I'm a Buddhist foster child

Does your owner feel that this dog is in the way, and is he afraid of being bitten by this dog? "

He Quan finally understood what Yang Jian meant. Yang Jian's pardon for himself was entirely to catch the person behind him.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Don't worry, let's see how long he can endure, when will he come to kill you."

He Quan's pardon was already earth-shattering news, but at the same time, another even more shocking news came out. There were rumors in the market that the person who instigated He Quan was actually the eldest prince of the current emperor, and he would soon be registered as a Yang Guang of the prince!

Because Yang Guang was dissatisfied with the emperor's delay in the canonization, he became murderous and wanted to kill the emperor. In this way, regardless of whether Yang Guang was the prince or not, the position of the emperor could naturally fall on Yang Guang's head.

This matter was spread up and down, in the streets and alleys, it was all spread, it was simply a topic of conversation after dinner.

"Bang!!" Yang Guang slapped the table hard, he naturally heard the wind, how could such a loud wind not reach his ears?He was so angry that his small body was shaking all over, it was unreasonable.

And what makes Yang Guang suspicious is, who spread the news?At that time, there were only two insiders, the general Che Qi and a group of prisoners. Wei Yi was so courageous, he knew what to say and what not to say, and the prisoners were not that capable, so the rumor spread in such a short time. Rain and rain.

unless……

It is the person behind the scenes. This person is afraid that He Quan will be pardoned and will confess himself, so he has already started to speed up the progress.

Yang Guang sneered and said, "Let's wait and see."

After calming down for a while, he was ready to go back to the Lu's bedroom. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the Lu's bedroom, he heard chattering voices inside, which was very lively.

Yang Guang said with a cold face, "Who is in there?"

The palace man replied: "Back to the prince, it is Duke Bi and King Langya who have come. Duke Bi personally made some desserts for the Lord, and just brought them over. Please ask the Lord to try it."

It's Yu Wenxian and Gao Yan again...

Today, it is rare for Yang Jian to approve and read documents by himself, and he does not need his son Yang Guang to do it for him. In fact, Yang Jian's sudden diligence is also purposeful. After all, the ups and downs of the past two days, the prince's plot to murder the emperor, are being talked about in the streets and alleys , The courtiers in the court are also talking about it.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, and regardless of whether there is any evidence, the courtiers, large and small, opposed the canonization of the prince, so they took the opportunity to write a letter, hoping to use this limelight to bring Yang Guang down from the throne of the prince. First, it is possible to send all kinds of beauties into the harem, give birth to a son and a half for the emperor, become relatives, and win over the court.

Yang Jian guessed that there must be a lot of documents impeaching Yang Guang in the past few days. If Yang Guang reads the documents, they will all be read by Yang Guang. According to his son's temperament, I guess his stomach will be angry. It exploded!

Therefore, it is rare for Yang Jian not to be lazy, to review the documents by himself, and to give his son a vacation, let him go out to play hard and relax.

Holding the document in his hand, Yang Jian squinted his eyes. Sure enough, the grand master wrote a letter saying that the prince Yang Guang has lost his virtue and should postpone the appointment of the crown prince.

Yang Jian put the document aside and picked up the next one. Sure enough, the next document was the same, but a different person wrote it, and the content was roughly the same. Yang Jian suspected that they were copy-pasted blueprints. How can it be so similar when it comes out?

"Crack!" Yang Jian threw the document aside and replaced it with a third one. It's still the same, nothing has changed, but the order of words has been reversed. The bad review is completely plagiarism.

Yang Jian read four or five books in a row, all of them would be like this, stretched his neck, and sneered.At this time, I suddenly heard a legend from the palace: "Master, Bi Guogong and King Langya are asking to see each other. Bi Guogong has brought some dim sum made by himself, and wants to invite the emperor to taste it."

dessert?

Yang Jian didn't expect that Bi Guogong could still make dim sum at such a young age?Then he said, "Come in."

"Yes!"

"Master!"

"Master! Womeng is here!"

Yu Wenxian and King Langya ran in with two little buns, full of joy, as if walking out of the ground. King Langya was pushing the wheeled cart, and Yu Wenxian's leg was broken, and he was not yet fully recovered. He was sitting in the wheeled cart, holding Still holding a huge Shihe, King Langya pushed the cart crookedly, as if he would fall to the ground if he was not careful.

