Brother Donggong

Because Wen Zhan was pressed on the bed in the early morning, doing all kinds of nonsense, so I should sleep until the sun is high.When he woke up, he found that Cucumber had also arrived. He was happily looking at the antique porcelain here, like a country boy who had never seen the world.

Cucumber found a good thing on the felt of the desk over there, "My lord, we still need a brush washer. The three-legged brush wash here is from Chai Kiln. There is no such good thing in Liulichang, and it can't be bought with silver. Let's ask His Royal Highness for it."

"I don't write, what do I need it for?"

Cucumber was a little disappointed, and reluctantly put the brush back, "This is a rare treasure in the world. Perhaps only His Royal Highness has this in the whole world. The water is so blue that it is so beautiful!"

After he put it back, he put the priceless brush washer behind his head again, and he began to look at other things with interest, "My lord, my lord, this jade cabbage is also good, hey, why is it so light to hold? Oh, it’s made of wax, my lord, let’s make one and put it in the study.”

I was a little speechless at his noise.

However, Cui Bicheng once said that a person with a personality like Cucumber can become a peerless national scholar.He has a quality that is rumored to be hidden in court, and he seems to ignore all kinds of worldly prosperity. Such a person is too rare.If Cucumber wasn't a eunuch, Cui Bicheng would really like to recruit him into the gang.

I looked at Cucumber again, he was salivating over a stack of Li Qingzhao’s swallow papers, I was afraid that if he dripped his saliva on Wen Zhan’s precious paper, I would have to pay for it in the end, so I quickly called Cucumber to help I comb my hair.

Wen Zhan had disappeared for a long time. When Cucumber was helping me get dressed, he said that he was in the study, reading the memorial.

I didn't want to disturb him, so I sat with a cup of tea and ate cakes under the wisteria shelf by the lake.

When I was so bored, I kept thinking, if I agreed to Wen Zhan to be with him, is this considered fate for a lifetime?

I never thought that one day I would marry a man for the rest of my life, and that man was my own brother.

It’s as if I took a plum vase from Ru kiln. I wanted to insert a gorgeous peach blossom, but in the end I was forced to insert a thorn bush. What’s worse, the thorn bush was grown by myself, so that Whether the thorn bush is rough, sticks to the hand, or sticks to the flesh, and cannot be pulled out, it must be offered with a smile.

Because the thorn bush has been inserted, and before it withers, breaks, and leaves me, I must insert it in my plum vase.

Hey, I sighed, is this my destined life?

In fact, if it wasn't for the sad memory I met many years ago, I would have wanted a woman like my mother as my wife.

Ordinary, honest, and good at cooking, every time I cook a big pot of rice, a big plate of tofu, and braised pork, filling the bowl in my hand.

When I saw that my mouth was full of oil, she would wipe my mouth with a wet towel, and said to me happily and contentedly, "Look at you, eating like this again, why are you so inferior to Bizi?" How much? Bizi is very elegant, hey, Chengzi, I won’t talk about you anymore, eat quickly, eat quickly, it seems that you are hungry and thin again these days..."

However, no matter what kind of person I expect, he or she cannot be like Wen Zhan.

I wouldn't even expect Wen Zhan to cook a meal for me.

Of course, I won't cook for him either.

Because the two of us are simply idiots who don't touch the spring water with our fingers.

Hey, the person I'm with is actually not the person I thought in my heart.

From one aspect, such as government affairs, such as Gongdou, Wen Zhan is so strong that he is almost invincible, but from another aspect, such as growing vegetables, such as cooking, he is an idiot.After leaving Dazheng Palace and Cucumber Liu Congrong, he and I couldn't even support ourselves like ordinary farmers.

I looked back at Wen Zhan, who was reading the memorial with a blank expression in the study. I looked up at the sky, and suddenly had the urge to burst into tears.

Cucumber was holding a teapot beside me, and was about to refill my fragrant tea. What we drank was Mingqian Longjing, which had just been transported to Yongjing from Hangzhou last night.

"My lord, why don't my servants accompany you to do something else?"

