Pour the glass

"Finally there is no bloody smell from that snake. It smells much better. Sister, smell it, is it smelly?"

"Don't take risks like this in the future. If there is something wrong with you, what can you tell my sister to do?"

"Didn't I come back well? Sister, let me tell you, the snake is scary today, it's so thick!"

"You still dare to bite it?"

"If I don't bite it, it will eat me up, and my life will be gone!"

"you……"

Under the small pavilion, Ah Ling had stood there for an unknown how long, and she didn't feel her brows frowning a few times following Zi Yuan's words—since she heard everything clearly, why didn't she leave?

Aware of her gaffe, A-Ling came back to her senses and cursed, "Stinky girl! Gu-guarding snakes grew up eating dead corpses, even if they dare to bite such disgusting things, they are not afraid of being poisoned by corpses." Is it?"

"Lord?"

Ah Ling suddenly heard the old bustard's voice, and knew that she was here to report the current situation of the Guosi, so she turned her head and asked seriously: "You can find out, what is the aftermath of today's Guosi turmoil?"

The old bustard shook his head and said, "My lord, the spies sent by my subordinates reported that the emperor of Yunguo just ordered the monks in the temple to be severely punished. As for the fire, he didn't say a word."

"Heh, he is not my Dajin royal family. If he imitates my Dajin's private rearing of the Emperor Gu and exposes it, at least he will lose the loyalty of his subjects, and at the worst, I am afraid that everyone in Dayun will panic and rebel sooner or later. He will not be able to do so in the future." Let's sit on Dayun's dragon chair again." A Ling smiled coldly, feeling a little ironic.

Every member of the Dajin royal family wanted to escape the curse of not living to be 40 years old throughout their lives, and Emperor Dayun, who lived a good life, wanted to dive headlong into this curse, which is really sad and even more ridiculous.

The old bustard nodded and said: "It seems that the matter of the National Temple has passed safely. I wonder what orders the Lord will have later?"

Ah Ling thought for a while, and suddenly said seriously: "Is there glutinous rice in the kitchen here?"

The old bustard replied: "I have some, I put them beside the white rice bag."

"Then you go to the front hall to greet the drinkers first, let me think about it, how will we behave in the future?" A-Ling waved her hand to signal the madam to retreat, and before the madam retreated, she silently walked towards the kitchen.

"Today's master is so strange..." The old bustard looked at the master's back, always felt a little strange, but at the moment he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he quietly followed Ah Ling to the kitchen to see if there was anything he could do to help.

The night breeze is cool, gently blowing on the face.

Ah Ling walked into the kitchen silently, seeing the cook and the handymen busy, she lowered her head slightly, walked to the place where the rice bags were piled up, and found a bag of glutinous rice.

"Aling, help me, there seem to be more guests tonight than yesterday, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time."

Suddenly hearing someone calling her, A-Ling was stunned for a moment, and looked at the cook with a cold face—although she pretended to be a maid in Zui Tonight, no one dared to tell her what to do.

The cook pushed the drooping hair behind her ears, her cheeks were flushed from the heat, and there were already dense beads of sweat on her forehead and neck. She smiled and waved to Ah Ling, "I know that you only serve Miss Su and mother on weekdays, and you are too busy today, so I have to ask A Ling for your help. If I cook these delicacies earlier, I can spare a moment to send things to my two children eat."

Ah Ling was startled, seeing that the cook was very young, "You have two children?"

While chopping vegetables, the cook said with a silly smile: "Yes, there are two girls, one is six years old and the other is five years old."

Ah Ling was absent-minded for a moment, one was six years old, the other was five years old, and the two little-faced girls used to play innocently in the garden, always accompanied by a very gentle and smiling mother silently behind her.In those days, she didn't know what Gu worms were, and she didn't know what fear was like. The only shortcoming was that she seldom saw the other closest person—her father.

Ah Ling murmured, "Where's your husband? Isn't he taking care of the two girls at home?"

The smile on the cook's face froze, she just sighed, and said in a shy voice: "I have two children, it's enough, that person doesn't need to mention it." There was a bit of resentment in her voice, and after she finished speaking, she bowed his head sadly.

Although Ah Ling couldn't see the eyes of the cook at the moment, she could feel the deep loss of the cook, "That's right, even though my daughter's family is weak, she shouldn't be underestimated by men in the world."

"It's the first time I've heard a girl say something like that." The cook was quite surprised, she raised her eyes to look at A Ling, and suddenly realized something, "Oh, I have to add salt quickly, or the soup will be ruined in a while La!" As he said, he put down the kitchen knife in his hand and handed it to Ling, "Ling cut it for me, I'll put the salt first."

A Ling took the kitchen knife and looked at the cook's neat knife edge. She didn't know how to cut the knife for a while, and stood there dumbly—she had never cooked before, how could she cut the ingredients well?

"A Ling, Miss Su is calling you." The old bustard's voice suddenly sounded, and the old bustard walked over quickly, took the kitchen knife in A Ling's hand, put it on the side, and motioned for other cooks to come over and help Ah Ling. Ling relieved the siege, "You guys should help each other more. If I serve you well tonight, I will reward you with a tael of silver each!"

