Variety Film and Television Journey Home

Fei Liu, who had always known that Niao Niao was a good cook, nodded with shining eyes. Li Gang took the fish they caught from the pond and said doubtfully: "The pond in Prince Jing's Mansion is different from ordinary people's."

"Are you talking about the fish? I raised them. There are geese in the backyard. Stewing the geese in the iron pot is also a specialty." He licked the corners of his mouth, full of nostalgia.

Li Gang took the skewered fish and flipped it over the fire with both hands. The sound of "sizzling" sounded in the fire, and the fish skin glowed golden under the small fire.

"Sister Niao Niao is so amazing." Tingsheng squatted on the ground, holding his chin in his hands, his eyes full of admiration.

Fei Liu followed his example and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "Niao Niao is the most powerful person in the world."

Being praised was very helpful, and the smile on the corners of my mouth couldn't be suppressed. He smiled, sprinkled with spices, and handed the grilled fish to the two of them.

With two grilled fish in each hand, Tingsheng took several people to visit the place where he practiced martial arts every day. Hearing that Prince Jing would instruct Tingsheng every day, he noticed the admiration in Tingsheng's tone and said bluntly: "He is very bad."

"Fei Liu, don't talk nonsense." Li Gang glanced at the soldiers training below, took his hand and put grilled fish into his mouth, hoping to stop him from talking anymore.

Fei Liu took a bite and said seriously: "Brother Meng is better, but Niao Niao is the best."

"You're right." Niao Niao patted Fei Liu's head appreciatively.

The generals under King Jing below listened to the child's arrogant words and confronted Fei Liu angrily: "Our general is an iron general who fought hard on the battlefield. Who are you? How dare you say that he is poor in martial arts! How can the princess be so conniving? he?"

"What he said is indeed true. Prince Jing's martial arts skills are indeed not as good as those of Commander Meng, nor as good as mine." He frowned. The people under Prince Jing's command were loyal, but a little too generous.

After hearing that it was someone who had fought against Meng Zhi and defeated Xia Dong, they proposed to compete with Fei Liu. Fei Liu looked back at Niao Niao, Niao Niao took the grilled fish in his hand and stepped aside.

"Fei Liu, don't hold back."

"Niao Niao, this is Prince Jing's palace after all." Li Gang was a little helpless at Niao Niao's attitude of not taking it too seriously to watch the excitement.

"So what." Niao Niao replied nonchalantly, looking excitedly at the people fighting below, cheering Fei Liu loudly.

With the curling of shouts, the atmosphere gradually heated up, and Prince Jing's soldiers gathered in a circle with long spears to watch the fun.

There were so many of them that their voices were more than a little louder than Niao Niu's. He shouted twice, touched his throat, and shut up completely.

Fei Liu held two spears, and with a strong hand, he knocked the two of them to the ground. He turned back to look in the direction of Niao Niao, squinting his eyes and raising his little head high.

When it was Qi Meng's turn, when Fei Liu saw the knife in his hand, it was obviously different from usual. In order to watch it well, he deliberately stopped his strength.

"With you here, there will be no lack of excitement." Prince Jing and Mei Changsu walked side by side. Prince Jing saw the grilled fish in her hand, which brought back memories of eating goose stewed in an iron pot on the border.

"Niao Niao, the geese in the backyard are fat enough."

Regarding his hint, Niao Niao chose to be intermittently deaf. His eyes didn't give him any peripheral vision. Seeing that he was so deflated, Mei Changsu put his hands on his sleeves and tried to hold back his laughter.

He was finding it increasingly difficult to fight Fei Liu. A dart attracted Fei Liu's attention. Seeing this, Qi Meng was preparing to sneak attack Mei Changsu.

Fei Liu's playful mood disappeared from his eyes, he kicked away the dart that was aimed at Mei Changsu, and glared at Qi Meng angrily.

"Oops, I accidentally missed it."

Qi Meng, who was still laughing, was kicked to the ground by Niao Niao. Seeing that he wanted to fight back, Niao Niao put his foot on his chest.

Her strength was so great that Qi Meng had no choice but to give up even if he tried to get up several times. "It's really embarrassing. Your Highness Prince Jing, it would be better to be more strict in managing the army."