Maybe it was too long when I was holding an empty teacup in a daze, Cucumber asked me cautiously.

I glanced at him, and asked seriously, "Huh? Then what are we going to do? Do you want to sleep? I know that many princes have sex with their servants. You are not bad, how about you?" ..."

"Mom!"

Cucumber glanced back at Wen Zhan who was in the study, making sure he didn't hear my question, then cried and knelt down in front of me with a teapot in his hands. He clutched my sleeve, wiping his nose and crying.

"My lord, you can't say this anymore, especially on the site of His Royal Highness. Your lord is valuable, so you don't have to care about it, but there are eighty-year-old mothers on the servants, and three-year-old children waiting to be fed. They left This servant is going to drink the northwest wind, my lord, since this servant has served you for many years without credit and hard work, you should spare this servant.”

I was so bored by his crying.

I kicked him, "Get up, I'll just talk."

As soon as Cucumber's face was touched, it immediately returned to the splendor of spring. It didn't look like the bitter cauliflower just now, but happily refilled me with his big teapot.

Hey, I suddenly had a weird feeling, it seemed that the first day I was with Wen Zhan seemed to have gone through many, many years, and the days were not as wonderful as the so-called "Little Dengke", but had become like the tea in my hand Generally, it has been brewed many times, and it has the same taste as the pot water.Well, at most it's very expensive pot water.

I suddenly asked Cucumber, "Cucumber, tell me, should we change to another cook? Actually, I don't really like the food cooked by that girl Feng Xiaosheng. Her cooking is too delicate, and some of it is too greasy, so it's not as good as my mother's." It's delicious. But she belongs to the prince, and the prince sent her here in person, so I can't take advantage of her. I originally thought that when I got married, I would let her marry Xie Meng and move to live my own life Go, but now I promised Wen Zhan that I want to be with him, this, Wen Zhan doesn't know how to cook, is it possible that I will have to find cooks to cook everywhere in my life?"

Cucumber suddenly asked in a low voice, "Is Master Feng's craftsmanship that bad?"

I said, "It's not that bad. She is too particular, she pays attention to the excellence of all dishes, and everything tastes the same as hers, too ostentatious. For example, last summer, I wanted to eat a bowl of cold noodles. In fact, the noodles used well water It’s good to rinse it twice, add sesame paste, rice vinegar, shredded cucumber, and raw pepper oil, but she insists on making a bowl of Xiongnu cold buckwheat noodles, the soup is chilled with ice cubes, and added Thin white radish puree, sand juice, and Sichuan bell peppers are just like ice and fire. The stuff is delicious, but after eating it, my stomach hurts all afternoon. The things she made It’s not bad to have a meal every now and then, but if you eat it every day, you’ll always feel too...too glamorous.”

I sighed again, "If Wen Zhan has my mother's skills and can cook such delicious meals for me, then life will be considered complete..."

—— "It turns out that the lord looks down on me so much."

I was feeling emotional when suddenly a gust of wind came, and the silver bell-like voice made me tremble, I turned around trembling, and saw Wen Zhan standing behind me, and behind him was Feng Xiaosheng.

Feng Xiaosheng glared at me, and snorted, "At first I thought the prince was not used to eating here, but I hurried over to prepare meals for him. Who would have thought that I would have been despised by the prince a long time ago. If so, then Feng Xiaosheng So I left, so I won’t stay here to cause trouble.”

Seeing that she was coming, I quickly stood up to stop her from apologizing, but was speechless behind her. "...I, you... Miss Feng, I don't mean anything else, I'll just talk casually, hey, it's not enough for me to apologize, hey Beauty Feng, Miss Feng, Miss Feng, hey, don't go!"

Feng Xiaosheng didn't even look at me. After speaking, she only saluted Wen Zhan, then turned around and walked away.

I've been too memorized recently, or Yongjing is evil, how can I just complain a few words, and I can provoke two true gods to appear?

A pungent canna is gone, but an Omen star is kept.

I smiled at him, "Huh, have you finished reading the memorial so early?"

He doesn't speak.

