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Hawthorn ripens late, and some fresh hawthorn can be bought this season.Luo Qingqiu and Feng Siyu bought some and prepared rock candy.

Candied haws are exactly Luo Qingqiu's new idea.

According to legend, candied haws was made by an emperor in the Southern Song Dynasty in order to cure his concubine's loss of appetite.The time difference is not much, and there is no obstacle in the ingredients.Luo Qingqiu has been a cook for so long and has some experience. It is not difficult to make syrup.

When Luo Qingqiu was in modern times, he liked to eat candied haws.I like to eat the sugar shell on the outside, and it is sweet and sour with hawthorn.It's just that the Northern Song Dynasty didn't have it yet. It's been a long time, and I miss it a little, so I might as well make it myself.

Moreover, it seems that there are many images of snowmen also holding candied haws.It's better to put one in the snowman's hand, it's red and lively.

Boil rock sugar into syrup and wrap it around the skewered hawthorn.With Feng Siyu's help, candied haws were quickly made.Luo Qingqiu called Zhan Zhao to taste it.

Zhan Zhao looked at this thing and found it very novel.After all, when candied haws were invented in the Southern Song Dynasty, they were not strung together.

"Try it." Luo Qingqiu said.She had tasted it herself, it was the taste in her memory.

Zhan Zhao picked up a bunch and bit off a hawthorn.Although he doesn't like sweets, the candied haws are sweet and sour, and he also thinks it's delicious.

"It's delicious." Zhan Zhao said sincerely.

"That's good." Luo Qingqiu smiled, "Give a bunch to the snowman, it must look good."

Zhan Zhao imagined the scene, Hawthorn seemed to be more prosperous than Hongmei, so he nodded.

Luo Qingqiu inserted a bunch of candied haws into the snowman's "hand" and looked at it with satisfaction.

His hands were a little stiff from the cold, Luo Qingqiu breathed into his palms.

Zhan Zhao admired the snowman, and felt that it was cuter with candied haws.

Suddenly a yamen servant came and said, "Master Zhan, Lord Wang Yiwang is here to visit, my lord, please come over."

Zhan Zhao greeted Luo Qingqiu and Feng Siyu and followed the yamen messenger to the front hall.

Feng Siyu asked Luo Qingqiu: "Who is Lord Wang Yi?"

Luo Qingqiu shook his head: "I don't know, it should be the first time I have come to Kaifeng Mansion."

The two of them didn't care too much about who Lord Wang was, they had nothing to do today, so they just went for a stroll in the street.

After wandering around for half a day and returning to the mansion, just in time for Mr. Wang to go out from Kaifeng mansion, besides the young servant, there is also a young man in extraordinary clothes behind him.

That young man looked extraordinary, his brows and eyes were full of literary spirit, Luo Qingqiu couldn't help but take another look.

Zhan Zhao saw that Luo Qingqiu was looking at it seriously, and said: "That is Mr. Wang's son, not as weak as the crown, named Anshi."

Luo Qingqiu was stunned: "Wang... Anshi?!"

Feng Siyu also reacted: "Wang Anshi?!"

Zhan Zhao was taken aback when he saw the strong reaction of the two of them, and asked inexplicably, "It's Wang Anshi, what's wrong?"

Luo Qingqiu shook his head to himself: "I can't believe it. It turns out that special people can be seen at a glance."

"Special person?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled.

Luo Qingqiu lowered his voice: "Master Zhan, do you still remember the poem I told you at this time last year, 'A few plums in the corner of the wall'?"

Zhan Zhao thought for a while, and said, "That poem is so good, I naturally remember it. You also said at the time that the person who wrote the poem will...do it in the future?"

Luo Qingqiu nodded: "It is this prince."

"It turned out to be like this. Master Wang also said today that he wanted Mr. Wang to take the imperial examination. Now that I think about it, he must be able to get the title on the gold list."

Feng Siyu didn't know what the fate of Wang Anshi was, but he knew that he was very powerful and wrote many poems to memorize. Although he couldn't say a word or two now, it was still amazing to see a real person.

Seeing Zhan Zhao's affirmation of himself, Luo Qingqiu suddenly thought of something, and said, "Master Zhan, do you now fully believe that we come from different places?"

Zhan Zhao was startled, thinking about what he said just now, and never thought about it. He just felt that since Luo Qingqiu said what would happen to this person in the future, so would it be.In this way, did I really believe that they came from 1000 years later?

It does seem to be the case.For Luo Qingqiu, he seemed to have completely trusted him.But before he and Luo Qingqiu, nothing seemed to happen, but after getting acquainted gradually, he naturally chose to trust her.

Zhan Zhao couldn't help recalling his reaction to Luo Qingqiu when he met Luo Qingqiu for the first time.Although I suppressed that feeling at the time, I still remember it clearly.Zhan Zhao wanted to describe Luo Qingqiu's expression at that time as "crying with joy".But he didn't know what she was happy about and what she was crying about.As for myself at that time, how can I describe that feeling?Is it a reunion after a long absence?Is it lost and found?So what else is he, and what is he missing?

Zhan Zhao didn't know when he would be able to solve these doubts.But now he has confirmed that Luo Qingqiu is a good girl.

Time flies, and it is another Spring Festival.The Spring Festival is over and the weather is getting warmer.

This spring is beautiful.The little milk cat picked up in Kaifeng Mansion in winter has grown a lot, and Zhan Zhao is still raising it. Luo Qingqiu and Feng Siyu named it "Snowman" because they picked it up when they were making snowmen. .Moreover, with Feng Siyu's company, Luo Qingqiu became more interested in viewing flowers and trees.

