border cook

The next day Jiang Yanyi got up and saw pomegranates falling all over the yard, she was dumbfounded.

She and Okra stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"How strong is the wind to blow down half a tree of pomegranates?" Okra raised her head and stared blankly at the pomegranate trees on the other side of the courtyard wall.

And does this wind only blow pomegranates?

Why didn't even a single leaf be scraped off?

Jiang Yanyi found that none of the pomegranates that fell on the ground were broken, as if someone picked them off on purpose and put them in the yard.

She asked suspiciously: "Could it be that someone wants to frame us?"

As a neighbor, she stole half of the pomegranates from the pomegranate tree in the yard. This ruined her reputation. Why wouldn't she be drowned by the neighbor's saliva when she opened a shop?

Jiang Yanyi was frightened by his own thoughts, so he hurriedly asked Okra to pick up the pomegranates into the bamboo basket, and carried the bamboo basket like a dog chasing him to the next door to return the pomegranates to the Duhu Mansion.

You have to lead someone behind the scenes to get the stolen goods and get rid of the suspicion before you get it!

The concierge was a little impatient when he heard the knock on the door early in the morning. He opened the door and saw that it was the little lady who came here yesterday. He immediately changed his warm expression and glanced at the half-basket of pomegranates she was holding. Puzzled: "Girl, what is this?"

Jiang Yanyi explained: "I woke up this morning and found so many pomegranates falling in the yard. My shop is next door, and it is a close neighbor to the Protectorate's Mansion. I was really terrified. I was afraid that there might be some misunderstanding, so I picked up all the pomegranates. Come and give it back."

The concierge glanced at the fresh green stem of the pomegranate, thinking of Feng Shuo's subtle attitude towards the cook yesterday, he was afraid that it might have something to do with it.

As a little concierge, he didn't dare to make decisions for his master, so he said, "Miss Lao, wait a moment, I'm going to report to the manager."

Jiang Yanyi said thank you.

Not long after, the concierge brought over a fat steward with a white face and a kind face.

The concierge said to the fat steward, "That's the girl."

Jiang Yanyi hurriedly bowed to the fat steward, as a courtesy.

Before Fuxi came, she had heard the concierge explain the ins and outs of the matter, and felt that the new neighbor was very polite. Yesterday, because two pomegranates fell in the yard, she made a plate of pastries as a gift.There were a lot of pomegranates that fell in the yard today, so I picked them up and returned them.

He originally wanted to tell the concierge directly to give the basket of pomegranates to the other party, but when the concierge said that Feng Shuo had taken away the cakes that the cook sent yesterday, Fuxi was surprised, so he decided to come over and have a look .

He saw that Jiang Yanyi was not only well-known in appearance, but also well-mannered, even if he had worked as a servant in the palace, he couldn't find any faults, so he couldn't help but think highly of him.

In this frontier land, there are girls from high-ranking officials and noble families, all of whom have wild temperaments, and there are not a few who are truly educated and courteous.

Fuxi looked at Jiang Yanyi calmly, saw the basket of pomegranates she was holding, and thought that Feng Shuo had been running to Xikuayuan for the past two days, and suddenly had a guess in his mind.

Could it be that the prince has taken a fancy to this girl?

He always treats people with a smiling face, the shades of which are hidden in his eyes, at this moment he just smiled and cupped his hands and said: "The neighbor moved here, and he hasn't congratulated him on his housewarming, so it's impolite."

As soon as he made a sound, Jiang Yanyi realized that this was a father-in-law.

"Where is it, my shop is full of trivial matters, so I didn't come to visit the house earlier." Jiang Yan smiled just right, neither too flattering nor too unfamiliar: "Today's visit to bother you is to return this basket Pomegranate."

Jiang Yanyi said and handed the basket forward.

Seeing that she was well-behaved, and her speech and behavior were quite decent, Fu Xi couldn't help but secretly nodded.

Although the status is lower, good character is the most important thing.After all these years, his lord finally has a woman he can see, and Fuxi can vaguely guess that the pomegranates that fell were all handwritten by Feng Shuo.

He was looking forward to having someone close to Feng Shuo earlier, so he said: "Since these pomegranates fell into the neighbor's courtyard, they belong to the neighbor."

Jiang Yanyi didn't expect him to say that, so he hurriedly said, "How good is this..."