Yu Wenxian was a little shy, and put the food on the table like a treasure, and said: "Ren, Renzhu... This is a pastry made by Wo, and it's the first time to make Wo..."

As Yu Wenxian said, he opened the shihe, and there were several pastries neatly placed inside. Although Yu Wenxian said that it was his first time making pastries, the appearance of these pastries was regular, beautiful and upright. It turned out to be A few ox tongue pies.

Yang Jian can't eat sweets, as all the cooks in the palace know, the little bun Yu Wenxian said: "Wo...Wo asked the cook specifically, and the cook said that the owner can't eat sweets, so...Wo made ox tongue cake!"

Yang Jian smiled, rubbed Yu Wenxian's little brain, and said, "It's so cute, I'll try it and see how it tastes."

King Langya puffed out his small chest, and said, "Wow! Wo! I've already tasted it! It's thick and thick! It's thick and thick!"

Yang Jian picked up a piece of ox tongue cake, put it on his lips and took a bite, the skin was crispy and flakes off. Although Yu Wenxian said that it was his first time making ox tongue cake, he made it decently and was very talented It seems that not only the appearance is good-looking, but the taste of this ox tongue cake is also remarkable. It is much more delicious than Yang Zan, the youngest of Yang Jian's family.

Yu Wenxian was a little nervous, holding the lid of Shihe with his little hands, opened his eyes wide, and said, "Master... so rough?"

Yang Jian tasted it carefully, nodded, and said: "It's delicious, the oily skin is crispy, the saltiness is moderate, and the taste of salt and pepper has an endless aftertaste. It's really delicious."

"Let's just talk about Wo!" King Langya said bouncingly, "Just talk about thick times! Wo ate three of them in one go!"

Yu Wenxian smiled shyly, his little face flushed, and said: "This way... I can rest assured this way, because it's the first time I do it, I'm afraid I can't do it well, and I will offend the owner!"

Yang Jian was eating the ox tongue cake, and saw King Langya's face was about to die of gluttony, biting his chubby hand, staring at Shihe eagerly.

There were several pieces of ox tongue cakes in the shihe, and Yang Jian couldn't finish them all by himself, so he said, "I can't eat all these by myself, or... let's eat together."

"Wow - that's great!"

King Langya was the first to rush over, like a little tiger, pounced up and grabbed a piece of ox tongue cake, and immediately ate it. King Langya liked it very much, no matter whether it was sweet or salty, he had no taboos.

Yu Wenxian hesitated for a moment, and said timidly, "Master Crab!"

Then he picked up a piece of ox tongue pie and ate it himself.The two little buns ate beef tongue cakes, King Langya devoured one piece, and grabbed another one before finishing one piece, as if others would snatch it from him, while Yu Wenxian ate it in a gentle manner.

King Langya lived up to expectations and was choked on the puff pastry. He coughed and coughed, his face flushed red. Yang Jian asked the palace servants to bring water and gave them two little buns. Both of them were very happy to eat .

Yu Wenxian nibbled on the ox tongue cake, tilted his head to look at Yang Jian, and asked curiously, "What is the master doing?"

King Langya gobbled it up and said: "You are a stupid duck! Woji said! The master is reviewing documents!"

Yu Wenxian scratched his little hair and said, "Is it a magic duck to review documents?"

King Langya said again: "Ah! You are so stupid, you are dealing with state affairs!"

Yu Wenxian blinked his eyes and said, "How can you handle state affairs?"

King Langya said: "That's... that's... um - something more important than the ox tongue cake! Ah duck, you don't understand it!"

Yu Wenxian looked down at the ox tongue cake in his hand, suddenly realized, and said: "It's more important than ox tongue cake, this duck!"

The two little buns asked and answered, at this moment, they suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, and they rushed in. It turned out that the little bun Yang Guang had returned.

When Yang Jian saw Yang Guang coming back, he subconsciously "snapped!" and closed the document in hand. This document was a document for the impeachment of Yang Guang by the doctor, and he also did not want Yang Jian to make Yang Guang the crown prince.