On this day, with Feng Siyu and Luo Qingqiu, they went to the outskirts of Kaifeng to enjoy the first blooming magnolias.A large piece of magnolia, with a few pink flowers in the middle, resembles the delicate skin of a young girl.

The two girls were having fun when suddenly a government servant from Kaifeng Mansion hurried over to Luo Qingqiu and said anxiously: "Miss Luo! You should go back to Kaifeng Mansion!"

Luo Qingqiu was at a loss: "What happened?" She, the cook, would not be responsible for anything.

"...The one is here, calling for you."

who?Luo Qingqiu reacted for a while, and combined with the look of the yamen servant, he guessed that it was probably Renzong.

Although Luo Qingqiu and Renzong made friends last time, Renzong is the emperor, and he can't run outside the palace every day.So in fact, they haven't seen each other since.

This time Renzong ran out of the palace again, and he really remembered having such a friend as himself.

But Renzong was his friend, and even the emperor, Luo Qingqiu still didn't dare to neglect, and hurried back to Kaifeng mansion.

Feng Siyu left first, Luo Qingqiu rushed back to Kaifeng mansion, Renzong sat in the flower hall drinking tea calmly, not in a hurry.It seems that the burning atmosphere was brought out by the yamen servants.

Luo Qingqiu didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he saluted anyway.

Renzong waved his hand and asked Luo Qingqiu to come and sit down.

Luo Qingqiu went to sit down and saw several plates of dim sum in front of Renzong, eating deliciously.

"I finally left the palace, do you have anything to bring me to play with?" Renzong asked Luo Qingqiu.

Luo Qingqiu was speechless, he didn't hang out in the market every day, how could there be so much to play with?Moreover, Renzong said so directly this time that he is out to play, is it really good?

Racking his brains, Luo Qingqiu tentatively asked: "How about... let's play flower rope?"

Renzong looked puzzled: "Turn... what?"

Luo Qingqiu felt that using this should be able to send Renzong away. After all, it is a new thing, so he said: "Just use a rope to make different tricks. It is more fun to play with two people."

Luo Qingqiu's words were so general, Renzong naturally couldn't understand.Luo Qingqiu found a long rope, tied a knot at both ends, and put it on Renzong's hand.

When her finger touched Renzong's hand, Luo Qingqiu obviously felt that he was a little embarrassed, and suddenly realized that a man and a woman could not kiss each other, and it was not appropriate for her to play with Renzong.But she has said everything, so it's not easy to go back on her word at this time, and she doesn't care about it.So it continued.

Putting the rope on Renzong's hand, Luo Qingqiu turned it over for him to see first, and then said: "That's it, you find a way to turn it into your own hand, and if you can't let the rope unravel, you'd better come up with some new tricks. "

There was light in Renzong's eyes: "This is fun, I haven't played it before." He didn't want Luo Qingqiu to take him out for a walk, and devoted himself to studying the flower rope.

It is impossible to test when the flower rope was invented in modern times.But now it seems that the Northern Song Dynasty has not yet.Renzong is full of curiosity about new things.

Naturally, as a novice, it is natural to fail repeatedly at the beginning.In fact, Luo Qingqiu is not very proficient at playing. She has not caught up with the era of poor entertainment life. The era of turning flower rope has tended to decline. What she mastered was playing with classmates in elementary school. the ones that come out.However, after Luo Qingqiu showed Renzong a few more complicated translation methods, Renzong, as a generation of Mingjun, was even a smart person. He drew inferences from one instance and developed several tricks that Luo Qingqiu had never seen before.

Luo Qingqiu felt a little admiration for Renzong, and even more admiration for the wisdom of the ancients.

After spending a long time with Renzong on the flower rope, Renzong finally left with a lot of satisfaction.

Only this time, after sending Renzong away, Luo Qingqiu heard some gossip.

I also blame myself. It's not good for Renzong to play, but to play with the flower rope.The constant exchange of fingers seems to be too intimate.Luo Qingqiu thought it was nothing, but others didn't think so.

Moreover, with the contact, everyone in the Kaifeng mansion could also feel that Luo Qingqiu's temperament was quite different from that of ordinary cooks, more like she was from a famous family.Therefore, some extremely bored people began to spread gossip about Renzong and Luo Qingqiu.

Rumors are always spreading more and more evil.When it reached Feng Siyu's ears, it had already become "Renzong intends to make Luo Qingqiu his concubine".

Feng Siyu was taken aback. Of course she knew that this was nonsense, but the words had spread like this. Luo Qingqiu could no longer hold the attitude of "the clearer cleans himself", and had to come forward to clarify.

Feng Siyu persuaded Luo Qingqiu to find a way to tell everyone that she and Renzong are just friends.Luo Qingqiu didn't want these people to spread rumors anymore, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he couldn't shout it on the street, right?

When Zhan Zhao heard about this, he also reminded Luo Qingqiu that he should come forward and clarify.It's just that Luo Qingqiu has no choice but to wait for the rumors to dissipate with the hope that "the rumors will stop with the wise".

Fortunately, this so-called rumor did not last too long.Because a perceptive person could spot something flickering in Luo Qingqiu's eyes looking at Zhan Zhao. In comparison, Tong Renzong's flower rope seemed so insignificant, so it was no longer passed on.

As for Zhan Zhao's relationship, in most people's eyes, it was something that should not be mentioned, so no one would gossip about it.

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