Fu Xi interrupted her: "The side of the Xikua courtyard has been left unused all the time. That pomegranate tree has not been taken care of, so it's a pity that the fruit fell to the ground."

Seeing that Jiang Yan was still a bit hesitant, he said again: "In a few days, the empress and concubine of the imperial concubine will have a birthday party. I heard that my neighbor is good at cooking. I hope I can come over to help out by then. This pomegranate is my thank you in advance." Thank you."

Everyone said so, and Jiang Yanyi couldn't refuse anymore, so he had to thank him.

The servants of the Duhu Mansion, ranging from a concierge to a steward, are very friendly and courteous in their dealings with others.Jiang Yanyi suddenly felt that if the servants in the house were like this, the master in the house should not be so bad, right?

When she didn't know that Feng Shuo was the great general, she felt that the great general was so benevolent and kind.After knowing that Feng Shuo was the general she was grateful to, she only felt bitter about the incident of him breaking into the army tent to get the token.

But in all fairness, whether he paid out of his own pocket to improve the food in the army or amnesty the "prostitutes" in the camp, he did all good things.

Jiang Yanyi exhaled lightly. At this moment, she really let go of her previous prejudice against Feng Shuo.

She carried the basket back to her small courtyard.

Okra was very happy because he got so many pomegranates, but Jiang Yanyi stared at the pomegranate tree in the next yard, and suddenly thought of their original question:

"Okra, how do you think these pomegranates fell?"

The housekeeper next door said that the yard next to theirs was unused, but so many pomegranates fell into their yard inexplicably, and they were not damaged...

The courtyard wall is at least one foot and a half high, and ordinary people can't climb it.

Jiang Yanyi broke out in a cold sweat suddenly: "Okkui, do you think it's the ghost next door that crosses the yard?"

Otherwise, why would it be idle?

Jiang Yanyi didn't believe in ghosts and gods at first, but since he can wear his own soul, maybe there really is a Piao in this world.

Okra was holding a pomegranate and was about to peel it. When she heard Jiang Yanyi's words, she immediately put it back into the basket in fright, and said tremblingly, "Hua... Huahua, don't scare me."

***

Feng Shuo specially came back from the barracks half an hour early today, just to see what gift the little cook gave in return today.

When he entered the mansion, he specifically asked the concierge: "Has the cook from the shop next door been here today?"

The concierge immediately doggedly said: "I came here. I was carrying a basket of pomegranates to return. I said it fell into their yard last night. But the housekeeper confiscated it and gave the basket of pomegranates to her."

Feng Shuo's face turned dark when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he looked a little better when he heard the second half of the sentence.

Standing behind him, Xing Yao twitched the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.

He just said that the master squeezed too many pomegranates last night.

Feng Shuo seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and a slash flew over in an instant, and Xing Yao quickly suppressed the smile on his face.

Feng Shuo put down a sentence: "If she brings something over, take it directly to the study."

The concierge responded quickly.

*

Feng Shuo originally thought that Jiang Yanyi took the pomegranate and came all the way to return it, so he already sensed something was wrong.

If she is smarter, she should be able to guess something, right?

If she continues to return the gift, it means that she is not unintentional towards herself.

If you don't come back...if you don't come back...

Feng Shuo stopped this assumption, how could she not reply.

But there is still a trace of uneasiness in my heart.

During the waiting time, he went back to his study to deal with the notebooks and letters that had accumulated over the past few days.

An invisible net was laid up and down in the Xuan Dynasty. The lines on the net crossed vertically and horizontally, and they came from various forces, and each thread affected the whole body.

He and Xindi are the biggest players on the Internet, and his people are always staring at Xindi, so why not Xindi staring at him.

He dealt with letters at a glance, and wrote another letter if he needed a reply.Unknowingly, an hour has passed, and there is still no news from the porter.

Feng Shuo's brows gradually became impatient, and there was a sharp coldness in the beautiful phoenix eyes.

Xing Yao glanced at the lunch that had been heated several times on the low table next to him, and persuaded him, "Master, your health is important, let's eat first."

Feng Shuo suddenly dropped his pen, with a gloomy expression: "Get out!"

Seeing that he was unhappy, Xing Yao wanted to say something but didn't dare to speak, so he bowed and retreated.

After all, he has stayed by Feng Shuo's side for so many years, so he can probably guess why he is depressed.

