Calamity Crown

As Goethe nodded, these people withdrew immediately.

Come suddenly, go suddenly.

In addition to leaving dozens of boxes of snacks.

"Old Li, let Aunt Six divide these up. I have tried it. The pastry chef's craftsmanship is really good."

Goethe pointed to those snacks to Lao Li.

Lao Li was a little bit troubled.

"it's not good?"

"That was given to you by the new emperor."

"This is where we are?"

Although Lao Li is not stingy, but he is also afraid of the new emperor.

One year away, destroying the country 220 three.

In addition to rushing, it is really annihilation of a country in a day.

It is said that what was killed was blood flowing in rivers and heads rolling.

The pile of corpses almost filled the sea.

And when he came back, he directly executed the third prince, and those border guards who had something to do with him wiped out the nine clans.

The prince was not executed.

Said he died of illness.

But who will believe it.

Especially later, after the East Palace including the crown princess was ordered to be buried with the crown prince, the reputation of the new emperor's "tyranny" began to be thoroughly known by everyone.

Not to mention that ordinary people like Lao Li are frightened.

Those officials are also afraid.

The previous Taifu relied on himself as the elder of the three dynasties, and he was beaten to death with a random stick just after saying a few words.

Everyone, keep silent.

"nothing."

"She's not scary."

"Do not eat people."

Goethe said with a smile.

He saw clearly about Zhao Dingsi.

The third prince colluded with the border guards and planned to rebel, so naturally he deserved to be killed, and those border guards who moved his heart naturally deserved to die too.

But the prince did not die of illness.

It was not Zhao Dingsi who killed him.

But the princess succeeded.

why?

The third prince and the princess had an affair.

The Taifu knew about this, but pretended not to know.

In short, there is a way to die.

Of course, Goethe would not think that Zhao Dingsi was as pure as a white lotus. Not only was this woman a bit crazy, but she was also black when cut. Some things were not guaranteed to be secretly instigated by her or allowed to develop.

But what does this have to do with him, Goethe?

He is leaving customs today to take a stroll and learn how to make dumplings.

After Aunt Six took the mother-in-law and aunts to bring snacks for her children, Goethe and Lao Li were already sitting on the kang at Aunt Six's house.

Lao Li and Lao Liu, Aunt Six's man, exchanged glasses directly.

Xiaoliuzi dismantled a hang of firecrackers and took his friends to play with them.

"Mr. Mo, why do you want to learn how to make dumplings?"

"Let's leave this matter to the mother-in-law and auntie."

Lao Liu obviously drank a little too hard, and he was a little bit over the top at this time.

Otherwise, it is impossible to say this.

What kind of woman is Aunt Six?

Killing a wolf with bare hands.

Mr. Liuyi, the accountant, is better behaved when he sees his wife than a mouse when he sees a cat.

Therefore, when she saw Aunt Six, she stared.

The sixth child immediately shrank his neck.

"I'm just saying, why are you so impatient."

"Humph."

Aunt Six snorted angrily.

Then, the bottom of my heart is also curious.

"Mr. Mo, why did you think of learning this?"

"I was really curious at first."

"What's more, I always feel that the taste of my own bag will be different."

"Okay, then I will teach you."

Aunt Six nodded and began to teach Goethe how to make dumplings.

It starts with stuffing, then rolling, then wrapping, and finally cooking.

With Goethe's ability, learning this is really easy.

Especially the stuffing, the saltiness is just right.

In the evening, when everyone was eating together, Goethe tasted his own dumplings with great anticipation.

Well, it's not as delicious as Aunt Six's cooking.

Everything is in good hands.

It's just experience, not so much.

In this regard, Goethe is also open.

He learned how to make dumplings just to make his memory of 'home' more profound.

It's not all about eating.

Of course, if it tastes good, that's even better.

Unappetizing.

There is no way.

Fortunately, not bad.

Huang Dangdang and Miss Wang's family really gave face, they ate almost all the dumplings made by Goethe.

That is to say, both of them have gone to the 'Xiandao'.

Otherwise, you will have indigestion.

After a meal, the firecrackers sounded.

"It's Chinese New Year! It's Chinese New Year!"

The children shouted again.

This time, Goethe did not forget to pack a red envelope.

After sending out one by one, I greeted everyone, and then returned to the house behind the village.

In the house, the lights are on.

Zhao Dingsi kowtowed melon seeds, sat on the kang, looked at Goethe who came back, and couldn't help but said.

"Mr. Mo, who is famous all over the world, has only one penny in the red envelope, so he is not afraid of being ridiculed if he tells it?"

"Don't worry, no one will laugh."

Goethe said with certainty.

"why?"

"Because I dare not."

As Goethe said, he put the remaining dumplings in front of Zhao Dingsi.

"I made it, try it."

Zhao Dingsi's hand eating melon seeds followed suit.

"Don't dare? Dare not?"

She muttered a few words in a low voice, then looked at Goethe with a smile, and said while taking the dumplings.

"Look at you, you are too domineering."

"Oh, each other."

Zhao Dingsi didn't say anything this time.

She knew very well why the two became friends.

Not because, in some respects like it.

Dumplings, vinegar, garlic.

When Zhao Dingsi ate the first one, he frowned.

It was worse than she imagined.

But still edible.

She ate it all, she didn't want Goethe's dumplings to go to waste.

"If it's unpalatable, don't eat it."

Goethe advised.

"No."

"It's shameful to waste food."

"I am the emperor, and I will lead by example."

Zhao Dingsi was extremely persistent.

Goethe no longer persuaded.

On the night of New Year's Eve and the first day of junior high school, the two just chatted like this.

Until the morning of the first grade of junior high school.

"Are you planning to leave?"

Zhao Dingsi who stood up suddenly asked.

"I'm going to take a walk around and have a look."

Goethe didn't answer the question.

Zhao Dingsi didn't ask any further questions, and then left Lijiatun. As the Daqian Emperor, she couldn't stay for a long time, and there were always some things that needed to be resolved by her.

And Goethe left Lijiatun on the fifth day of the lunar new year.

This time, he didn't bring anyone with him.