Yang Jian closed the document and put it in the corner, then said: "My son is back."

Hearing the chattering voices in Lu's bedroom, Yang Guang was afraid that the two little buns would come to compete for favor again. In order to stabilize his position, Yang Guang naturally ran in immediately. As soon as he ran in, he happened to see something Yang Jian was hiding, as if I don't want to give myself the appearance.

Yang Guang squinted his eyes and said respectfully, "My son pays respects to his father."

Yang Jian nodded and said with a smile: "My son, come quickly, Bi Gong made ox tongue pancakes, they taste really good, come and try them."

Yang Guang glanced at Bi Guogong Yu Wenxian. Yu Wenxian was sitting on a wheelbarrow. Yang Guang only sprained his foot and healed up soon, but Bi Guogong had a fracture and he would not heal within a month.

Yu Wenxian sat on the wheelbarrow, still holding the lid of Shihe in his arms, and said sweetly: "This is the first time I make pastries, fortunately... fortunately, I didn't fail, as long as the owner likes it! Return the nest tomorrow." The owner makes pastries rough!"

Yang Guang picked up the ox tongue cake in Shihezhong, tasted it, and said with a very mean face: "The taste is just average, it's far from good."

In fact, what Yang Guang said was the truth. The appearance of the ox tongue cake is not bad, but the taste is far worse than that made by Yang Jian. There is no feeling of wanting to bite down. I just feel that it is the same after eating. Will think about it.

Yu Wenxian was stunned for a moment, and then his big eyes burst into tears. Yang Jian glanced at Yang Guang, telling him not to say more, and be careful to make Yu Wenxian cry.Yang Guang understood Yang Jian's eyes, deliberately raised the corners of his chubby lips and smiled, and said, "But Don't worry, Bi Gong, father never has the heart to hurt others, he will definitely say it's delicious, it tastes good, etc. Wait."

Yang Jian: "..." It seems that Yang Guang saw it with his own eyes.

Yu Wenxian was taken aback by what he said, and then, with a "wow——", he ran out crying, spinning his cart.

King Langya had dim sum on his mouth, blinked his big eyes and said, "I think it's a pretty good duck! If it's swollen, cry!"

Yang Jian had a headache, logically speaking, his son is not young, but the cheap son seems to like to provoke children, no, he is bullying children, but there are all children who are not bullied by Yang Guang.

Yang Jian said, "Son, you..."

Yang Guang, on the other hand, stood upright with his hands behind his back, and said, "Father, my son is just telling the truth."

That's true, Yang Guang just told the truth, but the problem is that Yang Guang said the truth without embellishment!

Yang Guang folded his hands behind his back and said, "Forget it, father will continue to eat beef tongue cakes, and my son will take a break outside and come back at dinner time."

So Yang Guang walked away with his hands behind his back. Although he looked like a kid, he looked decent and dignified.

Yang Guang left from the road bedroom. Not far away, he heard the sound of wheels, and a shadow came out from the slope. He turned his head and saw that it was Yu Wenxian, the little bun.

Yu Wenxian was turning the wheelbarrow, his eyes were still red from crying, and came to Yang Guang, Yang Guang raised his eyebrows, Yu Wenxian opened a pair of big rabbit-like eyes, and said: "I almost forgot just now, Wo...wo There are still some words that I almost forgot to tell the prince."

Yang Guang folded his arms, and Yu Wenxian said: "These days there are many rumors in the market, saying... that the crown prince pushed me off the horse..."

Indeed, these days there are not only rumors of Yang Guang laying a poisonous spell to murder the emperor, but also rumors that Yang Guang was extremely vicious. Because he was jealous of his classmates who were better than him in talent, he deliberately knocked Bi Guogong Yu Wenxian, who was studying at Lumen together, off his horse. Back, causing Yu Wenxian's calf to be broken, I am afraid that he will suffer from the root cause of the disease in the future.

Yu Wenxian shook his hand vigorously and said: "Wo Wo Wo, I don't believe it! The prince was also injured at that time, it was clearly... clearly an accident! Prince, you must not be disturbed by market rumors, I have nothing to do with it!"