He said yesterday that he "doesn't want to be alone" and deliberately picked so many pomegranates, just to let the cook in the yard over there find something was wrong.

But today the cook first came to return the pomegranate, but now there is no movement at all. The master may think that the cook does not want to respond to his thoughts.

Xing Yao shook his head to himself, thinking that it would be strange for the cook to understand his thoughts.

If he hadn't gone to pick pomegranates with him last night and heard what Feng Shuo said, he wouldn't have understood his master's actions.

How did a person who has reached the pinnacle in the formation of troops come up with such a damn plan?

***

Feng Shuo is now irritable like a cat who had to take the initiative to show his favor, but was ignored by others.

He always kept his back straight when he sat, but now he slumped on the chair, with his hands resting on the armrests of the Grand Master's chair.The door was closed tightly, and the room was a little dark. He seemed to blend in with the darkness, with a hint of self-mockery on his handsome and noble face.

After a long time, he pretended to be indifferent and said, "Is it really rare to be my king?"

He is no longer the boy in the palace who was full of fear and cried more than just for a little pity.

There are a thousand ways to get what he wants now.

It's just that he chose the stupidest and most obscure one today.

Most likely, it was still the humbleness that had been carved into his bones.

If he is not the king of Liaonan, what he has now will continue to belong to him?

Feng Shuo closed his eyes, and the words his mother and concubine said when he was young echoed in his ears again:

"Yannu's wife, she is the one who will walk hand in hand with Yannu for the rest of her life in the future. You have to treat her well. The concubine mother hopes that you can walk on a smooth road in your life. But if there are times when you go to those muddy places, Yannu has to carry her on his back, don't make her suffer. If Yannu falls into the mud, don't be afraid, she will stand up with you. This is how husband and wife support each other for a lifetime."

"There are many good girls in the world, but there are also many girls who are deceitful. Yanu must distinguish clearly, and don't admit the wrong person."

He had killed too much in his life, and walked all the way through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, Feng Shuo didn't expect to meet such a person.

It's just that people who have stayed in the dark for too long will also long for a moment to be illuminated by the sun.

He didn't know if she was the right person, but he could have a moment of peace of mind when he stayed by her side. Over the years, he had only had some unspeakable charming thoughts about her alone.

"Knock-"

A knock on the door interrupted Feng Shuo's thoughts.

He said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Xing Yao said: "Master, the Empress Dowager sent someone to send a message to let you go over."

Feng Shuo was startled for a moment, then the gloom between his brows faded away, and there was even some joy in his eyes.

The Empress Dowager would occasionally be sober, and only at such times would the Empress Dowager take the initiative to ask to see him.

All the unhappiness of the day dissipated at this moment, Feng Shuo stepped forward to open the door, and shouted: "Xizi!"

Hearing the sound, Fuxi hurried forward: "My lord."

Feng Shuo walked like flying, and ordered while walking: "Let the kitchen prepare the favorite food of my mother and concubine, and I will deliver it myself."

Fu Xi trotted to keep up with Feng Shuo's pace. Seeing him like this, he also thought that the Empress Dowager's condition had improved, so she went down to get ready with a happy face.

***

Feng Shuo walked into the Imperial Concubine's courtyard with a bowl of sugar-steamed crispy cheese. The servants in the courtyard bowed silently when they saw him. Obviously, the owner of the courtyard is a quiet person.

When he entered the room, the Empress Dowager was half-leaning on the soft couch reading a book, the servant girl beside her was beating her legs and rubbing her shoulders.

Fang Qing knelt under the soft couch with a distressed expression.

Feng Shuo was a little worried that this was a dream, so he called softly: "Concubine Mu..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he yelled, a cup of hot tea was thrown at him, he turned his face away, half of his shoulders were soaked by the spilled tea.

The teacup fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

The empress dowager slapped the table heavily, and looked at Feng Shuo coldly: "You are so courageous, you dare to touch those who mourn your family?

The tea poured on his body was boiling hot, but Feng Shuo's heart had already cooled down.

Facing the cold gaze of the empress dowager, he finally realized that his mother and concubine hadn't regained her sanity, she just found out about the great court lady Fang Qing, and that's all she called him over.

The emperor and concubine sat on the soft couch, the anger still lingering on her face, and several maidservants who were kneeling under the soft couch to beat her legs and shoulders tremblingly knelt down on the ground.