"Then are you hungry, do you want to have a snack?"

Wen Zhan ignored my "Hush and ask for warmth", came over and kissed me on the cheek, and asked me casually, "What do you want for lunch?"

I thought, since we have Mingqian Longjing, it should be served with some southern side dishes.

I counted with my fingers, "Sister Song's fish soup, Pingqiao tofu, a three-yellow chicken and stir-fried shrimp."

I only cared about the joy I said, but I didn't see that Wen Zhan's face was as dark as a handsome black pot.

I just heard him mutter, "...it's not easy..."

I have always known that this prince is a very hard job. Wen Zhan originally wanted to have snacks with me, but he was called away by Liu Congrong after a while, leaving me and Cucumber to stay in the garden.At this time, a little eunuch came over from outside, and he said that someone outside the small palace wanted to see me.

I asked him, who is that?

The little eunuch replied that he was a servant of the Cui Mansion in Lingering Garden in Yongjing.

I thought it was Old Cui who had something to do with me, so I asked their little boy from Cui's family to lead me in.The child with bright eyes and white teeth held a basket in his hand, which contained a bunch of golden oranges, a pot of wine from Xinghua Village, and of course, a letter written by Cui Bicheng.

The Cui family boy asked me to watch it on the spot, because he still wanted to ask for an answer.

I read the letter, the handwriting is beautiful, and the text is also straightforward, which means that three days later is the Ching Ming Festival, as in previous years, Lao Cui asked me to go with him to visit the tomb outside the city, plus outing and reciting poems.In addition, he asked me to bring another person, Xie Meng.

It's not a big deal, so I told the boy, "Go back and tell your Boss Cui, and ask him to come find me in Qiwangfu in three days."'

The Cui family boy left contentedly, but I asked Cucumber suspiciously, "Does old Cui have the habit of going out of the city to visit graves?"

Cucumber's head shook like a rattle.

I also wondered that it seemed that Lao Cui had never worshiped anything other than the God of Wealth.

I thought about it, and suddenly remembered a more important thing, "Cucumber, where is the prince? Didn't you say that we had dinner together at noon, the sun is already westward, where is the prince?"

Cucumber lowered his head, "Didn't Eunuch Liu call him away?"

Me, "I think it's something important, let's not wait for him, you let them bring the food, let's eat first."

The cucumber didn't move.

Me, "What's wrong? I can't order you anymore?"

Cucumber, "Don't be angry, my lord. Isn't this in the prince's small palace? The guests are up to you. No matter how patient your lord is, let's wait for His Royal Highness to have dinner together."

I turned around and looked at him, "Are you hungry?"

Cucumber smiled, "Slaves are certainly not hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, I heard the sound of rummaging and stomach growling. Cucumber covered his stomach and smirked at me.

I knocked on his forehead, "Okay, don't pretend, let's go to the dining room to have a look. Hey, if I knew this, I shouldn't tell the truth to make Feng girl go away. This is a worldly lie, a lie, and a human story. , You can say anything, but you can’t tell the truth.”

gollum...gollum...

My stomach started growling too.

"If you tell the truth, you have to go hungry."

Cucumber seemed to have something to say, but couldn't hold me back, so I dragged Cucumber to the kitchen of the small palace.

This is different from the imperial dining room in Taisho Palace.

The imperial dining room is clean and peaceful, not like cooking. When it comes to places like chanting scriptures, there are some finely crafted, bright and beautiful things that don't fill your hunger.

Here in Xiaoxing Palace, there are more fireworks in the world.

Looking from a distance, layers of black smoke suddenly rise, and the flames, smoke and water vapor can still be seen vaguely. Listen carefully, it seems that there are almost inaudible coughing sounds.

I looked left and right, groped in, and was shocked!

In front of him was a black lacquered object with a charred face and ragged clothes. It seemed to be the Monkey King who had just jumped out of the stove of the Taishang Laojun in Tushita Palace!

He opened his mouth and showed beautiful white teeth, "My lord, why are you here!?"