Yang Guang raised his eyebrows and said, "Is that what you want to say?"

Yu Wenxian looked at Yang Guang in a daze, and tilted his head, as if he thought Yang Guang's reaction was strange.

Yang Guang folded his arms and said: "It's not what I did alone, why should I take it to heart?"

Yu Wenxian scratched the back of his head, and said with a smile: "Yes! It would be great if the prince can think so!"

"There's nothing else, I'm leaving alone." Yang Guang was about to turn around and leave when Yu Wenxian suddenly grabbed his sleeve robe and said, "Prince, prince, I have one more thing, I don't know whether to say it or not..."

Yang Guang turned his head and looked down at his sleeve robe, his eyes were icy cold, like a winter lake, although it was not frozen, it was still very cold.

Yu Wenxian was so frightened that he immediately let go of his hand, retracted it, and said timidly: "I don't even talk about it, do you want to tell the prince?"

Yang Guang said lightly: "Since you feel bad yourself, then don't talk about it, Gu is very busy."

"Prince, prince!" Yu Wenxian hurriedly turned the cart, stopped in front of Yang Guang and said, "Actually... it's actually like this. When the prince entered the imperial room, the master hid a document, not on purpose. Keep it from the prince, don't let the prince see it! Wo saw the document, the document was a document for the courtiers to speak ill of the prince, the owner must feel sorry for the prince, so... that's why he deliberately hid it! The prince must not be careless !"

Yu Wenxian said again: "Those courtiers are too bad, they say the prince is a villain, how could the prince murder his own father! The prince..."

At this point in his words, he heard a chuckle of "hehe...", the conversation was interrupted, and he looked strangely at Yang Guang who suddenly laughed.

Yang Guang's complexion fell. On weekdays, Yang Guang had a stern face, like an old-fashioned little bun, but now Yang Guang's face was completely downcast. His expression didn't look like a child at all, but cold and sinister. tight.

Yang Guang said quietly: "Yu Wenxian, don't pretend to be a good person in front of Gu, and tell tales."

"Too...Prince..." Yu Wenxian's chubby little face showed a few stiff cracks.

Yang Guang raised a mocking smile on his lips, and said, "Isn't it? You deliberately showed the documents that my father didn't show to Gu. Yu Wenxian, Yu Wenxian, my father loves to see you. Love seeing you."

Yu Wenxian's timid little face trembled, and the crack on his face became bigger. He wanted to open his mouth several times, but he couldn't find a sound.

"What kind of person has I never seen in Gu's life?" Yang Guang said sarcastically: "A young child who ran up to Gu to tell stories. To put it bluntly, you, a Yuwen surnamed, even if you suffer in front of the emperor Chongai, will he accept you as his son and make you the crown prince?"

When Yang Guang said this, he moved close to his ear, raised his lips obliquely, and showed a mean and ferocious smile, and said, "You are not qualified, wake up early, and stop dreaming."

Bi Guogong Yu Wenxian's small face was green and red, and the colors flashed back and forth. At this time, he suddenly heard the voice of King Langya saying, "It's so strange, where have they all gone?"

Yu Wenxian's face turned pale, and he immediately cried out "Wow!!", as if he was wronged, King Langya rushed over when he heard the crying, and said helplessly, "Prince, are you swollen? Why are you crying again!"

Yang Guang didn't take another look at Yu Wenxian at all, flicked his sleeves coldly, turned around and left.

Yang Guang was far away from the road palace, so he stood still. Although he was very imposing just now, he was still angry in his heart. These days are not going well. Someone framed him as a witch and murdered the emperor, and it was rumored that he was vicious. The rumors that Yu Wenxian was pushed off the horse, coupled with the fact that the courtiers were on the scene, Yang Guang was very upset.

"Bullshit ox tongue cake." Yang Guang crossed his arms and said solemnly: "Isn't it just ox tongue cake? Gu can make it too! Even Tianzigu has made it, and the small ox tongue cake can still be difficult Is it possible to be alone?"

Yang Guang went out for a rest, and came back with dinner. When it was time for dinner, Yang Jian did not see the cheap son. He only found out after asking the palace. He said that the crown prince had gone out of the palace. It's time for dinner, and now I'm at Otsuka Zaiyu Wenhu's house.