"Your Majesty..." Nanny Song was taken aback by her action of throwing the teacup, and when she regained her senses, her eyes were wet again.This mother and son are obviously the closest people in this world, how come they are like enemies?

Feng Shuo glanced at Fang Qing who was kneeling in front of the empress dowager, the calm look in his eyes made Fang Qing tremble like chaff in fright.

He didn't answer the emperor's concubine's words, and stepped forward like a normal person, and handed over the sugar-steamed shortbread cheese that he had brought all the way, "Mother and concubine, I have brought your favorite sweets."

The empress dowager flicked her sleeves in disgust, knocking down the bowl of steamed cheese topped with red beans, chopped almonds and raisins.

The sound of the jade bowl falling to the ground was crisp.

The whole room fell into dead silence, and no one dared to make a sound.

Fang Qing's face was as pale as paper, she knelt on the ground and couldn't stop shaking, she didn't want to complain, she was beaten with a board the night before yesterday, she couldn't get out of bed yesterday and couldn't come to serve the empress dowager, but when she came today, she was called The emperor and concubine found out the clue.

When she told the truth, she didn't want the Empress Dowager to teach Feng Shuo a lesson, she just wanted Feng Shuo to see how much the Empress Dowager attached to her, and let him know that she was not a dispensable existence, but She didn't expect the empress dowager to treat Feng Shuo like this.

Nanny Song was afraid that Feng Shuo would be separated from the mother and son of the Empress Dowager, so she hurriedly said, "My lord, don't care about your empress..."

Feng Shuo didn't rush to answer Nanny Song's words, nor did he look at Fang Qing who was kneeling on the ground with a pale face, but only glanced at the other maidservants who didn't know how to deal with themselves, with a gloomy air all over him: "Stand back, all of you. "

Although the maidservants usually served in front of the empress dowager, they also knew who was the real master of the house, so they withdrew as if they had been pardoned after receiving his words.

Seeing this, the empress and concubine's gorgeous face was full of sullen anger: "Reverse! You are all rebellious!"

"Your Majesty, this is Yan Nu, your Yan Nu..." Nanny Song broke down in tears.

When the Empress Dowager heard the word Yan Nu, her expression was in a daze for a moment, and then she was overshadowed by sharp sarcasm: "Born by that bitch, but the first emperor let the Ai family raise him?"

Feng Shuo has heard a lot of scolding in his life. When he dealt with those courtiers back then, he had heard ten times harsher and harsher voices.

But only today, every word and every sentence can poke into his heart like a steel needle.

This is his concubine.

Back then, in order to keep him in the man-eating palace, she acted as another woman in front of the late emperor, scolding herself and her son with the most vicious words in the world... so that she was driven crazy.

There seemed to be something stuck in his throat, he was so hoarse that it hurt, Feng Shuo couldn't stay any longer, before he left, he said: "Mother Concubine, I will find someone who will serve you personally."

After saying that, he bowed and prepared to step back, but the empress dowager stood up suddenly, raised her hand and slapped him: "You bastard!"

Feng Shuo's face was turned to one side.

The well-maintained nails were very sharp, and a cut was made under the corner of his eye, and tiny drops of blood soon oozed out.

The empress dowager saw the blood, and then looked at her own hand, her whole body froze, something in her eyes blurred her vision, she blinked a bit, only to realize that she was crying.

The empress dowager only felt a throbbing pain in her head, her heart was also clenched, and she could hardly stand up: "Nurse Song, Ai's family is in pain..."

"Mother Concubine..." Feng Shuo was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, but just as he touched the hand of the Empress Dowager, he was swung away.

The empress dowager fell back on the soft couch, clutching her chest tightly with one hand, her face was extremely pale: "Nurse Song..."

Feng Shuo looked at his hand being pushed away by the empress dowager, endured the grief that surged in his heart, and shouted outside the room: "Quickly call Lang Zhong!"

Someone outside the house had already rushed to invite the doctor.

The empress dowager pointed at Feng Shuo, looked at Nanny Song struggling, and said, "Let him go..."

Nanny Song supported the Empress Dowager, seeing this situation, she could only turn red-eyed to Feng Shuo and said, "My lord, you should go back first, this old slave is here looking at your mother."

Feng Shuo glanced at the empress and concubine who was suffering from a headache, his eyes were so red, it was the first time in his life that he realized that even if he had the power, so what?

