Kang Wang was expressionless, and gave a light order.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The servant carefully placed the invitation on the table in front of King Kang, and slowly left the courtyard.

Kang Wang looked at the intact invitation card, took a deep breath, picked up the teacup, hadn't drunk it yet, saw the color of the tea, his expression changed, and he almost spit it out...

Resisting the urge to vomit, he slowly put down the teacup, only to feel that the moving silk and bamboo sound in his ears was so annoying.

"You all go down too!"

Kang Wang waved his hand and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Several musicians picked up the guqin and left one after another.

They had just left the courtyard and hadn't taken a few steps when they heard the crisp sound of a porcelain bowl falling to the ground from behind. They panicked and hurriedly quickened their pace.

In the courtyard, Kang Wang smashed three porcelains in a row, but still felt puzzled, and took off a pair of ink paintings from the wall, about to tear them to pieces.

At this time, the white-haired old man who had not spoken all the time said: "This is a painting by Master Wu in the palace. I have been begging for such a painting for a long time. I hope Your Majesty will be merciful..."