Yu Wenhu?

Yang Guang didn't have much communication with Yuwenhu. He didn't advocate reusing Yuwenhu. After all, Yuwenhu was a wolf. Even though the wolf was over forty and not young, he was still a wolf that ate meat.

Yang Guang suddenly ran to Yu Wenhu's house, not knowing what to do.

Yang Guang did go to Yuwenhu's house, but he didn't go to Yuwenhu. Yuwenhui saw Yang Guang coming, and said in surprise: "Little prince, why are you here? Haha, I know, I heard that the prince shot The skill is superb, do you want to ask me to make gestures? Okay, I will accompany you to the end!"

Yang Guang glanced at Yu Wenhui contemptuously, and said, "Zhu Guo wants to make gestures, so why not go to General Han."

Yang Jian came to the throne, and those who followed him were rewarded a few days ago. Now, Yuwenhui is no longer the general of the hussars, but the king of the Zhu Kingdom, which is higher than the general of the hussars.

Yu Wenhui said: "Why did I go to find Han Feng? That bald-tailed chicken pesters the King of Qi for martial arts competitions every day, how can he have the time to talk to me?"

Yang Guang said, "Gu also has no time to talk to you."

Yu Wenhui: "..." The little prince seems to be in a bad mood today.

Yu Wenhui said strangely: "Then prince, why did you come here?"

Yang Guang said, "Is your brother at home?"

"It's here!" Yu Wenhui said, "Of course it is, it's inside? What does the crown prince want my brother to do?"

"Cooking." Yang Guang said quietly.

"Oh, cook!" Yu Wenhui said with a smile, seeing Yang Guang's little bun leave with his hands behind his back, suddenly: "Ah?! Cook!? Who, who! Who is going to cook?!"

That's right, Yang Guang is here to cook.

Don't look at him calmly in front of Yu Wenxian, with a face of sure victory, but in fact Yang Guang is still a little angry in his heart, isn't it just beef tongue cake, so difficult?Can it be difficult to live alone?

So Yang Guang came to find Yu Wenzhou on purpose. Yu Wenzhou is Yang Jian's "closed disciple". Although Yang Jian is not as good at cooking, his craftsmanship is also good. .

Yu Wenzhou didn't expect the little prince to come, he was more disciplined than Yuwen, he stood up and bowed, saying: "Meet the prince."

"There's no need to be too polite," Yang Guang said in a dignified manner, "Today I'm alone looking for Mr. Yuwen, and I'm here to learn art."

Yu Wenzhou: "..." Learning... learning art?

The old god Yang Guang spoke in Zazai and said, "Please ask Bishop Yuwenlang for the technique of the lone ox tongue cake."

Yu Wenzhou said strangely: "This... the technique of ox tongue cakes has been learned by the cooks in the palace. If the prince wants to eat them, the cooks can make them themselves."

Yang Guang said, "No, it must be done by a loner."

Yu Wenhui chased after him, feeling very strange, and said, "Little Prince, why do you suddenly want to learn how to make ox tongue cakes?"

Yang Guang didn't speak, Yuwenzhou's mind was naturally much heavier than Yuwenhui's. Yang Guanggui was the crown prince, so there was only one person who could let him take care of the meals himself, and that was Yang Jian, the owner.

Although Yu Wenzhou didn't know the specific reason, he didn't ask any more questions, but said: "Since the prince wants to learn, please go to the dining room with the prince."

Yang Guang nodded, and the two went to the dining room, Yu Wenhui chased after him, shouting: "Hey, wait! Brother, Prince, what's going on..."

Yang Guang wants to make ox tongue cakes. This kind of puff pastry is not simple at all. It takes a lot of effort. First of all, kneading the dough. How to make the puff pastry layer by layer crispy and delicious is a matter of knowledge. You also need to make the fillings , The ox tongue cake is made with pepper powder and salt and pepper. The proportion of the preparation needs to be carefully considered, and finally even the baking is a problem.

Every time Yang Guang sees Yang Jian making ox tongue cakes, it's very simple and smooth, but it's his turn to do it, it seems... that's not the case.

In the first step, Yang Guang fell on the surface.