The concubine doesn't recognize him anymore...

At this moment, he seemed to have become the boy who had nothing but prayed for God's mercy back then.

Feng Shuo didn't know how he got out of the yard.

Xing Yao led people and quickly dragged Fang Qing out.

Her bun has been undone, her cloak is loose and she knelt down at Feng Shuo's feet, crying bitterly: "My lord, this servant is wrong, please forgive me, this servant will have to serve your mother from now on, and will never have any other thoughts." ..."

Feng Shuo didn't even look at her, his voice was as cold as a blade: "Drag on, you'll die!"

Fang Qing's heart and eyes were filled with remorse, she was really scared at this moment, she crawled into the empress dowager's room in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, save—"

Before finishing a sentence, he was gagged and dragged down.

Feng Shuo didn't look back from the beginning to the end, he was suffocated and panicked.

The autumn wind was rustling, and the dead leaves hanging on the branches were rolled down and fell to his feet in a whirl.

After Feng Shuo left the mansion, Xing Yao continued to follow him, but he pushed back: "Get back, I want to go alone."

Feng Shuo was a master of martial arts, and he was able to take the head of the opponent's defender in a [-] army.

Xing Yao was not worried about his safety, he got his order and knew that he wanted to be quiet, so he backed away silently.

Feng Shuo walked aimlessly, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, he wanted to go to Laifu Restaurant to get drunk, but when he saw a beautiful figure busy in the small shop, he realized that he had arrived at Jiang Yanyi's place.

The tables, chairs and benches that Jiang Yanyi ordered before were delivered today, and she was cleaning the table with okra, when she turned her head, she was startled when she saw Feng Shuo standing outside the door.

But... the general seemed to be in a bit of a panic.

How did you lose your mind?

Jiang Yanyi greeted out of politeness: "General."

Feng Shuo looked up at her.

She stood at the door of the store with an apron tied around her waist and her sleeves rolled up, revealing a white jade-like wrist, her smiling brows and eyes were full of vigor.The sun shines from the top of her head, making her whole body seem to come out of the light and shadow.

He just looked at her like this, pursed his lips tightly, and didn't say a word for a while.

Jiang Yanyi felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, "What's wrong?"

Feng Shuo moved his dry lips: "I want to sit here for a while."

He said "I", not "my king".

Jiang Yanyi was stunned, seeing that he was really in a bad state, guessing that something happened to him, so he quickly moved aside: "You sit down.

Thinking of the last time I met him at Laifu Restaurant, he seemed to be getting drunk too.

Suddenly, Jiang Yanyi's heart came to him - he was tortured by that girl again?

In this situation, Jiang Yan had a lot of opinions in his previous life. If he was broken in love or something, find a barbecue stand or a hot pot restaurant, and eat while crying. It's best to have two bottles of beer.

After eating and crying, the heartbreak was over.

It's a pity that the copper pot that I entrusted the craftsman to make has not yet been delivered, otherwise I would have cooked him a broken-hearted hot pot.

Jiang Yanyi wiped the table and looked at Feng Shuo calmly. He sat there quietly with his eyes half down, like a statue. He was scratched by something right now, and the dried blood marks were left on the surface. That jade-like face was like a beautiful jade with slight blemishes, which made people feel pity even more.

There was a sense of loneliness in the whole person, as if he was the only one left in this world.

Why blame the poor?

After Jiang Yanyi wiped the table, he thought about it and said hello: "General, please sit down for a while, I will go to the backyard to move some things, and I will entertain you later."

Unexpectedly, when Feng Shuo heard her words, he suddenly raised his head: "I'll help you."

Jiang Yanyi didn't dare to ask him to help, so he hurriedly said, "No need!"

But Feng Shuo had already got up and walked to the backyard.

Qiu Kuiben was trying to move the sauerkraut pot in the yard, but when he saw Feng Shuo coming in, he was so frightened that he immediately hid in the kitchen.

With one hand, Feng Shuo steadily picked up the half-person-high sauerkraut jar, turned his head slightly and asked Jiang Yanyi, "Where are you going?"

It was with this tilt of his head that he saw a series of yellow talismans pasted on the courtyard wall, and all the pomegranates he picked last night were piled up on the ground, with three sticks of incense sticking out of the top one.

Feng Shuo's eyelids twitched: "What is this?"