He retracted his legs and pulled Mei Changsu away. The face of Prince Jing who was left behind was extremely gloomy. Qi Meng ignored the pain in his chest and knelt straight on the ground.

"Qi Meng ignored the military regulations and committed the following offense. He was beaten with fifty military sticks and demoted to a centurion."

Niao Niao, who had not gone far, was shocked when she heard this. He turned sideways and said nonchalantly: "Is your little boy sure he has the potential to be an emperor?"

"There is me."

[Domineering, pampering, not bad, not bad. ] He pursed his lips and nodded, giving Mei Changsu a thumbs up.

With the opening of the Qingguo Gong case, the Lanyuan Corpse Hidden Case has also come to an end. Orchid Garden was originally a prostitution yard, set up for the entertainment of some dignitaries.

The arrest and imprisonment of Hubu Shangshu Louzhijing can be regarded as giving some comfort to the souls of the dead underground.

With nothing to do, Niao Niao was dragged by Yan Yujin to Prince Ji's hot spring villa. Unexpectedly, he was at the Willow Heart brothel. Under Niao Niao's strong request, the two went there to look for him.

Unexpectedly, He Wenxin witnessed a murder case and accidentally killed Qiu Ze, the son of the Earl of Wenyuan. Seeing Gong Yu, he curled up his lips and smiled. It seemed that Mei Changsu was planning to move the staff.

Not long after Concubine Yue was dethroned, she was reinstated due to the year-end sacrifice. Meng Zhi was so anxious that he was confused when he met Mei Changsu, who had a leisurely look on his face.

"Why are you not anxious at all? It's okay to be like this, why are you so calm?" Meng Zhi had a gloomy look on his face and kept wandering around Mei Changsu.

King Yu was instructed by Mei Changsu to impeach the Minister of Rites based on etiquette. In the end, the emperor decided to debate the etiquette in court.

On the day of the debate, a man in official robes held a jade tablet and stood beside Prince Jing sleepily. I don’t know why she is still at work since she has resigned.

"In all the civil and military officials in the dynasty, I haven't seen anyone so sleepy that they can't open their eyes. Did you go to the enemy camp yesterday?" Prince Jing glanced at the man beside him who was nodding his head, his face full of hatred.

The ceremony in the court is still going on, look at their impassioned appearance.

Niao Niao was really not interested. She tilted her head sideways and said lazily: "I didn't go to the enemy camp. I stayed in Miaoyinfang all night."

Seeing that King Yu was about to lose, an old man entered the palace with a salute. As soon as he arrived, the situation changed instantly.

On the outskirts of the city, Mei Changsu bid farewell to senior Zhou Xuanqing. Nihuang came on horseback, knowing that Mei Changsu's identity could no longer be concealed, so he waved Li Gang to retreat.

"Since Mei Changsu's identity cannot stop her, let Lin Shu persuade her."

Wrapped in mink, she lay on the pavilion and breathed. She was like a little quail, cowering to watch the show. Not far away, Li Gang held his forehead. He was gossiping so much that he didn't know who he was following.

[It’s such a cold day, my nose and tears are frozen from crying. 】

The atmosphere was thick, and the words seemed to hit the pause button, and the sadness in Mei Changsu's heart was completely dispersed.

"If I miss you, can I go to the Su Mansion to see you?" The tears on Nihuang's face have not yet dried. Looking at Shang Qiyi's eyes, Mei Changsu nodded.

Li Gang saw him coming down from the pavilion and hurriedly held an umbrella to greet him. Before getting on the carriage, Mei Changsu bent over and coughed, the smell of blood rising from his throat.

He covered it with a handkerchief and removed it, his lips turned red. Back at Su Mansion, Mei Changsu fell into a coma due to excessive depression.

Holding the medicine, he sat on the edge of the bed. The person on the bed had a pale face and almost colorless lips. He pushed away Feiliu and poured a few drops of blood into the bowl.

The bowl of medicine bottomed out, and his face turned rosy visibly. He breathed a sigh of relief and put the bowl on the table.

The year-end memorial ceremony is approaching, and everyone in the palace is very busy with it. At this time, the queen fell ill for unknown reasons.