Similar to Teng Wang Yang Zan, flour is flying all over the sky, if there is too much water, add noodles, if there is too much noodles, add water, back and forth, back and forth, adding and adding, the noodles are not reconciled, but a lot of flour and water are used, And Yuwen will be kind enough to help.

"add water!"

"Yes, yes, there are too many noodles, I can't make it up, add water, listen to me, you are right, add more, how can you make it up if you do this?"

"Let's just add another pot to it, it's called once and for all."

Yu Wenzhou just turned his head to get some seasonings needed to make the stuffing. When he came back, he saw that a large pot of noodles was soaked in water, and the water in the pot was almost flowing out. It was all covered with flour, because the flour was stained with water, and it stuck to his face in lumps. To be honest, the sticky noodles on his face were much stronger than the noodles mixed in the basin.

Yu Wenhui said hesitantly, "Water... seems to be a little too much."

Yang Guang said indifferently: "It's you who made Gu add so much water."

Yu Wenzhou rubbed his forehead and said, "Are you guys washing gluten?"

Yuwenhui: "..."

Yang Guang: "..."

After kneading the dough, stuffing is much easier. After Yang Guang wrapped all the stuffing, he finally regained his confidence. He only felt that the beef tongue cake is not so difficult to make. What can be difficult for Gu?

Finally it was the baking process, Yang Guang confidently put the beef tongue cake on the pan, and then...

"Prince! Hot!"

"Prince, are you alright!"

"Hurry up, the prince's hand is hot and swollen, call the medical officer!"

There was a lot of flying around, and the roof of Zai Otsuka's mansion was almost lifted.

Road bedroom.

Today there is Yang Guang's favorite pig's trotters, but because Yang Guang is not here, he can't eat this. Xiao Baozi's "eating broadcast", Yang Jian only felt that the delicious pig's trotters were almost tasteless, and they were not as sweet as usual.

Yang Jian put down his chopsticks and said, "Has the prince not come back yet?"

The palace man replied: "Go back to the emperor, the prince has not returned yet."

Yang also ate his meal, drank a little water, reviewed the two volumes of documents, put down the documents, and said, "Has the prince come back yet?"

The palace man replied: "Go back to the emperor, the prince has not returned yet."

Yang Jian rubbed his forehead, and continued to review the documents. When the documents were approved and read, the lights were extinguished. Yang Jian asked for the third time: "Has the prince returned?"

The palace man replied: "Go back to the emperor, the prince has not yet..."

At this point in his words, Yang Jian's complexion has darkened, it's so late, and the door is about to be locked up, and the cheap son doesn't know what he is doing, does it mean that he has to learn to stay out at night at a young age?

Before the palace man finished answering, he suddenly changed his words and said, "My lord, the prince is back, the prince is back!"

Sure enough, there was the sound of rattling boots, and Yang Guang came back from the outside and walked into the imperial chamber of Lu's bedroom.

Seeing that his son finally came back, Yang Jian finally let go of his heart and said, "Where have you been so stubborn? You have been away for so long?"

Yang Guang just said: "My son went to Otsuka Zai's mansion to compete with Zhu Guo in martial arts."

Yang Guang didn't mention anything about the ox tongue biscuits, because his ox tongue biscuits hadn't been successfully made yet, and it ended in failure for the first time.Yang Guang burned his palm, and there were blisters in his palm. Everyone rushed to treat Yang Guang, but they forgot the baked ox tongue cake. When they went back, they found that the ox tongue cake was baked into a black stone, a black lump, As ugly as it is, let alone ugly, it also exudes a burnt and pungent smell, which cannot be eaten at all.

Yang Jian never imagined that his son wanted to make ox tongue cakes. He heard that he and Yuwen would compete, so he didn't ask. It was getting late, and Yang Guang would go to Lumen to go to school tomorrow, so he went to bed early today.

Yang Jian was going to take his cheap son to take a bath, and rested after taking a bath.

Bathing was a common occurrence in the past. At first, Yang Guang was unwilling to take a bath with Yang Jian. After all, Yang Guang was an adult at heart, but as time passed, he gave up resisting and let his father be happy.

