Bold, how dare you break Ben Hou

After Qingzhi was "invited" by Gu Jixiu to leave, he never had a chance to speak with him alone.

When Sheng Jia returned to court, the team naturally twisted into a dragon again, but this time Qingzhi was not arranged to share a carriage with Gu Jixiu——and he was not able to follow him, because Behind Gu Jixiu's carriage was the carriage of Princess Mu Na of Xiliang.

As for Qingzhi, he was arranged to be at the end, walking with the cooks who were responsible for the meals of the accompanying team.

Every night when camping, Qingzhi would sigh at the pile of black smoke rising in front of him, Gu Xiaoge is really small-minded!

Didn't he just smile while he was talking?Doesn't he often sneer at him?Why did he demote him to go with the comrades in the cooking class?

He sighed and squatted on the ground watching the cooks cooking, chatting with everyone without saying a word, when he suddenly heard Lao Meng beside someone surprised: "Oh my god, isn't this Fu Dutong? You are so here?"

Qingzhi's foot slipped and he almost didn't sit on the ground.

Standing up awkwardly, he saw Fu Yanxin standing in front of him with a sword in his hand.

Clapping the ashes on his hands, Qingzhi smiled awkwardly: "Why are you here?"

What Qingzhi likes most about Fu Yanxin is that he will never be the same as Gu Jixiu or Fang Lansheng. Even if he sees Qingzhi's slightly embarrassed appearance, he will not deliberately bring it up, so that his old face will not be put aside. .

He raised the corner of his mouth and replied, "Just now I changed shifts with Gao Fei, and I have nothing to do, so I came to have a look."

Qing Zhiwu responded, snatched a few fried chestnuts from Lao Meng's pot, and handed them over like offering treasures, "Try it, this is the method I taught them, don't just throw the soup when you pick up the chestnuts." Roll in, how delicious this sugar-fried chestnut is!"

Fu Yanxin didn't dare to reach out to take it, and finally Qingzhi took his hand and forced the chestnut into his hand before giving up.

But it's not over yet, Fu Yanxin held the chestnut blankly, and immediately understood Qingzhi's thoughts, feeling a little embarrassed.Glancing at the cooks who were looking here with their spoons in their hands, they finally showed their teeth and began to peel the chestnuts.

Qingzhi also smiled with satisfaction and said no more.

The two then chatted casually, which were nothing more than ordinary words, and within half an hour, Fu Yanxin said goodbye and left.Qingzhi sat back on the ground and looked at Fu Yanxin's back. For no reason, he thought of Fang Lansheng's words about stabbing Qingzhi's heart with a knife, and the person in front of Gu Jixiu, and sighed repeatedly.

When Lao Meng saw it, he jumped over like a grasshopper.

In the past few days, these cooks and Qingzhi are also familiar. They have only heard that the young prince of Xinyang from Baili's family is arrogant and domineering, but seeing him now, it's not like that. Naturally, I am happy to get acquainted with him.

"Hey, my little lord, this Fu Dutong really has something to do with you?" Lao Meng had a big belly, and he looked like he was eating a lot of oil and water in the kitchen.But he was cooking for the emperor anyway, and he still had some skills, so he slid a circle of fried cakes under Qingzhi's nose and successfully attracted him.

Qingzhi opened his mouth spinelessly and took a bite. The deep-fried pastry was just right, and the fragrance was overflowing.

He glanced at Lao Meng, and snorted through his nose: "He is the emperor's Imperial Imperial Guard, and this Marquis is a fourth-rank official and Lord Marquis personally appointed by the emperor. We are all colleagues of superiors and subordinates, can't we?"

"However, Lord Hou, I seem to have heard that someone from your house is here—" A kind colleague immediately stepped forward behind him and told him, "Master Fang from Honglu Temple."

"Oh, that's right, Mr. Fang, isn't there still a Mr. Fang living in your house? Tsk tsk, there is only one pit in an ordinary person's house, and it is hard enough to raise a radish! Fortunately, you have a radish planted at home. There is a radish, and I want to pull another one back... These two radish seedlings seem to be the best varieties, if you plant this one, the other one will wither, what are you going to do!"

Qingzhi stared at Lao Meng with round eyes, and in a few moments put his arms around his shoulders with tears in his eyes and pretended to cry, "Old Meng, you are a hero!" Save him to explain.

"If there are more than two radish seedlings... you say brother, what should I do?"

Lao Mengxia pressed Qingzhi on the saddle, pulled out a long pipe from his back, and made a deep puff: "Little Lord, in fact, sometimes, you people above you don't understand what we little people think. Actually, if you take good care of these radish seedlings, don’t let them die. There is only one pit, but that radish seedling is not a precious thing. Tell me, why don't you just plant this plant today and that plant tomorrow, although there will always be uneven distribution, but you won't die in the end, and everyone is happy."

"That's what I said, but the trouble after the uneven distribution came out! I can't bear to let the three radish seedlings grow crooked..."

"Little Lord, everyone has a time to be coquettish!" Another exclamation, Lao Meng's master Xing Ye (Xing Ye, kaka XD), who was named the chef god by Qing Zhi, did not know when he appeared.Lao Meng hurriedly moved away from his seat, passed the pipe over, and said flatteringly, "Master, why are you here?"

Master Xing didn't bother to talk to him, he was over ninety years old, but his body was still strong, Qingzhi heard that this old man had cooked for Brother Gu and his family all his life, so it can be said that Brother Gu just drank the rice he made Grew up.

"Young master! The old man understood from the sidelines. How can there be such a happy thing in life? If you want to bury three radishes in a pit, don't think that all three radishes will give you growth." Grow up! You always have to give up one. If you want to live, don’t talk about those calves. Whoever grows crooked will grow well. This is life; if you only want to bury a carrot, don’t worry about the others. Don’t hesitate! How can it be difficult to choose? When you close your eyes, what comes to mind first in your winter melon-like head, that’s what it is!” After finishing speaking, Master Xing even tapped his head with a pipe .

Lao Meng was frightened looking at it, Qingzhi was a lord no matter what, how could he treat him like this?Hastily reminded: "Master..."

Master Xing slapped him backhanded again, raised his eyebrows and blew his beard, and said, "What are you shouting for! Isn't your master qualified to knock on the head of the young master?"

It's just that Qingzhi bowed to Master Xing again and again: "Yes, yes, Master Xing taught me the lesson."

It is easy to say, but difficult to do.There is a pimple in my heart, how can it be so easy to get rid of?

Master Xing also understood this truth, got up slowly, smoked a cigarette and walked: "The old man advises you, young master, this life is full of seas, and life is already very good. The love and hatred in this world, he has nothing to do with it." Not only is it haunting you, but sometimes, you don’t want to seriously think about it, eat a piece of fried cake and drink a bowl of porridge, this matter, hey, he suddenly figured it out! Little Mencius, go at night Stew some lotus seed soup for the young master to relieve the fire, this autumn is high and dry, let him calm down and think about things."

Qingzhi also stood up and sighed - Jiang is still old and spicy!

Watching Master Xing walk away, Lao Meng also leaned closer, grasping all gossip spirits, trying to figure out who the third radish seedling is when Qingzhi is dizzy by what Master Xing said at this time.

Qing Zhibai glanced at him, just stretched out his hand to bring the fried cake over, sat back on the Maza, waved to Liu Fu in the distance, Lao Meng knew that this matter could not be asked any further,

[The author has something to say: Today, two chapters will be updated together. 】