Kaifeng House Small Dining Table

"Did the third son buy the Tianji Sword from Wangyou Pavilion?" Zhan Zhao was surprised and asked how he bought it.

"I have nothing to do when I have nothing to do. I like to collect some strange things. Last month, a strange person came and said that there was a good thing for sale. After I saw it, I thought it was good and I wanted to buy it. People in Youge know that I like to collect things. If I don’t ask where I came from, the price will be cheaper for me. I don’t like to ask more when I buy things. this deal."

After Pang Yanqing finished explaining, he smiled at Zhao Hanyan, his face suddenly turned red the next moment, then he lowered his head to cover his mouth and coughed violently several times.

Wang Chen hurriedly comforted Pang Yanqing: "My lord, you should go and rest, you shouldn't see guests in such a condition today."

"Do you have any cough medicine?" Zhao Hanyan asked.

Wangchen nodded, "I ate it, but it didn't work. I didn't even eat my meal this morning because my throat hurt from coughing."

"How can you do without eating? If you are hungry, your body will become weaker and weaker. How can you get better quickly? Let's cook some pear porridge for him. It can relieve cough and warm stomach." Zhao Hanyan suggested.

"Sydney porridge? Okay, I'll order it now, thank you for reminding me." Wang Chen said and left.

Pang Yanqing hurriedly thanked Zhao Hanyan: "Please take care of me. Look at all the people who serve me, but no one cares so much for me. Think about these things. Don't look at the servants in the Grand Master's Mansion. They seem to be more polite than other places They are obedient, but everyone is scared out of their wits, they are careful in doing things, and only do what they should do. There are rules, but people's hearts are gone, which only makes people feel that this mansion is cold and has no human feelings at all."

"But looking at the third son's residence, it can be seen that the grand master and his wife love you very much. Don't take it too seriously. I think Wang Chen is extremely loyal to you." Zhan Zhao persuaded.

"Wangchen is good, but he's the only one. As for the love of my parents, I'd rather not. Have you seen my elder brother? That's the end of being loved by them."

Pang Yanqing coughed lightly and continued.

"You must have never seen my elder brother get up like a jerk. I have seen with my own eyes that five twenty-eight girls who were bought or robbed stood in front of the pond, with sauce jars, vinegar jars, and oil jars on their heads. What did you say? To play 'five-color heads', he would take arrows from a distance and shoot the vats above the girls' heads. He had never practiced archery, so he was not allowed to do so. The shot made the girl covered in black sauce, and she was going to take off her clothes and throw it into the water."

"It's too much!" Zhan Zhao knew that Pang Yu was doing a lot of evil, but now hearing Pang Yanqing's detailed explanation, he still couldn't help being angry.

"More than that. I couldn't see it at the time, so I went to stop him. He didn't want to. Since then, our brothers have turned against each other. Although we have the same father and mother, we haven't spoken to him for nearly five years.

Last time I suddenly said to you that my elder brother should be damned, after thinking about it, it might bother you.So this time you are here, I want to explain to you.When I think of him in the past five years, I will blame myself, regret why I didn't take the arrow and shoot him to death, and let him live to kill so many people now. A helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of Pang Yanqing's mouth.

Zhan Zhao persuaded Pang Yanqing not to blame himself. Although he hated the wicked and wanted to get rid of them every time he saw them, he understood Pang Yanqing's situation.Pang Yanqing was only a little old five years ago, but it was not easy for a child in his early ten years old to stand up and criticize his own elder brother, not to mention that he was still in poor health.

It's even more impossible to ask him to go to the government to sue his elder brother, after all, blood is thicker than water.What's more, with Pang Taishi's snobbishness at the time, even if Pang Yanqing really sued, the Taishi would find a reason to pull him back, and in the end he would not sue because of insufficient evidence.

Thinking about how helpless Pang Yanqing should be at that time.Inexplicably, Zhan Zhao feels sorry for Pang Yanqing, such an upright and clean person was born in such a dirty place like Pang's residence.Identity and bloodlines are things that are born with and cannot be shaken off, and they cannot be shaken off at all.

"Others are dead, and the matter is over, so don't think about it."

Zhao Hanyan seemed to see Pang Yanqing three years ago, a thin boy with clear eyes but world-weary thoughts because of his family.When he confides his troubles, his eyes will be half-closed and look forward without focus, and his thick eyelashes are always shaking and shaking.

When Pang Yanqing mentioned his elder brother just now, his expression was exactly the same as back then.

"You don't have to hate your elder brother, let alone blame yourself, just let the matter pass, and just don't think about it. Kaifeng Mansion has dealt with your elder brother's affairs according to the law, and the world will judge whether he is good or bad. You don't have to blame yourself for it , You were only young at the time, and that is not something you can change at all. In short, you should focus on the present moment and recover from your illness first."

