The story of the rich and the young being tricked into farming

At the beginning of human life, the autumn wind rolled layer after layer of rose-colored sunset glow, like a splash-ink painting with bright colors.

Jing Min changed into clean clothes, washed his smoky face, picked out a few dishes that were acceptable, and ordered his servants to send them to Ye Xiaozhou's room.

When King Ning and his men brought the vegetables to Ye Xiaozhou's house, the errand servants brought the food from the Zui Mingyue restaurant. Before Chen Mengchu took the food out of the food box and put it in order, Jing Min's voice suddenly sounded outside the house. Voice: "Remove the dishes."

Ye Xiaozhou just smelled the aroma of vinegar pork ribs coming out of the lunch box, and then King Ning ruthlessly covered it up, and the servants who had just left were called back to remove all the food boxes up.

"What is the lord here for?" Ye Xiaozhou's originally peaceful face became very ugly. He didn't dare to touch a sip of tea when he went back and forth to the Compassionate Ning Palace, but when he came back, because the kitchen was always dominated by Jing Min, I haven't been able to eat a hot bite until now, and I started to protest constantly because I was so hungry, "I came back from the palace and you were angry with me, now it's all right, I won't even eat any food."

Jing Min beckoned, and the servants waiting outside the house immediately rushed in with trays of dishes, and after a while, the wooden table in Ye Xiaozhou's house was filled.

These dishes are quite decent. Before Han Xiuping lifted the lid, Ye Xiaozhou couldn't help looking forward to it, but as Han Xiuping's hands fell together, Ye Xiaozhou's expectation disappeared empty.

Sure enough, he shouldn't expect Jing Min to have any good skills.

Seeing Ye Xiaozhou staring at the dishes on the table, but he still didn't intend to put down his chopsticks, King Ning frowned and asked, "Why don't you move your chopsticks?"

Ye Xiaozhou showed embarrassment: "Today's meal looks a little different from the past..."

"That's natural. This king made it himself. The dishes you usually choose are all your favorite dishes." King Ning rarely showed a warm smile on his face, although there was more pride in it, "If you like it, From now on, whenever this king is free, he will cook for you."

After Jing Min finished speaking, he stretched out his chopsticks, intending to put a piece of shad in Ye Xiaozhou's bowl, but unexpectedly, the shad was steamed too dry by him, so he poked it with chopsticks for a long time, but not only failed to pick up a whole piece of fish. , and actually pinched it off at the waist.

Jing Min: ...

The other three people in the house: ...

Only then did Han Xiuping remember this steamed shad, because the water under the compartment was accidentally boiled dry, so the fish was not only dry, but also had a burnt smell of smoke.

However, the prince of his family has a mouth that seems to have lost his sense of taste, and he feels that everything he eats tastes the same and is acceptable, so this shad is slightly better-looking than the other boiled one because of its appearance , and was sent to Ye Xiaozhou's table.

"The steaming is a bit dry, but the taste is not bad," Jing Min forcefully stuffed the half-cut fish tail into Ye Xiaozhou's bowl, "Try it."

Ye Xiaozhou cast a look of help to Han Xiuping who was standing behind King Ning, Han Xiuping immediately understood, but he could only return a helpless expression.

"I...I don't have a good appetite today." Ye Xiaozhou said slowly, but there were two silent "grunt" sounds in his belly, which immediately exposed his lie up.

Before King Ning could get angry, Ye Xiaozhou frowned, picked up half of the fish in the porcelain bowl heroically as if he was going to die, and then took a small bite, showing an uncontrollable expression on his face. The indescribable expression and the burnt smell almost captivated his spirit.

"Isn't it delicious?" Prince Pianning picked up the other half of the fish without knowing it, bit off most of it in one bite, and then swallowed it expressionlessly, "Well... the taste is not good, but the taste is also delicious. Not too bad."

Ye Xiaozhou couldn't imagine how King Ning swallowed that thing without changing his face. What else could mean that the taste is not too bad?

He couldn't help asking: "Then according to the prince, what do you think tastes bad?"

Jing Min, however, seemed to be stumped by this question. He thought about it for a long time. In his impression, there is no distinction between good food and bad food. As long as it can be called food, it is all can eat.

In his eyes, the dishes he made today can obviously be classified as food, and because he cooks it himself, it adds another layer on top of being edible. The overall evaluation is that it is still good. Not bad.

King Ning thought for a long time, and Ye Xiaozhou stared at him for a long time, and finally he heard Jing Min slowly spit out a sentence: "This king has never eaten food with a bad taste."

Then Jing Min thoughtfully picked up a piece of chicken leg for Ye Xiaozhou, the whole chicken was stewed so soft by Jing Min, just by looking at it with the naked eye, its appearance was passable.

So Ye Xiaozhou took another sip without giving up, but he didn't taste the slightest bit of chicken flavor. The bitter taste of the medicinal materials in it had completely soaked into the meat.

"Bah bah bah..."

King Ning couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He tasted a big piece himself, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it: "Why don't you like it? I tasted this chicken, but it was better than the steamed shad."