Yang Jian specially asked the palace servants to cook the hot soup to make it warmer, and Xiao Baozi ran around outside in the winter, taking a hot bath would definitely be warm and relieve fatigue.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the little bun Yang Guang entered the hot soup, he suddenly "hissed!!", a little bun's face was wrinkled and wrinkled everywhere, biting his little lip, as if in pain.

"What's the matter, son?" Yang Jian hurriedly went to check, Yang Guang gasped, and wanted to hide it, shook his head and said, "No, it's okay."

Yang Jian saw that he was hiding something with his hands behind his back, and said, "Let father and father see!"

As he said, he opened Yang Guang's small fleshy hands, and the palms were full of blisters. The blisters should not be touched with hot water. Yang Jian also asked the palace servants to heat the hot soup. When Yang Guang touched the water, his palms were almost hot. When it boiled, it was stinging and painful, and the blisters swelled into two and even bigger.

Yang Jian was so shocked that he didn't have time to ask how Yang Guang was hurt, so he hurriedly came out of the hot soup with his son in his arms without drying him, put on his clothes, his hair was wet on his shoulders, and stuffed the little bun into the quilt In order not to catch a cold and hurt the wind and cold, he said loudly: "Come here! Go ask Doctor Xu!"

It was late at night, Xu Minqi was not on duty today, he had already left the palace and returned to the mansion, and not long after he entered the house, he saw Liu Taozhi coming on horseback in a hurry.

Xu Minqi said with a bitter face: "Liu... General Liu, I really didn't—— didn't I add schisandra to your soup. I beg... I beg General Liu to let me down..."

Liu Taozhi's eyelids twitched, and said: "Who told you about this, the prince is ill, and the master told you to go into the palace."

Xu Minqi was taken into the palace and ran to the bedroom with the medicine box. He thought that the weather was very cold and the prince had a cold or something, but he didn't know that the prince was suffering from an external injury.

The blisters running side to side on the two chubby hands looked shocking, and the blisters were obviously irritated, red and swollen.

Xu Minqi quickly took out the wound medicine, applied it on Yang Guang, the little bun, and treated the wound. The wound medicine was very effective, and the cold was full of pain. Yang Jian was relieved when he saw his son's little face stretched out.

Xu Minqi gave a few more instructions, take the medicine every day, don't touch the water, etc., and then left with the medicine box.

Yang Jian's hair was still wet and draped over his shoulders, he walked over and sat on the bed teeth, and said, "Is it better?"

Yang Guang nodded, and said stiffly, "It's okay."

Yang Jian carefully inspected his son's small palm and said, "How did you do this? It was burnt like this?"

Yang Guangcai would not tell Yang Jian that it was all the fault of the beef tongue cake.

Yang Guang pursed his lips and didn't speak. Yang Jian knew his temperament, so he said, "Forget it, go to bed early if your hands don't hurt. You don't have to go to Lumen tomorrow. Father and father will ask you for leave."

When Yang Guang heard it, his eyes lit up immediately. He was not a lazy person, but what Lumen learned was really too simple. Face.

On the second day, Yang Guang didn't need to go to Lumen to study. Yang Jian thought that his son was injured and would sleep late, but when he opened his eyes, the little bun was gone.

Yang Jian got up from the bed, stretched himself, and said, "Where is the prince?"

The palace man replied: "Go back to the emperor, the prince has left the palace, and went to the Otsuka Zafu."

Go to Otsuka Zaifu again?

That's right, Yang Guang went to find Yu Wenxuan again. Because of an accident yesterday, the ox tongue cake died without a shirt. Yang Guang is a person who quit halfway. He doesn't believe in this evil. Early this morning, taking advantage of Yang Jian Before he woke up, he sneaked out of the palace and continued to learn how to make beef tongue cakes.

After yesterday's hard work, Yang Guang has actually found some tricks, but Yang Guang's little hand was burned, which is not very convenient, so it took a lot of effort to make the beef tongue cake.

The ox tongue cakes were freshly baked, and some of them were not very good-looking. Yang Guang picked and picked a few good-looking ox tongue cakes, and put them in the food container to be taken away. Gave it to Yuwenhui.