The cook put the salt away, and apologized to the old bustard, "Mom, I was really busy just now, so I asked Ah Ling to help..."

A Ling said coldly: "There's no need to explain this, it's always bad for a child to be hungry, you go back and deliver food to the child first, here..." His eyes were like knives, and he gave the bustard a wink.

The old bustard hurriedly said: "Yes, you go back to deliver the food first, and the wages will remain the same tonight."

"Thank you, Mom!" The cook was overjoyed, bowed to the madam, wiped her hands, and hurriedly left the kitchen with a simple food box.

The old bustard leaned closer to A-Ling, deliberately raised her voice and said, "Miss Su is looking for you."

A-Ling shook her head and said, "Miss Su just told me to cook some glutinous rice porridge and send it to me, but now the glutinous rice porridge is not cooked yet, what did Miss Su ask me to do?"

"Make glutinous rice porridge?" The bustard was stunned for a moment.

A Ling said coldly: "Why don't you cook the porridge for me, Mom, and I'll serve Miss Su first?"

"Me?" The bustard was even more stunned.

Ah Ling looked at the old bustard silently, "Then I'll make the porridge, and when it's done, I'll bring it to Miss Su myself, how about it?"

"It's better for you to serve Miss Su first, and I'll come." The bustard couldn't guess why Ah Ling suddenly wanted to cook glutinous rice porridge, but no matter what, the majesty couldn't let the master cook the porridge himself.

"Don't add any seasoning, just boil a bowl of water until it becomes a paste." Ah Ling said again.

The old bustard nodded slightly, and couldn't answer Ah Ling in front of the people here at the moment, so he had to make a nonsense, "I know the taste of my sweetheart, I don't need to remind, you go and serve first."

Seeing the old bustard started cooking porridge, Ah Ling turned around silently, walked out of the kitchen, and walked along the path to the small pavilion in the backyard.

She raised her head, looked at the bright lights on the small pavilion, and listened to Ziyuan and Su Zhexue's joyful conversation. The dusty past...

The door of the palace is locked, behind the plum blossom screen...

"Xue'er, remember that you must drink a bowl of glutinous rice porridge every day." Mother's smile was full of sadness and reluctance, and her eyes were red. At that time, Ah Ling didn't know that this was her last meal. I saw my mother for the first time.

"Glutinous rice porridge with red dates?" six-year-old Ah Ling asked with a smile.

"No, just drink it like this, it can get rid of the poison of the corpse, and it can also make your five internal organs clean. Children, you have to remember that the cleaner you are, the more useful you are. As long as you are still useful, you can live Come down, Xia'er can survive..."

"Mother Concubine... but white glutinous rice porridge..."

"In the future, we must take good care of Xia'er. As a big sister, you must let Xia'er out more, you know?" Tears still came out of her eyes, and her mother hugged A Ling tightly, trembling, "My words, you want Remember, must remember!"

"Remember, remember, mother and concubine don't cry?" Ah Ling stretched out her chubby little hand, trying to wipe away her mother's tears, but heard an impatient voice outside the locked palace door.

"Young lady, it's time to go, otherwise the national teacher will be unhappy!"

"Xue'er...take care of yourself...my concubine is gone...gone..."

"Mother Concubine...Xue'er obediently waits for you to come back..."

His vision gradually blurred, and the concubine mother turned her back desolately in his mind, and he could no longer see her face, nor could he hear the concubine mother's instructions in his memory.

"Mother..." The call was tightly choked in her throat, Ah Ling came back to her senses, calmed herself down, turned around, and saw the old bustard walking over with glutinous rice porridge in the distance.

Tears rolled in her eyes, Ah Ling turned her back, and when she heard the old bustard approaching, she ordered: "Bring up the glutinous rice porridge and let that stinky girl drink it."

"This..." The old bustard was shocked again, the master had been busy all night, so it was just to make a bowl of glutinous rice porridge for Qi Ziyuan, that stinky girl?

A-Ling's tears were hidden in the night, she said coldly: "This stinky girl has bitten the Gu-guarding snake during the day, if she gets infected with corpse poison, her life will be in jeopardy." As she spoke, A-Ling sneered again With a voice, "I can't do without her helper. When she dies, I have the final say."

The old bust made sense, "I don't know how many generations of good luck this stinky girl has cultivated. Su girl treats her well, and the lord treats her too..." Suddenly seeing the cold look on A Ling's face, the old bust quickly fell silent, "Subordinate Send it up to her to eat."

"Wait!" Ah Ling suddenly called the old bustard, "Don't say that I asked you to give this porridge, Zhexue is always smart, you just say that Zhexue prepared it, and sell this favor to her."

The old bustard looked at A Ling puzzled, "Why?"

"I don't care if this stinky girl owes me favors. Anyway, all she cares about is Zhexue. As long as Zhexue benefits her more, she will trust Zhexue more. As far as I am concerned, she trusts Zhexue The more you have, the easier it is to control." After saying this coldly, A-Ling turned around and walked away silently.

"The subordinate understands." The old bustard nodded, although Ah Ling said everything was reasonable, but she always felt that there was something strange, and couldn't figure it out for a while, so the old bustard simply didn't think about it, and walked up to the small pavilion with glutinous rice porridge.