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End of life!

Jia Ping'an was still in a daze until he left the Ganye Temple.

Wu Mei pressed his head.

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Touch the head to kill!

Not long after he left, the emperor came.

The good man welcomed the emperor in, but he was a little slow.

Wang Zhongliang felt that this person was far less sensible than Su He, so he coughed dryly: "We want to meet Mingkong."

This pretense was a little fake, but the good man still understood.

Later, the emperor and Wu Mei appeared in the forbidden garden outside Ganye Temple.

The cold wind was blowing, Wu Mei's face was a little red.

Li Zhi glanced at her, "Winter is here, can you get used to it here?"

"It's okay." Wu Mei lowered her eyes slightly.

Li Zhi smiled, "Do you miss your family?"

武媚

She wanted to say no.

After her father passed away, she and her mother Yang were bullied by the Wu clan, so they had to go to Chang'an to escape.Such a family, what does she think?

But the rules of this era are like this, even the emperor said that the relatives are the biggest.

If you don't recognize your relatives, that's heresy.

She smiled and said, "I miss you so much."

At this moment, for some reason, the boy who was dazed after being touched on the head by herself appeared in her mind.

"Xiao Jia!"

Bao Dong was shouting.

In the duty room, Jia Ping'an put his feet on the table, dumbfounded.

"Xiao Jia!"

Bao Dong knew he was inside, "It's time to eat."

Everyone in Baiqi knows that Jia Ping'an is extravagant. When most people only eat two meals, he still eats three meals, and the lunch meal is essential.

Bao Dong simply pushed open the door.

He was carrying the food box, and seeing Jia Pingan in a daze, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Xiao Jia, what are you thinking about?"

"Woman." Jia Ping'an was still confused.

"Then go to sleep, Yaxiang, I can't help you." Bao Dong opened the food box, and there were two pieces of mustard pancakes and a bowl of steaming mutton soup inside.

he reached for the biscuits

Jia Pingan's eyeballs moved at once, "Hold on!"

Baodong's hand was only five centimeters away from Hubing, and Jia Pingan made a timely move.

The Hubing tastes very good. Master Jia, who is not short of money, wants the mutton Hubing, which is wrapped with mutton and brushed with sheep oil on the outside. It tastes very good.

The mutton soup is also delicious, and it warms you up after taking a sip.

Bao Dong was drooling, but he was spending money lavishly, and he felt that two meals a day was king, so he held back.

After eating, Baodong collected the food box and returned it later.

This is the daily life of Master Bao Jia who is close to Xiao Midong.

A group of hundred riders were drooling as they watched him come out.

It is said that it is two meals, but the noble and the rich eat three meals a day. In a word, they have no money.

These strong men eat large pieces of meat, drink in large bowls, and often go to the Wuxiang Building in the guest house. How can they spend their monthly money and food?

So they could only watch helplessly as Rich Jia ate a sumptuous meal every day at noon.

Jia Pingan came out and smiled when he saw this.

Afterwards, he took a stroll to digest his food and left the imperial city all the way.

Shao Peng and Tang Xu are suffering.

"A little hungry." Tang Xu is a martial artist with a big appetite.But at this moment, he was staring straight at Shao Peng.

"Old Shao" Tang Xu's voice was seductive, "I know that there is a roast lamb in Dongshi that is extremely delicious, and I don't know what sauce his family uses. The lamb is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. The gravy is full of Lao Shao”

Shao Peng's throat throbbed, "We also know a Hoto shop, the mutton soup is delicious, with slices of mutton, and a handful of chopped green onions, the fragrance sticks straight to the nose"

Tang Xu swallowed his saliva, "You treat me! Next time please!"

Shaopeng said blankly: "The last time I went to Wuxianglou, we spent all our money."

He looked at Tang Xu, "What about you? Last time you said you still have money."

Tang Xu said with a guilty conscience: "A certain money quarreled with the lady at home yesterday. The lady said that if she didn't give the money again, she would cut off this guy with a knife."

Shaopeng clapped the table and said, "Then why are you talking about this? It's just to attract people's appetite!"

Tang Xu sighed: "If you don't say it, I feel bad! Earlier, Xiao Jia, that bastard, actually ate mutton cakes, and there was too much sheep oil on the outside of the cakes, and the smell made me feel uncomfortable!"

Shao Peng was angry, "I knew it at noon, so I went back to the palace to find a meal, it's better than staying with you in this ink mark!"

Tang Xu scolded: "Dog waiter, the palace doesn't even fire at noon when those nobles are removed, what a fart you are!"

"Hey! They're all out!"

Someone is shouting outside.

Tang Xu was in a bad mood, went out and scolded: "What are you yelling about?"