Zhao Hanyan has studied psychology, so he is naturally very aware that the hatred brought about by this kind of blood and family relationship will generate a lot of negative energy on the person himself.Pang Yanqing was already in poor health, and if he over-thought about it, it would be even worse.

Pang Yanqing listened intently to Zhao Hanyan's words, then nodded obediently.

"What does the person who calls himself Wangyou Pavilion look like? Will he come again?"

Pang Yanqing shook his head, "His facial features are not unusual, he is about the same height as me, and he talks briskly. He didn't say what his name or surname is, but he said that if there is any baby in the future, he will take the initiative to come to me."

"Then when he comes to you next time, can you inform Kaifeng Mansion and help us catch him?" Zhao Hanyan asked tentatively.

Zhan Zhaowen looked at Pang Yanqing with a bit of worry, Wangyou Pavilion's reputation in the Jianghu was quite famous, it was said that they could kill anyone they wanted, so he was really worried that Pang Yanqing would be afraid of this and would not agree to them.

"Of course." Pang Yanqing kept his eyes on Zhao Hanyan, and answered very simply.

Zhan Zhao laughed, and replaced wine with tea, respecting Pang Yanqing as a man.

Wangchen came back in a hurry, with an embarrassed expression on his face, he didn't know whether to speak or not, in short, he had a restrained expression on his face.

"Is there something secret you want to tell your son? Brother Zhan and I will avoid it." Zhao Hanyan got up to leave.

"Yes... it's the cook, she has never heard of Sydney porridge, so she doesn't know how to make it." Wangchen said angrily.

"It's normal if you don't know, I'll tell you how to do it, it's very simple." Zhao Hanyan received a look from Zhan Zhao, and immediately changed his words, "Forget it, I might as well do it myself, I don't know if the third son will dislike it ?”

Pang Yanqing sighed in surprise, "That's great. It would be a great honor for me to taste Brother Zhao Han's craftsmanship today."

Zhan Zhao quickly echoed, praising Zhao Hanyan for his excellent craftsmanship.He also briefly explained to Pang Yanqing how Zhao Hanyan worked as a cook in Kaifeng Mansion, the purpose was to convince Pang Yanqing that Zhao Hanyan's cooking skills were really good.This time, Kaifeng Mansion sold a good deal to Pang Yanqing, and hoped that he would keep his promise in the future and really help them with the matter of Wangyou Pavilion.

Pang Yanqing looked at Zhao Hanyan more softly, and thanked her repeatedly.

Zhao Hanyan then went to the kitchen with Wang Chen, because she had searched the kitchen last time when the missing Qin case was investigated, and she was already familiar with the situation of the kitchen in Yanhuo Pavilion.Now there is a cook to help, and Sydney porridge is very simple, so it is smooth and easy to make.

Because of Pang Yanqing's poor appetite, the kitchen had already prepared a casserole to cook porridge.In this way, it saves more time. Zhao Hanyan just uses this casserole porridge that is almost boiled, and continues to add two ingredients.

The most famous Cangxi pear in the Song Dynasty is selected. This kind of pear has a large core and a small core. The meat is tender, juicy, and especially crispy and sweet.When the dark yellow peel is peeled off, a lot of juicy water will flow down, showing the degree of juiciness.

Cut the shaved white and tender pulp into small cubes and put it in the pot, boil it for a while until the pears are soft but not rotten, and the taste has completely infiltrated into the porridge, then add wolfberries and rock sugar, cover it and suffocate it for a while and it’s done .

Bingtang Xueli relieves cough and clears heat, and is mild in nature. The boiled rice porridge is very suitable for people with weak stomach and intestines.

Zhao Hanyan put the porridge into a white porcelain bowl. The square-shaped pear and white rice porridge are very innocent when mixed together. It looks light and refreshing. He used chopsticks to fiddle with a few bright red wolfberries in the middle of the porridge. The contrast between red and white It's simple, but a little refined.

Zhao Hanyan waited until the porridge was warm before serving it to Pang Yanqing. When she returned to the Yanhuo Pavilion, Pang Yanqing was talking and laughing with Zhan Zhao. It seemed that the two had a good chat.

Pang Yanqing smelled the aroma of porridge, looked back at Zhao Hanyan with a smile, and sighed that this was the most fragrant porridge he had ever smelled since he was a child, and it was also the most beautiful porridge.

"Third Young Master, please stop praising me. I still know how much I weigh. But I am still learning. I believe that in another year or so, my skills will improve by leaps and bounds." Zhao Hanyan said confidently.

Pang Yanqing looked down at the rice porridge in the bowl happily, "I never thought you could cook, you must have a good taste."

Zhan Zhao thought that Pang Yanqing lamented that Zhao Hanyan was both a catcher and a cook, so he felt that Pang Yanqing's lamentation was normal, so he responded with a smile.

However, Zhao Hanyan felt that Pang Yanqing seemed to be talking about her identity as the princess, so she still had doubts in her heart.

But when she went to investigate and went to see Pang Yanqing, she felt that the way he looked back at her was normal, and she didn't reveal any other information.