Yu Wenhui couldn't wait to taste it, and said in shock: "Mmm! It's delicious! I didn't expect the little prince to have such a talent! This taste is so similar to the ox tongue cake made by the owner!"

After all, Yu Wenzhou is Yang Jian's "closed disciple", and the precautions and proportions of the beef tongue cakes are all handed over to Yu Wenzhou, so Yang Guang followed Yu Wenzhou's teachings and made them with a natural taste that Yang Jian made. Almost the same.

The corners of Yang Guang's lips twitched, and he puffed out his small chest and said, "It's just mediocre."

"It's okay," Yu Wenhui said with a smile, "Little Prince, you're really healed, the scars forgot the pain, did you forget the blisters on your hands?"

Yang Guang said with a dark face, "Gu is going back to the palace."

Yu Wenhui smiled and said, "Hey, leave me a few more dollars! Just leave a few dollars!"

Yang Guang ignored him at all, left Otsuka Zafu with a cold face and fish eyes, returned to the palace with his food, and headed for Lu's bedroom.

Yang Guang came to the entrance of the Lu Palace, and vaguely heard chirping voices inside, yes, it was chirping voices again, needless to say, it must be Yu Wenxian and King Langya coming again.

Yu Wenxian is young, but has deep scheming, and Langya Wang Gaoyan is a complete "stupid bun", who is used by Yu Wenxian every time, and is completely kept in the dark, without knowing it at all.

Yang Guang handed the ox tongue pancakes to the maid and said, "Change to Chengpan, who looks better, and go change clothes alone."

"Yes."

Yang Guang went to change his clothes and washed them neatly. After all, he was going to take care of the meal, and his body was full of oily smoke. After changing his clothes, the maid also put the beef tongue cakes into Chengpan. Holding Chengpan in his fleshy hand, he walked methodically into the Taishi in Lu's bedroom.

In the imperial room, I saw two little buns, Yu Wenxian and King Langya.

Seeing Yang Guang walking in, Yu Wenxian's face was a little stiff, but he quickly returned to normal, with that timid and milky face again, and said: "Wow! The dining room made ox tongue cakes, it looks so good! The ox tongue cakes made by the dining room must be much better than those made by the nest! The master, the prince is so caring, and brought the ox tongue cakes to the master!"

Yu Wenxian has a meaning in almost every sentence. Thanks to his young age, he has so many brains. The meaning of his words is obviously to tease himself, saying that his ox tongue cakes are made by himself, and Yang Guang is Served from the dining room, the portion is different.

Yang Guang smiled faintly and said, "Why would Mr. Bi think so? Is it possible that you are the only one who can make pastries, and you can't make them alone? This ox tongue cake is specially made by the son for the father."

Yang Jian was taken aback, and suddenly remembered that when he took a bath yesterday, Yang Guang's little hands were covered with blisters, combined with the beef tongue cake, he immediately understood, no wonder Yang Guang didn't want to talk about the origin of the blisters. Grilled ox tongue pie scalded!

Yang Jian quickly waved and said, "My dear son, bring it here quickly, father and father have a taste."

Yang Guang walked over with the ox tongue cake, "Boom!" He squeezed Yu Wenxian a bit, and said with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, who made you get in the way."

Yu Wenxian's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he stared at Yang Guang fiercely, but in order not to be discovered, he quickly restrained himself.Only King Langya, a foolish bun who has no city at all, salivated when he saw the ox tongue cake, and said, "Wow! It smells so good! Try it!"

The ox tongue cakes made by his son, Yang Jian didn't want to give them to anyone at all, so he quickly stood up and said plausibly: "It's time for lunch, children should eat well, and you can't eat snacks before lunch."

"Jieyang duck..." King Langya bit his finger, feeling a little regretful.

Yang Jian protected the ox tongue cake, pinched a piece, the puff pastry was very oily, layered on top of each other, it almost fell off when picked up, and it would break if you were not careful, and quickly put it in your mouth...

Yang Jian's smile gradually froze when he entered the ox tongue cake. Yang Guang was a little suspicious, isn't it delicious?But Mingming Yuwen would say that the taste is exactly the same, and he made it quite successfully, so how could it not taste good?

And Yang Jian's expression doesn't look like delicious food at all.