"Wow!" I was frightened and almost sat on the ground. Fortunately, there was a cucumber against me. I was still in shock, and pointed at him with trembling fingers, "So there is a living thing here! You...you, who are you?"

Cucumber hurriedly beat my chest and back to let me get over it. Cucumber said, "Why doesn't the prince know him? Isn't this Liu Congrong, Eunuch Liu?"

I rubbed my eyes and looked again, "Hey! It's really you, Liu Ya! Why are you here? Where is the crown prince?"

Liu Congrong, who had become Baogong, hesitated to speak, when suddenly, a majestic voice came through the air!

--"Shut up!"

This is Wen Zhan's voice!

Liu Congrong's face was completely blamed.

I haven't found Wen Zhan yet, and I was rescued by Cucumber's repeated dragging.

Cucumber stomped her feet in grief, "My lord, you have spoiled His Highness the Prince's wishes."

I'm on my second birthday.

"No... no, I... what's wrong with me? Why is it always my fault?"

The fact is that Wen Zhan almost burned down the kitchen of Xiaoxinggong in order to cook for me.

I heard Liu Congrong, who had washed herself white, crying with snot and tears, as if I was a heinous villain who acted coquettishly and asked His Royal Highness to cook by himself, but ended up almost hurting His Highness and almost burning the kitchen .

I have wronged me too much, Wen Zhan made a meal of fireworks and meteors, turned the clouds upside down, it has nothing to do with me, right?

But when I was hungry for three hours, when I looked at the so-called 'dinner prepared by His Royal Highness' on the table, I raised my head and said to Wen Zhan who was sitting across from me and said, "Let's go tonight Let's have some snacks..."

The tofu was turned into bean curd residue, the feathers of the three yellow chickens were not washed off, and the shrimps were fried into charcoal.

Wen Zhan glanced at me as calmly as clear water, and I hurriedly took a spoon to dig out the only thing left in the pot, the good-looking Mrs. Song's fish soup, put it in my mouth, chewed it twice, and spit it out. Not spit nor is it. "

——Your Highness, this, the heart, liver and lungs of the fish need to be removed when making soup...

After being starved for four hours, I finally ate the chicken noodle soup cooked by Wen Zhan. At that time, my tears fell into the noodle bowl.

Cucumber comforted me and said, this is also the sweetness of Xiao Dengke, and the newlyweds are not very good at cooking.

Although Wen Zhan and the "newly married woman" are like Ru kiln plum bottles and potatoes, phoenixes and loach, Cui Bicheng and Erliang oranges, they are not related at all, but they still have one thing in common, that is, they don't know each other. Cook.

I took a careful look at Wen Zhan, who was looking at the booklet sent by the director of ceremonies at the desk, and had a premonition in my heart that it was unlikely that he would be able to cook in his life.

So, I have an ambition that I can learn to cook by myself!

only……

When I stepped into the kitchen and saw the pathetic trace of blood on the belly of a newly slaughtered duck, I was like noodles, twisting left and right and passed out...

I feel like I've been mistreated in the small palace.

Unfortunately, no one thinks so except me.

They thought the crown prince had been mistreated.

I am very depressed.

But what is even more frustrating is that Wen Zhan is still in the mood to hug me and dangle around at night. This tossing, it was in the middle of the night again, and the bed boards creaked and creaked, and the gorgeous and complicated hibiscus curtains beside the bed were constantly shaking shaking.

Hey, the bad food, the upright, youthful, angry person...

What else can I say except sigh.

Wen Zhan finally finished it. When I was in a daze, I saw his fingers picking up the black silk thread on my neck and gently stroking the jade pendant that belonged to him.

I muttered, "Give me such a precious jade, if one day I'm short of money and pawn it, what will you do?"

He ducked his head, his thick hair was hanging on my body, tickling.

He licked my throat, but said lightly, "Then I'll crush you..."

At that time, I just said it casually, but who would have thought that many years later, it would become a prophecy.

I always feel that there are hands behind this lonely and snowy world, and those hands are the same as this beautiful and prosperous Yongjing, tolerant of everything, but without the slightest compassion.

It seems that everything we have here is just a game of chess. "