Pang Yanqing immediately took a mouthful of the snow-white porridge with a snow-white spoon and put it in his mouth.The heat of the porridge is just right, the rice is full of fragrance, and it has been boiled almost until soft. As long as you sip it lightly, the pear and rice will all melt in your mouth.There is also a rich pear fragrance in the porridge, which is very tender and soft. When it slides from the throat into the stomach, it does not feel hard to swallow at all. It is really suitable for people suffering from cough.

Although Pang Yanqing couldn't eat due to illness, he was actually very hungry.Now after swallowing a mouthful of porridge, all the hunger was stimulated, making him drink two bowls in a row.

In fact, it was just light and sweet porridge. When Pang Yanqing drank it, it became very sweet, very sweet, very sweet, and the sweetness and warmth reached his stomach and even his heart.

"Excellent drink."

Pang Yanqing said in his heart: I still want to eat more, but I can't use it too much. This body is too bad, otherwise I will have a stomachache when I turn around.

The heartfelt words were as simple as that, and there was nothing wrong with them, and Zhao Hanyan heard nothing else.

After Pang Yanqing controlled himself to put down the bowl, he would naturally not miss the leftover porridge, so he gave Wangchen a wink and told him to keep his porridge, but don't throw away the leftovers like before.You can continue to drink it when you are waiting for dinner, and you will keep a bowl tomorrow morning.The longer he drinks, the happier he will be.

"Since the third son is unwell, we won't bother you any more. I'll see you another day." Zhao Hanyan and Zhan Zhao then bid farewell to Pang Yanqing.

Pang Yan smiled warmly and watched them off.

After Wang Chen sent Zhao Hanyan and Zhan Zhao to the gate of the mansion, he hurried back to inform Pang Yanqing.The smile on the corner of Pang Yanqing's mouth was restrained at this time, and his face was stern.

His chest suddenly twitched, and Pang Yanqing frowned fiercely.

Seeing this, Wangchen panicked and asked his young master what happened.

Stewed white rice with snow pears in rock sugar is hard to know.

It was just an accidental night-by-candle conversation three years ago, and Pang Yanqing couldn't figure out why he had such an obsession in his heart.With a sigh, he clutched his chest and coughed violently.

"My lord!" Wang Chen patted Pang Yanqing's back lightly.

"Go get that medicine."

After Pang Yanqing took the medicine, his mood improved a lot, and he was about to take a rest when he heard a report that Grand Master Pang had come.

"Father." Pang Yanqing called softly.

Grand Master Pang saw that his son wanted to salute him, so he went to help him immediately so that he didn't have to.

"Your elder brother has already passed away. You have to take good care of my body. Don't make any troubles. Otherwise, your mother and I will not be able to bear it." Grand Master Pang sighed slowly, not as fierce as before. A lot older.

"I'm fine." Pang Yanqing said.

"Are you taking your medicine on time?"

"It will be delicious."

"By the way, do you still have thoughts about Princess Pingkang?" Grand Master Pang asked.

Pang Yanqing looked at Grand Master Pang in puzzlement: "Why did father suddenly ask this?"

"I heard that Prince Dali once again asked the Holy Lord to marry Princess Pingkang. If you really like her, you should make a decision earlier. Princess Pingkang is not someone else, and it may not be yours if it is too late. While your father is still strong, no one dares to refuse this marriage."

"No, I won't marry." Pang Yanqing immediately refused.

Grand Master Pang sighed, but did not force him.

After coming out of the Yanhuo Pavilion, Grand Master Pang went back to his wife Zheng's room.

Seeing his sad face, Mrs. Zheng understood what was going on, and asked him, "Have you gone to see Qing'er?"

"En." Grand Master Pang then told Zheng Shi the conversation between the two, "I don't understand why he refuses such a good thing every time."

"This child is too considerate of others. He really likes Princess Pingkang, so he refuses like this."

"I don't understand why you say that. Since you really like it, why refuse?"

"In his heart, he was willing to do so. The reason why he said he was unwilling was because he was afraid that he would not be able to get over that hurdle. He was afraid that he would not be able to handle it physically. If he got engaged early, it would harm Princess Pingkang's life for the rest of his life." Mrs. Zheng As he spoke, he burst into tears, lamenting that his son was too considerate, and thinking about the death of his eldest son Pang Yu.Mrs. Zheng begged Taishi Pang to make plans for Pang Yanqing, as long as Pang Yanqing passed his birthday next year, he and Princess Kang could be married.

"Of course I will try my best to fulfill the matter of my son, but I am afraid that this year will change rapidly, and my words may not carry as much weight as they do now." Grand Master Pang sighed, "It's better to make a decision now."

"Don't, this kid has a strong temper, we can't force him. Last time when he was in a hurry, he almost..."

"Forget it, let nature take its course, maybe I'm worrying too much." Grand Master Pang told Zheng not to think too much, just take good care of his son.