Ye Xiaozhou pushed the bowl forward and refused to eat any more.

"My lord's tongue must be for the long-term." Ye Xiaozhou took the tea Chen Mengchu handed over to rinse his mouth, and then touched his body, but did not find a handkerchief, "Mengchu, where is the handkerchief?"

Chen Mengchu looked distressed, and reminded softly: "The handkerchief that was sent to the laundry room yesterday has not been returned, and the handkerchief that I prepared before has been thrown away. The servant girl went to the laundry room to ask in the afternoon. They all reasoned that the handkerchief hadn't been washed well."

King Ning asked with a half-smile, "Isn't the embroidered handkerchief this king gave you unused?"

After speaking, he raised his eyes and gave Chen Mengchu a wink: "Go and take it out and use it."

Chen Mengchu immediately turned around, took out the poorly embroidered handkerchief from the shining brocade box on the dressing table, and gave it to Ye Xiaozhou.

The water marks on the corners of Ye Xiaozhou's lips were almost dry, but seeing Jing Min's burning gaze, he had to wipe it off symbolically.

Seeing that he had finally used the embroidered handkerchief he had given him, King Ning finally felt at ease and smiled even more.

"..." Ye Xiaozhou had to suspect that the recent loss of handkerchiefs and the laundry room's delay in delivering the washed handkerchiefs were all deliberate calculations by Prince Ning.

Jing Minfu picked up two slightly mushy bamboo shoots and fried pork with chopsticks, and then asked casually: "If you really don't like the dishes I cook, I will send someone to send them to the people in the West Pavilion. Miss Miaolian."

Ye Xiaozhou put down his chopsticks as if relieved: "Then please ask the prince to send someone to deliver it to her."

"You..." King Ning didn't see the reaction he wanted to see from Ye Xiaozhou, his face changed suddenly, and suddenly he dropped his chopsticks with a cold face.

The words came to his lips, but Jing Min couldn't speak.

Do you really take this king to heart?

No matter how it sounds, it sounds like she is acting like a baby, so hypocritical and embarrassing.

"Han Xiuping," Jing Min stood up, with a dark face, and said in a low voice, "Send someone to dump all of these."

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

Han Xiuping turned to Ye Xiaozhou: "These dishes... the princess can figure it out."

After speaking, he hurriedly caught up with King Ning.

Jing Min stepped out of the yard, kicked several potted plants to vent his anger along the way, until he walked to the rock garden outside the courtyard, Jing Min calmed down a little.

"I have put so much thought into this dinner, but I wish I could give it to someone else," King Ning said through gritted teeth, "I really want to cut his chest open to see what evil intentions are inside. Rotten lungs."

Han Xiuping followed closely behind him, lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "Now that the princess has a body, she is naturally more picky about food."

Jing Min paced back and forth in the rock garden: "This king is not angry that he is not used to this king's cooking, it's just... the food that this king has kindly cooked for him alone, how can he just give it to others? What about others? Not even half a word of retention, what is this?"

Relying on the fact that he was standing behind Jing Min, Han Xiuping laughed silently.

Before Ye Xiaozhou married and came to the palace, Han Xiuping had never seen King Ning in such a moment of despair and helplessness. I think what the Buddhists said is right, karma, Ye Xiaozhou is the fruit of Jing Min, it is his retribution.

"In the future, even if he begs me to cook, I will never cook for him again."

Han Xiuping grinned even wider.

It just so happened that Jing Min turned around at this time, and met Han Xiuping's eyes. Han Xiuping's smile froze on his face, and then he forcibly suppressed the smile, and then he let out a hiccup.

"What are you laughing at?" King Ning frowned at him, "You think this king is funny?"

Han Xiuping held back his laughter until tears were about to fall, but he still begged for mercy solemnly: "Your Highness misunderstood, this subordinate is laughing at himself."

The two of them walked around the rock garden for quite a while, when Han Xiuping suddenly heard Jing Min, who was walking in front, ask softly again: "Is my king's cooking really that bad?"

"Your Highness wants to hear the truth?" Han Xiuping asked.

"nature."

"Your Highness, that is by no means unpalatable," Han Xiuping boldly said, "It is very, quite, very hard to swallow..."

Before he could finish his sentence, King Ning kicked him into the lotus pond beside the rockery.

In the current season, the lotus in the pond has all withered, only the withered brown lotus pods are left hanging upside down in the pond.

The pool was not deep, but it was only up to the waist of a person, but the bottom was covered with soft and wet mud. Han guard struggled in the mud for a long time, and was very embarrassed when he climbed out of the pool.

King Ning stood by the pool with his hands behind his back, and said condescendingly, "I promise you to answer again."

Han Xiuping was afraid that he would kick him into the pool again, so he didn't dare to tell the truth anymore, so he could only flatter him: "Your Highness's craftsmanship is naturally excellent."

"Well," Jing Min said in a slow voice, "don't throw away those dishes. This king rewards you. You are limited to finish eating within tonight, and you are not allowed to leave any leftover."

Han Xiuping: ...